Chapter 1611

"If you allow me to draw a little blood from your body as a research sample, maybe I can help you solve the mystery of gender mutation." Joan said to Scala nonchalantly.

"Blood? Does it hurt?"

"How much will it hurt?"

"Don't draw blood! Scala hates pain!"

Scala's nine heads shook violently at the same time.

Joan was quite surprised by this.

The troll, a creature with super self-healing ability, is supposed to be the least afraid of pain. Even if Scala was cut open, it would heal in a blink of an eye. resistance?

"Scala fell out of the sky! Keep falling, keep falling!"

"Bang! Hit the ground and smash into mud!"

"Scala puts herself back together, piece by piece!"

"It took a long, long time, and the pain was unbearable!"

"Scala has suffered enough, and I don't want to break it again!"

"Scala hates hunger and pain the most!"

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Scala's nine heads competed to complain.

In the air accident two years ago, Scala was smashed into a pool of muddy flesh and blood, scattered in the barren mountains and wild ridges with a radius of a hundred miles, many of which were swallowed by birds and beasts as food.

The process of merging the body of the nine-headed troll is also a process of regenerating flesh and blood. The continuous pain that lasted for more than a month, even if it did not cause irreparable damage to Scala's nervous system, at least left her with a lot of pain A big psychological shadow and a big change in personality are also reasonable.

Thinking of this, Qiao An couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic towards this hideous and terrifying monster.

"Scala, you have to learn a lesson if you suffer a loss. You can no longer count on Sharman in the future. You must learn to protect yourself."

"That guy Sharman will push you to the front as a meat shield when he encounters danger, or he will leave you and run alone, and he doesn't regard you as a friend at all."

Joan solemnly warned the nine trolls.

"Hey Brother Qiao An, what are you talking about!"

Sharman had a premonition that the situation was not good, and tried to prevent Joan from instigating Scala.

However, as soon as he approached, Scala pushed him away, and all nine heads were listening to Joan's words intently.

Joan doesn't have the unique charm of taming crazy monsters. The reason why Scala can concentrate on listening to him is because he just quietly cast the 4-ring enchantment control magic "Charm Monster" on Scala just now, taking advantage of Sharman's inattention. ", followed by a 3-ring "suggestion technique".

Even out of good intentions, using magic to enhance the effect of preaching will inevitably be suspected of playing tricks, but only in this way can Joan make the chaotic nine-headed troll concentrate on listening to his speech.

"Scala, you have to be careful with a guy like Sharman who is used to betraying his teammates!"

"If you find that he has signs of leaving you and running away alone, you must catch him and bite him with all nine mouths. In this way, he will have to take you to teleport."

Joan didn't wrong Sharman by saying that.

Back then in House Town, he watched Sharman leave Henry Baldwin, whom he had called a brother and brother to him not long ago, open the return amulet, and escape alone without looking back.

In fact, at that time, Sharman had enough energy to pull Baldwin and take him to teleport together. If that was the case, Baldwin would not have been arrested.

It can be seen from this that Sharman is an extremely selfish person. When in danger, he only cares about running for his own life, regardless of the life or death of others—even his companions around him.

"Yeah! The little boy is right, Scala remembers it!"

"Cunning Sharman, you must take precautions."

"Sharman dares to use Scala, and Scala will crush his dog's head!"

Shaman blinked his eyes and wiped his cold sweat again, lest Joan would continue to teach the nine-headed troll to be smarter, so he had to interrupt.

"The weather is really good today, hahaha! Little brother Joan, let's say goodbye first! Scala! Stop talking, come with me, and take you to eat meat!"

"Oh! Eat meat, eat meat!"

"Scala wants meat!"

...

Watching Shaman leave with Scala in a panic, Joan couldn't help laughing secretly, recalling the experience of being chased and killed by this villain in the past, he felt a deep breath of anger.

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On May 23, 1622, the second day after Joann enlisted in the army, the Midgard Colonial Corps headed north to meet the Fizen army that was heading south.

Before the troops set off, Lord Custis and Lord Laval wrote a letter to General Thomas Cornwallis, Commander-in-Chief of Figen.

In this open letter, the two military commanders of Midgard first extended a polite greeting to General Cornwallis in accordance with the traditional aristocratic demeanor, and then expressed their support for the war provoked by the Fierce Lord in a subtle way. Regrettably, the last and most important content of this letter is to challenge General Cornwallis and agree that the troops of both sides will have a decisive battle on the east bank of Lake Aosta.

When Joan first saw the letter, she was stunned.

He was born and raised in a family of self-cultivating farmers in the south. To put it mildly, he was called the "squire class".

The large and small battles that Joan has participated in in the past, including the wars he has heard and witnessed, have always been based on the enemy's actions, and sometimes he has to distinguish the news released by the enemy and the military forces on the surface. Actions, whether there is a deceitful intention, how can everyone write a letter to discuss in a friendly manner, how we will fight this battle, where we will fight, and when we will start the war. We have clearly planned in advance, and the coach even publicly swears to abide by the agreed principles?

According to this style of play, wouldn't the confrontation between the two armies become a game on the chessboard, leaving no room for tactical fraud?

For Qiao An, a country bumpkin from the south who believes in "soldiers never tire of deceit" and "do whatever it takes to win", this kind of combat method is too rigid, and it's just silly!

On the first day of the journey, Joan ran to Lord Custis full of doubts, and asked him face to face: "Is this open letter you signed a 'smoke bomb' to deceive Master Fei?"

"If I say no, do you think me and LaVar are stupid for doing this?"

"Frankly speaking, I do have this idea." Joan couldn't help but tell the truth to Lord Custis: "Before the two armies engage in battle, the marching route and scheduled combat location of either side should be strictly guarded against leaks. It’s a secret, how can we tell the enemy publicly? According to what you and Sir Laval have done, our combat intentions have been exposed to Master Fei, so don’t we voluntarily give up the possibility of winning by surprise?”