Mages Are Too OP

Looking at Roland's appearance, the surrounding players all put on the expression of "you are the boss, you talk".

Roland didn't give the answer directly, but looked at the female player who was sitting in a daze not far away, and asked, "Sister, ask, what's the name of that rebel army?"

"Ah, oh!" Because her mind was not here, the female player was stunned for a moment before she reacted: "You can call me Ellie, the rebel's name is Grey Eyes."

"We pretend to be gray eyes." Roland smiled and looked at the other male players: "Of course, we have to cover our faces."

After being stunned for a moment, the surrounding players burst into laughter.

‘Damn, why didn’t I think of this trick? Now the teacher is famous. ’

‘As expected, he is a magician, he is an old man. ’

'Damn, I have a bad premonition, when other magician players grow up, we barbarians who can only chop chop chop, will they be led by their noses! ’

Of course, this is just a joke that players admire.

The male players all realized what they meant, but the female player Ellie was still a little confused: "But the gray-eyed rebels are dead. If we want to impersonate, at least we have to find their people."

Hmm... The players around were a little surprised, and then felt relieved.

It is estimated that it is because he is so cute and stupid that he was deceived so badly by that young noble.

This time, most male players hated it even more. Such a simple and lovely girl was deceived so badly. That noble city lord deserved to die even more.

Roland coughed and said, "There are still four days left. It's nothing if we just stay here and do nothing. Otherwise, how about we do some preliminary work first?"

"Okay, listen to you." A group of male players shouted.

They are all people who know goods. Just a suggestion from Roland just now proves that there is indeed something in this person's head, and there is no problem with listening to him.

Besides, Roland is still the strongest mage at this stage, and it is estimated that no one is his opponent on the scene.

Generally speaking, players believe in the unspoken rule of speaking with big fists in the game, and Roland not only has big fists, but also seems to have a good IQ.

Roland took out two gold coins: "Find a few plain-looking friends who are good at bargaining, and go to the city to buy forty or fifty sets of black clothes and black scarves. Also... Do you have any friends who are good at drawing and map the topography of Mori City? Get a copy of the map so we can make a battle plan."

"I'll go buy clothes. I'm good at bargaining." A handsome archer stood up.

Roland looked at him and said helplessly, "Are you sure you look ordinary?"

"Don't worry, my anti-tracking technology is very strong, and I also have an inconspicuous shading technique, which won't attract the attention of those who are interested." The handsome archer smiled.

"Then let me draw a map." Another player who looked like a thief stood up.

Roland counted the number of players present and smiled: "As for the others, let's go fell trees together."

"What are the trees for?" someone asked.

"Make a simple trebuchet." Roland explained, "Although it will fall apart after only two or three uses, it should be able to smash the gate of the castle."

"Okay!" A group of people stood up.

Seriously, they've been here for four days and they're getting tired of it, and it's always good to do something.

Ellie came up, her expression still very melancholy: "Then what can I do?"

Roland thought about it for a while and said, "How about you, from the point of view of a victim, write an essay on behalf of the Grey-Eyed Rebel Army? I think the post you wrote on the forum should be good."

"I graduated from the Department of Literature." Ellie said lightly, and then asked again, "Do you want to be excited or sad?"

"Sad and angry."

Ellie thought about it for a while, and said, "Okay, then I'll change King Luo Bin's "Dealing with Wu Zhao"."

Roland, a science student, was speechless for a while, sounding so tall.

At this time, a smiling male player came by and said, "Roland, you are again chasing the enemy, and you are also a simple trebuchet. Do you want to attack directly?"

"Of course, to vent your anger on your own people, you must be open and aboveboard, and you must be domineering." Roland said as a matter of course.

The laughing male player suddenly felt that Roland's idea was very unique: "But we have to cover our faces, is this considered fair?"

"It's not contradictory to tell them openly that we are hiding our identities."

"You cow!" The player gave a thumbs up: "The netizens in the live broadcast room are saying that you are not only an old man, but also a sword seller!"

Roland was taken aback: "You are actually broadcasting live."

"How fresh." This player has an expression that you only know about: "I was the first to come, and at the request of the majority of netizens, it has been live broadcast for four days."

At this time, Roland also received a system message, opened it and saw that it was other people in the F6 guild who were @himself.

Li Lin: Come on, show the style that our F6 military division should have.

Beta: Brother Roland is amazing.

Shuke: I'm watching the live broadcast, and it feels so subtle. This is Roland that we don't usually see.

Raphael: It's a pity that I'm too far away from Morrie City, otherwise I'll go to the trouble.

It's actually on live broadcast... I wouldn't make a mess before I knew it.

There is a feeling of embarrassment that I have a secondary illness in myself and then be seen by my relatives.

After there is something to do, time will pass faster, and the four days will pass in a blink of an eye. All the players who can come will arrive, and those who cannot come will return to the city for free most of the way.

In the past four days, they used trees and rattan to make eight simple trebuchets.

The clothes and the map were already prepared. Roland looked at the map for a while, drew two lines, and then said to the more than forty people around him who covered their faces in black robes: "Wait for the second group of six to sneak into the city first. , and then we appeared in front of the city gate. Seeing our banging appearance, the city gate must be closed. We read the words written by Sister Ellie to ask the enemy, and then the trebuchet smashed the city gate.

At this time, the enemy's attention will definitely be attracted to us. If the noble city lord leaves his castle and comes to the city wall to support him, then the second group will sneak into the castle to make trouble, such as setting fire to the house or something, making him anxious , at a loss. If the opponent cannot get out of the castle, the second group will raid the city wall at the rear and help us open the city gate. But I think the second plan is unlikely. That young nobleman will probably come to the city wall to see what our situation is. "

A player asked: "Isn't it fair and honest, it's too vulgar for this spy to go in."

"We have an open and honest attack on the city." Roland spread his hands and said puzzled.

PS: I wrote it until nearly two in the morning. It was so hard, my eyes were full, and I felt that I had not written it well. But still want some tickets.