Mages Are Too OP

In the small castle of Mori City, the city owner Betel is celebrating.

The gray-eyed organization was wiped out, and the immortal female monster disappeared for more than ten days. Most of them were afraid of being killed and left.

The two confidants were all gone at once, and now Betel felt that life had never been so easy and happy.

A group of subordinates came to toast him flatteringly, and some minor nobles in the city also came to express their closeness at the right time.

Wade, who has the best relationship with him, held the wine glass and said regretfully: "It's a pity that you let that woman named Ellie go. She is immortal and beautiful. There can be many It's a way of playing. If you don't want it, you should send it to me."

"You can't control her." Betel recalled the special feelings Ellie had brought to him during this period of time, and then smiled contemptuously: "Although that woman is stupid and stupid, and she is not good at frontal combat, But it's arrogant. It's completely different from any woman you've met before. If she's willing to be a little weaker, I don't mind making her a real lady of the city."

Wade was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "I'm tired of hearing what you've said to so many women."

"Really, that woman is different. She doesn't seem to be interested in things like wealth. What she likes more is just a style of life." Betel said regretfully: "And she behaves when she is happy. Different from ordinary women, she is charming but not vulgar, and she is proactive but does not give people the feeling of dust. This is the first time I have met such a woman, but her personality is too arrogant and difficult to control. "

After listening to Wade, he said, "I'm more interested when you say that."

"There should be more than one woman in the Son of Gold. In the future, we will go to other cities to find it and deceive one or two more. I hope all the women of the Son of Gold are as stupid as Ellie."

Thinking of some indescribable scene, the two laughed at the same time.

Just when the two finished laughing and were about to chat with others, they heard a strange muffled sound coming from the east. Even the lively banquet hall could not completely cover up the sound.

All of a sudden, the banquet was much quieter, only the sound of musical instruments playing.

Then there was another muffled sound, and now many people could hear it clearly. It was the sound of heavy objects being thrown from the sky and hitting something.

Most of the guests looked puzzled and didn't know what happened, but a few people's expressions became very strange, they had heard this or similar sounds.

A bad feeling swirled in their hearts.

This also includes Betel.

He raised his hand and the musicians all stopped.

Then the third muffled sound came from a distance, this time it was very clear.

"Giant sling!"

Betel's expression became gloomy uncontrollably, who dared to attack his city with siege equipment at this time.

When he was about to go out, a soldier rushed in in a panic, and said with a horrified expression: "The city lord is not good, the gray-eyed people are back, this time they brought several trebuchets and are attacking our city. Door."

"It's impossible!" Betel roared: "Grey Eye has been wiped out by us."

The soldier said, "But that's what they called outside the city."

"How many people are there?" Betel asked angrily.

"At least fifty," the soldier replied in a low voice.

When Betel heard this, he directly kicked the soldier to the ground and roared, "Fifty people? Your city guards have at least 500 people. This is not considered a reserve, so you dare not kill them?"

"We have already tried. We sent 200 people out before, and the result..." The soldier lowered his head: "Like an adult cleaning up a child, the battle was over in less than ten minutes. More than 100 people on our side died, and the remaining The next one was also taken prisoner. And the fifty people, nothing happened, they are all professionals."

"It's impossible!" Betel slammed the cup in his hand heavily on the ground, and the clanging sound was extremely harsh in the quiet banquet hall: "Even in Wangcheng, if you want to gather fifty powerful professionals to come out There are some difficulties, we are in a remote area, let alone fifty professionals, it is quite remarkable to be able to gather twenty. The gray-eyed rebels have already been severely damaged, and fifty people can’t make it, let alone fifty professional."

The soldier bowed his head and dared not speak.

Wade next to him walked to Betel and said, "Now is not the time to be sulking with a soldier. Let's take the soldier over to see the situation."

Betel took a deep breath and showed an ugly smile to the surrounding guests: "I'm sorry, I've let everyone down. The banquet is over, all of you, please go back first."

The guests disappeared very quickly, and it felt like they were running away.

And Betel took the remaining 400 elite guards in the castle and set off towards the city wall.

Just when he left the castle with the soldiers, six players with extremely inconspicuous appearance appeared near the castle. Although they were scattered in different directions of the castle, they almost invariably showed wretched smiles.

When Betel brought the army to the bottom of the city wall, he happened to see a huge stone falling from the air and hitting the city wall directly.

