In July, Mushilong was extremely hot, and the vicious sunlight illuminated the land. The strong wind blew outside Mushilong City, and the air was filled with a fiery breath. Under the high temperature, the troops stationed here also felt very irritable. The wood elves retreated into the nearby forest to escape the summer heat. The dwarves set up camps in the shaded area, drinking, bragging, and flirting together, and gambling.

As for the human camp, it was built not far from Musilon Castle. The tents formed a magnificent landscape. The human soldiers were sweating profusely and patrolled back and forth, while the knights gathered together in groups of three or three to discuss the recent war and the dilemma of war.

The big tent belonging to Ryan is naturally very spacious. The lake god witch Mogianna keeps her word. She led the Lake god prophets to make a larger and more luxurious tent for Ryan. And she has not collected Ryan's money yet. Now Ryan lives in a 5x7 tent.

The big tent is divided into an outer room and an inner room. With the help of Teresa, the floor-standing air conditioner that uses magic power was installed. Ryan also thought it was too hot outside, so he also nestled in the tent to blow the air conditioner and drink cold drinks.

After a week of fierce attacks, the weather was hot and the army was exhausted, Ryan had to order a rest. He sent a scout to re-examine the terrain and landforms near Musilon, and temporarily remained silent and waited for the message.

In the inner room, the air conditioner was airing and cold air was blowing. Ryan leaned leisurely on the chair and tasted the cold orange juice. He let out a breath and brought the irritability of the current unfavorable battle to his mind. He knew that it was useless to be anxious now. Strong attacks were considered undesirable. At this time, there was no gain in force except for losing the army in vain. In such a hot season, soldiers often became prone to dehydration and fatigue after fighting for about three hours. This army has been fighting with Ryan for several months, and Ryan also felt that it could not be too forced.

"Huh~ I like this~" Veronica was wearing a white sand coral ice icy cloud low-cut hip-pack skirt. Since there were no outsiders in the room, the dress was quite bold. The skirt was short to twenty centimeters on the knees. A pair of delicate long legs rarely wore stockings. A pair of beautiful nails were painted with red nail polish and swaying in front of Ryan's eyes. She looked sweet. The witch Jialan with a tiny red face was holding a glass of iced plum juice in her hand, blowing the air conditioner, leaning against a leisure chair that could tilt back, enjoying the afternoon leisure moment, Veronica's smart almond eyes turned left and right, and her long black and brown shawl hair was as smooth as silk: "Dear, did you still not think of a solution?"

"No." Ryan leaned on the chair boredly, enjoying the cold wind of the air conditioner: "This army has become tired after fighting for a long time, and now it is only Mu Xilong, a tough bone left. Take your time. The weather is too hot recently, so let's take a break for two days."

"Hmm~" Veronica drank the juice lazily, and she stretched out her little feet and kicked Ryan gently: "My suggestion is that it is best to end this war early and end the war early. The impact on the recruitment of a large number of serfs in spring plowing will be reduced, and our food reserves will also begin to decrease. Also... Sister Sulia is about to give birth, right? As a father, it is best that you can end the war before the child is born."

Ryan smiled and nodded when he heard this.

The Duke knew in his heart that Veronica was actually nearly ten years older than Surya, but the witch was always called Mrs. Surya or Sister Surya. She knew very well that some things could be fought for, and some things could not be touched. The smart witch always knew how to avoid minefields. And from these three suggestions alone, Veronica summarized it very carefully and accurately. Whether as a lord, as a head coach or as a husband, Ryan must conquer the Musilon Castle as soon as possible.

"Indeed, I had reserved enough food before, but I couldn't stand these tens of thousands of people eating horses all day long." Ryan also knew the problem, so he leaned on the chair and closed his eyes: "But there is no clue at the moment. His Excellency Bethmond even suggested that we have a few great knights of the Holy Grail to raid the city together, but this sounds unrealistic."

"Why?" Veronica asked curiously.

"Do you think that the kingdom's Sky Horse Knights have not tried it for so many years?" Ryan shook his head helplessly: "There is protection of undead magic over Musilon. If we want to land over a city wall that is dozens of meters high, it will be like a few giant living targets. We can face the attack of undead magic. Our mounts are not good, and Karad and Bethmund all ride pure blood elf war horses, only I ride griffin and François ride pure blood horses."

Agilgar, the first Duke of Paran, one of the first twelve Holy Grail Knights, died in the battle on the Paran Peaks more than 80 years after Arthur's death. He rode a horse and fought with a two-legged flying dragon. He successfully killed the two-legged flying dragon. Before his death, he seriously injured the Tianma under his seat. A first-generation Holy Grail knight fell from a height of several thousand meters and fell to death.

The two chatted for a while, and Ryan could see that the witch was enjoying this afternoon. Since the lake god witch Mogianna stayed in Curona to treat Raun, the main casters of the series of battles that regained Musilon were Veronica and Teresa's witch group.

