Chapter 1067: Prisoner of War McGonagall New
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"Can't find it?!"
It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that the core command area in Rasha City rang out angrily: "If you're only 20 meters away, are you lost?"
Kasli, the Tuk commander, was so angry that she looked like a lion when she spoke. She is a full meter five, and although she is not wearing the heavy armor of the battlefield, she only wears a leather vest, which makes the Paituk women who are kneeling below dare not breathe.
"I said pay attention to safety, and the guards must be with you at all times! You didn't even hear me?"
She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger: "Let's not talk about her, is there anything missing?"
"General Kasili, we just counted the number of shells and... and the number of fragments, and there is nothing missing."
This news made her heave a sigh of relief, and walked back and forth three times. The burly general sat on the chair: "The mission His Majesty entrusted to us will never allow any mistakes! Now those guys in Laximan know the function of these weapons , It won’t help—but those who disobey orders must be dealt with according to military law!”
"Selina will be demoted two levels and punished with thirty lashes. Although you are a priest, His Majesty has allowed me to take full responsibility for this operation, and you are also under my jurisdiction. I will give you a chance to justify my treatment of you now."
The latter bowed his head and accepted the punishment: "It was my negligence that caused McGonagall to disappear. I plead guilty, General."
Seeing the slender subordinate being dragged out for execution, General Kasili nodded in satisfaction, then turned to his staff and asked, "How is the enemy's movement?"
"In the morning, two armies built ladders outside the southern city wall, but there were only 4,000 people in total. It is estimated that there will be a tentative attack in the afternoon."
"Oh, this group of people will never have a long memory."
Kasili sneered, "Persist for another week, and then I will personally chop off the heads of those mages!"
She turned her gaze to the subordinates in front of her, but frowned in a subtle way: "You usually stay away from those fragments. The guards guarding them are rotated every day. I always feel that something is not right about those things."
"Yes, General!"
When Rasha City was preparing for another attack, Meg, who was sitting in the wilderness, was explaining his identity in cold sweat—"I...I'm just the servant of Priest Selina, I really don't know what those things are !"
Of course she knew at this time that she had fallen into the enemy's hands—and in her impression, Rahiman's army did not say "ransom to buy prisoners of war", because the current war made the opponent very useless. Non-commissioned officer, the final result is to be beheaded in public...
Although Tuke women are stronger than men, being strong does not mean that everyone has a will of steel. As an attendant, Mag is not a big shot, so before Rody had time to use any torture, she resorted to everything: "My lord... I am definitely not lying! You can tell me to do anything, please Don't kill me!"
Nata curled her lips aside, obviously feeling that this guy has no spine. However, Rody didn't have any expression on his face. He sat on a stool made of earth elements opposite her and continued to ask, "Who are those shells made of?"
"Fruit! The fruit produced in the oasis deep in the desert is very light, but very round, and the projected distance will be much farther than ordinary stone bullets!"
"Where did the things in Priest Selina's hands come from?"
She knew this question, and replied without hesitation: "It was given by His Majesty... Every priest took the bag when he went out."
"What exactly does it look like?"
"It's all pieces! I, I don't know what it is. It looks like a smashed stone or wood. Priest Selina never allows others to take it..."
"Put it in that fruit, can it achieve the effect of banning magic?"
"No... no, when the pieces are piled up, they will have this effect, but they will disappear quickly after they are separated. I, I don't know why—"
Seeing that Luo Di frowned, she was afraid that the other party would use some torture, and quickly added: "But after the priest's treatment,
This fragment will produce the effect you said when the shell exploded..."
Rody didn't speak, obviously the key to the problem lies in those fragments. As for the priest's spell, it should be just a certain way to deal with it, but Mag is just an attendant, and has no qualifications to learn this spell at all.
Although this spineless Tuke woman didn't know the key information, for Rody, she already had a general idea of the core and the problem—and as a pleasant surprise, Mag had a clear picture of the distribution of troops in the entire city: Of the 2,000 troops, 500 were the elite troops of the Tuke tribe, and even the leaders were from the Tuke tribe, while the remaining 1,500 people were "miscellaneous soldiers" gathered from the surrounding countries of Rahiman.
In fact, there were 5,000 people in the whole team before attacking Laxia City. It was not because of the heavy casualties during the attack, but because those miscellaneous soldiers fled nearly 1,000 people because of the wrong direction of the wind. It is impossible to take the city.
After listening to the details, Rody felt inexplicably painful: the fighting level of the two sides, why does it sound like those militia armed with AKs as whips in the east of the earth...
This kind of rookie fighting style is really difficult for the general of the Tuke tribe.
McGonagall didn't know what Rody was thinking. In order to save her life, she revealed what she should say now, and provided an important news that surprised Rody——
"You said the reinforcements would arrive within a week?"
"Yes... yes, this is what the general said, we just need to stand by and wait for help."
This news made Nata's expression serious. She looked at Rody, who narrowed his eyes as if he was calculating something, and nodded after a while: "It's too late."
There was no beginning or end to this sentence, and McGonagall was confused.
She has guessed the identities of this group of people since she woke up, but until now she still can't figure out what these people in front of her are doing...
There are only two simple tents on the wasteland in front of me, and a large magic circle with weird shapes. Of the seven people in total, two were interrogating her, and the other five mages, although they were dressed in Rahiman-style robes, were still casting spells not far away.
"By the way, if you go to your royal city from here, do you know the way?"
Roddy's sudden question made Mag obviously stunned. She opened her mouth wide for a few seconds: "You, you want to—"
"If you don't admit it, forget it."
Seeing the magic tentacles suddenly rising from Rody's back, Mag shouted "Aww!"
Luo Di's eyebrows twitched, and Nata next to her looked at her, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "There is no change of clothes for you here."
Mag, the prisoner of war, blushed like a monkey's ass, because she found out that she had just been frightened into incontinence...