The Lord's Castle, the First Army Camp, and the Third Frontier City received the news almost simultaneously - these days, Roland had added two more short routes, so that the garrison commander and the remnants of Tachira could contact him as soon as possible.

"It's too fast," Pasha's voice was a little skeptical, "Based on previous experience, their second threat should be in half a month to a month, especially in a city like Neverwinter that can't be reached in a day. 」

"Why?" Roland asked.

"For the fermentation of public opinion. By the time the news spreads, no matter what promises the lord makes, a second attack will further disintegrate the confidence of mortals, so the wait in the meantime is necessary. Pasha explained, "The devil seems to have acted in a hurry. 」

"I see," Roland nodded. Indeed, for an ancient city, the news of five days may have circulated among the underground rats and a few taverns, and those who are busy all day just to have a bite to eat are not so closed to the extent that modern people can imagine.

He now somewhat believed the ancient rumor that Pasha said, after all, the other party's method was too much like the style of human beings, if it wasn't for someone behind his back, how did the devil know this level about the human world?

"What are you going to do?" Elti interjected.

"What else can I do, of course, kill them!" Roland said without hesitation. Although this was a bit of a rush, the new sights were only installed on the Mark 1 yesterday, and the makeshift machine gun squad only did one mock shot with balloons, but the witches also returned quite a bit. With Nightingale, Lightning, and Maisie, this time is at least not passive.

He looked at Nightingale and the others, "Just follow the plan, remember that the most important thing is always ......"

"Safe. Lightning understands perfectly!" said the little girl, raising her hand.

"Maisie understands, too!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of these two little ones," Nightingale smiled.

"Who's the little one?" said Lightning, raising his chin in disbelief.

"Of course it's you. ”

"Why?"

"I'm bigger than all of you combined!coo!" Maisie made a gesture of spreading her wings.

"That's not what I'm talking about—ahh ”

Before the two of them finished speaking, they were carried out of the conference room by the nightingale.

"Then the defense of the walls will be left to the Witch of the Sleeping Isles," Roland said to Tilly next.

The latter replied, "They'll do their best." ”

"Very well, I'll stay at the phone and wait for your good news," he said word by word, "Now, let's act!"

When Roland was the only one left in the chamber, Pasha said in a deep voice, "Are you really going to do this? The presence of witches in large numbers will cause the devil to revise his previous judgment - this is not a city ruled by mortals, but a city of witches. At that time, their countermeasures will be completely different. 」

"You've reminded me of that. Roland let out a sigh of relief. When formulating the defense plan before, the ancient witch had said that if the devil thought that Neverwinter was a holy city under the command of the Federation, in the future, whether it was defense or attack, it would be a higher level, that is, it would deal with normal opponents. In other words, the devil doesn't take ordinary people into account at all.

"I thought ...... The kingdom of humanity has always avoided this great war. 」

"But it's going to come sooner or later, isn't it?" he got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking in the direction of the border, "In that case, it's better to fight a prepared war than not to be prepared." The First Army was not so powerful from the beginning, and they were just ordinary hunters, miners, and farmers in the beginning. And now they are facing a completely different enemy, and one more combat experience will give them more confidence, and they will not be in a hurry until the true divine will arrives. The so-called elite warriors are just people who have one or two more life and death experiences. ”

"I have to say, I'm moved by your determination," Elti flicked the tentacles all over his body, "and that alone separates you from most mortals. 」

"The reason why mortals are called mortals is not because they are incompetent, but because there are too many of them," Roland shook his head, "and because of this, their strength is easy to overlook." It has been recorded in the dream world that those immortal beings who underestimated this, whether it was the ancient gods or the flaming dragons, were beaten into history by forty mortals. ”

"And such legends?"

"That's right, and with the advancement of technology, there are only twenty-five people in the back. He shrugged his shoulders and turned back to his face, "Also, it's misleading for the devils to think that Neverwinter is a federation city, so that they will attribute their strange attacks to witch abilities, thus ignoring the most important point - Neverwinter is neither a former lord city nor a federation, but an industrial city that blends both." ”

Yumaru kept his eyes wide open, staring intently at the grasslands to the north, for fear of missing the enemy's trace.

Although he had heard His Majesty mention the enemy of the devil a year earlier, the encounter five days earlier was the first time he had actually seen what the devil looked like.

When the bone spear thrown by the opponent pierced the chest of his comrade like a ghost, Yumaru had to admit that he felt a long-lost fear. It was definitely not something a human could do, and the beast could not threaten the walls at this distance. Since joining the army, this is the first enemy to be able to match the musket in terms of attack range. However, the weapon in his hand was unable to launch a counterattack on the enemy because of the angle of shot, and if he continued to stay on the city wall, it would be tantamount to a live target in the eyes of the other party.

At that moment, Yumaru even wanted to turn around and run away.

But his trained body forcibly grabbed him, and then a strong anger and disgust swelled up. It is angry at the death of his companion, and disgusted with himself.

He had been a well-known coward in the old part of the border town, and he was laughed at everywhere he went, and he thought he was indeed cowardly, until he joined the militia formed by His Majesty, at the instigation of Vanna and the temptation of two eggs, that everything became different. Although he was so frightened that he peed his pants when he first went up to the wall to fight the beast, after being carried down, no one ever mocked him to his face.

Now Vanna is the commander of the artillery battalion, and he is only transferred from the musket team to the machine gun team as the head of the group. Yumaru didn't complain or be jealous of this, Vanna's ability was much stronger than him, and just daring to talk back in front of His Majesty would never be something he could match, but that didn't mean he didn't want to go further.

In the three years since he followed His Majesty, he had seen more than he could have imagined in the first half of his life—he had attacked the royal capital of nobles in stone ships that could sail upstream, defeated the invincible Church of Hermes, and pulled the desert lands south into the territory of the Grey Keep.

He has seen so much of the world, why should he be intimidated by the devil?

"Attention, ten o'clock! Suspicious target appears!" suddenly shouted the lookout.

At the same time, Yumaru also noticed a few shadowy black spots on the skyline.

He pulled the bolt down and raised the muzzle of the Mark I.

Even though no one knew, he still made it his shame to have been cowardly five days ago.

- And this shame can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy!