Lord Highlander

In the evening, the city of Wojmara began to gradually quiet down. Suldak and Karl sat by the city wall to rest.

The archers on the watchtower switched defenses, and a group of archers came down from the top of the city. Almost every one of them had one or two heads of hellhounds hanging on their waists.

The Taro tree on the street is about 20 meters high, and there are green Taro fruits hidden among the dense branches and leaves on the top of the tree. It is said that this kind of tree needs to grow for 30 years to bear fruit, and the Taro fruit is A kind of magic material, this kind of economic trees are actually planted on both sides of the sidewalk on the street.

A Taro fruit fell at Suldak's feet, the peel exploded into six petals with a bang, and curled slightly downwards, exposing the spindle-shaped flesh inside, exuding a faint scent of tree oil.

Suldak was about to reach out to pick up the Tero fruit when he saw an archer with his right arm walking towards him.

He withdrew his hand, looked up at the archer with a gray linen hood on his head, he was wearing a set of tattered leather armor, his face could not be seen clearly, and five hellhounds were hung on his waist head.

The archer’s arms are covered with bandages, he is tall and thin, the forest bow behind him is very special, with a pattern of vines on the back of the dark green bow, usually the archers in the army basically use alloy bows or standard military bows Liannu, and he did not wear standard light leather armor.

The dark green of the longbow reminded Suldak that when he was fighting in the city during the day, the archer who rescued him seemed to be holding a green bow. One eyeball of the Hell Dog, I am afraid that the claw of the Hell Dog was shot at that time, and it is estimated that the 'Earth Shield' on the armor must be activated to block the Hell Dog's blow.

Karl wanted to tell the archer that it was time for a break, and the therapist was also a human being, and he also needed to take a break.

But before he could speak, Suldak asked the archer, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Archer didn't speak, and pointed to his swollen arm like a mute.

Suldak stood up briskly, reaching out his hand to touch the obviously swollen arm, the archer subconsciously took a step back to put on a defensive posture.

Suldak glanced at Archer, guessing that he might not want him to untie his bandage here, after all, everyone has their own secrets, so he pointed to the treatment room over there and said, "Then your The injury... go to the treatment room for treatment?"

Archer nodded slightly, followed Suldak's footsteps into the treatment room.

...

Carl stood up, wanting to go over to watch the excitement.

When he got up to leave, he found a few poor children in tattered clothes rushing from under the tree across the street, but they didn't seem to be targeting him. The children were all staring at the tyro fruit on the ground. Rushing over, Karl took the Taro fruit in his hands first. These poor children looked at Karl with disappointment, but they chose to disperse immediately, and some ran back to the Taro tree across the street.

Karl glanced at the Taro fruit in his hand in some confusion. A girl who seemed to be the youngest walked slowly and was panting. He walked over and handed the Taro fruit to the little girl. The girl foolishly took the tylo fruit, nervousness written all over her dirty little face.

Karl squatted down in front of the girl, reached out and touched her messy hair, and said in a slightly harsh tone: "There is a war here, don't play here, the hell dogs outside the city will rush in and eat you, hurry up!" Click to go home!"

"We're not playing, we're picking up Tyro fruit!"

Hearing what Karl said, the little girl's expression suddenly collapsed, and she explained in a low voice.

"But it's dangerous here!" Carl stared at the little girl.

The little girl was so frightened that she turned around and ran away, still holding the Taro fruit tightly in her arms. When the little girl ran back to the tree, a group of people still surrounded her, looking at the little girl with envy.

"That Lord Knight actually gave you the Taro Fruit!"

"Idiot, you should thank that Lord Knight..."

Behind Carl came the murmurs of children.

Karl looked at the group of children who knew that it was dangerous near the city wall, but insisted on guarding here, a little incomprehensible.

He wanted to go to the treatment room to see the eccentric archer, when he saw Viscount Emmet riding out of the distant twilight with two entourages.

Until Viscount Emmet approached on horseback and saw Karl standing under the city wall, he urged his horse to come over.

