Chapter 184 The Gradually Quiet City

After losing the blocking and protection of the city wall, the defenders in the city became precarious.

The early flintlock guns were not fast to reload, and if there was no good discipline to maintain the front, sporadic shooting was not very deterrent. In the street battle that followed, Crancia's army advanced all the way, like a broken bamboo, first rushing up to the city wall, occupying every point on the city wall, and then overlooking the interior of the city, advancing step by step towards the center.

"Go! Stupid."

A defender dropped the musket in his hand and pulled his comrades beside him, hoping that the other party would leave with him, but the former comrade in arms seemed to have lost his hearing in the fire, and he kept repeating the action of loading and shooting in a daze. Shooting bullets into unknown places.

Just as the two were pulling and struggling, a group of warriors holding steel shields rushed to the city wall. Bullets dinged the shields, but they kept going.

Many defenders saw that the army that was surging like a tidal wave finally couldn't bear the morale collapse, and when they had nowhere to escape, they dropped their muskets and weapons and surrendered.

On the bell tower and high-rise buildings in the city, many mages were thrown to resist. They manipulated golems and bursting flames to attack all enemies close to them.

"Don't mind the golem, aim at the mage."

The officers below commanded, and then a black magic crystal gun was held high and aimed at it.

"Fire!" A short fire lit up, and then the mage burst into blood, fell from the tall building, and smashed to the ground, forming a pool of dark red blood.

Since defeating the Frost Alliance several times, Crancia has also captured quite a few intact magic crystal guns. After two months of training, these soldiers can also use them well.

War is a process of rapid learning, and after fighting with Frost and Frost several times, Crancia gradually has a lot of musket troops. They even have higher combat efficiency than the enemy, and have better discipline and firmer will.

The muskets from both sides were firing on the streets, and the city was filled with smoky smoke. There were broken glass, wood, walls, etc. everywhere, and the ground was almost covered with dust and gravel.

After a firefight, the soldiers in neat boots stepped across the stone-brick ground and headed for the bell tower in the middle, which was the center of Mozwa.

The whole city is shaped like a dial, with twelve towers in the direction of the twelve o'clock. They are the twelve universities in Ruhrna's early days. Although some of them declined and merged later, only eight remain. It also represents the eight largest factions and fields of its domestic mages.

The inscribed tower in the center is located in the center of the "dial", which is the place for office and meetings on weekdays.

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After the army in front entered the city, Roland Hill also slowly approached this magnificent city on horseback. Gray stone bricks can be seen on the mottled walls, and there are a few moss water marks in the gap.

In the distant past, the country of Ruerna was not strong, but a small kingdom by the sea. After the collapse of the country of Oz, many mages migrated west and stopped here. They built their own mage towers, alchemy workshops, etc., began to recruit apprentices or students, and then slowly became stronger.

Until a few hundred years ago, the twelve most numerous and most powerful factions united to restructure the country's power order and chose Mozwa as its capital.

It is also for this reason that the capital of this country is designed to be very cutting-edge and has a sense of beauty that mages appreciate. It is regular and neat. The outer city wall can also be regarded as a circle divided by 36 edges. There are also several layers of intersecting city walls inside. The city is neatly divided into regions for easy management and planning. Among them are twelve magnificent universities surrounding the inscribed tower in the center.

"His Royal Highness, there is a situation ahead to report to you."

After entering the city, Roland Hill was about to wait for the city wall when a soldier came over on a horse.

"What's the matter?" She looked up at the panting soldier.

"The Frost and Frost United side expressed their willingness to surrender unconditionally, and hope that we can suspend the firing and reduce unnecessary casualties."

so fast? The girl thought to herself, as she listened to the sparse gunshots ahead, it is estimated that there are not many enemies who still have the will to fight.

"It's acceptable, but if you want to surrender, you need to shout in advance, put down all weapons and armor, and then walk out of the cover with your hands up."

"After that, we will send people to tie them up one by one and let the follow-up troops take care of them."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness." The soldier saluted loudly, and then continued to rush forward.

