When Hassan the Cursed Wrist and Bedivere were discussing how to get in touch with other Hassan in the quiet room, there was a sudden noise outside the quiet room, and then the door was knocked open.
It's Parcival.
"Mr. Lord of the Mountain, Mr. Bedivere, Arash just told us that there seems to be smoke in another village!" Percival had a cold sweat on his face.
Cursed Wrist Hassan stood up suddenly: "What? Wolf smoke!? What color is it? Which village?"
"Mr. Arash said it's the West Village, red smoke, Bindu has already set off."
Bindu's support was the fastest. In the past, such tasks were left to Bindu, and it was the same this time.
"Leave some people to guard, and we will rush over immediately!" The voice of Hassan the Cursed Wrist can clearly hear the gritted teeth, "The red smoke. That will be ignited when the village is attacked by the Knights of the Round Table!"
The terrain between the mountains and fields is complicated. Even if he is as fast as Bindu, he cannot move forward at the fastest speed. After all, no matter how fast he is, he cannot reach the sky.
According to Arash, the leader of the West Village should be Hassan the Hundred-faced One.
Who exactly attacked the West Village was also discovered by Arash using his clairvoyance.
The red thunder flashing in the West Village has revealed that person's identity - the guerrilla knight, the bottom of the round table, Mordred.
Although he is at the bottom of the round table, no one can underestimate the strength of this knight.
Bindu gritted his teeth, the armor on his body disappeared, and he didn't care about anything else. His speed suddenly increased again, and he rushed towards the direction where the smoke came from.
"I'll stay and guard the safety of the village." Annuo put his hand on the hilt of Bai Chuo's sword and looked at the people standing opposite him.
"I'll stay with you too. If Annuo is alone, the Lion King's army may not be able to completely stop it if it attacks." Bedivere stood beside Annuo and bowed slightly.
"Leonardo da Vinci and Mr. Andersen, please stay together." Fujimaru Ritsuka said while looking at the two casters.
"I understand, you should leave quickly." Da Vinci smiled and nodded, waving his hand. "I have completed the modification of the huge bow and arrow to ensure that you can borrow magic power to continue flying in the air. It will probably take less than half an hour to reach the West Village."
"Thank you, wise man, you have been of great help." Hassan Cursed Wrist breathed a sigh of relief.
If you rely solely on walking, unless you have the ability to travel quickly like Bindu, it will take at least two days to reach the West Village from the East Village. If you really go there by mountain road, then Chaldea and the Curse Hassan and his party arrived at the West Village, and all they saw were probably the ruins ravaged by Mordred.
Maybe we can bring the remaining villagers from West Village to East Village, but
Although it is a bit hard to say, the resources of the East Village are really not enough.
Originally, there were only about 400 people in the East Village. Camilla and Liao Ye escorted 50 people, while Fujimaru Ritsuka and his party sent a full 300 people. In order to take care of everyone's food and water, Even all the Knights of the Round Table had to go together to fetch water. According to Hassan the Cursed Arms' idea, after he settled down a little, he planned to arrange some of the refugees who had escaped to other villages.
There really is no way to accommodate more people in the East Village.
Coupled with other many reasons, Nishinomura must be supported.
So, Arash and Leonardo da Vinci came up with a good idea together.
Probably a good idea?
On the hilltop behind Dongzhi Village, there is a huge bed crossbow. Although it is a bed crossbow, it is called a "huge bow and arrow" by Arash.
This is not the name of this bed crossbow, it's just what Arash likes to call it, and this bed crossbow is indeed huge and scary.
It is estimated that a dozen people can sit on top of the arrows of the bed crossbow, and there are also things for fixing it.
Fujimaru Ritsuka and others boarded the arrows of the bed crossbow one after another, stuck themselves in the slots on the arrows, and then looked down with a blank look on their faces: "Then what?"
"Then?" Arash chuckled, walked forward, hugged the huge bowstring of the bed crossbow with both hands, and then——
A sharp pull!
Such a huge weapon requires dozens of strong adult men and a mechanism that saves a lot of effort to pull it open. However, now, Arash pulls it open. Although it cannot be said that it is easy, but look at his The expression is indeed at ease.
Arash had never shown such power in previous battles.
"This" Mashu looked blankly at Arash's muscular arms, speechless for a moment.
"hey-hey."
After pressing the huge bow string, Arash turned over and stuck himself on the arrow. He waved to Annuo: "Please help me activate the mechanism, brother Annuo."
"Okay." Annuo nodded and walked to the side of the giant bow. There was a lever there. As long as the lever was pulled down, the giant bow would launch the arrow in the preset direction.
"What is this? Are you ready for the first level of the human cannon?" Fujimaru Ritsuka trembled.
There is no protection and no stronger fixing measures. After being launched, it has to stay in the sky for half an hour. Whether it can continue to fly during this period and how far it can fly all depends on the magic output.
Such a journey.
"Haha, senior, just relax, just take the Shinkansen in Japan." Mashu looked at the somewhat panicked Fujimaru Ritsuka and comforted him with a smile, but in fact, he was also beating a drum in his heart.
If this thing really falls, no one in my group can fly.
Roman was a little numb, but this was the only way to quickly help Nishinomura.
"But this has nothing to do with the Shinkansen," Fujimaru Tachiko said halfway.
Click.
Anno pulled the lever.
“It’s different ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
The arrow turned into a meteor in the sky, and with the screams of Fujimaru Ritsuka, it shot towards the direction of Nishinomura.
Annuo looked at the arrows disappearing in the sky and nodded to Bedivere.
"Since the Knights of the Round Table have attacked another village, the East Village may not be able to escape the poisonous hand." Leonardo da Vinci leaned against the wall, looked at Annuo and sighed, "That's why you took the initiative to stay and defend, I said Right?"
Anno glanced at Da Vinci, sighed, and nodded.
"If everyone rushes to help the West Village, then everyone in the East Village..." He shook his head and did not continue, but if he didn't say it out loud, how could the other three people present not understand.
When the time comes, what awaits the East Village will definitely be destroyed.
(End of chapter)
