"Inquisitor, according to the roster records, all the sailors of the two great ships have been largely disposed of. Please take a look at it. A man dressed in black stood respectfully and handed the inquisitor who was sitting in the secret chamber of the Inquisition of the Renehuhu heresy, the list of salaries that had been issued.

The inquisitor pretended to be calm and picked up the roster and glanced at a few pages, and asked, "There are some circles in it, and these are the people you said could not confirm whether they were alive or dead?" ”

"Yes, no one saw them die, no bodies were found when they went to the bottom of the sea, and there was no news of them coming ashore. I guess it was blown to ashes. We're nowhere to look for Ash...... Your Excellency, that's enough, isn't it? The man in black looked a little nervous, but he still said with confidence.

"Hmm...... It's not bad. Are your hands and feet clean? "The Inquisitor has a tall profile, but it can be seen that he is quite satisfied with what his subordinates have done.

"Thanks to you, all of them have been stabbed or burned with explosive magic and thrown into the sea." According to the inquisitor's script, this is a mutiny, in which a warship and a patrol ship try to escape in vain and are pursued by another warship, and all of them are sunk in the fjord.

"Good." The judge closes the roster. Such a booklet is just the attitude of the people below, and he has no way of verifying it. Now it only needs to be done so that people outside the Inquisition and in the organization other than him do not know that the red dragon has broken the cage and is free.

"Next, you're going to have to shut the mouths of the people who saw the drawings and the box. I think it's quite appropriate to be charged with conspiracy against the enemy. ”

"I see, Inquisitor. Your subordinates will do their best to share your worries. The man in black replied respectfully, without the murderous aura of his life outside. These men will soon be martyred for their missteps and those of the Inquisition, just like the vanished sailors.

"Also, remember to take care of the gloves as well. This matter will have to be dealt with with your dirty hands. The Inquisitor tossed the roster aside, and continued to press his temples to look at a book of spells with a gilded cover.

"Yes, the subordinates will retreat first." He can work so hard to ensure that he does not become those gloves that are easily thrown away. The higher you climb, the safer it is, and that's a universal truth. If it's really unsafe, you can take more people into the water.

After giving his work, the man in black also disappeared into the darkness, and it was the middle of the night on February 27. For several days, the survivors and insiders of the Lancas Navy in Renehu began to disappear one by one. From the port to the city gates, no one knows where they disappeared and where they were transported, and it is certain that they must have been thrown into the sea in the end. The white terror gradually spread through the city. No one wants to admit that they have heard someone tell who escaped from whose palm that night with whom and where, and even if they don't admit it, some will beg to confess it on their behalf before they die. You know, only the dead don't say anything. Absolutely not.

But his commander suddenly disappeared today and then received an inexplicable order, and tomorrow the familiar tavern was closed, and there was no movement anymore, and the comrades-in-arms who complained with him the day after tomorrow that there was no wine to drink were nowhere to be found...... What do you do at this point? Most of the soldiers made the most normal choice - escape from the city!

Ships arriving at the port were also intercepted in advance. Some supply ships continued to send supplies, while troop carriers were urgently dispatched to other ports. Most of these ports had to be circumnavigated hundreds of kilometers by military ships, and they were forbidden to dock. Supplies were brought from small boats to large ships, and the soldiers suffered from seasickness and complained and had nothing to do. What they don't know is that they are far luckier than their earthly counterparts—at least not to die knowing something they don't want to say.

Eufay Mondridge's grand plan of "fifty men a day to the center" has long since become an empty fart in Rinehu due to the screening and elimination of the Heresy Inquisition. This form of march was halted by the authorities, and more than fifty people scattered in the city every day. It's just that the soldiers who wanted to flee to their own cities were executed as deserters and then hung from trees as a warning. As for the soldiers who fled to the Midwest, they were not pursued by them, but their fate was also uncertain, and they either fled back to seaports and cities under their control, such as Hirzi, some of them joined the Elta Army, and some of them settled in the area.

As you can see, the establishment of the Rineihu has long since collapsed, and the people are panicking—and there is no need to talk about any combat power, which can turn this army into a rout and a bandit. Whether you are a spear and shield soldier, a crossbowman or a mage of all kinds - no one is immune to this catastrophe, whether it is a centurion or a guard, everyone is in danger in front of the rumors.

