Section 578: Plans and Changes (2)
As soon as the cannon sounded, the resistors in the courtyard immediately panicked - this cannon is no better than the mage, who has been born and raised in this land for thousands of years, and everyone has never been a mage, but at least they have seen the mage throwing the basin everywhere, and they will not be helpless against the mage.
But the cannon, ten years ago, it was a front-loading mortar cannon for stone shells, but now it is a killer who uses various types of ammunition, and in terms of range, the cannons of various calibers in the Marin workshop have exceeded the range of the mage by several times.
In Marin's position, you can see these guys desperate - some people tried to climb over the wall, but as soon as they climbed out, they were hit by soldiers hiding in the shadows and collapsed; Some people wanted to hide in the wall, and then the second shell passed through the wall under the druid's reconnaissance, and the high-explosive shell directly turned the wall and the two dozen unlucky people behind the wall into unlucky ghosts.
More people hid in the middle of the small building and the wall, trying to use the small building to block the firing range of the cannons.
Then the soldiers' wooden-handled grenades were thrown over, and they smashed into the wall and fell into the wall, knocking down the stubborn ones in pieces.
Marin watched the battle until the end, feeling that his commissars had fully understood how to fight a generational battle, so he went down to the ground and entered the courtyard with the soldiers.
At this time, there was no one left in the caravan to stand.
No, it should be said that there are only a few left who can still catch their breath.
The leader was lucky, the wall was holding him down, and instead helped him block all the grenade shrapnel, Marin had him tied up and start examining the dead and the corpses.
In Marin's opinion, these guys are either Chaos Cultists, or some shady guys, if it is the former, then there must be some distortion in their bodies.
If it's the latter, there will be no distortion, but there will always be something tattooed on the body.
For example, the marks under the soles of some people's feet.
Unfortunately, all the corpses that could be found had no marks or tattoos, and there were no distortions, and Marin frowned, feeling that something had gone unexpected.
Several wounded people didn't open their mouths after being rescued, and now they are tortured for fear that they will die at the speed of light, Marin originally wanted to use mind control, but the first guy just accepted this spell, and his head exploded like a balloon, if it wasn't for Marin seeing the opportunity to directly wrap the spiritual energy around the guy's head, I was afraid that the whole yard would have to be colored again in the next second.
There should be some prohibition on people dragging these wounded away and putting them in the town's cells, Marin thought about it, and could only use the leader as a breakthrough.
A high-ranking person like him should know a lot of things, although he can't use the technique on him considering the prohibition, but this guy's body and bones are quite good, Marin handed over the work of torture to his subordinates, and then stepped aside.
Most of the members of these caravans were northerners, and some sketchers were painting them one by one, and when the time came, some rubbings were given to the soldiers, and maybe they would be able to recognize them with a bit of luck.
If you're unlucky, you can't help it, but it's better to do it than not to do it at all.
The commissars have a heart.
Marin thought so, and at the same time noticed that two more halflings were lifted down from Xiao Lou's side.
"Wounded?" Seeing that these two guys were not bleeding all over their bodies, Marin felt that the third floor had been raised, and it was really lucky to survive under the dual effect of shell fragments and shock waves.
"Yes, Your Excellency, they were two wounded, and when we found them, they were stunned under the table on the second floor, and it looks like they must have climbed the table after a failed wine fight." The company commander who led the team replied.
"That's great, wake them up, I have something to do with them." Marin looked at the two halflings and felt that his luck today was really a twist.
Well, before waking up, Marin is ready to give them a little fresh show.
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The soldiers tied up the two halflings, then brought two buckets of water from a nearby well and poured them over their heads.
The two halflings immediately came to their senses and let out a scream of pain.
"Throw them around the campfire." Considering that he still needs to talk, Marin doesn't want these two guys to die of hypothermia.
The soldiers threw the two halflings around the campfire, and Marin sat down across from them: "I'm Marin, Marin Gayat, and I think you should know who I am, so I want to know why you're in town and why you're looking at that warehouse." β
"Don't say it!" The leader roared behind Marin, and before the next sentence could be spoken, the executing soldier pressed it back with a soldering iron.
The leader twitched like a fish out of water on the shelf hanging from him.
"See, your leader is a transcendent professional, he has thick skin and thick flesh, and he will endure some torture, and he will endure it for a while." Speaking of this, Marin was like a devil: "What about you, you delicate skin and tender meat, what will happen to you if the soldering iron is pressed on your body." β
With that, Marin stretched out his hand, and a soldier handed over a fiery handful of Luotie, with which the demon in the eyes of the halfling ignited the tobacco on his lips.
