Sure enough, as Agatha had expected, by the afternoon, Maisie's cheerful roar was rarely heard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Witches are often in a state of high mental tension when fighting, which is a double drain on both magic and physical strength. Therefore, in the combat training of the federation, how to seize the time to relax and restore physical strength is the most crucial content. After all, in the face of the swarming demons, only by relying on reasonable rotation and team cooperation can you survive on the battlefield.

So when Phyllis chases away and lures the beasts, Agatha sits aside and rests until several of them come together...... At noon, I also used snow and dry food to cope with the past, and I didn't stop for a moment. Once the ice had covered three or four, Agatha would freeze the snow into a smooth block of ice, sliding quickly to reach the walls of the West.

As the gray sky grew darker, the leaves signaled to them that the game was over.

When they returned to the starting place, the two were surprised to find that there were hundreds of evil beasts in wooden cages, including about 30 mixed species. The largest of the wolf-bear hybrids was almost as tall as the city walls, and its limbs were as thick as stone pillars, making it difficult for even the Divine Punisher and the Dire Beasts to carry it.

Which group caught this?

Although Phyllis didn't change on the surface, there was a slight sense of loss in her heart, after all, the two of them had done their best—the results of the twenty-two small and medium-sized evil beasts were thought to be outstanding enough, but now it seemed that they were probably the group with the lowest scores.

The question is, how did the other two groups catch so many evil beasts?

"Good work," Wendy said as she walked over to the group, relieved to see that everyone was safe and sound. She pulled a notebook out of her bosom and began to announce the results.

"Winterfell, seven points, good performance. ”

Wait a minute...... Seven points?Phyllis couldn't help but be stunned, the first place was not the Neverwinter team?Could it be that just two people from Sleeping Island captured the remaining eighty or so evil beasts?

"It's all to blame on Maisie," said Lightning, "if she hadn't gone halfway to dig up a winter eagle's nest and spent an hour baking eggs, we should have caught a few more." ”

"Obviously you asked me to ......go," the pigeon squatting on top of the little girl's head muttered aggrievedly, "and after the roast, you ate the most, and you went to pick a handful of bird's snout mushrooms, saying that bird's eggs taste better with mushrooms......"

"Anyway, it's good to come back safely...... Well, next up is the Sleeping Island team, fifteen points, worthy of ashes. Wendy continued.

"She's just an errand runner," Andrea sighed, "and I knocked down all the beasts, but unfortunately there were fewer monsters and she didn't run fast enough." ”

Ash glared at the other party angrily, "Why don't you run fifteen times in the snow with a wild boar on your shoulder?"

"Only muscular brutes are suitable for this kind of thing. ”

"That's better than someone who can't help it. ”

"You-"

"Ahem," Wendy quickly interrupted the argument between the two, "Finally, the Tachira team, a total of twenty-two points! Congratulations, the one-month share of the Chaos Drink reward is yours!"

"Ah, that's enviable!" Andrea said unwillingly.

"I'm so eager to drink ......," Maisie looked at Agatha.

Phyllis was surprised, "But there are obviously hundreds of evil beasts in the cage......"

"Ah, that's all from the leaves. Wendy smiled and waved her hand.

With the words of the head of the alliance, all the contestants invariably looked at the green-haired witch on the side.

Ye Zi touched the back of his head embarrassedly, "Because I was worried that there would be too many evil beasts entering the hunting area, I set up a trap area of about a kilometer on the periphery, and only allowed them to pass through a few fixed passages. Later, thinking that the evil beasts that fell into the vine trap could not be let go at will anyway, he simply dragged them all to the edge of the forest, so as to add a little more target to His Majesty Roland. ”

The scene was suddenly silent.

With the power of one person, the evil beast caught surpassed all the gains of the competition group, and it was done in the process of monitoring the game, and there was still such a terrible battle witch hidden among the high-ranking promotions of the alliance!

Even if it's superb, you can't catch so many evil beasts in a day.

What's going on with this inexplicable frustration and feeling of being hit......

Phyllis suddenly felt that the first place in the competition was not so important.

The next day, Neverwinter had finally completed all preparations for the artillery drill.

By the time Roland arrived at the western section of the wall, the walls were already crowded with people who had come to watch the drill—2,000 seats had been swept away, and according to Edith's count, eighty percent of the ticket buyers were residents of the original frontier towns. Obviously, it is no longer an unbearable burden for the local people to spend two silver wolves to participate in an event attended by His Majesty the King.

The skies in the west seemed to be cooperating with the exercise, with the heavy snow that had fallen all night coming to a halt in the early morning, and the howling north wind easing a little. The vast field west of the city walls seemed to be covered with a silvery white carpet, and the ruts and footprints left by the beasts that had been carried before were covered in snow, making them look smooth and neat.

The beast that was the target undoubtedly became the focus of the audience—the more than 100 loot were divided into three rows at distances of 300 meters, 500 meters, and 1,000 meters, and the more ferocious and burly the hybrids, the closer they were to the city walls. Apparently witnessing these powerful monsters reduced to flesh and blood under cannon fire is a source of unparalleled enjoyment for the inhabitants of Neverwinter who have been tormented by the Evil Moon.

As for the smaller ones, they were all used as embellishments for the embedded gunpowder, which was far away anyway, so there was no need to see it so really, but the quantity was more important. In the last row, the cages that imprisoned the evil beasts were arranged in a rectangle with a length and width of nearly 100 meters, just waiting for the brightest light.

"Your Majesty, the artillery battalion of the First Army is ready. The iron axe climbed the wall and reported loudly.

Roland let out a breath of white air and turned his head to look at the echo beside him, "Let's play the march." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

As the magic unfolded from the echoing fingers, the loud and familiar music instantly resounded throughout the entire city wall—a march that he had been tired of listening to during the school sports day, but now that it echoed over Neverwinter, Roland still felt the throbbing in his heart. It was as if there was a surging power in the tune, and he couldn't help but hold his head high to welcome the arrival of the soldiers.

All the people who had been talking to each other fell silent and looked at the end of the long street closest to the city walls. I saw a group of soldiers in uniforms of the same color appear on the street corner with neat steps, and walk towards the preset position in an orderly manner.

I remember that when the Evil Moon was first encountered two years ago, the city was only the size of a palm, and the people who had been trained for less than two months were armed with spears and short spears to fight the evil beasts on the concrete walls made of rough stone, and even an ordinary hybrid could keep the militia team busy. And now, they can face higher-level challenges in a good time, and the seemingly powerful evil beast has become the target of Neverwinter's declaration of strength, and this contrast makes Roland's mood stir.

As the soldiers ascended the walls from the gentle slope, the crowd erupted in applause, and wave after wave, seemingly never stopping. He knew that any speech was no longer necessary at this moment, and all the audience could expect was the pleasant roar of artillery.

"I announce that the artillery maneuver is now open!" Roland ordered loudly.