Most of the spies were locals of Elta, who were among the ordinary migrant workers, and they naturally recorded these closely monitored, obviously not bitter circumstances, and sent them to Rucha.

And Rucha has only one sentence to evaluate these guys who have left the team without permission - to blame.

The breakup of the troops is not a big thing to suffer. In the face of such a formidable enemy, it is normal for the organization to be broken up -- and Gui Jian will naturally not be touched by a nose. The actions of these magicians cannot be understood in terms of fear, they are afraid of the war itself.

And choosing to flee the war zone, and being attracted by the enemy's lucrative conditions and throwing himself into the net - thinking of this, Rucha couldn't help but smash the table with his fist, these magicians' heads are too magical, right? But when you think of the dareauts who dared to rob the ships of the Church merchants, these magicians have only harmed themselves, and it sounds like it is worthy of praise?

The warriors relied on tactics, strategy, and strength, while the mages were conceited to think that they could solve all problems with powerful magic. Nowadays, the warrior class may be able to run out of the world with their legs while escaping, and use their hands to keep themselves alive in the wilderness - it may be difficult for the mage.

"Why don't you go and get them back?" At that time, the general of the war group, who learned that his subordinates were still alive at the construction site, asked Rucha so urgently.

"The combat strength is not good, and they still want to get out of the battlefield and steal their lives, isn't this the end they deserve?" Rucha's answer was also categorical, he was glad to see the magicians in the army deflated—not to mention that it was reasonable.

"Lord Marshal is right, but if he continues to be tortured like this, these elites of the Church will ......" The word death was pressed in the throats of Rucha's subordinates, and it was not said after all.

"Or you're going to the rescue?" Rucha glared at his panicked subordinates. "If they're willing to run back, will they die?"

Aside from these, the information sent by the spies gradually drew a line in front of him. The line juzzles left and right on the map, twisting and turning into the shape of a network of roads.

"Could it be that the Elta people will build the road to Garcia and then attack the city?" He pinched up a few copies of the copied report and muttered to himself. He was puzzled by the fact that the army was also going to build roads. Could it be that they built roads to facilitate the attack on Garcia, failed and then fled? Impossible.

The routines of the otherworldly people always make him unable to see through. What will be the end of the Garcia defensive battle that he has painstakingly organized? I think I'm just living a day. What would he do if they did build the road under Garcia's walls? Just keep the gates shut, and then what?

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and left the report on the side of the desk, and now his own guards came to collect the papers - Rucha had begun to suspect that there was a traitor to Cierta in the army, and the secrecy that had been relaxed had to be picked up again.

The battle against Sierta should not be like what he had done before, if the rebels dared to put on a dignified formation, they would be defeated face to face, if the rebels were hiding and hiding, they would just swagger and smash the Yellow Dragon, and then besiege one of their strongholds one after another...... Originally, the opponent was supposed to be like a chicken and a dog, and it was easy work, but when did it start to become the current picture as if dancing under the command of others?

The good news is not that there is no news at all - according to the news reported by the spies, the magic powder mines did cause the "big" result of the death of at least three members of the Cierta army, although the number was not large, but this was the first effective and testable killing of the enemy by the Western Expeditionary Army, and it also slowed down the advance of the Cierta army.

Rucha has always despised the use of the Magic Powder Mine, and his subordinates did not convey Eufe Mondridge's "suggested usage" to the following - Eufe Mondridge remembered to keep the Magic Powder Mine at a distance, and remembered to let the doll digging the pit save the most surface of the soil until it was finally laid, but he forgot that he let the people sent to the front line are a group of young master soldiers, who can't even dig a pit, let alone fill it. Orfe Mondridge also has the dark history of digging traps and pits his sister in his manor, can these half-hung nobles who have broken their heads in the study of magic have the experience of playing with mud?

Earth magic can dig holes quickly, and can be used to speed up moss to cover them. However, the incorrect placement of these magic powder mines quickly renders them ineffective. Only by digging a pit with a good depth measured in the recommended usage method, and then properly backfilling the excavated soil in the original order, can it be able to inflict damage on passing enemies.

Hearing that the three Elta soldiers had finally been sent to the sky, Lucha hurriedly sent a letter to the rear asking for more magic powder mines - the first batch of large number of magic powder mines were left in various strongholds, and the magicians were unwilling to take away these "heretical weapons" sent by Orf Mondridge even if they had time, and they were also "heretics of heretics" who made magic succumb to heretics.

