The guards who rushed out on horseback did not return for a long time, and the soldiers sent by Bridget to find them did not return in vain. Locke's anger in his belly was nowhere to go, and the non-commissioned officers in the guard were all veterans who had followed him for many years. They are loyal, athletic, and each of them is able to deal with three or so enemies on their own. But this is the kind of warrior who fell into the trap of the syndicate thieves and died in a corner of this land.

The morale of the team inevitably dropped, and everyone looked at the grass on both sides in silence, and no one hung their shields on their horses.

Everyone underestimated the enemy, they didn't expect the battle situation here to be like this. Even Locke didn't expect to be attacked so soon at first.

Everyone was silent, and the accompanying priests treated the wounded non-commissioned officers for broken bones and other injuries, and in order not to affect their morale, they gritted their teeth one by one and received treatment from the Holy Light without making any sound.

In this world, as long as you don't hang up on the spot, the Holy Light can slowly heal your injuries. It's even more important for things like broken bones, but it will take some time to recover.

Bridget walked over slowly, standing beside Locke, holding a blood-red robe in her hand, touching Locke's arm and handing it to him.

"Put it on, those noble robbers of the Syndicate, they will recognize the coat of arms. They will focus on ambushing our officers and non-commissioned officers at all levels. It may have been that their scouts had already spotted you at the beginning of the South Point Fortress, and the people who attacked us should have gathered temporarily. Never before had we encountered an ambush on this scale. ”

Locke's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his breathing was a little rapid, and he tried to ease the anger in his heart.

Pushing away the non-commissioned officer robe that Bridget handed him, Locke responded in a dull voice, "It's useless, our team is composed of officers and non-commissioned officers." Isn't such a contingent conspicuous? And..."

Locke turned his head and looked at Bridget with suppressed anger, "I can't change my robe, this represents Lordaeron's courage and glory!" It also represents my image among the soldiers. I think you should understand..."

Bridget didn't force it, she silently put away the non-commissioned officer robe, and turned her head to look at the grass on both sides.

"Master Harvey, let's go." Hudson whispered on the other side of Locke, "They can't come back..."

The sound of the line of fire lit up behind Locke, and Locke looked back to see several non-commissioned officers in the Southern Theater of Operations holding lit fireworks in their hands to the sky.

The line of fire soon burned to the end, and the spark burrowed into the tail of the fireworks, and the fireworks flew into the air with a loud chirp... A red firework and two yellow fireworks burst into the air.

If you don't deliberately plug your ears, anyone who hears the sound of fireworks can see the fireworks in the sky within a kilometer of the surrounding area.

"It's a warning, it means we've been attacked, but it's over. The nearest patrols and support troops will rush to our place. Britsett explained softly, "This method of delivering messages is very convenient here. ”

Locke listened silently, and soon turned around and looked back, "Let's go..."

The winding procession continued on, this time no one was riding their horses, and the knights were on the outside of their horses, shields on their arms to defend against attacks that might come at the team at any moment.

Locke still walked at the front of the line with his head held high, and he strode ahead as he thought about the solution to the problem he was facing. Bridget on the side was comforting Locke.

"I know they are all brave soldiers, and they will not die in vain. All will remember their names, and their deeds will be accepted in the local church. ”

"Syndicate, what can't they do with us? Our army is several times larger than theirs, and such despicable means of theirs will not allow us to back down. ”

Bridget's outrageous words of comfort made Locke turn his head to look at her helplessly.

Locke sighed, and as he walked, he looked at Bridget's face with an ugly smile, "How do I think you're like my mother?" I'm a little uncomfortable, but it's not like I'm going to have anything to do with it..."

Lockerbie gestured his hand and didn't know what to say for a while, and Hudson on the other side couldn't help but shake his head.

"I'm sorry, but please forgive me for my presumptuousness." Hudson paused and said, "Maybe Master Bridget is worried that you're going to have some radical thoughts because of this." ”

Locke said helplessly as he walked, "I thank you for caring about me, but I'm not Ben. I probably don't need such comfort from you? Isn't this level of fighting commonplace for us? ”

"How can there be no bloodshed in war?"

"My lord, I don't need my cousin to be comforted like this. You can't use me as an example—" Behind Locke, Ben protested in a aggrieved whisper.