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Following the joint order of the senior generals of the Frost and Frost Alliance, the soldiers in the city finally accepted the reality and walked out of the towers and fortresses one by one.

Roland Hill gave up riding and walked in this city full of ruins, surrounded by broken and messy shops, and many corpses that fell on the ground and gradually stiffened.

Wearing grey boots, she jumped lightly over a pillar across the street and continued forward, revealing a few strands of silver hair under her light grey hood.

Some Crancia soldiers were searching and clearing the buildings next to the street, and occasionally sporadic residents walked out of them, looking at the group of foreign soldiers in horror.

Fortunately, Crancia's current military discipline is very strict, and no one has done anything excessive. First, they briefly questioned, what kind of work did this resident do in the city, and why he was here.

If there is no problem, it will be taken to a place for centralized management, where there are special soldiers to guard, as well as food, water, and medical personnel.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound in the ruins, and along with the sound of stones rolling down, a buried figure slowly crawled out.

Looking at the dusty uniform and the bloodstains left on it, it should be the Frost Union soldiers who were affected by the artillery fire and the battle when the city was broken.

Before he could struggle to stand up, a dozen Crancia warriors had already surrounded him.

"Drop your weapon, then put your hand up."

"Don't try to resist, that'll just make you die in vain."

"The Frost and Frost Union has surrendered, and the war is over."

The voices blasted into the soldier's mind like a heavy bomb, and with his still awake eyes, he looked at the surrounding group of enemies at a loss.

Fortunately, the unusually sharp spear tip and blade finally woke up his consciousness, and he raised his hand tremblingly.

"Please...don't...don't kill me..." His voice was tense and uneasy, the fear of losing control of life.

"Relax a little, then step back and stay away from the weapon at hand. This is good for you and me." A Crancia soldier guided patiently. Although he had an absolute advantage, he didn't want to hurt a member because of his carelessness.

"I....I can't move....I, my leg is gone..."

There was a wet choking and panic in the soldier's voice. He didn't know whether he would die here today, whether he would be abandoned by others, or how he would spend the rest of his life without legs.

Several Crancia soldiers looked at the dark red blood stains under the gravel dust and the twisted limbs, sighing silently, but unable to.

The last captain came forward and asked the other two soldiers to approach cautiously, took away the weapons in their hands, and then surrounded him, digging his lower body out of the gravel.

"Send him to the resettlement site, clean the wound well, do amputation, and it is estimated that he can save his life." The captain said to the soldiers who lifted the stretcher, and they could only help here.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

"Stop for a moment." Loren Hill, who was wearing a light gray hooded robe, came over.

Looking at the slender girl who suddenly appeared, the soldiers were a little surprised. Fortunately, the small badge on the chest indicated that she was from Crancia, so they were not overly nervous.

"I can treat him first." Roland Hill didn't want to reveal his identity for the time being.

"But it's a bit inconsistent. You have to prove that you have enough ability, otherwise random attempts will only make the patient more..." Before the captain could finish speaking, Roland Hill took it from his sleeve. A small bronze medal with a small red rope on it.

"A graduate of the Sage Academy?" The captain looked at the small bronze medal with embossed patterns on it, among which the faint small petals and leaves were exactly the pattern of sage.

The petals of sage are mostly blue and purple, and its growth is very resistant to diseases and insect pests. .

After Loren Hill established the first extraordinary medical college in Solander, it was named after it. Each graduate was issued a bronze medal symbolizing identity. They walked in the mountains and fields, serving those remote and barren areas. provide the most basic and most urgently needed medical support.

After seeing the bronze medal, the captain seemed to be relieved, and asked the two team members to put down the injured enemy soldier for a while, and let the mysterious girl whose face was half hidden in the hood check.

Roland Hill stepped forward, stretched out his white palm, and covered the soldier's sky far away, and a faint brilliance appeared in his pupils, checking his body's injuries.

Although one of her calf has been twisted, but fortunately, the time has not dragged on for a long time, and it has not been completely necrotic. With her current strength, it is not difficult to treat.

