Did he understand what he was talking about? Don twitched the corner of his mouth, even if reinforcements came, it would be useless if he couldn't get over! Or was the reinforcement he was referring to the main force that could directly level Hermes and cross over the ruins of the Holy City? But in that case, it would not be possible to prepare for the siege of the city in a dozen days, right?

However, seeing that the other party obviously didn't want to continue talking about this topic, Tang En also closed his mouth in understanding. Le Wen XS520. ＣＯＭ

The entrance to one side of the ladder in the clouds was on the mountain wall not far from the Cold Wind Ridge, and when I got into an inconspicuous cave, I was already in mid-air the moment I saw the sky again. When the air is humid, the road is covered in clouds and mist, and it feels like climbing to the sky, hence its name.

But as long as the weather is good, the road is still very reliable. In order to dissuade the First Army, he deliberately exaggerated the danger of the ladder in the clouds, and in fact because some merchants attached great importance to its tax-avoiding function, and reinforced it with planks and wedges in the collapsed area, the risk of human passage was not high.

In half a day, he walked back and forth three times with nails and others - crossing the walls of the mountains avoided the rugged mountain roads and the layers of the holy city, and at the same time shortened the distance, so as long as he traveled lightly, he was more efficient than the main road.

Don noticed that Nail had been scribbling in a small notebook, as if he was recording something, but the content on it was mixed with many characters that he had never seen before, in addition to the words used in the mainland. This surprised him in his heart, a warrior could read and write, and possess knowledge that he could not understand at all, and he would never believe it if he had not seen it with his own eyes.

You must know that in order to learn to settle accounts and record the entry and exit of goods, he specially found a chamber of commerce, and only at the cost of a golden dragon did he master the basic operation of buying and selling. If the nail can read and write, why do this work of fighting and killing? Although Roland Wimbledon's army is extremely powerful, there is always a death in war, and no one can guarantee that he will not be next.

However, from the conversation between the two, he realized that literacy and hand-drawn maps did not seem to be "advanced skills", as if everyone in the First Army could do this.

What the hell are these people going on in their heads?

Don felt more and more incomprehensible.

Back at the camp, it was almost dusk, but there was a lot of bustling around the big tent. The warriors gathered in groups and twos, excitedly talking about something, and their eyes were focused on the campfire in the center of the camp.

"Looks like reinforcements have arrived," Nail grinned.

"I guess so," Uncle Sang smiled, "I wonder which acquaintances will come over this time?"

"Miss Lightning and Miss Maisie must be in there," the squad leader quickened a little, "let's go over and have a look." ”

W-what...... Miss?

The reinforcements they were waiting for - a woman?

Don couldn't help but follow the two of them, finding a clearing and peering out into the crowd—and the next moment, he suddenly felt like he was going to faint.

Hell, what kind of reinforcements is this!?

That's clearly a few imps!

Especially the guy whose hair was about to drag to the ground, looking at her bulging cheeks and big watery eyes, he believed it when she said that she was only ten years old!

The others are not much better, their arms and legs are less than the size of a fist, and I am afraid that they will not even be able to hold a sword on the battlefield, so what role can they play?

It was ridiculous—huh?" he was stunned, and his mind was uncertain.

One reason is that the appearance of these girls far exceeds that of ordinary women. One or two didn't feel it yet, but a group of people standing together immediately reminded him of the special group of witches.

Of course, witches are not as terrible as the legend says, and if they were as strong as hellish demons, they should have crushed the church and the human kingdom to dust a long time ago. As a well-informed businessman, Donn knew that a knight could easily kill several witches with the Punishment Stone—and without their abilities, they weren't much stronger than ordinary people.

But it's hard to say if you add another person.

Don held his breath and focused all his attention on the other blue-haired woman.

He's seen each other...... At the celebration of the City of Eternal Night. Although she is not the most outstanding in the crowd, she is one of the most attractive - once you see her, you will never forget this woman with a peculiar temperament.

Edith Kant, daughter of the Duke of Eternal Night, nicknamed the Pearl of the Northland.

She can be as gorgeous as a flower when communicating, and she can also cut off the heads of her opponents with a long sword in her hand during battle. It is rumored that her swordsmanship is as outstanding as her facial features, but the most feared thing is her methods. Unexpected, eclectic, and unpredictable...... Those who dared to despise her because she was a woman all paid a terrible price. The inhabitants of Eternal Night could talk about the Northland pearl for days and nights.

It seems that Duke Kant has completely fallen to the side of the new king, otherwise he would never let his beloved daughter run alone to the barracks without the protection of the guards. And judging from the rather respectful attitude of the deputy battalion commander, even if Edith left the north, she would be worthy of the name of Pearl.

You know, the army led by the other party can even defeat the church.

With the Witch and Edith Kant, and a group of Killing Gods, they might be able to cause great trouble for the Dawn army.

In addition to the "reinforcements", there was one more thing that caught Donn's curiosity.

Next to the bonfire was a strangely shaped iron stand, the outline of which was symmetrical, and at first glance it looked a bit like a flat pole. It is connected to a frame at each end, and each box contains three rows of metal cylinders with large heads and pointed tails, and it is impossible to tell for a moment what material they are made of.

It was just a metal object, but it made him feel a little uneasy.

After a few moments of repeated scrutiny, Don noticed where the uneasiness was coming from.

It was nine cylinders about the length of a man, almost identical in appearance. Starting from the round head and ending the tail, it shows a smooth curve!

This detail made his palms sweat beads, knowing that metal is the toughest, and if you want to fold it into a fixed shape, you must burn it repeatedly and temper it a thousand times. But according to the blacksmiths he has contacted, if he can beat a piece of iron to a square and smooth surface, he is already a good hand in a hundred.

What a skillful skill is it to hammer a five-foot-long piece of iron into an even arc?

And then make nine of these things in the same way?

Any craftsman in the city of eternal night will laugh at his ignorance.

If they're all exquisite works of art, that's fine.

But the gray-black appearance and the way they are stacked like clutter suggest that they are not expensive and lightweight crafts.

Appearing in the barracks, moreover, with "reinforcements", most likely a special weapon.

It was supposed to be a durable weapon, but it showed a beauty that was no less than a work of art, and this strong conflict made him feel indescribably shocked.

Don swallowed, realizing that he might not be able to claim to be well-informed anymore.

For this group of people, war has probably become something else.

A field he couldn't imagine.