In the screams, two soldiers were smashed into flesh on the spot, and five or six soldiers were injured by splashing gravel, with varying degrees of severity.

"The archer and I went to the city wall, and the others stayed near the city gate to defend."

Betel shouted and trotted directly from the aisle to the city wall.

At this time, the city wall has been hit by four boulders. Although it looks miserable, there are broken stones and broken bricks everywhere, and even the wall has collapsed, but the actual impact is not great.

Betel ran to the battlement and saw in the distance ahead, there were about thirty masked men in black robes standing in a small square. Next to the small phalanx, there are many corpses of the city guards.

Behind the phalanx, more than 20 people in black robes were playing with three trebuchets, and several strong people in black robes were working together to place huge boulders on the trebuchets.

Although these black-robed people all covered their faces, their exposed eyes all had a playful expression, and there was also a very restrained arrogance in them.

Such arrogance is familiar to him, and Ellie's eyes also contain it.

He took a deep breath and had a bad idea in his heart, and then he saw a familiar person come out from the back of the trebuchet.

It's Allie.

The trebuchets stopped.

Ellie held a piece of parchment in her hand and looked at Betel from a distance with a mocking expression on her face.

The player in charge of the live broadcast jumped up and down, and kept taking close-up shots of the two of them.

A player added 'Amplification' to Ellie, and Roland added 'No Obstruction' to her.

Ellie looked at Betel quietly, with a little nostalgia in her eyes, and then showed a determined look, and read aloud: "The Betel, the master of Mori City, has a cold and thin nature, the ground is cold, and the past is full of heights. Inside, Chen, who once served as a servant in the future..."

Gauri is the big guy who wants to take action on Ellie.

Ellie's pretty female voice resounded throughout the city under the effect of amplification.

Due to the relationship of 'unobstructed communication', everyone can understand these classical Chinese, listening to and listening, everyone's eyes are a little erratic, and they dare not look at Betel.

Because the scolding was too harsh, without a single dirty word, under the effect of 'unobstructed communication', all the people in the city heard that Ellie used an authentic ancient aristocratic tone, telling Betel's burning, killing, looting and looting. , with his own story of flattering the big man Gao Li, the degree of filth is completely beyond the imagination of the citizens, and more importantly, Ellie also said that he and Gao Li colluded, suspected of performing demon sacrifices, turning the neighborhood into a demon paradise The suspects, anyway, all the charges that can be put on him, and finally he roared.

"Just ask who is in the world today!"

However, what the NPCs heard was: God, is this Mori city still the land of our humans? Is it the paradise you are looking at?

Whether it is soldiers or citizens, when they hear this beautiful and indignant letter to the enemy, they all feel something.

In particular, the morale of the soldiers has dropped a lot.

Betel had never heard anyone dare to scold him so viciously, or even frame him. He has always been the only one who framed people, but today he was framed by others, and he was still the stupid woman in his eyes. This stimulation was not ordinary.

He trembled with anger, his face turned pale, and finally roared, "shoot arrows, shoot arrows for me, shoot them to death."

A wave of arrows was thrown high from the city wall, and then scattered in front of the black robe square.

Players have long estimated the range of the enemy's bow and arrow, so they will not fool into the enemy's attack range.

After reading "Beit Betel" with anger, Ellie felt a burst of relief in her body, and then the players who were playing with the simple trebuchet began to act again.

Betel gritted his teeth and roared: "Move our trebuchets to the city wall too."

"That will take time, City Lord."

Trebuchets are generally quite large and take time to disassemble and assemble.

"Damn... Those black robes must be all sons of gold." Betel is also a professional, a sharp swordsman, and his eyesight is much better than ordinary people.

"Their trebuchets are very poor, and they will all be scrapped if they are used a few more times." Betel punched the wall stack and roared, "As long as all their trebuchets are damaged, it is time for us to fight back. "

Betel took a long sigh of relief and calmed down, thinking that he still had a good chance of winning.

The arguing against the enemy just now had a big impact on him. For the nobles, the lethality of this kind of language is sometimes far more terrifying than the sword.

Because it will directly damage the glory of a family.

He took a deep breath, and he was about to calm down completely, but at this moment someone suddenly shouted: "My God, there is the castle, the city owner, the castle is on fire, it's on fire!"

Betel turned around and saw that the castle in the distance was shrouded in black smoke, and he could vaguely see the 'fire dragon' appearing and disappearing in the black smoke.

Half a second later, in Betel's head, a 'string' called rationality collapsed,

broken!