It was rare to catch such a piece of good news in a sea of bad news, but Rucha became more and more suspicious of the loyalty and ability of the magicians, as well as their intelligence.

"Digging a pit and burying a mine is probably better for the poor people of Elta to do than these stupid hats with wands." In his notes, Lucha criticized the magicians' performance in a merciless tone - this was not the first time, and certainly not the last.

Under the instructions of Ofer Mondrich and Mendong City, the "Elta Volunteers" in the rear, who had once set off a shocking wave, were actually willing to sit down with the Western Expeditionary Army to have a good talk, and the conditions were very simple. The Volunteers did not directly attack the Western Expeditionary Army, but only to ensure the normal harvest of magic powder crops, and the Western Expeditionary Army had to supply the corresponding grain. This was undoubtedly self-respecting, but the Western Expeditionary Army, which was already unable to launch a new round of offensive, still agreed very "humiliatingly".

"These Diao people are still very sensible." Lucha took the last report on the aftermath of the matter, but a few words made him feel good - they could burn all the magic powder fields, and it was also their current affairs to negotiate with the Bilunar Church to save their lives.

The report was enclosed in an envelope with a magic seal, and when the seal came off, the cover was naturally burned to ashes with a non-scorching flame. The sender apparently hoped that no copy would be left of the letter - and neither did the person who read it, so there was no trace of it on the only piece of paper.

Rucha watched as the flame of the candle in front of him gradually swallowed up most of the letter before pinching the blank corner in the wastebasket. It would be a good thing that the Volunteers would not make trouble, but this "good" news was based on the fact that some people dared to take up hoes and sickles and rebel against the Church -- this would have been unimaginable a few years ago, decades ago.

Rucha's mind had turned to the path of enlisting reinforcements. However, enlisting reinforcements symbolizes that his future path ends here, does he dare? The psychology of wanting to fight with the legendary new army of Ouffel Mondridge became his last straw at this time.

The fire of the harem, which was flowing down at full speed, obviously arrived in Hilqi faster than the merchant group - the rumors that Ofy Mondridge was chased by his eldest wife and fled all over the city had flown all over the city, and he and the pregnant woman were in the streets and alleys regardless of their identity, and the story of the chase between the brick and tile roofs was alternately used, and the story of the chase between the displacement magic and the capture magic was even more clear, and even Uffy Mondridge himself couldn't help but wonder if it was true.

Naio didn't do anything to Elena, and the harem didn't burn in the night sky of Hilzi as it had been rumored to be outside—Offe Mondridge just knelt on the ground with his new love and listened to the pregnant woman's lecture for hours. Naio, whose belly was already a little bulging, had already heard some rumors in the imperial capital, and by the time Hilziv confessed to her with his new love, she didn't seem to be out of shape - but her face was a little dark.

He only vaguely remembered that the sun was still high when the black-faced Naio ordered him and Elena to kneel down to listen to the training, and it was already dark when she finished speaking, and Offe Mondrich didn't remember anything else—there was no chase at all, let alone a battle for the palace......

Could it be that I lost my memory in those hours of spitting in the torrential rain?

Naio is the commander of the warband, and his talent is a sure thing. In addition, since she was a child, her family was almost bankrupt and sent her to various places to cultivate, so that she has the beautiful talk of climbing to the high position of the main general with her civilian background and beating many female generals from magical families.

However, Eufe Mondridge was not an ordinary aristocratic - if you talk about the family that Naio left behind in the competition, most of the nobles were "provincial celebrities". Then the nobles of the Ofer Mondrich family, who have only walked on a few floors below the temple for a long time, can only climb the peak for her, and cannot cross.

Men are more or less a bit of a "widow's disease" and "harem feelings". There are even more living gods in the temple of the Twin Moon Church who "have passed by the side of the flowers, and their hands do not touch a leaf" - but no matter how many women he is lucky with, it is true that none of them have left a divine seed.

The archbishops of those powerful countries have as few as two or three managers in each department, and at most have female partners in two digits.

It is still an "open secret" in the church that the archbishop of Shanyun Kingdom has a large number of male favorites - this bishop no longer seems to care about his rumors and heirs, after all, the history of the church is very clear, and there was a two-way plug to be crowned as an archbishop in the past, and a "single-minded person" like him is certainly nothing. As for the heir, you can choose one of the male pets.

Naio should be glad that her noble husband wasn't a two-way plug - that's exactly what she thought, except that Elena's spirit had to be killed to show her who the perfect mistress was. On the other hand, since she can't and can't stop Uffy Mondrich's family expansion plan, then at least let her go as fast as she says.