Robb arranged the miners, especially reminding them to be careful about safety. After all, this was a war zone, and it was uncertain when Mondra would attack.
He gave the miners and dwarves several transmission scrolls, and hired two elven archers to serve as sentinels. If the situation was not right, they would drop their mining equipnt and run away.
After arranging all this, the duration of Godfather's avatar was also coming to an end. He dived into the woods, let the avatar disappear, and his consciousness returned to Robb Smith, who was still making dicine at the front line.
At this mont, he had been making dicine for half an hour, making a bottle of dicine every three seconds. So the room was full of bottles of antidote, hundreds of them. It seed like a lot, but for an army, it was just a drop in the bucket. During a battle, thousands of people would be injured or killed, and this amount of dicine would not be enough for a single wave of attack. He temporarily stopped making dicine and stood up.
Robb divided his body again, letting the avatar go back to Westwind City to laze around on the stone stool and show off. Then he opened the window and planned to breathe so fresh air before continuing his work. The mont he opened the window, a refreshing easterly wind blew on his face. (To prevent readers with insufficient basic knowledge from misunderstanding, the easterly wind blows from the east to the west.) The wind felt very comfortable on his face, so Robb put down his work and enjoyed the breeze. Sotis in life, you need to stop and appreciate nature...
He was enjoying the breeze when suddenly he heard a noise from the soldiers in the city, and then soone shouted, "Be careful, enemy attack!" Countless soldiers rushed towards the east gate of the city. It seed that the enemy had co from the east. Robb was surprised, "Wasn't the city surrounded by landmines on three sides, and only the west side had no landmines for entry and exit? How did the enemy co from the east? There should be at least a few landmines triggered, causing an explosion, but I didn't hear any explosion." He looked eastward and saw a large green smoke coming from outside the east gate, carried by the easterly wind towards the city.
Robb imdiately understood, "Oh, it's a gas attack? These ancient people really know how to play."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Soone knocked on the door loudly. Robb opened the door and saw a Black Earth Knight. He was sweating profusely and shouted at Robb, "Mr. Robb, how many antidotes have you made? The enemy has launched a gas attack against us, and the poison gas will arrive soon with the easterly wind."
Robb said, "Only a few hundred bottles."
The Black Earth Knight was stunned, "Oh no, its not enough."
This was obvious, right? At least five or six thousand soldiers were stationed in this city. If the whole city was poisoned, hundreds of bottles of dicine would not be enough.
Robb said, "It seems that we can only stop the poison gas from coming over."
The Black Earth Knight nodded, "The magicians of the Wind knights are now gathering on the east side of the city."
Robb nodded, "Have the soldiers co to move these dicines out and prepare to treat anyone who accidentally gets poisoned. I'll go see what's happening on the east side of the city."
The Black Earth Knight quickly organized soldiers to take the dicine bottles. These glass bottles had to be handled with extre care. If they were accidentally broken, the loss would be huge. So the soldiers were careful and slow, sweating profusely as they carried the dicine. anwhile, Robb used his Swift Wind magic to quickly run to the east gate.
There, he saw Madeleine already standing on the city wall, surrounded by a large group of Black Earth Knights. The captain of the Wind knights, Barry, was also there, along with countless knights, magicians, and ordinary soldiers, all gathering towards their position.
As they watched the poisonous gas approaching from outside the city, everyone's faces were grim.
Madeleine said sternly, "Damn Mondra, using the east wind to blow poisonous gas towards us."
One Black Earth Knight said, "Looking at the montum of the fog, it will be here in a few minutes."
Madeleine turned and asked, "How much antidote do we have?"
At that mont, Robb arrived and said, "Only a few hundred bottles."
Madeleine said, "Ah! You're so talented, Mr. Robb, to have made so many in such a short ti." After praising him, her expression turned sad again, "But it's still not enough. Our luck is bad. The east wind ca tonight. If we had a few more days..."
A Black Earth Knight asked, "What should we do? Retreat?"
Madeleine's face turned even darker, "This fortress is the most important forward base for attacking Mondra. We can't easily give it up. If we retreat, we will lose our support, and it will be impossible to organize a decent attack in such a short ti."
She turned to Barry and said, "Wind knights, can you think of a solution? Can you create a strong wind and blow the poisonous gas back?"
Barry looked embarrassed and scratched his head, "If the other side is using magic to blow the poisonous gas, we can use magic to blow it back. Maybe we can resist it a bit, but now it's the natural east wind. If we use magic to blow it back, we will be opposing the force of nature. Even if our magic is strong, we cannot resist nature. At most, we can only slow the wind down."
Robb thought to himself, [I can create wind magic that can withstand the force of nature.]
He had tried this before in a battle with the Sphinx in the desert. His magic could resist nature in a local area. For example, he could turn a desert into a beach for a mile or two.
In the current situation, if Robb used his wind magic, he could probably turn the east wind into a West wind for a short ti and blow the poisonous gas back to Mondra.
But this trick was too extre. Once he used it, he wouldn't be able fake his identity anymore.
He furrowed his brows, considering how he could help Madeline to the fullest extent in this situation.
Just then, Barry suddenly turned around and asked him, "Robb, what do you think we should do now?"
As a staff officer of the Wind knights, Robb's position ant that it was only natural for the captain to ask for his advice. Of course, while he could provide strategies, whether or not they were implented was ultimately up to the captains discretion, and that was exactly what a staff officer was there for.
As a descendant of the Smith family, Robb had so prestige within the Wind knights, and when Barry asked him this question, all the other knights nearby looked at him with a hint of expectation in their eyes.
In the past, when the Wind knights were still under the leadership of John Roland Smith, they had encountered countless difficulties, but the great old commander had always been able to lead them through each and every one with his formidable strength and intelligence. Although they ultimately perished before the Black Dragon, there was no one in this world who could withstand even half a move from it apart from the monstrous Godfather of Westwind Town, so John Roland Smith's death in battle had not been a stain on his reputation, but rather an honor. At least he had dared to challenge the Black Dragon, and died with honor.
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