Looking at Roland's insincere appearance, the players around him all showed an expression of "You are the boss, you are talking".

Roland did not give the answer directly, but looked at the female player not far away, sitting quietly in a daze, and asked: "Girl, ask, what is the name of the rebel?"

"Ah, oh!" Because the female player was not at this point, she was stunned for a moment before she realized: "You can call me Ellie, the name of the Rebel Army is Gray Eyes."

"We just pretend to be gray eyes." Roland smiled and looked at other male players: "Of course, we have to cover our faces."

After a moment of silence, the players around him started to laugh.

‘Damn, why didn’t I think of this trick? Now the master is famous.’

‘It’s true that he is a magician, he is an old otaku.”

‘Damn it, I have a bad premonition. When other magician players grow up, will we barbarians who can only chop and chop, be led by their noses?’

Of course, this is just a joke that players admire.

The male players all realized what it meant, but the female player Ellie was still a little confused: "But the people with the gray-eyed rebels are dead. If we want to pretend, we must at least find their people."

Well... the players around were a little surprised and then felt relieved.

It is probably because of his cuteness and cuteness that he was deceived so miserably by the young nobleman.

Now most male players hated her even more. Such a simple and cute girl was cheated so miserably, and that noble city lord was even more damn.

Roland coughed and said, "There are four days left, and it's not a big deal for us to stay here and do nothing. Otherwise, how about we do some preliminary work first?"

"Okay, listen to you." A group of male players shouted.

They are all people who know the goods. Just Roland's advice just now proves that there is something in this person's head, and there is no problem with him.

Besides, Roland is still the strongest mage at this stage, and no one here is his opponent.

Generally speaking, players believe in the unspoken rule of speaking with big fists in the game, and Roland not only has big fists, but also seems to have good IQ.

Roland took out two gold coins: "Look for some friends who are average and good at bargaining, and go to the city to buy some forty or fifty sets of black scarves. In addition... Are there any friends who are good at drawing pictures? Make a copy of the topographic map of Morrie City so that we can make a combat plan."

"I'll go buy clothes. I'm good at bargaining." A handsome archer stood up.

Roland looked at him and said helplessly: "Are you sure you are ordinary?"

"Don't worry, I have a strong anti-tracking technique, and there is also an inconspicuous light-blocking technique that will not attract the attention of anyone." The handsome archer smiled.

"Then I'll go and draw the map." Another player who looked like a thief stood up.

Roland counted the number of players present and smiled and said, "As for the others, let's go cut the trees together."

"What are you cutting down the trunk?" someone asked.

"Make a simple catapult," Roland explained: "Although it will fall apart if you only use it twice or three times, it should be effective if you use it to smash the castle gate."

"Okay!" The group of people stood up.

To be honest, they stayed here for four days and were tired of it, and some things were always good.

Ellie walked up, her expression still looked very melancholy: "What can I do?"

Roland thought for a while and said, "Or why don't you write a proclamation for the Gray-eyed Rebels to fight against the enemy from the perspective of the victim? I see that the post you wrote on the forum should be good."

"I graduated from the literature department." Ellie said lightly, then asked again: "Would you be excited or sad or angry?"

"Sad and angry."

Ellie turned her head and thought for a while, and said, "Okay, then I will change Luo Binwang's Edict to Defend Wu Zhao."

Roland, a science student, was speechless and sounded so tall.

At this time, a male player laughing and playing came over next to him and said, "Roland, you are a proclamation to fight against the enemy and a simple catapult. Do you want to attack head-on?"

"Of course, venting your own people will definitely be open and arrogant," Roland said naturally.

The male player who was laughing and playing suddenly felt that Roland's idea was very unique: "But we have to cover our faces, which is also considered open and upright?"

"Tell them openly that we are hiding our identities, which is not contradictory."

"You are awesome!" The player gave a thumbs up: "The netizens in the live broadcast room are all saying that you are not only a slut, but also a sword dealer!"

Roland was startled: "You are actually broadcasting."

"How fresh." This player had a look of the expression you only knew: "I was the first to come here. At the request of netizens, I have been broadcasting live for four days."

At this time, Roland also received a system message. When he opened it, he saw that it was someone else from the f6 guild @ him.

Li Lin: Come on, show the style our F6 military advisor should have.

Beta: Roland is so awesome.

Shuke: I'm watching the live broadcast and it feels so subtle. This is Roland that we don't usually see.

Raphael: It’s a pity that I am too far from Mori City, otherwise I would have had a fight.

It was actually broadcasting... I wouldn't have made any mistakes before I knew it.

I feel embarrassed that I have an attack of a second-year illness and then being seen by my relatives.

After you have something to do, time will pass faster. Four days pass in a blink of an eye. All players who can come will arrive. If you can't come, you will probably go back to the city for free.

In the past four days, they used trees and rattan to make eight simple catapults.

The clothes and map were ready. Roland looked at the map for a while, drew two lines, and said to more than forty black-robed men around him: "First wait for the six people from the second group to sneak into the city, and then we appeared in front of the city gate. Seeing our booming appearance, the city gate must be closed. Let's read the proclamation of the enemy written by Aili, and then smash the city gate.

At this time, the enemy's attention will definitely be attracted by us. If the noble city lord leads his troops out of his castle and comes to support the city wall, then the second group will sneak into the castle to cause trouble, such as setting fire to the house, which will make him anxious and in a hurry. If the other party guards the castle and fails to come out, the second group will raid the city wall behind and help us open the city gate. But I think the second plan is unlikely. The young noble will probably come to the city wall to see what we are in."

A player asked: "Didn't it mean that this spy is too naughty to do it?"
Chapter completed!