Silver helmet mountain fortress, a forest outside Bain camp, late at night.
The silver hook tilts to the West. Through the shade of the trees, you can vaguely see the white barrier under the night in the distance and the siege position behind you. The increasingly cold weather also makes people sober.
Leaning against the tree trunk behind him, Loren is completely a standard "night watchman" at the moment; Behind him, Lucian skillfully lurked in the grass, wary of the surrounding movement.
Although the incident happened suddenly, the response of the dwarf people in yinhelmet mountain was still very rapid - it was visible to the naked eye that there were hurried light spots on the city wall and sentry tower. Under the six giant lighthouses, the whole fort was like day.
On the hillside not far away, you can also see several large and small open and secret outposts, not only the fortress itself, but also the range of vision almost blocks the mountain, which will be found as soon as you get close.
Loren can be sure that as long as the three of them get close to the monitoring area of the sentry tower, these "trench full" dwarves will drown themselves with stone cannons and heavy crossbows at no cost, just like during the day.
In short, it is impossible to get close to the silver helmet mountain and even sneak into the front without causing confusion or distracting the other party''s attention.
Of course, there is another kind of sneaking in the world, which is called "if everyone is killed by me, no one knows I''m sneaking in"
Although the ghost beast is a little, it''s also a way - but if it''s really like that, it''s better to directly order the siege. Why bother to sneak in?
In the dark shade of the trees, after carefully determining that there were no patrol soldiers around, Boris mihalo turned and walked to Lauren and Lucien.
"It seems that the garrison of silver helmet mountain has entered the alert state, and no patrol will come out." as he said, the dwarf didn''t forget to look back and say in a solemn and cautious voice: "Duke Byrne, your plan in the daytime has worked, and they seem to really think you''re going to attack the city."
"But that''s just now. In two days at most, they can break through this cover." Lauren looked at him faintly: "we have to find a way to enter the fortress before that."
"So, Mr. Boris mihalo - you''d better make sure that it won''t take us more than two days to find that tunnel and then cross the whole tunnel into the fortress."
"I can guarantee this." the dwarf nodded solemnly: "I have walked that tunnel countless times, and even the map has been memorized by me; I clearly remember every turn, every trap and every collapse."
"If everything goes well, you can stand on the floor of the silver helmet mountain fortress at noon tomorrow."
Lauren tugged at the corner of his mouth and was noncommittal about the answer.
"Of course, it may not be so smooth - there are many guys in the tunnel, just like the shacks outside your imperial castle and the civilian caves in big cities."
The dwarf''s eyes flickered and his expression was very dignified: "these are what we call ''exiles''. Most of them are slave workers or criminals with debts. In order to avoid punishment, they fled into the mine and lived by looking for garbage and supplies left by miners in the past."
"If you don''t provoke these guys, he won''t provoke you. Just ignore them and don''t worry about snitching - no one will believe them, because they are prisoners who owe and commit crimes without paying a price, which is worse than slaves."
"Wait," said Lucian suddenly, "Mr. paulis, you just said you memorized all the maps?"
"Well, what''s the matter?"
Loren couldn''t help turning his head and glancing at the gray pupil boy beside him.
"In that case, you just need to draw the map for us?" Lucian scratched his head and asked in great confusion, "why do you have to go in with us?"
The dwarf silently turned back, and his indifferent expression made Lucian vigilantly press and hold the hilt of the sword around his waist.
"First of all, the underground tunnel of yinhelmet mountain is more complex than you can imagine. You can''t go out with a map alone." Boris mihalo snorted:
"Secondly, if I don''t come with you, how can Lord Byrne believe the map I drew and won''t keep him in any trap?"
"Your Duke doesn''t trust me, so all 19 of my men are hostages in your barracks - can you understand that, your Excellency the Duke guard?"
Lucian''s face was stiff and his expression was very embarrassed.
"I never said I didn''t believe you, sir Boris mihalo." Lauren raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "your brothers are not my prisoners, but guests."
"I assure you in my personality that they will not be hurt even if I have any accidents - this is not the promise of Duke Byrne, but the promise of Loren Turin. I am very serious!"
The dwarf snorted coldly, turned his head with a straight face, and obviously despised such words:
"Follow me."
The voice of short and powerful words fell down, made a gesture to the two people behind them, and moved forward slowly in the grass.
The corners of his mouth slightly aroused a trace of helplessness, followed by the black haired wizard; With a nervous face, Lucian didn''t forget to look around, and then carefully followed up.
After having Boris, the "insider", the process of crossing the dwarf sentry blockade became extremely easy, even simpler than Loren imagined. He didn''t even have to lie on his stomach. It was like going out for a walk at night.
Boris, who walked in front, stopped, turned, slowed down, and trotted... Without any hesitation, his eyes were not even on those sentries, and he focused on the front all the way.
The grey pupil boy who followed him spent the whole process in panic. He passed through the monitoring area in front of the sentries several times in a row, and "passed by" the sentries who turned back without a mistake.
Boris mikhailo... It seems that there are still many secrets on his royal highness, the flag officer of the silver helmet mountain dwarf.
Walking behind, Loren stared at the dwarf''s back without saying a word. His dark pupils were also observing the surrounding terrain, using the fortress and siege camp behind him as the coordinate axis to infer his current position.
After stopping and walking all the way, seven turns and eight turns, Loren and Lucian, who followed the dwarves, finally came to the foot of a very remote mountain near the silver helmet mountain, and a dark cave half trapped in the ground appeared in front of them.
Lucian took the initiative to come forward, looked like a glance, took out the fluorite lamp he carried, looked inside, and looked back very unsure:
"Here it is?"
The dwarf shook his head and his expression was still military Indifference: "this is just a naturally formed cave. It should be formed when the support of a mine collapsed."
"Collapsed?" the grey pupil boy''s expression changed slightly: "doesn''t that mean it may collapse at any time?"
"Yes, but this is also the only entrance." the dwarf turned his head and turned his eyes coldly behind him: "maybe as soon as we go in, it will collapse; at that time, even if we are not buried alive, we can''t return the same way."
"So what do you say, your excellency?"
In the silent jungle at midnight, Loren slowly raised his head and looked at the vigilant gray pupil boy: "Lucian, are you afraid?"
"Of course not, it''s just another Dragon King City." taking a deep breath, Ruth enqiang showed an indifferent expression with spirit:
"If I could take Isaac away from niederhogg, silver helmet mountain with you... It would be no different."
Thinking of Isaac, the black haired wizard couldn''t help lifting the corners of his mouth.
That megalomaniac... Is still falling in love with Lina desallion like a real life winner now?
"Well, it seems that we have reached a consensus." he got up with a smile, and Loren patted the dust on his body. "Then let''s pray to our respective beliefs and let them protect us from dying in it!"
Just as the three people were silently preparing to go down, a voice suddenly sounded from behind them. It was cold like a dusty sword, and every word was murderous.
"Faith, Loren Turin... I didn''t know you had faith?"