Chapter 55
Enemy camp, east side.
"hu hu! " A gust of cloudy wind swept from a distance for no apparent reason, and the candles on the ground were all extinguished in this brief moment.
The magic array that originally shining scarlet rays of light has also dimmed.
Immediately.
The wizard Pratt, standing in the middle of the altar, took his hand out of the girl's chest, holding the squeezed heart in his hand.
He shook the flesh and blood residue on his hand: "Water."
Princess Kulisi came up with a silver basin full of water.
Pratt put his hands in the water and started washing.
Kulisi asked: "Master Wizard, how is everything going well?"
She just saw the wizard Pratt frowning while casting the spell, and she was very angry. Expressions.
Pratt lightly snorted said: "I met a bold little apprentice, believe oneself infallible, dare to obstruct my spell!"
Kulisi frowned slightly: " Then..."
Pratt shook his hand and said nonchalantly: "That kind of rubbish is not worthy of being my opponent. The human earl has already taken care of it, and you can attack at any time."
Kulisi's eyebrows loosened, and there was a touch of joy on her face.
The generals around here are also overjoyed.
"haha! Very good!"
"Without Croya, the rest are wine skin and rice bags. Who else can stop us!"
"Destroy the Twilight Fortress and kill the Hiranians!"
Pratt took Kulisi into his arms, and said with a smile: "My little beauty, how can you thank me? "
"Um..."
Kulisi uttered a spring-filled murmur, and deliberately asked in a provocative tone: "Then...big... .My lord, you...want to...how do you want to thank you for Kulisi..."
"haha!"
Pratt pressed Kulisi on the altar next to him , Open the skirt...
The Knights onlookers bowed their heads and withdrew wittily.
"My lord, your highness, we will go to siege the city."
"Um...Go...Go..."
...
The Twilight Fortress.
"clang! clang! clang!" The sound of the alarm bell rang, and the soldiers rushed to and fro, and the entire fortress was in chaos.
"The enemy has begun to form, where is Lord Earl? Where are the Knights?"
" Lord Earl is injured, Lord Wizard is still treating."
"Then what shall we do? Who will command, the enemy is about to fight in!"
In the Conference Hall, the door was locked, and the Knights stared at the conference table in front of them with dark faces.
On the conference table, Earl Croya was stripped of clothes and laid flat on it. In the big hole in his chest, there were black leaves, strange flowers, animal bones and so on.
Heath stood at the conference table, with one hand flat on the earl's chest, and chanting an obscure incantion in his mouth.
He is still making his final efforts, trying to'resurrect' Earl Croya.
The wizard’s understanding of life forms is different from that of mortals. Injuries like this are obviously dead in the eyes of mortals, but in the wizard, as long as the soul is not damaged, there is a probability of being resurrected.
When learning life sciences, every wizard has learned'resurrection', and most of the healing spells in the world use this as the core principle.
Incantation continued to chant, and the substances in the earl's chest began to slowly melt into a pool of flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood inside seemed to have begun to grow again.
It didn't take long for the mass of matter to suddenly expand outward, and then collapsed with a sound of "porphyry".
Heath frowned: It failed.
Although such a "resurrection" is not a particularly high-end spell in the wizard world, it is far from being able to be used by an apprentice.
A Knight came up and asked nervously: "Master wizard, Lord Earl..."
Heath shook his head: "Sorry, I have done my best. ."
Everyone's faces suddenly sank.
At this moment, Heath suddenly heard the clutter of footsteps and the ringing of bells outside.
He couldn't help asking: "What's wrong outside? Why is it so noisy?"
He has been focusing on casting spells just now.
Knight said with a bitter smile: "The enemy is about to attack us, my lord."
Heath was taken aback, with a look of astonishment: So are you still here?
About seeing Heath's face, the Knights' eyes became dodging, and they looked very embarrassed.
In the end, the previous Knight said bitterly: "My lord, no one here except the earl is sure to win this war."
Knight of this World was the main energy before he was sent out. They are all focused on improving their strength, and most of them will slowly learn after they have their own Fiefdom.
Heath frowned: "Where are the reinforcements? Where are they?"
Before the war began, the earl summoned vassals from various places to come over. Those viscounts and Baron were long A veteran on the battlefield, Heath didn't believe that anyone who could play could not be pulled out.
Knight said with a bitter smile: "Still on the road."
paused, he explained: "And according to the current situation, I am afraid they will only be on the road all the time. It's..."
There are eye lines from every nobleman in the fortress, and the attack by ten thousand troops has been passed back long ago.
Everyone is rushing forward to pick up cheap things, who will go to die?
When the earl was there, everyone would wait and see. Now that the earl is dead, these shrewd nobles will go one step further and then what the fuck.
Heath frowned: What about now?
Can you only flash people?
The role of the commander in the army is self-evident, and the effect of reasonable command and deployment has been fully demonstrated in previous battles.
An army can't have no generals. No one is in command now, and it's a shame.
Failure seems to be a foregone conclusion.
But...
I am really unwilling!
Judging from the extraction results of the previous two days, it has fully demonstrated that Heath's previous judgment was not wrong, and it was really helpful to his strength under the millstone of war.
Knight innate talent has reached the advanced level in one fell swoop, and the wizard innate talent has also reached the top middle level. Not to mention the growth of other attributes and spells.
It’s not an exaggeration to say that the previous two days are at least as good as his achievements for several months and half a year.
Finally, I feel the rocket upgrade. This is cool. I'm going back suddenly. This is indeed not easy to accept.
You know, Heath still counts on full of his Knight innate talent in this war.
But what about the commander...
Is there really no one to command?
Then what if...
Suddenly, a weird idea came into Heath's mind, one that completely deviated from his duty.
But for the sake of that full of attributes, this idea has intensified.
So, he put a hand on the earl's body.
Because it was not clear whether the extraction will affect the resurrection, Heath did not extract the Earl Croya just now.
Since the resurrection has failed now, naturally there is nothing to worry about.
A light thought in his heart: extraction.
"Drip, extraction is successful, and harvest "Machiavelli Art of War"."
"Dip, extraction is successful, harvest "Silo Armament Discussion"."
"Drip, extraction is successful, and get "Battlefield Command"."
"Drip, extraction is successful, Knight innate talent +1."
"Dip, extraction is successful, strength + 0.03."
"Drip, extraction is successful, and obtain "White Horse Sword Technique"."
"Dip, extraction is successful, and obtain "White Horse Secret Technique"."
It was like something reminding Heath in the dark, and the results extracted this time were unusually large.
I have almost picked up what Earl Croya has learned all his life.
Large sections of unfamiliar messages flooded into Heath's mind, causing him to close his eyes unconsciously.
After a while, the swelling mind relieved.
He opened his eyes again, and at this moment, there was indeed a sharp rays of light flashing in his eyes.
There is some calmness, some pride, and some desire.
The desire for war.
Inexplicably, the Knights in the hall suddenly felt that in this moment, the wizard had become a little different.
"crash-bang!" The sound of the robe hunting and dancing.
When everyone was surprised, everyone saw that the wizard suddenly took off his cloak, and didn't know where he took out a black cross sword and held it in his hand.
Immediately, he turned his head and said astonishingly to the group of Knights: "Get me a pair of armor."
"This battle, I will fight!"