He had just finished attending an impromptu meeting of the City Defense Department, and when he saw Karl staring curiously at the group of children guarding the Taylor tree across the street, he said to Karl:

"The Taylor tree in the city is probably the last bit of life security that the Duke gave to the residents of Wojmara City. The trees here have a history of at least three hundred years. When the Wojmara City was built, in order to choose expensive Taylor trees for As for the street trees, the Duke also formulated a special law "Picking and Picking Ownership System" for the city of Wojmara. Those tyro fruits hanging on the trees in the city cannot be picked, because they belong to the private property of Duke Newman. But once the terro fruit falls on the ground after it matures, it belongs to the citizens of Wojmara City, and whoever picks it up first belongs to whoever it is. The Taro trees all over the city do not know how many poor people have been raised, because even if they do not have any living ability, as long as they are willing to lie under the tree and wait patiently, they can gain something. The most prosperous central city in the plane."

Viscount Emmet and Karl are very good friends in private, otherwise Karl would not have taken Suldak to the noble ball rashly.

"This decree is really interesting." Carl smiled, and then asked Viscount Emmett: "Viscount Emmett, did it say how long we will be stationed in Wojmara City?"

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Walking into the treatment room, Archer was finally willing to lift off the hood covering his head, revealing the face inside which was mixed with various elements, pale and delicate, a little stretched, with pointed ears, unexpectedly it turned out to be A half-elf.

Suldak saw that he had a pair of light red eyes, and his eyes were a bit cold, showing the kind of indifference that came from the bottom of his bones.

The most embarrassing thing for him was that he couldn't tell the gender of the archer. The half-elf archer's face was curvy and soft, and the appearance of the half-elf hybrid was never too bad, but the archer deliberately kept his cool, even if he approached the treatment room In a word, and her breasts are flat, although her skin is delicate, and she can participate in the battle of defending the city, it is difficult to conclude that she is a woman.

The half-elf archer didn't seem to be doing well, the leather armor on his body was rotten, he slowly untied the bandage wrapped around his arm, only then did Suldak realize that the arm was swollen like peeling The skinned heart is like a beautiful carrot, it is hard to imagine that such an arm can draw the forest bow.

It's basically a case of overexertion in combat, with many capillaries bursting in the arm causing the arm to swell, often accompanied by a very severe muscle strain.

With the help of the "Eye of Reality", the countless capillaries in the archer's arm appeared in Suldak's mind like countless connected pipes. He frowned at the down-and-out half-elf archer. Said: "Your injury is very serious..."

He let the archer lie on the treatment bed and put his arm flat, then took out the holy light torch, and a ball of incandescent light was lit on the top of the torch. He held the torch and slowly approached the archer's arm, and the archer saw a ball of white flame approaching , looked a little nervous.

Pressing the arm that was about to retract, he said to the archer: "Don't move, try to relax."

Archer closed his light red eyes, trying to slow down his breathing.

Suldak felt that chatting would help to relax, so he tried to find a topic, and seeing that he was not wearing military-style weapons and leather armor, he asked him, "Aren't you from the Archer Battalion?"

The half-elf archer lay on the wooden box bed, nodded with his eyes closed, even though the incandescent holy light was close to his arm, he didn't feel the scorching heat he imagined, and he was unwilling to open his eyes.

Usually elves have a pair of beautiful lake blue eyes, but his eyes are light red, and humans don't have pupils of this color. Maybe his blood is more complicated than imagined, Suldak thinks At this moment, if we talk about issues such as blood and race, it is very likely that the taciturn archer in front of him will be angered.

Then he asked: "Then why did you participate in defending the city on the watchtower?"

The half-elf archer didn't answer, as if he was too lazy to explain. He just closed his eyes and tapped the head of the hellhound tied to his waist with his hand to let Suldak understand that he was only on the tower to hunt the hellhound.

The holy light shone on the arm of the half-elf archer, and it had a miraculous effect on the treatment of the loss of subcutaneous muscle blood vessels. Countless broken capillaries recovered as before in Suldak's sight, and the arm deswelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. It took a lot of effort to heal the arm of the half-elf archer, but the dark purple bruises on the arm could not disappear immediately.

The treatment process was not complicated, but for Suldak, the power of the Holy Light was consumed a little too much.