"Shut up! No one treats you like a dumb person! Bridget turned around indignantly and said to her cousin, "This is the battlefield, be careful, you will go wherever he goes!" Stay safe! ”

Seeing that her cousin was angry, Ben stuck out her tongue and didn't speak.

The galloping sound of war horses was heard in front of them, and the cavalrymen who were on guard turned over and mounted their horses to meet them. Soon the men returned, bringing with them a squad of patrolling soldiers.

Recently, the soldiers on patrol arrived.

The soldiers also brought some news that skirmishes had begun in the front-line areas. But those men were far from being opponents of the Scarlet Crusaders, and the battle was almost one-sided.

Locke thought as he walked, and casually asked a question.

"It stands to reason that it shouldn't be, and the agents of the Security Service should have told me about this sooner rather than later." Locke questioned the attack he had just received, "No, as Brigitte said, this should be their improvisation. ”

"Lord Harvey, I've wanted to tell you about this for a long time." Hudson abruptly cut to the topic, "About your over-reliance on the Security Agency. ”

"In order not to have any unforeseen losses in the future, I have to be clear."

"Yes, General Hudson." Locke nodded, after all, he had not been to the field to investigate and get accurate information.

"The Security Service exists as an intelligence agency, and their role is like the word meaning, collecting and probing information to ensure the security of the kingdom. But they are not an army after all, and they are not omnipotent scouts capable of replacing the army. Just because an agent of the Security Service did not report on an area does not make you make a wrong judgment. ”

"Like our enemies, the thieves of the syndicates and the rebellious nobles, the agents are bribed or coerced by any other means. Even if they infiltrate, what position can they occupy among the enemy in such a limited time? What kind of accurate information can be obtained? How to ensure the authenticity of the information? ”

"At first, I thought that your lord had already taken into account the actual situation here. Yes, all our military operations have always been carried out with the intelligence support of the Security Service, but what if the intelligence is wrong one day? ”

Hudson's words made Locke stunned for a moment, he hadn't thought about it yet. Probably not that happens, right?

"It's as if we went into the Hillsbrad Hills this time and didn't notice what was actually happening here. As a result, our army has repeatedly had problems when fighting. This should not be, as an agent who reconnoites the military situation and military landforms, at least he should tell the commander in detail about the terrain and landforms of this area, so that the commander can analyze all kinds of possible emergencies. ”

"It's only by deploying that you can avoid all kinds of problems."

"So what?" Locke asked as he walked, "General, since you asked, there must be a solution." ”

"Yes, I think it would be possible to split up part of the Security Service and form a military intelligence agency directly under the army. In fact, in the past, scouts in the army have always been tasked with this task, but then we canceled it. ”

"I don't think it's appropriate. Some agents of the Security Service may be good at finding out certain information, or dealing with incidents that are not related to the military. But in terms of military affairs, many things are not very familiar, but it is worth noting that it is precisely because of these details that it is one of the key reasons that determine whether the war can be won or not. ”

This is....

Locke had to think about Hudson's real point in asking the question.

Everyone knows that the Security Service is under the jurisdiction of Noris, and this department is also a knife in Locke's hand, and it is also the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all loyal Locke.

Locke had to wonder with malice, was the military, led by Hudson, trying to expand their voice? Or did Hudson not believe in the identity of the Norris Elf?

Well, it's possible that Hudson was quite disgusted with elves at first. However, the agents of the Security Service may not be as careful about military reconnaissance as the professional scouts in the military, perhaps because of the different emphasis.

For example, scouting the approximate number of enemy soldiers, drawing maps, marking key landforms, and so on.

"This body is only for the military aspect, and as for the security of the kingdom, it is not under their jurisdiction. At the same time, I also suggested the restoration of the scout wings in the army, which proved to be indispensable. Hudson put it bluntly, "Wartime intelligence is certainly not the same as the information that has been detected in the past, and it takes a great deal of intelligence to be reconciled so that the commander can make the right choice." ”

"So, I'm hoping to set up such a body and separate it from the Security Bureau."

Locke rubbed his nose and wondered if this was possible. Bridget, who had been listening to it for so long, agreed, "As the commander of the Southern Theater of Operations, I also agree with this suggestion. ”

"Wartime intelligence is also very important."

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