A slight white light emerged from the palm of the hand, and then the wisps of white flame gently outlined and wrapped around its calf. First, it was cleaned of blood, dust, sterilization, etc., and then the wrist was slightly turned, and the lower leg bone was also manipulated. He straightened up in the air, making a slight noise.

"Ah—" the soldier lying on the stretcher cried out in pain.

"Be patient for a while, it will be fine later." The girl's clear voice, like the breeze and running water in the mountains, made people feel calm and calm down.

The originally dark red wound was infiltrated with strands of white filaments, and slowly returned to its normal color, while the inner nerves and muscles were restored to their original state under the extremely precise treatment.

The soldier lying on the ground only felt a cool feeling from his calf, and then his ankle slowly became conscious again. An unbearable joy rose in his heart, and he looked at the girl gratefully.

Although he could only see the delicate chin because of the angle, in his heart, this mysterious girl he had never met was more beautiful and kind than any angel in the church.

"That's fine."

After checking it again, Loren Hill put down his hand, blinked his eyes, and said so.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." The soldier said incoherently. His poor knowledge could not find any elegant and better words, and he could only repeat it to express his gratitude.

"Let me repay you whatever you want."

"Nothing." Roland Hill shook his head slightly.

"If you see people who are in trouble and really need help in the future, just help. Then, goodbye, this gentleman."

The silver-haired and gray-robed girl gently crossed the street

Dao, in the thanks of a few people behind him, the eyes of detection lightly left.

Walking on a street full of gravel, she felt a little depressed because of the war, and she suddenly felt better at this moment.

What she has done is not worthless. After the war, this country will also usher in a new beginning, she imagined.

As the sky and night approached, Mozwane finally slowly returned to quiet.

There are burning braziers or torches on the streets, and most areas return to silence, while places where a small number of people are concentrated are still very noisy.

"Everyone line up and come one by one."

In a camp where refugees were resettled, an aunt who was in charge of the cook held a spoon, made the crowd line up, and then distributed cooked porridge one by one to replenish water and food. The people after the catastrophe were talking quietly in the night.

Some of them are glad that they survived the war, some miss the fact that they haven't seen other family members, and some are thinking about how to live in the future.

Inside the Inscribed Tower in the other side of the city.

The candles in the tower are lit one by one, illuminating the discussion hall at the top of the tower. The windows all around can overlook the whole city shrouded in night. It is immersed in the cool tones, and only a few lights can be seen.

"Do the generals of the Frost Frost Union also know the whereabouts of those people?"

Roland Hill and several representatives of the Starlight Alliance sat around the table and asked several intelligence officers in the army.

"Yes, we asked the soldiers in the city and the officers of all parties, but we didn't know where the core group of mages went."

"Did he escape? But our ships and monsters on patrol at sea did not find any trace of it." A mage from the Young Moon Council frowned slightly.

"Not sure, if they escaped, they should have brought some important things and personnel with them, but in fact they didn't. We even found many valuable alchemy creations in the central hall, although many were still experimental subjects, But it's also a very precious thing."

"And their families don't know where these mages have gone, as if they disappeared out of thin air."

"Disappeared out of thin air? Could it be the ability to use some space shuttle." A general guessed.

"This should not be the case. According to the words of the Sequence 9 His Royal Highnesses, they did not find large-scale spatial fluctuations."

"In other words, they are still hiding in the city." A veteran said with certainty.

"Maybe there are underground facilities or passages below. When we fought with the nobles of the west wind, we could often find cellars or escape passages in the castle. And these mages are so cunning, they will definitely leave themselves a retreat and a backhand. ."

"It seems that the search has to continue. But this time, we have to apply to the church for a group of supernatural beings with the necromantic sequence to come. Whether it is the ghost of the shuttle entity or the induction of the fire of the soul, they are more suitable for this job. "

"Then I'll trouble Beines." Although Beines was not here, Roland Hill still said so, as if he believed that the other party would hear these words.

And as the sage's voice fell, a golden meniscus appeared on the table, and then slowly dissipated, and the communication of information was also achieved here.

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