Chapter 850 Hayata Pork Chop
The Longshi ship stopped. Gordon and others did not run around after landing on the city wall. They knew that someone would come looking for them soon.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, a short old man with a big belly and rather thick limbs hurried over surrounded by several hunters.
Gordon knows this man, Mr. Zheluo, the president of the Metabetate Hunter Guild.
When I came to Metabetat on a previous mission, I met him twice. He was a bold old guy who also had a delicate mind that was inconsistent with his "cook-type" appearance.
The old man also recognized a few people on the bank of silver and the Longshi ship in the air from a distance. His first reaction was excitement. After all, strong reinforcements were coming.
Then an uneasy emotion flashed across his face.
The guild issued a continent-wide emergency declaration, East Doruma was under martial law, and manpower in major cities was tight. Now a batch of reinforcements suddenly arrived, which may not be good news for Metabetat.
Complicated feelings
The old man wiped his bald forehead, where the hairline had receded to the back of his head.
He is not the kind of fool who confuses cause and effect and thinks that reinforcements bring bad news and are therefore unlucky.
When he strode up to Gordon and others, he had already adjusted his mood.
He took the initiative to stretch out his rough and strong hands and shook hands with Gordon and the three of them. He lowered his head and squeezed the small paws of Pork Chop Pandan and shook them. Seeing the strong wind lifting the thick dog paws, he also grabbed them with both hands. grip.
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"The famous Silverborder Hunting Group, welcome to Metabetate. Unfortunately, I can't entertain you properly now." The old guy looked a little regretful, "Our Metabetate's seafood is great, and the dry food is also delicious."
“President Zheluo, the situation is urgent, so let’s stop being polite.” Gordon said with a dry smile.
“Ah, yes, yes, does the great elder have any special instructions?”
“The Great Elder didn’t send us here. The overall situation is a little complicated, so I’ll keep it short.” Gordon sorted out his words and said quickly:
“Our team was ordered to investigate the fortress attack. According to the analysis of the investigation results, the attackers in the next round of attacks are most likely to be two, the Pavilion Mantis, and another unknown ancient dragon-level creature.
Scholars from Ryūliyuan judged that the next attack location should be Metabetate. "
The civil servants accompanying the old man were stunned, "Two ancient dragon-level creatures?!"
“What about the time? Is there an estimated time for the attack?” President Zheluo asked eagerly.
“At any time, it may be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or it may be the next second.” Gordon did not make any mistakes and directly stated the worst case scenario.
At this time, saying things like "it's only possible" and "not sure yet" will have no effect except weakening morale.
Even if you make a wrong judgment, everyone will be nervous for nothing, and they will be complained about afterwards.
Then complain, it is better than suffering heavy casualties and then regretting it.
“Organize citizens to evacuate immediately!” President Zheluo immediately said to the accompanying civilian staff.
“I’ll make arrangements!” The civilian staff left in a hurry.
Metabetate is not like large cities such as East Doruma and Minagarde, which have defensive strongholds or battle streets.
Although the city walls, artillery, heavy bed crossbows, dragon guns, etc. are all there, behind the city walls is the city.
If the attacker is an ancient dragon-level creature, the hunters of Metabetate and the soldiers of the city guard will fight to the death, and there is still a possibility of repelling it.
However, if both ends attack at the same time, it is almost inevitable that the city defense will be breached.
"We will do our best to help." Gordon comforted.
The captain of the investigation team also got off the Longshi ship and said to President Zheluo: "We will also assist in the defense. Weapons such as artillery and crossbows on the Longshi ship should also have some effect."
President Zheluo tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said, "Thank you for your help from thousands of miles away. Otherwise, I don't know what to do."
“Excuse me, how many hunters are there in Metabetat?” Anhir asked.
“There are twenty-one elite hunters with three stars and above. For upper-level hunters, there are only three of us.”
The strong man took off his visor, greeted Gordon and others, and briefly introduced himself, "The Seven-Star Swordsman, Asa."
“Six-star flute hunter, Dorothy.”
“Six-star sword wielder, Dewit.”
Silverside and the hunters from Metabetat introduced each other.
None of their faces look good. The three of them are all local hunters. Their hometown is facing a crisis. Who can be happy?
Gordon was slightly stunned when he saw the appearance of the great swordsman - Iron-headed Asa, a well-known great swordsman active in the northwest of the continent. He was famous for his habit of accumulating power to cut off dragon chariots.
He has a special connection with this great swordsman senior.
At the beginning of that year, when he left his hometown and worked alone in Minagard, he met Asa several times and shamelessly asked the latter some questions about hunting and sword skills, and the latter did not hesitate to give him advice.
Once, while Asa was half-drunk, he wanted to ask for advice on how to charge up his sword, but Asa did not teach him, saying that his muscles were not strong enough and he could easily hurt himself.
At that time, Gordon didn't take Asa's words to heart. He just assumed that the other party was unwilling to teach him, so he laughed and flattered Asa while pliing Asa with wine.
Asa, who was in a daze after drinking, showed Gordon a powerful charge-up move. After Gordon returned, he used that move to figure it out.
He had a lot of experience with strains and sprains. In the end, he practiced blindly, but he also left a lot of wrong movement habits. It was only after meeting a master that he corrected them.
From a certain perspective, Mr. Asa may still be considered half of his teacher?
Hence, Gordon's attitude was particularly respectful when he greeted Asa.
Asa was a little surprised, but he didn’t think much about it.
He did not recognize that Gordon, the leader of the Silverborder Hunting Group who had become famous in the past two years and was known as the "brave man", was the young man who pestered him with questions back then.
Gordon felt a little regretful, but it was a pity that now was not the time to reminisce about the past, and Mr. Asa was obviously not in the mood to reminisce.
"The attack may come at any time." Gordon gathered his thoughts and said to President Zheluo and the three high-ranking hunters of Metabetat:
“This city wall is not a fortress. It has a lot of weapons, but it is not strong enough. It is too difficult to defeat ancient dragon-level monsters.
We may have to think of other methods. A head-on confrontation will cause huge casualties, and the result is not likely to be very good. "
"Mr. Gordon, do you have any plans?" The female flute player named Dorothy looked very anxious.
"Sorry, not yet." Gordon sighed. He said these were just stating the facts, not trying to elicit anything.
“Well, actually I have an idea, but it may not be reliable.” Hayata on the side raised his hand.
Everyone looked at her.
Hayata rubbed Pandan’s head and said, “It was my hunting partner who reminded me, what was the purpose of those two monsters attacking the fortress?
It is not for the purpose of preying on humans, otherwise it would be more convenient to bypass the fortress and directly attack cities and towns, nor is it for migration like Laoshanlong.
We know better about the Mantis, which is used to collect large devices.
As for the mysterious monster.
From the two attacks so far, it seems that it has swallowed up all the gunpowder and taken away those sharp metal instruments, such as crossbow bolts, dragon guns, etc."
President Zheluo quickly responded, “You mean, give them what they want so that they might leave?
There is nothing we can do about the mantis. We can’t tear down the city wall to satisfy it. It’s too dangerous, but the mysterious monster
Indeed, compared with the losses caused by the destruction of cities, the stored gunpowder and those metal devices are nothing!
We can keep the part of the gunpowder and ammunition needed for the battle, hand over the rest of the inventory as tribute, and bet on the possibility of a mysterious monster leaving! "
“Well,” Hayata pondered, “should I hand over the gunpowder as a tribute? Maybe that’s okay?”
“Uh, Miss Hayata, isn’t that what you originally thought?” President Zheluo asked blankly.
The expression on Hayata's face was a little dangerous, "My original idea was to pile all the gunpowder together, and when the mysterious monster was about to eat it, detonate it in one breath to see if I could blow it half to death. .”
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(End of this chapter)