Chapter 58 Monsters siege the city
The streets of Roselowe are now filled with a dull and dead atmosphere, which is in sharp contrast to the bustling city in recent days. Rumors of monsters attacking the city are spreading, and the city was immediately sealed off after Brill's group of adventurers left, causing panic among the people. If the City Lord's Mansion had not sent a large number of people to appease the people, I am afraid there would have been some unrest in the city.

Most of the original vendors had packed up and gone home. They did not want to die at their stalls. The only places that were still relatively lively were the major hotels and pubs in Rose and Rowe.

Because of the Starlight Trading Company auction, a large number of outsiders were trapped in Roselowe, leaving them in tears.

Among them were nobles, travelers, adventurers, collectors, merchants, and civilians. No matter how powerful they were in their own cities, they were now just one of the victims trapped in Roserowe. Almost all the adventurers were summoned to defend the city, and those nobles and merchants could indeed put on airs in normal times, but now they could only huddle in inns and taverns, praying constantly.

Luo Qiu sat in the corner of Heaton Paradise, enjoying the delicious food just served by the maid, and constantly receiving contemptuous looks and dirty words from those around him.

That's right, it's because he still has that black iron epaulette on his shoulder. Now, almost all adventurers who don't go to the front line have taken off their epaulettes, otherwise they will definitely be ridiculed by a lot of people.

"deserter!"

"Humph, what a waste! Our money is wasted on these adventurers."

"Coward, if you don't dare to fight, just quit being an adventurer."

"You're sitting here eating in broad daylight. How shameless!"

Those random words did not affect Luo Qiu's interest. He took a sip from his wine glass, then looked towards the city gate and said to himself, "It looks like it's about to start."

.......
The chief guard on the tower was holding a telescope-like prop and saw a dark mass in the distance, like a rolling black cloud. He suddenly shuddered and shouted, "Everyone, get ready, adjust the trajectory! Recharge your magic power!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers quickly adjusted the positions of the twelve magic cannons that defended the city. Their neat and orderly appearance showed that they had been trained countless times.

"Magic power number one has been filled!"

"Number Two's magic power has been filled!"

"Magic power number three has been filled!"

……

"Number 12's magic power has been filled!"

The captain of the guard nodded. He was quite satisfied with the efficiency of the soldiers he had recruited. Then he looked at the torrent of monsters in the distance. His palms were already covered with cold sweat. Although he had experienced several monster attacks on the city, they were nothing compared to this one. In the past, the monster riots could be easily dealt with by using five city defense magic cannons at most. But this time...

Looking at the almost endless torrent of monsters, the captain of the guards sweated even more on his hands.

He even had the urge to turn around and run.

It was only because of his duty as the chief guard and the expectations of his soldiers that he was able to control his emotions.

He kept calculating the ratio between the speed of the monsters and the range of the city defense cannon. When the monsters crossed a certain limit, the guard captain's eyes widened, stomped his feet hard, and yelled, "Fire!"

……

"Hey, why are we so unlucky lately?"

The Wind-Switch Archer Einbert half-crouched behind a tree and sighed.

"We lost the forest bear, didn't buy anything at the auction, and now we have a large-scale monster attack. Sigh, I wonder if we have been unlucky lately."

"Shut your crow mouth." Yelven shouted.

"Xiao Ye, did I say something wrong?" "I've told you Einbert so many times! Don't call me like that!" Yervin's eyelids twitched wildly, which was a prelude to his outburst.

"You're really not cute."

"You bastard!" Yervin almost bit his teeth and raised the black iron scepter to smash it towards Einbert's head.

But he still couldn't hit the extremely agile Einbert.

"Wait a moment!"

Just when Yervin was about to continue smashing, Einbert's ears moved, his expression suddenly became serious, and he stretched out his hand to stop Yervin's behavior.

"..." Yerven's black iron scepter was halfway through smashing when he stopped abruptly and glared at Einbert fiercely.

Ambro Doron asked, "Did you hear anything?"

The eyes of several people were focused on Einbert. They all knew that as an archer, Einbert had extremely sharp hearing. With the help of magic, he could almost hear sounds a thousand meters away.

Einbert put his ear to the ground and listened carefully for a long time. Finally, he stood up, pulled an arrow from the quiver, and said seriously, "It's coming."

His words startled Ambro and the others, and then Yerven used message magic to notify the adventurers behind him.

Just as Yelvin cast the message magic.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The sound of artillery fire was enough to shake the city wall three times, and one after another, cannonballs condensed entirely by magic power were fired from the city wall into the distance.

The magic cannonball drew a charred arc through the air.

At this moment, thousands of adventurers looked up at the same time, looking at the magic shells that were like meteors, feeling sad.

They knew that the activation of the city defense magic cannon meant that the monsters were very close, and it would not be long before the monster army arrived here, and they would fight to the death and absolutely not let any monster slip through.

The adventurers who originally belonged to Rose Lowe had already prepared for a fight to the death, while those foreign adventurers could only pray for the favor of the goddess of fate.

Dozens of magic cannons hit the monster army instantly, and hundreds of monsters were blown to pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The power of each shell is roughly close to that of intermediate magic, and these weak goblins, dryads and other monsters will be killed without a complete corpse if they are touched by it.

As for the more powerful ghouls, wind wolves, and black-blood porcupines, they would be blown to pieces if hit head-on.

The twelve magic cannons guarding the city had almost no idle time under the control of the soldiers, and magic shells were fired one after another like a machine gun.

Under such heavy bombardment, this group of monster army was not in disorder at all. Even though a group of monsters in the rear were killed by the city-defending magic cannons, they stepped on the corpses without fear and moved forward. The surging torrent of monsters did not slow down their pace at all because of the attack of the city-defending magic cannons.

This is very unscientific.

But at this point, no one has time to think about the mystery. The members of the 'Glorious Knights' at the front line can already see the group of monsters running forward with their naked eyes...

　I lost two more collections. I feel so nervous when I think about the next plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)