It wasn't until midnight that Alantran returned to his bedroom to get ready to rest, but before he could put his head on the pillow, he was pulled up by a knock at the door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the matter? Was it an enemy attack? Arantran asked.

The outside replied: "Lord Huiyu, it's not an enemy attack." It was only then that you ordered the women in custody today to be examined, and only then did the word come out and make some discoveries. ”

Arantran yawned and said, "If you find a spy, then why bother talking back to me?" Just cut it. ”

"No, sir. In fact, there was a woman who said something strange, and the adults over there couldn't make up their minds, so they invited them to go. ”

"Huh? And this kind of thing. Reluctantly, Arantrán left his bed and pillow, got dressed again, and opened the door, "Then let's go and see." ”

When Arantran came to the place where the women were housed, he frowned - he did not expect that his men had placed them in a courtyard on the edge of the officers' quarters. Although this can effectively prevent the soldiers with ulterior motives from sneaking in, it will also leave the possibility of gossip to the soldiers, but at this time he does not want to make a fuss, at this time Arantran just wants to confirm the incident and go back to sleep.

In charge of screening was an officer named Vortel, who was not a good soldier, but intelligence analysis was his forte. Upon stepping inside, Arantran noticed that there was a woman sitting in their screening room, who looked to be in her thirties, and who could not make out her face because of her head down.

"What is going on that requires me to come in person?" Arantran asked.

Vortel hurriedly saluted, "My lord, I'm sorry to disturb your rest. When the lower officials questioned the woman, she provided a potentially valuable piece of information, but the lower officials did not dare to determine the authenticity of the news, so they had to ask the adults to come in person. ”

Alantran waved his hand and said, "Don't be sorry, I'm here anyway, so let's ask." ”

With that, Alantlan sat down in his chair and said to the woman, "What is your name, lady?" If you want to tell us the news, please repeat it again. ”

The woman looked up at this, and Alantran noticed that the woman, though she was over thirty years old, was still quite good-looking. I saw that the woman glanced at Alantlan, and quickly lowered her head again, and said, "The little woman's name is Igana, sir." ”

"Oh, Igana, hello. So what exactly are you going to tell me? Alantran asked as kindly as he could.

Ijana said, "Little woman, six days ago, when I was being escorted here by the Frank army, I heard the Frank soldier talk about an incident that I thought might be useful, so I wrote it down. ”

"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Arantlan interrupted Igana, "you mean you listened to Frank's soldiers?" Do you know the language of the Frankish Kingdom? ”

Ijana hurriedly said: "Back to the words of the adult, the little woman doesn't know much, but my grandmother is a Thracian from the Frankish country, so I have learned a little about Thrace since I was a child. A few of the soldiers who had been on shift that night were Thracians, so they understood what they were saying. ”

"Okay, please go on."

"Yes, sir. At first, the Thracian soldiers were gossiping about the scenery of their hometown, the hardships of the journey, and complaining about the lack of alcohol, and then the topic came to the point that they had not plundered any property along the way, not even food, and had to rely on the food distributed to feed themselves. So they began to discuss the topic, at first their voices were softer, and then the volume became louder and louder, and the other soldiers on the side quarreled, and as a result, they got into a little conflict with each other, and almost didn't fight. Later, a commander came and reprimanded both groups of people before they calmed down, but I didn't understand what the chief said. Not all of the Thracians could understand it, so those who understood explained it to the others after the commander had left, saying that the chief had called them fools, and that if they followed the road, they would reach the supply point in two days, where they could enjoy a good meal, which would be yellow if they were confined for fighting. Little woman, I don't know much about war, but when I hear that I can have something good to eat, I naturally go to my heart. Then they went on two more days, and came to a place where there were piles of grain, and the Thracians had indeed eaten a great meal, bread, cured meats, and sausages, and even a little wine. ”

Arantrán waved his hand to signal Ijana to stop talking and asked, "You said there were piles of grain there, did you see them with your own eyes?"

Ijana shook her head and said, "I didn't see this, I saw the Thracians eat with my own eyes, but I know there must be a lot of food there." Because the air is filled with the smell of grain, I'm sure of that. ”

"How can you be sure?"

"Little woman, I have been working in the fields since I was a child, and I am familiar with the smell of grain, even if it is put in a warehouse, the smell will still waft into the air, and the smell in the air that day is stronger than any warehouse I have ever smelled in my life. These sisters who came with me have smelled this, and they can testify to it. ”

Alantlan looked at Vortel, who nodded at him, signaling that he had confirmed.

Arantlan then asked, "Igana, do you still remember the place you went to that day?" Do you remember what it was? ”

Ijana shook her head and said, "It's the first time I've seen that place, I don't know what it is, I just remember that it was at the foot of a mountain, and the wind that day was southwesterly, and if we were in the downwind, then the smell should have drifted down from the mountain or the mountain." ”

At this time, Vortel said: "My lord, the lower official has already asked the other women, and two of them recognize the mountain, which is Gulabarca Mountain. ”

Arantran nodded and said to Igina, "You fools, as long as you follow this path, you will reach the supply point in two days. Did that Thracian say so? ”

The first half of Arantlan's sentence was in Thracian, and Ijana laughed when she heard it: "My lord, your Thracian language is not quite right, theirs is pronounced in O, and you pronounce it in Ooh." The pronunciation of the supply point is also inaccurate. ”

Arantrán then said the same sentence in several different Frankish dialects, but Ijana didn't react until he used the Banyar dialect, and Ijana suddenly said, "Yes, yes, that's what the chief said that day!" ”

Arantlan nodded at Igana, although he was very calm on the surface, but he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart - it seems that this Ijana really only knows Thracian, if what Ijana said is true, then the four days away from this place is the place where the Frank army hoarded grain and grass, if this supply point can be eliminated in one fell swoop, then the supply situation of the Frank army will be extremely unfavorable.