Chapter 1067: Prisoner of War McGonagall

"Can't find it?!"

It wasn't until noon of the next day that there was an angry shout from the core command area in Rasha City: "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 was 1.85 meters tall. Although she didn't wear the heavy armor of the battlefield, she was wearing only a leather vest, which made the row of Tuke women 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. After walking back and forth three times, the burly general sat down on the chair: "The task entrusted to us by His Majesty absolutely does not allow any mistakes! Now those guys in Laximan know these weapons It doesn'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 slightly: "You usually stay away from those fragments. The guards who guard 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, Mag, who was sitting in the wilderness, was explaining his identity in cold sweat—"I...I am just the servant of Priest Selina, I really don't know what those things are What!"

Of course she knew at this moment that she had fallen into the enemy's hands—and in her impression,

There is no such thing as "ransom to buy prisoners of war" in Rahiman's army, because the current war makes the opponent very useless. Some Tuk soldiers and non-commissioned officers who were captured in the battle before were all 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 was not a big shot, so before Rody had time to use any torture, she resorted to everything: "My lord... I am absolutely not lying! You can tell me to do anything, please Do not kill me!"

Nata curled her lips aside, obviously feeling that this guy was spineless. 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! A kind of fruit produced in the oasis deep in the desert. It 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 about this question, and replied without hesitation: "It was given by His Majesty... Every priest took a bag during the expedition."

"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 together, they will have this effect, but they will disappear quickly after they are separated. I, I don't know why—"

Seeing that Rody frowned, she was afraid that the other party would use some kind of torture, and quickly added: "However, after being processed by the priest, the fragments will produce the effect you mentioned when the shell explodes..."

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 doesn't know the key information, for Rody, she already has a general idea of ​​the core and the problem - and as a surprise, Mag has a clear picture of the distribution of troops in the entire city Chu: Of the 2,000 troops, 500 are the elite troops of the Tuk tribe, and even the leader is Tuke tribe. soldiers".

In fact, the whole team had 5,000 people 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 when they saw that the wind was not in the right direction. It is impossible to capture the city.

After listening to the details for a while, Rody felt inexplicably painful: the level of fighting between the two sides, why does it sound like those militias in the Middle East on the earth who use AKs as whips...

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 everything she should say now, and provided an important piece of 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 Mag was confused for a while.

She has guessed the identities of these 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 a strange shape. 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 a magic tentacle suddenly raised from Rody's back, Mag yelled "Oh!" "I know the way! I know the way! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Uh—"

Luo Di's eyebrows twitched, and Nata next to her glanced 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 was incontinent because of being frightened just now...