Chapter 547: Using the Opponent's Trick

As soon as the little lion and the others left, Erlin couldn't sit still.

Thinking of the rebel soldiers falling down one after another, she stood up and said, "We will resign from Field now, and then find an opportunity to steal intelligence and leave immediately."

After getting ready, the two of them didn't want to be seen by the soldiers, so they sneaked out and sneaked to Field's tent. Fortunately, there were no guards around, so it was easy to sneak.

Before she lifted the curtain, Erlin heard Field's complaints from inside.

"This route is too dangerous. We have to go back and forth to transport important materials for the imperial army. If they are intercepted by the enemy, the consequences will be disastrous."

Ashina held back her smile. She had heard the two's movements a long time ago, but she didn't want to expose them. She pretended to be surprised: "It's impossible. This is the heartland of the empire. How could someone rob a noble's convoy?"

"No, it's very likely." Field said hatefully, "Resources are scarce recently. Bandits and nobles disguised as privateers are everywhere. If the enemy ambushes in this forest, they are likely to succeed."

"Sir, this is not our business. Don't think so much. Anyway, the loss will not affect us."

"That's right, it's none of my business. Asina, go and kill two deer for me. I want to eat venison." Field yawned, "I'm too tired from being busy these days. I'll take a break."

Yexiao and the other two hurriedly dodged and waited for Asina to leave humming a little tune.

A gleam flashed in Erlin's eyes: "Did you hear that? An important convoy of supplies."

"You can't do that." Gray Pigeon was furious, "This is betrayal, it will bring trouble to Field."

"This matter doesn't affect Field, it won't be a big deal." Erlin coaxed and lied, "Think about it, as long as we get a lot of supplies, the soldiers on the front line can get food, and we can buy more magic equipment from the Dragon Tower."

"Okay, okay."

After coaxing and lying, Gray Pigeon's emotions were stabilized.

The two waited for a while, opened the curtain, and saw Field sleeping, then tiptoed into the tent.

"Field." Erlin shouted in a very low voice, "If you don't answer, you are a pig."

Field resisted the anger of jumping up and kicking them away, and continued to pretend to sleep: "zzz"

"Alas, dead pig, we owe you." Erlin was amused by his own childishness, and urged in a low voice, "Look quickly, copy down all the maps, letters or troop deployments."

After searching, Erlin found a map on the table.

"That's it, the route of the supply convoy."

The map even had three or four ambush sites thoughtfully marked. Since there were only a few roads of this era that could accommodate large convoys, it was not difficult to estimate the route.

Of course, it didn't matter if the estimate was wrong. The Chosen Ones had strong search capabilities, and it was easy to find the convoy if the general direction was correct.

"Hehe, Field, you've finally been tricked by me today." Erlin was so proud that he quickly copied it down.

Not finding any other valuable information, the two of them tiptoed out, left a farewell letter in their tent, and fled the barracks.

The whole journey went smoothly, and the two of them couldn't believe it.

"Traitors who betray their own people."

Ashina was so angry that she kicked the gun angrily and stabbed a flower in the direction they left: "Fortunately, when they were in the Night Territory, we restricted their range of activities."

"I owe you a map." Feiluominai said coldly, with her hands folded across her chest.

"Fortunately, they escaped on their own. If they are tracked down, it has nothing to do with us." Asina held her forehead.

Field brushed the long sword at her waist with her palm: "Let's prepare for business. If they dare to swallow my gold coins, I will make them spit out twice as much."

"My lord, will they really attack the caravan?"

"It's best for them to attack. It's easy and they can take the blame. It doesn't matter if they don't attack. The initiative is in our hands." Field waved his hand, "Let's go. Now there are many people and eyes. Just the three of us will act."

Riding Asina's giant wolf, everyone followed the caravan for a while. After confirming that the caravan was really loaded with supplies, they calculated the direction they were heading.

The three of them quickly came to the road they had to pass. There were woods on the left and rivers on the right. They lurked patiently.

"Asina, your artifact is too obvious, and the night owl is very familiar with you. Don't do it if you can. Just follow my orders."

"Feiluominai, this time it depends mainly on your output."

"Yeah." Feiluominai nodded lightly, but the corner of her mouth was a smile of victory.

"My Lord, I suddenly have a question." Asina couldn't calm down and turned into a curious baby, "Humans have powerful teleportation magic, why don't they use teleportation for transportation?"

Humans are the favorites of the goddess and can learn all kinds of magical magic and fighting spirit. Although the sub-humans are brave and strong, most races know nothing about magic. Only smart species such as fox sub-humans and dragon sub-humans can master magic.

"Good question, because the cost of fixed teleportation arrays is too high, it is even more difficult for magicians to teleport."

Just like in order to transport a truck of supplies, you won't go to dig out a subway.

Large teleportation arrays require energy nodes and massive magic cores in large cities, and they only lead to another large city.

Field explained: "Only the sixth-level great magician has the ability to teleport a large number of troops, and there are strict requirements for weight and life level, otherwise it is very likely to be strangled to slag by space turbulence."

"Otherwise, with a bunch of archers, teleport to shoot arrows, and teleport away immediately after shooting arrows, back and forth, wouldn't it be invincible?"

Comparable to Flying Thunder God.

"I see."

Around the afternoon, the Night Owl's people really came, a full six God's Chosen. This time, they seemed to have learned their lesson and did not bring any more dragging guys.

"There must be a secret base of the Night Owl in the nearby province."

Most of the Night Owl's people were familiar faces, indicating that they often moved around nearby.

After surveying the terrain, the Night Owl found a secret place to hide.

The Governor's convoy came later than everyone expected, and it was not until the next morning that it slowly came. A team of 100 knights led the way in the front, all of them were third-level fighting spirit, and their necks were shining with the simplified mark of the Goddess of War.

The convoy loaded with supplies followed behind, escorted by 300 soldiers.

"Miss Catherine, how do you think the outcome of this battle will be?" A green-haired God's Chosen drove a warhorse to the side of the leader God's Chosen.

"Winning or losing is never important."

Catherine sneered: "Samantha, as long as we gain benefits, does the rest matter? Sacrificing 10,000 untouchables to bring us one gold coin is a profit. The country can lose the war, but we cannot lose money."