Chapter 370
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There was a vast territory in the north of the commercial district.
The territory was surrounded by soldiers. It was the headquarters of the military region of the outer wall. There was a magnificent castle in the depths of the territory. There were seven or eight figures dressed in military uniforms in front of a sand table in a spacious hall. They were wearing medals on their shoulders. All of them were engraved with Goddess Silvia's head. Some had one medal while others had five.
"The golden wall can't be held. More than ten batches of soldiers have been replaced due to the continuous rainstorm. All of them are seriously ill. Although the medical department has treated them in time but they have just recovered from the illness. Their role in the war is less than that of a civilian farmer!"
A white-bearded old man wearing five golden medals said: "These damn barbarians are more cunning than we thought. The reinforcement notice from the inner wall has been passed down but no one has come. I'm afraid that we can't count on them until the critical moment."
"Hmph!" Another middle-aged man said: "It's too late to establish a second line of defense! I've said before that we should fight in small groups outside the Red Maple Mountains. Once we enter the Golden Wall, it's our territory. We've trained our soldiers there and we're familiar with the terrain. But you gave up this great opportunity and stayed in front of the Golden Wall. You thought that you wouldn't be afraid of the barbarians just because you have the Heavenly Cannon. The Divine Fire Cannon is useless, it's useless in the face of a storm! "
"Alright."
Another blond middle-aged man frowned: "What's the use of arguing about these things? The most important thing is to come up with a response as soon as possible. The situation is so disadvantageous. Auburn is a god but he won't be able to play a big role. The barbarians took advantage of the rainstorm to attack. They must know about the existence of the cannons. Moreover they are very familiar with the weaknesses of the cannons. There is a possibility that there is a traitor in the military. We must investigate this matter as soon as possible. Otherwise our strategy will be sold to the barbarians!"
"It's not only the military who knows about the existence and weaknesses of the cannons. Some people in the 'Temple of Elements' and the Inferno family of the dark church also know about it. But they won't do such a stupid thing. After all they are the biggest suspects." Another man said.
"Listening to you, are you suspecting the architect called Dean?" The person next to him asked.
"Him? But this man was a civilian before. Later he was selected by the Mellon consortium as a scavenger. He accidentally got magic marks and became a hunter. Later he was imprisoned. After he was bailed out by the nobles, he joined the nobles and showed his talent as an architect. He has no background and no connections. How could he know about our artillery? "The man said in a disdainful tone.
The blond middle-aged man frowned: "It's hard to find out who the traitor is. The situation in the front line is urgent. We don't know when the barbarians will break through. We have to seize the time and establish the second line of defense. Didn't we send people to the inner wall? Why haven't we received any news yet? It's only half a day's journey from here to the inner wall. If they send people then it would only take them a few hours to reach the battlefield. Even if they send the army it would only take them half a day to arrive. We have notified them as soon as the war broke out. How come they haven't arrived yet?"
The white-bearded old man's face was gloomy: "We don't need to count on the inner wall for the time being. They won't stand by but they won't easily make a move. We should rely on ourselves to delay the battle. The river is more than four hundred meters wide and its depth is unfathomable. There are aquatic monsters in the river. Even if they have giant frogs it will be useless. The only problem now is to repair the barrier as soon as possible. Once we retreat from the golden wall, the barbarians will take advantage of the situation to pursue us. If they don't attack the commercial district from the river but invade the civilian district from the side then the situation will be very bad!"
"How about we divide a part of the army to guard the boundary wall of the civilian district?" Another man suggested.
"It's difficult!" Another middle-aged man sighed, "The height of the boundary wall is not as high as the golden wall, and its width is also weak. It can only accommodate a limited number of soldiers. It can't stop the barbarians from attacking. The only way is to lead the civilians into the commercial district …"
"No!" The blonde middle-aged man flatly said: "The situation is chaotic. It's very difficult to get through the people in the commercial district. We can't afford the responsibility if we introduce the civilians into the commercial district."
The others looked at each other and sighed.
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Another day passed in the blink of an eye.
It was the fourth day of the war.
Dean was sitting in a spacious hall in the castle. There were several shelves with wooden swords, knight's spears and other weapons. It was a special exercise room for noble ladies and sons to avoid being tanned by the sun.
At that moment, in the room, two small figures were wielding wooden swords and slashing at each other. The sounds of wooden swords clashing rang out.
Dean was quietly sitting next to her, holding a book and tapping his legs. He looked up from time to time and took a sip of tea. He was very comfortable.
Plop.
Suddenly one of the petite figures couldn't stand and fell to the ground.
"Sister." The taller figure hurriedly sheathed his sword and stepped forward to support her. It was Gabriel and her sister.
Dean looked up: "Let her get up by herself."
Gabriel turned to look at Dean. His face was complex, but he continued to stretch out his hand to the girl: "Come, sister, get up."
The little girl turned her head and looked at Dudian. She shook her head and climbed up. She grinned at Gabriel. "Brother, I'm fine. Let's continue!"
Gabriel was relieved. She suddenly thought of something. She turned to Dean and bowed ninety degrees: "Master, I'm sorry, I …"
Dean's expression was very calm. There was no trace of anger. He slowly said: "Since you want to protect her, please protect her for a lifetime. Otherwise, if you give up halfway, you will harm her. Do you understand?"
Gabriel's heart tightened, and he lowered his head even more. "I understand."
Dean nodded: "Since you know then from tomorrow on you will train with Nicholas. He won't be modest."
Gabriel's face changed as he bit his lower lip: "Yes."
"Young Master!" Artemis took two steps forward, her pink little face was a little tearful.
Dean glanced at her: "If you didn't fall, your brother wouldn't have helped you. So, you don't have to beg me. You should beg yourself. Do your best."
"But, but …"
"Shut up and continue to practice." Dean said in a cold voice.
Gabriel turned to help Artemis: "Sister, let's continue. Don't worry."
"Yes, brother." Artemis choked with sobs.
Knock.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Dean said.
The door was pushed open. Kroen was wearing a black suit but one of the sleeves was empty. He respectfully said: "Master, the letter you have been waiting for has arrived."
Dean nodded and put down the book in his hand. He got up and looked at Gabriel and Artemis: "Don't stop without my permission. Patience is the key to success. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Young Master," Gabriel replied.
Dean turned and left.
Kroen kept the etiquette of an aristocratic butler. He bowed his head respectfully and waited for Dudian to pass by him. He glanced at the book that Dudian had placed on the table. There were four words engraved on the cover: Peace and War.
He retracted his gaze, followed Dean's footsteps, and left the room. He closed the door gently without making a sound.
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