Chapter 16 Fierce Battle
For Antoria,
the Year of the Jackdaw often means a lack of food and a decrease in population, but the people living in this land have long been accustomed to this.
Perhaps it is for this reason that the Antolians have never had any good impressions of the gods.
The gods never saved them, the church never saved him, and from beginning to end, all the Antolians could rely on were themselves.
However,
this year's winter is very different.
The new lord of Antolia brought new vitality to this crowded city and to the people living in the Territory of Thorns.
Especially a few days ago,
when the loads of food slowly drove in from the city gate, the Antolian people felt a sense of security that they had never experienced before.
They had never seen so much food or such a long convoy in their lives.
With these grains,
people no longer have to fight with hounds in search of food in the wild.
They can rely on the strong city walls to defend their homeland from a high position with the weapons in their hands.
It was from that moment that
the name of Leon Jimena, the young viscount of Antolia and the patriarch of the Jimena family, was finally deeply engraved in the minds of all the people in the territory.
It turns out that
weaving trees can really be exchanged for food!
Although the frost and snow never stop in winter, the textile workshops are running almost day and night.
At Leon's request, the territorial residents had already cut down enough raw materials in the Moon Mushroom Forest to supply the textile workshop for an entire winter.
The female textile workers were also motivated by the Andal silver coins. Mrs. Mitchell divided the workers into three shifts, working day and night.
Whenever late night falls, candlelight, which in the past could only be used by aristocratic gentlemen, would cast a dim light in the textile workshop.
Although candles in this era were extremely expensive, the cost was nothing compared to the value that moonlight velvet could create.
In fact, even if he saw the grain that Aaron brought back with his own eyes, Leon still felt unbelievable, but the countless grains and golden escudos were placed in front of him, and he could not tolerate disbelief.
Workers are working diligently in the workshops, recruits are sweating profusely on the training ground, and mercenaries are patrolling the city walls.
The originally difficult Year of the Jackdaw has arrived in peace.
However,
it will not end in peace.
The humans living here are not the primary targets of the hounds.
They will roam the wilds of Antolia, looking for any possible prey.
Until the food in the wild cannot fill their hungry bellies, these ferocious beasts will attack human cities regardless of casualties.
This period of time may be long or short, ranging from dozens of days to three to five days.
This year,
the hound had only three days left for Leon.
Leon stood on the city wall, staring at the black figures gathering at the edge of the forest in the distance, and couldn't help but frown.
Many,
too many.
When countless hounds gather together, they are like a black cloud hanging over Antolia.
Although the scale of this hound migration had long been expected, the actual number far exceeded everyone's expectations.
Even Aaron, who is well-informed, has seen such a large number of dogs for the first time.
"I felt the fluctuation of magic power, an extremely dangerous aura."
Leon said in a deep voice.
During this period of time, he has been concentrating on studying ancient magic in his lord's castle. Although it cannot be said that he has made great progress, his understanding of magic is deeper.
Therefore,
the first time he stood on the city wall,
he noticed the fluctuation of magic power among the hounds not far outside the city.
Leon turned his head and asked Aaron and Todd who were standing next to him: "Are you sure there are no monsters among the dogs? Has there been a similar situation before?" "In recent decades, there has been no such thing
. Never before."
Aaron smiled bitterly and shook his head. The winter sunshine slanted on his face, and a trace of worry flashed across his wrinkled face.
Leon was keenly aware of the meaning in Aaron's words and quickly asked:
"What do you mean?"
"It only appeared once, and there were only fragments of it in the chronicles of the Jimena family, and there was never a detailed description. According to the records, the only useful information is that the Year of the Jackdaw caused heavy casualties to Antolia."
"Warcraft..."
The Warcraft in this world has never had any level division similar to the first to ninth levels. Being able to use magic and being able to use it as magic material after death is the biggest feature of Warcraft in this world.
"Everyone should be very alert. All mercenaries and recruits should go up to the city wall. At the same time, summon all civilians with weapons to patrol the streets!" "In
addition, distribute arrows to every hunter and mercenary. !"
Leon immediately gave the order.
"Yes!"
The plateau hound can even dig the ground and dig graves, and it is natural to climb the city wall.
Their sharp claws can get stuck firmly into the cracks in the bricks on the city wall, and then they can leap onto the city wall with the help of their forelimbs.
The most vulnerable time for them is when they have not yet climbed onto the city wall and are exposed to the wild without any cover.
I saw Leon raising the staff in his hand, silently chanting the spell in his mouth, and for a moment, colorful colors seemed to flash in his pupils.
Eyes of Twilight.
This is the only ancient magic that Leon can apply freely after these days of study.
As for the effect of this spell, it basically turns Leon into a human telescope.
With the waving of the staff,
Leon's sight crossed the solid city wall, swept across the open field, and landed clearly on the gathering of hounds in the distance.
He was looking for the plateau hound who made him feel the magic.
There is a saying in Antolia that a black-naped yellow goose that has lost its head cannot cross the mountains. The general meaning is that to capture the thief first, capture the king.
And as Leon's eyes swept across, he seemed to feel the gaze from afar.
It was an exceptionally tall plateau hound.
Compared with its kind, it had a third eye on its huge forehead, like a surging whirlpool, which caused an inexplicable throbbing in Leon's heart.
finally,
As the midday sun gradually tilted toward the west, there was a commotion among the hounds.
The hound group that was originally entrenched on the edge seemed to have received some kind of guidance in a moment, and rushed towards the wall of the Thorn Territory.
In an instant,
everyone on the city wall felt the tremor of the ground, and immediately noticed the strange movement not far away.
Looking at the swarming black figures, Todd's face was full of determination.
He looked at the soldiers beside him and shouted loudly:
"Fire arrows!!"
Personally, I feel that this plot is a bit delayed. It will end tomorrow. If the pace is slow, I hope everyone will mention it in this chapter
(end of chapter)