Chapter 191 The Outpost of the Ancient Empire

The painful search lasted for more than ten days...

Although Count Slam, Prime Minister of Sazastan, warned Jones to be more cautious as a positive example, Ladislaus was not without countermeasures for Count Slam's state.

In the next few days, Ladislaus asked several red-robed mages to take turns preparing anti-evil and anti-chaos magic circles to ensure that these two effects would never be interrupted on Count Slam and Secret Officer Jones during the exploration.

Although this kind of primary protection may not be very effective in front of the winter ghost, it did make the two explorers, especially Earl Slam, feel the monarch's concern and their spirits improved a little.

In fact, the emotional problem is not just for Count Slam. In this environment, just searching for the target is very difficult. In addition, the person searching is still a winter ghost. It is very likely that he will finally be found after all the hard work.

ending.

Because there are no camels that can fight in this environment, the supply conditions for this team are also a nightmare.

As the search time lengthened, Ladislaus began to admire His Majesty Ferdinand and Hannibal, the commander from thousands of years ago. Carrying out large-scale military operations in this area was more than a hundred times more difficult than small-scale expeditions.

Spell casters don't get much preferential treatment here. Of course, they still don't have to keep vigil. Most of the supplies and food are still carried on the backs of the warriors and priests, but the casters have to carry the casting supplies and potions themselves.

Each person also has to bear his own food and water for three days.

Even Ladislaus himself was carrying a ten-pound water bag. Although the water was not yet frozen, Ladislaus had a strange feeling that as he drank less and less water, this thing became less and less.

It's getting heavier.

If you stay in this hellish place for a little longer, your mental and physical abilities will decline.

But a turning point finally appeared.

Earl Slam's mood improved and his judgment improved. He finally realized that the terrain had changed due to changes in the snow line. He realized that the crevice he had been looking for and fell into might no longer be there.

exists or you no longer recognize it.

Following this line of thinking, Baron Slam finally found the location where he was raided last time.

It turned out that they had been wandering around in that former ice crevice for a long time. In fact, the activity area of ​​the winter ghost should be on the previous platform.

Changes in the terrain in spring and summer turn the snow into slopes.

After struggling all day, everyone finally climbed up the ten-meter-deep slope in the evening.

Although during the climb, the path openers in front had told the casters and warriors behind that they had discovered the enemy's traces, Ladislaus did not understand the meaning of the traces until he climbed onto the platform.

This "trail" means an ancient fortress halfway in the snow.

The reason why you can tell it is an ancient fortress at a glance is because you can see almost intermittent remains of the city wall on the edge of the ruins.

To say it is a fortress, it should be said that it is closer to a stronghold, which can only accommodate one or two hundred people at most.

Countless ruins are half exposed in the wilderness. This place should be invisible in winter and spring, and can only be seen in summer and autumn.

While Ladislaus was pondering the origin of this ancient monument and its relationship with the winter ghost, Prime Minister Sazastan had already cast a spell.

Like other spellcasters, he was hung up with a rope. Although Ladislaus used the power of the Vision Knight to replenish the vitality of him, a follower of Cassus, despite the criticism before setting off, the life in the snow these days was not enough for him.

He is still a huge burden.

However, the desire to survive supported him, and he realized that both Ferdinand and Ladislaus were extraordinary monarchs. If he could continue to assist them, he would be able to push the career he had dedicated half his life to to new heights.

He successfully cast "Legend Mastery" under extremely exhausted conditions.

The sixth-level magic of "Understanding the Legend" requires a casting time ranging from tens of minutes to several days or even weeks, depending on the caster's problem and the scope of his knowledge.

Prime Minister Sazastan relied on his rich knowledge and sufficient imagination to get the answer in less than an hour.

"This should be the outpost of the ancient Roman Empire thousands of years ago." Not only Ladislaus, but everyone who heard this information was a little dazed, "After defeating the Carthage Empire, the Romans built an outpost here to prevent

Another enemy will break into the empire directly from this place."

Frunzberg said with admiration: "Building a fortress here shows how powerful and prosperous the ancient Roman Empire was." He did not call this place an outpost like Prime Minister Sazastan. In his opinion, this place was just a large one.

Fortress.

"It shouldn't be so powerful. The climate at that time might have been a little more livable than now, and the traffic would have been much better. Otherwise, there would be no need and no way to build permanent fortifications here." Although Ladislaus objected to Flen again.

Zberg, in fact, he was also very shocked. In any case, only the greatest empire in its strongest stage can organize such a defense. "Does this fortress have something to do with the Winter Ghost?"

Ladislaus asked Prime Minister Sazastan that it was unlikely that these two things would appear here at the same time just by coincidence.

"Not only is it related, in fact the Winter Ghost is the real defender of this post. He should be the one who is set to attack those who enter this post. We are now outside the post wall. At that time, His Highness Frunzberg and Count Slam

The route may be inside the wall. This outpost is not large, and it doesn’t take half a day to search thoroughly.”

"Then why don't we start searching immediately? If it escapes, all our efforts will be wasted." Boss Sirica was a little overconfident. Fighting an opponent capable of space raids at night would be a recipe for death.

"Escape? Why is it escaping? We are the delicious meal he has not waited for for many years." Prime Minister Sazastan glanced at Sirika Boss, who was still full of confidence, and decided not to explain this difficult issue to him.

He whispered a few words directly to Ladislaus, and Ladislaus announced that he would set up camp immediately and search the outpost tomorrow.

No one except the caster can sleep that night. Even if his condition is worse tomorrow, he cannot give this enemy a chance to make a sneak attack.

Frunzberg looked at the dark ruins of the outpost from the camp, and once again felt the life-and-death stakes of that encounter.

Those eyes that made even a determined and indomitable man like him feel heart palpitating seemed to be staring at him again.

Although he should have accepted any outcome in pursuit of power and wealth, Frunzberg still felt fearful of this powerful enemy that was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

He glanced at his old comrade-in-arms Count Slam, and at this time he returned to a calm state again.

Feeling Frundsberg's gaze, Count Slam did not look back. He continued to be on guard and said: "Don't worry about me. During the search, I was in a bad state of mind because I had to worry about sneak attacks. Now I am very good."

The worst-case scenario is that it comes for a sneak attack now, and it's a matter of life or death. Just like the story His Royal Highness the Cardinal told a few days ago, you won't be nervous once the boots fall. Besides, no matter how strong it is, it can still survive.
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