Ride and Cut

Over the winter city, dozens of black spots were lightly circling back and forth along the airflow. Fly high from time to time, spin low occasionally, but in any case, always maintain a considerable height.

Richard's eyes were covered with telescope tubes, so he could see clearly that those "black spots" were actually eagle-headed steeds.

Pompeii sent two dragon knights and thirty falcon knights to fight this time. The quality and quantity of the air knights were significantly better than each other, so they took off and flew around to investigate. There seemed to be only a dozen griffon riders in Winter City, and there was nothing to do about it.

However, the Falcon Knights did not dare to fly too low, fearing that they would be hit by the city defense bed crossbow. The special bed crossbow is equipped with enchanted crossbow bolts, even if it is a threat to the dragon within the range, the horse falcon can basically declare a fall as long as it is scratched.

Richard once seriously suggested that they could take a stone and fly to a high place and throw it down. As long as the height is sufficient, the power is absolutely beyond doubt.

For the lord of the high mountain fort, who is very famous recently, the sky knights are very polite-very politely refused. Due to the limited load capacity of the Stedrays, it is already very difficult to carry a fully armed knight, and adding more weight will cause them damage.

The dragon definitely has this ability, but even the dragon knight can hardly command the arrogant dragon to do hard work, and the dragon's breath is much stronger than the stone.

"Boss, do you think this can be taken down." Hutt stood in the snow and looked at the fifteen-edged wall of Winter City with a worried expression on his face.

This question asked the aspirations of the vast majority of Alpine Fort soldiers, limited by the natives of the wilderness, it is generally rare to have the opportunity to see such a tall city wall. They thought that the attack on Chaksh was even a high-grade siege. How could it be that there is such a strong wall in the world.

"It shouldn't be a big problem." Richard took his gaze away from the Falcon and lowered the telescope tube to look at the wall.

He captured the figure of several Guangming priests and seemed to be praying for the sergeants. The Holy See itself is strictly neutral between Pompeii and Stuart, and the priests directly under the Holy See will naturally not help either party. But the native priests of Stuart are different. They will help the motherland, just like the ice and snow priests in Pompeii's army.

However, unlike the ice and snow priests, the Holy See's divine art does not have much direct attack ability, and is basically based on assistance and healing. From this point of view, the priests and the second general of Gaoshan Fort may have a common language, and they are only icing on the cake, not giving away charcoal.

The lord continued: "The military book says that ten times the number of enemies can attack the city. Although we are not ten times as big now, we are still the same."

Due to the endless reconnaissance of the superior air cavalry day and night, it is no secret to the Pompeii Expeditionary Army how many possessions there are in Winter.

To tell the truth, the news that his opponent only had thirty thousand city guards simply threw him into disarray. It's like an old hunter doing his best in the jungle to carefully test the beast that should be dormant in secret, only to find that only a squirrel is gnawing pine cones.

Stuart's ability to respond in this war can only be described as ridiculous, and I am simply sorry for Pompeii's so solemn preparation.

Richard's heart was clear that it was Stuart's superiors who had a problem, and he didn't know exactly what was going on. But in any case, it's unbelievable to make it so far.

"Then will we be able to take over Stuart soon?" Gunther was obviously overly optimistic.

"It's not that easy." Richard shrugged his shoulders. He now knows a little bit about politics. When it comes to the mainland, he looks decent. "If there were only two powers on the mainland, the problem would be much simpler. But the reality is that there is nothing more than that. There is also San Jose besides Pompeii and Stuart. San Jose will not watch either Pompeii or Stuart completely defeat the opponent."

"The same is true for Pompeii or Stuart. In short, if two players become three, it's not just a confrontation."

"San Jose of Dog Day." Gunther didn't understand the exquisite explanation at all, but it didn't prevent him from taking the opportunity to vent his emotions. After five days of besieging the city, the barbarian had already waited impatiently.

He doesn't care about the army's engineers and how much time it takes to cut wood and make equipment.

"Gunther must have understood nothing." Abu put his hands in his pockets, with a thick dog-skin hat on his head, and smiled thiefly.

"I really want to beat you!" Gunther was also afraid of his lord by three points. He didn't want to buy the others at all, and rolled his eyes disdainfully. "Why didn't I understand? Isn't it just Pompeii playing cards with Stuart? , I still don’t understand playing cards?"

Abu and Hutt looked at each other silently, and shrugged tacitly at the same time.

"Hey..." Lord Lord sighed, feeling that it is a long way to go to let the brat under his hand figure out what the overall vision is.

Richard raised his binoculars again, looked at the top of the Winter City wall, and stood still.

It's not that the lord is really so keen on investigating. With this skill, he would rather go and see the maids brought by other legions.

But beside him stood a drawing board as tall as a person, and a middle-aged man wearing a beret was busy attentively.

This is a court painter sent by His Majesty Sargerei, who was called to paint a picture for the Eagle Knight. The title is "Knight Detecting Winter Castle". The line draft is almost finished, so Richard won't have to suffer the crime again when finished.

He always felt that the name of the artist named Monet was a bit familiar.

"Richard, the city is about to be attacked." Bedrick's yelling voice came from the side.

"Starting from the beginning." Lord Lord maintained his original posture without moving.

Although the Dragon Claw Legion is also assigned a part of the task, it has nothing to do with him and Bedrick. Obviously, because the two guest armies lost too much before, they should be cultivated in rotation. In fact, I knew it with my toes. It must be the high-level legionaries who felt that the victory was in their hands, and began to make small calculations for the merits of the battle.

Richard has no idea that he is a little bit stronger now, especially in the battle of siege, which is doomed to be fatal and wounded, whoever loves to go. The total number of Gaoshan Fort is a few hundred dimes, and it can't stand it at all.

On the top of the winter city wall, the priest is spreading holy water for the soldiers. There is no doubt that this kind of liquid that has been blessed by magic is effective, so the soldiers stopped their chests and stood straight.

Suddenly a female priest walked out of the blind spot hidden by the city wall and broke into the field of vision provided by the telescope tube. Li Cha's sight immediately began to stick to her face.

"When I succeed to the throne in the future, I have to kill this ethos." Bedrick was obviously a little unhappy.

"Yeah." Lord Lord answered perfunctorily. He felt that this female pastor only looked at her facial features, and at least she could not rank in the top ten in his past experience. But the combination has a very "demon" feeling, especially the matchmaker mole at the corner of the mouth is the finishing touch.

"What are you looking at?" Bedrick squeezed to the side to try to share the telescope tube~www.readwn.com~ draw me, don't move. "Richard's shoulder shook, and Bedrick almost sat on the ground.

This face contrasted sharply with the priest's robe on her body, like a hook, scratching people's hearts. The lord found that it was not only himself, but the guards on the walls were more or less stealing sights, even the most respectable priests. Li Cha watched as she gradually felt sympathy, and she must have worked very hard just buttoning the buttons every day.

"Lord Richard, the line draft is finished, you don't have to keep your posture anymore." The painter kindly reminded.

"Yeah." It took a long time for the Lord Lord to put down the lens barrel reluctantly.

"What did you detect?" Bedrick asked.

Richard wiped the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth to respond: "According to my observations, the Stuarts have been weakened, and we are bound to win the battle against Pompeii."

"Really..." Bedrick's eyes were full of suspicion.