After the treatment, Suldak told the half-elf archer: "Your arm needs to rest for a while, otherwise the capillaries on the arm will continue to burst, causing irreparable damage to your arm. For an archer For me, this old injury is very troublesome."

The half-elf archer was still silent, he sat up briskly from the bed, took out those bandages and wrapped them around his injured arm again. He put the hood back on his head, thought for a while, then took off the head of a hellhound on his waist, placed it in front of the bed without saying a word, and walked out of the treatment room without saying thank you.

"For the sake of shooting an arrow, I won't argue with you!" Suldak thought to himself.

Then he walked to the door of the treatment room and continued to treat the city wall guards. Even at night, there was a long line waiting for the guards to be treated at the door.

After inspecting more than 50 hellhound corpses in a row, he finally found a piece of black magic pattern spiritual bone at the throat of a huge hellhound, which made Suldak feel good.

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Guard battalion knights stood on the walls with shields and spears.

They are used to sticking their shields in the opening of the wall with one hand, and stabbing the hell dogs that climbed up the city wall with the spears in their hands. The vicious dog bit the barrel of the spear, and it didn't take much effort to stab the hell dog into the city.

Carl followed Viscount Emmet to inspect the guarding of the guard camp of High Lansa City on the city wall. Occasionally, hellhounds crept up to the top of the city, triggering a small-scale fierce battle somewhere. Five hundred seamen The Lansa Guard Battalion is distributed on the city wall less than one kilometer long, with an average interval of 50 meters between them. There is a squadron-level construction knight.

At night, the hellhounds quieted down. It is said that in the past half month, the hellhounds rarely attacked the city at night.

When Viscount Emmett returned from the city defense headquarters of Wojmara City, he called together the squadron leaders of the Hailansa Guard Battalion, and inspected the city wall with the other three captains to see if there were any mistakes in the deployment of the city defense. When fighting the Hellhound at first, they were a little flustered, but after the knights gradually became familiar with the Hellhound's attack method, the Knights of the Guard Battalion had a great advantage.

In the eyes of the knights, these hellhounds are more like some military exploits sent to them on their own initiative, and every knight seems to be very proactive.

Then Viscount Emmett conveyed some good news and bad news from the Maca plane war command to the squadron leaders at the head of the city.

The good news is that Marquis Luther, the new governor of Wojmara City and the commander-in-chief of the Maca Plane Guard Counterattack, led the Constructed Swordsman Group to officially enter the Maca Plane. The backbone of the ethnic invasion.

In addition, the Bena Provincial Magic Union sent more than 60 young magicians to join the battle, including eight water magicians who are proficient in hydrotherapy.

Then came the bad news. For half a month, the hellhounds had been besieging the city continuously, causing at least tens of thousands of deaths and injuries. This continuous siege of the city shows that a relatively stable hell passage has been established between the Flaming Hell and the Maca plane. However, this passage is very restrictive, and only low-level demons can pass through, and even high-level existences in the Hell Dogs cannot pass through. Because of the continuous fighting for half a month, the Hell Dogs Legion did not see the high-level three hells vicious dog.

The magician investigation team recently discovered traces of succubus activities on the outskirts of Wojmara City. It is not ruled out that this hell passage has low-level succubi entering the Maca plane. The threat of low-level succubi is greater than that of hell dogs. In addition, traces of the little devil and the devil's son were found among the hellhounds outside the city, which is the most troublesome. Although hellhounds are ferocious and fierce, they are low-level monsters without any brains. However, succubi are different from children of demons. These are demons with a certain amount of wisdom. For the coffee plane, it will be the biggest trouble.

Then Viscount Emmet talked about the current decision of the War Command. In addition to stabilizing the defense of Wojmara City, the most urgent task is to find the passage between the flame hell and the Maca plane as soon as possible. Only by destroying the passage of hell as soon as possible can the hell demon be cut off. The reinforcements of the clan. For this reason, the City Defense Headquarters has dispatched a magician investigation team to investigate the outskirts of Wojmara City, but it has not received any good news so far.

At the same time, Marquis Luther is worried that other areas of the Maca plane will be captured by hellhounds. The mage group will protect the magic airships in Wojmara City. In the near future, a large number of airships will deliver war materials to other areas...