By the way, Olein, the King of the Forest, also left. Olein left Alaros to continue commanding the army, and Hagen, Duke of Gisoleox and Boderick, Duke of Boldro, left.

On the contrary, Templar Alfred led a team of mixed paladins and ascetics to support Ryan. Alfred said that I also want to contribute to the recovery of Musilon and the elimination of the undead.

There was a sound outside the tent, and Ryan and Veronica both looked at the door of the inner room.

"Okay! You two are here to chat leisurely with juice, and I'm going to run back and forth to assemble air conditioners." The tall figure of the sorcerer appeared from the door of the inner room. She felt very unhappy when she saw Ryan and Veronica chatting leisurely with their faces and tasted cold drinks. Teresa put her hands on her hips: "Give me one too!"

"Here's here." Ryan stood up, smiled and took the bottle of juice from the table, added ice to the mug and poured a full cup of Teresa: "Thank you for your hard work!"

The sorcerer today was wearing a white patterned slim-fitting floral shirt with black tight trousers, which was quite strong-wedding. She reached out to take the cup from Ryan's hand, drank the juice directly, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh, it's so hot, I don't want to move."

"Then I allow you to rest until the evening." Ryan said with a smile: "This is Duke Musilon's personal promise!"

"Hmph~ I want to rest as soon as I want, why do you need your permission?" Teresa put her hands on her hips and gave Ryan a hygienic eye. She sat quite naturally on the soft big bed and kicked off the leather boots on her feet: "It's really annoying to have to move outside in this weather."

"This is Musilon, Trovik~" Veronica teased: "The Duke is right in front of you. You are so arrogant on the Duke's land. Be careful to be punished. Even if you are Ryan's female courtier, you will be severely 'punished'!"

"If he wants to punish, he will punish him. What does it have to do with you?" Theresa almost instantly thought of what Ryan's "punishment" would be, because she has been "punished" recently. The sorcerer quickly retorted: "It has nothing to do with you, Veronica!"

"Ha~ Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you in this kind of weather." Veronica picked up the juice and took a nice sip: "What news did our little princess bring to us?"

"Well, Teresa, is there any news on the scout?" Ryan also nodded. He was concerned about this issue.

"The wood elves do have a great place." Teresa nodded, and she said with some pride that she had seen and heard: "Alaros led the rangers and the wild forest rangers to investigate along the Grismore River. They opened the roots of the Oak Tree of the Times and actually found a hidden underground river, leading directly to Musilon's walls, where the undead built a culvert."

"The underwater..." Ryan's eyes lit up, and he thought carefully about the problem.

"Yes, the culvert." The sorcerer was very proud of the harvest. She whispered: "The culvert flows very fast, and mortals can basically not pass through, but I have a suggestion, Ryan, I can use the ice water to create ice floods, backflow of the culvert, and flood Musilon!"

"Ling Xun?" The relaxed expression on Ryan's face gradually became serious.

"Lingxun? Trovik is a whimsical idea." Veronica immediately turned over after hearing the news. She put on her high heels and walked around the room. The witch Jialan thought for five minutes and immediately said: "No, we should not create Lingxun. We should let Trovik temporarily open the passage of the underground river ice, and then transport the burst gunpowder I made into the culvert!"

"Use gunpowder to explode the city wall?" Ryan thought carefully, and he stood up: "So, Teresa, you have a good rest first. Wait until the evening, I will call everyone to a meeting to discuss what to do!"

"Okay." The sorcerer was really tired, she wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while.

"Get up, Trovik." Who knew that Veronica came to the bedside, the witch Jialan's face turned a little red: "Get up!"

"What are you going to do? Veronica?" asked the sorcerer strangely.

"You are pressing my stuff!" Veronica signaled Teresa to get up. The witch Jialan reached out and took out a flesh-colored stocking from the quilt, then sat down and put it on slowly: "Damn, this stocking is very expensive, and it almost broke it for you."

"???" Theresa's face suddenly turned red: "You..."

"Hehe, dear Teresa, have a good rest." Ryan gently patted the sorcerer on the shoulder and kissed her on the mouth: "Let us have a meeting to discuss what to do in the evening."

"Well, there are still many living people in the castle." Ryan nodded. He thought carefully and felt that François's words made sense: "The flooding time is too long, which is not in line with our goal of ending the war as soon as possible, and the food is getting less and less, so we can't drag it down any longer."

After saying that, Ryan stood up: "I decided to use gunpowder to explode the city wall!"

"Abide by the order!" Everyone replied loudly. Bellega immediately began to formulate a siege plan, considering how much gunpowder it would take, how long it would take to freeze the cryptanalysis, how to hide the vampire's reconnaissance, and when would it be best to do it.

At this time, a fully armed figure walked out of the crowd, his blonde hair and blue eyes, his face full of sunshine and enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!