Looking at Roland keeping them in suspense, the surrounding players all put on expressions that said, "You're the boss, you talk."
Roland didn't give a direct answer but looked not far away, at the female player sitting quietly in a daze, and asked, "Girl, may I ask, what's the name of that resistance?"
"Ah, oh!" Because her mind wasn't here, the female player froze for a moment before reacting. "You can call me Allie, the name of the resistance is Gray Eyes."
"We'll pretend to be Gray Eyes." Roland smiled and looked at the other male players. "Of course, we have to cover our faces."
After a moment's pause, the surrounding players laughed and made noise.
"F * ck, why didn't I think of that? Now we have a good reason to attack. "
"Sure enough, as expected of a spellcaster, a sly old man."
"Damn it, I have a bad feeling that when the other Mage players grow up, we barbarians who only know how to hack and slash will be led by the nose by them!"
Of course, this was just the players joking in admiration.
The male players all realized what it meant, but the female player Allie was still a little confused. "But the Gray Eyes resistance are all dead. If we want to pretend to be them, we have to at least find them. "
Hmm … The surrounding players were a little surprised, and then felt relieved.
It was probably because she was so cute and stupid that she was deceived so badly by that young nobleman.
This time, most of the male players hated her even more. Such a simple and cute girl had been deceived so badly. That noble mayor deserved to die even more.
Roland coughed and said, "There are still four days, and we can't just stay here and do nothing. How about this, how about we do some preliminary work first? "
"Okay, we'll listen to you," a group of male players shouted.
They were all knowledgeable people, and just Roland's suggestion just now proved that this man did have something in his head, so there was no problem listening to him.
Besides, Roland was the strongest Mage at this stage, and it was estimated that no one present was a match for him.
Generally speaking, players believed in the unspoken rule that the fist was bigger in the game, and Roland not only had a big fist, but also seemed 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 to fifty sets of black clothes and black scarves. Also … is there a friend who is good at drawing? Make a topographic map of the city of Mory so that we can make a battle plan. "
"I'll go buy some clothes. I'm pretty good at bargaining. "A handsome archer stood up.
Roland looked at him and said helplessly, "Are you sure you're plain?"
"Don't worry, my anti-tracking skills are very strong, and I also have an unobtrusive Light Concealment Spell. I won't attract any attention," the handsome archer said with a smile.
"I'll go draw the map, then." Another Thief stood up.
Roland counted the number of players present and said with a smile, "As for the rest of you, let's go cut trees together."
"Why are you cutting down trees?" someone asked.
"Make a simple catapult." Roland explained, "Although it will fall apart after two or three uses, it should be effective if it's used to smash the castle gate."
"Okay!" The group of people all stood up.
To be honest, they had been here for four days and were already tired of waiting, and some things were always good to do.
Allie came up, her expression still very melancholy. "So what can I do?"
Roland thought for a moment and said, "How about you write a denunciation of the enemy for the Gray Eyes resistance from the perspective of a victim? I saw the post you wrote on the forum, and the writing should be good. "
"I graduated from the Department of Literature," Allie said lightly, then asked, "Do you want it to be passionate or indignant?"
"Indignant."
Allie tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, then I'll change Luo Binwang's' Denouncing Wu Li '."
Roland, the science student, was speechless — it sounded so high and mighty.
At this time, a laughing male player came over and said, "Roland, you have a denunciation of the enemy and a simple catapult. Are you going to attack head-on?"
"Of course, to vent anger for our own people, we must be aboveboard and domineering," Roland said matter-of-factly.
The laughing male player suddenly felt that Roland's idea was very unique. "But we have to cover our faces, is that considered aboveboard?"
"Telling them aboveboard that we are hiding our identities, that's not contradictory, is it?" “
"You're awesome!" The player gave a thumbs up. "The netizens in the livestream are all saying that you're not only an old sly b * stard, but also a sword peddler!"
Roland was startled. "You're actually livestreaming."
"How refreshing." The player had a "you only know" expression on his face. "I was the first to come, and at the request of the vast number of netizens, I've been livestreaming for four days."
At this time, Roland also received a system message, and when he opened it, he saw that the other members of the F6 guild were @ ing him.
Li Lin: "Come on, show the demeanor that our F6 military advisor should have."
Betta: "Brother Roland is so awesome."
Schuck: "I'm watching the livestream, and it feels so subtle, this is the Roland we don't usually see."
Raffel: "It's a pity I'm too far from Mory, or I'd go join in."
He was actually livestreaming … If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have stuck his neck out.
He had the awkward feeling of having his chuunibyou act up and then being seen by his relatives.
Time passed faster when there was something to do, and four days passed in the blink of an eye. The players who could come had all arrived, and those who couldn't, returned to the city for free halfway.
And in these four days, they used trees and vines to make eight simple catapults.
Roland looked at the map for a while, drew two lines, and then said to the forty or so masked men in black robes around him, "First, wait for the six people of the second group to sneak into the city, then we'll appear in front of the city gate. Seeing how noisy we are, the city gate will definitely be closed, and we'll read the denunciation of the enemy written by Sister Allie together, and then smash the city gate with the catapults.
At this time, the enemy's attention will definitely be drawn to us, and if the noble mayor leaves his castle with troops to come to the city wall to support us, then the second group will sneak into the castle and cause trouble, such as setting fire to his home or something, making him anxious and at a loss for what to do. If the other party stubbornly guards the castle and refuses to come out, the second group will raid the city wall from the rear and help us open the city gate. But I don't think the second plan is very likely. That young nobleman will most likely come to the city wall to see what's going on with us. "
A player asked, "Didn't you say it's open and aboveboard, sending spies in, isn't that too wretched?"
"We're attacking the city openly," Roland said in confusion, spreading his hands.
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