"Tell me, who the hell are the people."
"I'll kill you if I say it!" The first leader's roar was once again pressed back into his stomach by the soldering iron.
A soldier with an axe cut off the chief's leg with an axe.
Two halflings screamed.
"We are the Men in Black of the National Order!"
"I'm here to snatch the contents of the warehouse!"
Marin was silent for a moment: "What did you say?" β
The two halflings said it again in unison, and said a detail that had not been said before: "We have agents lurking in this Chaos Sect warehouse!" β
Seeing that the two halflings had passed the test, Marin turned his head and looked at the saromon on the torture shelf and choked speechlessly - what the hell are those fools of the National Order doing, why didn't their team come over and say something?
Now it's okay, the water rushes to the Dragon King Temple, and his family beats his own family, thinking that they are chaos believers and are still dead.
Thinking of this, Marin casually withdrew the illusion.
The two halflings watched their leader transform into a saromon and seemed a little difficult to accept.
"Collect the team, put all the corpses in coffins, and I'll go to the national church to say something." Throwing the cigarette butt in the face of the leader who was tied up by the five flowers and still gagged to watch the play, Marin scolded angrily, You report at the city gate, there will not be so much shit.
Luckily, Lulu is a Night's Watchman, and she is a different branch from the Man in Black.
No, we still have to find a righteous church to help.
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"This elementary school apprentice of mine has grown up." Watching Lulu exit her office, the old lady sitting at the long table looked at her peers and smiled.
"Yes, the children who didn't come to me back then are now married." Her peers compared their legs and sighed.
"Marin is a very good young man, what he did in the southern defence of Copenhagen is amazing, I have never seen such a good young man, I would love to meet him when I have time." Speaking of this, the old lady looked at her old friend: "Cassel, you old dog in black, no daughter of the right age, do you feel angina?" β
"Ha, dear Isabella, what do I suffer, can this young man still look at those crooked melons and cracked dates in my family. But then again, I think you'll see him soon, but I've heard about what he did in Kossel, sending the DorΓ© Vince family to the gallows, and the Vince family in Copenhagen didn't even dare to let out a fart, which is a great pleasure to say. The old man in the black robe laughed as he said this.
His laughter made the old lady shake her head: "You just like to gloat, beware of joy and sorrow." β
"Watch out for what, I'm telling you, I've sent my Basque Cork to Cosell, that Chaos warehouse has been completely infiltrated by us, thanks to the rifles that were used as decoys before." Speaking of this, the old man looked at the door: "Strange, Lulu, this child is back...... Wait a minute, there are two more unfamiliar footsteps. β
"Oh, my schoolboy." Isabella looked at the young lady who pushed the door open, and the young man and ...... standing beside her "Bishop Tang of the Church of Justice, rare guest, why are you here. β
"Well, I'm here with Lord Marin today." The Bishop of Southern Tynay, who had extremely long white eyebrows, sighed when he said this: "Let Your Excellency Marin speak." β
"Marlin?"
Isabella and Cassel glanced at each other, and both saw in each other's eyes a deep fear of each other's crow's beaks.
And the handsome and lovely young man in their eyes coughed lightly: "What happened in the town of Cosell, I think you should know." β
"If it's about Dorray Vince killing himself, then we do understand." Isabella nodded at the same time as Cassel.
"No, I'm talking about the Men in Black unit's entry into the town of Kossel." The young man laughed a little awkwardly.
"Didn't they tell you?" Isabella feels bad about big things.
"Didn't they tell you?" Kassel sensed that disaster was coming.
"No, they entered the town of Corcell disguised as a caravan, and we found a warehouse guarded by Chaos cultists before, and members of our troops found them observing the warehouse, so ...... There was a little accident. The young man smiled a little helplessly.
"Surprise, it's really ......" Isabella looked at the young man through the detection of lies, and glanced at her old friend with some helplessness.
Kassel also doesn't look like there's anything to say: "What about the casualties on both sides." Speaking of this, the old man also smiled: "It's okay, Your Excellency Marin, this incident happened because of the accident caused by the opaque information of the two sides, and it is very normal for each other to have deaths and injuries, as long as there is no question in the future." β
"Hmm...... Wounded and killed can be questioned...... "The young man laughed a little innocently.
"Say, I'll listen, don't worry, I won't blame you." Cassel said.
Isabella picked up her teacup and prepared to drink her tea.
"Your army of men in black entered the town with a total of one hundred and seventeen men, and after the battle was over, nine remained, all wounded." As the young man spoke, Isabella, who was in the audience, squirted tea from her mouth.
Cassel was already clutching his chest and slid out of his chair with a painful face.