Chapter 1067: Prisoner of War McGonagall

"Can't find it?!"

It wasn't until noon the next day that an angry shout rang out from the core command area in Laxia City: "It's only twenty meters away, and people are lost?"

The Tukh Commander Kasri was furious, and when she spoke, she resembled a lion. She is a full 1.85 meters tall, although she did not wear the heavy armor of the battlefield, but she only wore a leather armor vest, which made the row of Tuk women kneeling below dare not breathe.

"I told you to be safe, the guards must follow at all times!

She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger: "Putting aside her affairs for the time being, is there anything missing?"

"General Kasri, we just counted the number of shells and... and the number of fragments, which are not missing. ”

The news made her breathe a sigh of relief, and after walking back and forth three times, the burly general sat down on his chair: "The task given to us by His Majesty will never allow any mistakes! Now even if those fellows of Rasiman know the function of these weapons, it will be useless - but those who disobey the order must be dealt with according to military law!"

"Sarina was demoted by two levels and fined thirty lashes. Although you are a priest, Your Majesty has granted me full responsibility for this operation, and you are also subject to my jurisdiction, and I will give you a chance to defend yourself now that you are dealt with in this way. ”

The latter bowed his head and confessed: "It was my negligence that caused McGonagall's disappearance, I plead guilty, General." ”

Seeing that the slender subordinate was dragged out for execution, General Kasri nodded with satisfaction, turned to his staff and asked, "How is the enemy moving?"

"In the morning two armies had set up ladders around the southern wall, but they had only four thousand men combined, and in the afternoon it was expected that there would be a tentative attack. ”

"Heh, this group of people never has a long memory. ”

Kasri sneered, "Hold on for another week, and then I'll personally cut off the heads of those mages!"

She turned her gaze to the subordinates in front of her, but frowned imperceptibly: "You usually stay away from those fragments, and the guards who guard rotate every day, I always feel that those things are not quite right." ”

"Yes, General!"

As the city of Laxia prepares for another attack, McGonagall, sitting in the wilderness, is in a cold sweat explaining her identity - "I... I'm just a squire of the priest of Sarina, and I don't know what those things are!"

Of course, she knew at this time that she had fallen into the hands of the enemy - and in her impression, Rasiman's army did not say "ransom money to buy prisoners of war", because the current war made the other side very poor, and some Tukh soldiers and non-commissioned officers who were captured in the previous battles were finally beheaded in public...

Although Tukh women are stronger than men, being strong does not mean that everyone has an iron will. As an acolyte, McGonagall was not a big person, so before Roddy could use any torture, she recruited everything: "My lord... I'm definitely not lying! You can do whatever I want, please don't kill me!"

Nata pursed her lips on the side, obviously feeling that this guy was spineless. However, Roddy didn't have any expression, sat down on the stool condensed by the earth element across from her, and continued to ask, "What made those cannonballs?"

"Fruit! A fruit produced in an oasis deep in the desert, very light, but very round, and projected far farther than ordinary stone projectiles!"

"Where did all those things come from in Priest Sarena's hands?"

She knew this question, and replied without hesitation: "It was given by His Majesty... Each priest took a bag when he set out on the expedition. ”

"What does it look like?"

"It's all pieces! I—I don't know what it is, it looks like a smashed stone or a piece of wood, and Priest Sarina never allows anyone else to take it..."

"Put it in that fruit and you can achieve the effect of banning demons?"

"No... No, when the pieces are piled together, they have this effect, but they disappear quickly when they are separated. I—I don't know why—"

She saw that Luo Di frowned, for fear that the other party would use some kind of torture, and quickly added: "But after being processed by the priest, this fragment will have the effect you said when the cannonball explodes..."

Roddy didn't speak, and it was clear that the crux of the matter was on the pieces. As for the priest's spell, it should only be some way of dealing with it, but McGonagall was only an attendant and was not qualified to learn this spell at all.

Although the spineless Tukh woman didn't know the key information, for Roddy, she already had a rough idea of the core and the problem - and as a surprise, McGonagall knew the distribution of forces throughout the city: of the 2,000 troops, 500 were Tukh elite troops, and even the leaders were Tuk, while the remaining 1,500 were "miscellaneous soldiers" from Rasiman's neighboring countries.

In fact, the whole team had 5,000 feet before attacking the city of Laxia, not because of the heavy casualties during the attack, but because those ragtag soldiers fled nearly 1,000 people when they saw that the wind was not in the right direction, and if it weren't for General Kasri killing hundreds of deserters on the spot, I am afraid they would not have been able to capture the city at all.

After listening to it for a while, Roddy felt inexplicably painful: how does the level of battle between the two sides sound like the militia armed forces in the Middle East on the earth who use AK as a whip...

This way of fighting in which rookies peck each other is really difficult for the Tuke generals.

McGonagall didn't know what Roddy was thinking, she confided in what she shouldn't have said in order to save her life, and provided important news that surprised Roddy-

"You said reinforcements would arrive in a week?"

"It's... Yes, that's what the general said, we just need to hold on and wait for help. ”

The news made Nata's expression become serious, and she looked at Roddy, who squinted as if calculating something, and nodded after a while: "It's too late." ”

There was no beginning or end to the sentence, and McGonagall was confused.

She had been guessing the identities of these people since she woke up, but until now she couldn't figure out what these people were doing...

There were only two simple tents in the wasteland in front of me, and a large magic circle with a strange shape. Of the seven men, two were interrogating her, and the other five mages were dressed in Rasiman-style robes, but they were always casting spells not far away.

"By the way, if you go to your royal city from here, do you know the way?"

Roddy's sudden question made McGonagall visibly stunned. She opened her mouth wide for a few seconds, "Y-you're going to-"

"If you don't admit it, forget it. ”

Seeing a magic tentacle suddenly rising from Roddy's back, McGonagall shouted, "I know the way, I know the way, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Roddy's eyebrows jumped, and Nata next to her glanced at her, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "There are no replacement clothes for you here." ”

Prisoner of War McGonagall blushed like a monkey's butt because she realized that she had just been frightened and incontinent...

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