The Inquisitors of Rinehu are not ruthless either. Even if he let the guards kneel and beg for mercy and was willing to sacrifice their entire family property, including his daughter, instead of slashing his life, his superiors would only punish the defender with more ruthless means after learning of the Red Dragons' leap from under his nose to the city of Rineihu. Of course, the targets of punishment may also include the judges themselves. Whether it was pierced with crimson iron bars, thrown into a barbed iron drum and put into a man-eating cavern, or tortured by some strange magical means - he had probably never heard of it, but it didn't affect his judgment. Any punishment would have been much heavier than what he had done to these insiders. The knife seemed to the Inquisitor of Rinehu to be quite merciful—he didn't think there was anything wrong with the guard, just let him report to another world.

Since they are all deaths, the Inquisition has a reason to use these lives that have not yet been convicted but have been convicted of capital crimes as their own life talismans. Let their news be top secret that has been controlled, and the box of drawings - the Inquisitor's palms are now sweaty. Whether his superiors would pinch him to death in the same way he pinched the soldiers and officers of Rineihu, he was not sure. In the past, there have been cases where the Red Dragon Regiment broke through the blockade line alone or a few people, but this time, although it is not certain that all the members are playing battle royale, at least it is the main force or most of them. The mere judge could not judge the degree of anger from above by the experience of one or two people who had escaped successfully in the past. The only thing that would give him a chance to turn around was the Red Dragon Regiment's blueprint box that he had collected from the guards—everything here should be a treasure that everyone was fighting for. You must know that the samples captured during the attack on the country of red dragons back then, the captured craftsmen were of little use in the end...... Only drawings are suitable for the Bimonthly Church to flesh out its own techniques. However, the Inquisitor does not know much about this business, he just traces his own future according to history.

In fact, it was not only his thighs that were numb, but his boss was also afraid that his butt would not sit steadily. For the entire Inquisition, what about the decline in the power of Rineihu? It's just a way for the Western Expeditionary Army to march south. For the Bi-Moon Church before it caused the big trouble of the new district, sacrificing tens of thousands of people to catch them was also an affordable deal. It's a pity that I can't catch it, not because I don't want to catch it. Now that they have fled to the new district, the news of the protection of the dragon's wings must not be noticed by the lower-level soldiers and the guys on the throne - the former is a huge blow to morale, and the details of the whole incident will only make the soldiers continue to demonize it by word of mouth. And as long as the living gods on the throne are angry about this matter, then the most likely thing is that the entire heresy inquisition, the white glove that offends people, will be thrown away and rebuilt. All organizations and forces that have been ostracized by the Inquisition will step on this garbage heap.

Fortunately, this sweep of the western part of Elta was led by the Inquisition, and it can be regarded as a lesson learned from the Red Dragon Country. At least until the war has a clear outcome, they don't have to worry about being stabbed in the back again. No one will risk the world's condemnation to dig a pit for the soldiers on the battlefield. But this also means that the macro level of this battle must be won. Otherwise, what awaits them will be a harsher post-war reckoning. Didn't Uffy Mondridge say that if you lose to the point where you want your own gods to clean up the situation, then the first thing to end up is the enemy and yourself. What's more, the big enemy didn't succeed, and let the weak old enemy like a mouse hide in the enemy's wings.

The most terrible thing about the country of Lankas, or the existence of the Bimoon Church, which is above the state, is the immobility of power at the top. If the power of the traditional feudal society will be shuffled because of the end of the emperor's life and the change of imperial power, although this deck of cards may only be shuffled once in forty or fifty years, it is better than the bilunar church, which never shuffles the cards...... From the temple to the local church, from the assistant of the forbidden researcher to the soldier in the army, everyone is just the cornerstone of the eternal "superstructure" that can change water. Of course, no one has ever seen the scene of the "gods of the present world" fighting the country, but they will regularly show some supernatural powers and the like, and the most large-scale one recently is to enter the Red Dragon battlefield without injury...... If the imperial power is not replaced, it can also be solved by assassination, who thinks that the monarchs under the throne of Lancas can last what weapon to stab the god on the stage down? In their eyes, they are merely serving them under the throne of these "living gods", earning advantages over others - for example, the reason why they want to destroy the Red Dragon Kingdom is because they dare to destroy the monopoly trade that pays tribute to Lancas, and the reason why they want to cut down the roots of the Red Dragons, kill their descendants, and burn books that are different from the canon...... It's because the gods of this world are so angry - for no reason, it's as simple as that. Today, if the gods in the human world knew that these little bastards had escaped and escaped to the people of the other world, I am afraid that I would die and not be able to live in peace.

Now, the Eltasi Expedition of the Church of the Two Moons is really a backwater......