"Good, get out of the way!" Yanna is equipped with a special fist glove, which Scarlet has specially built for her. The principle is simple, it is to extract the energy from the psionic crystal and focus it into a blade, which is a simple light blade modeled after a weapon called the 'Templar'.

After lighting the light blade, Yanna stabbed the light blue light blade into the connection of the wine cabinet, and soon after, a soft sound was heard, and it seemed that something heavy had landed. Seeing this, Scarlet waved at Pole and Noelle, and asked them to carry the wine cabinet out of the wine cabinet from the inside out.

Sure enough, as Saiel thought, the back of the wine cabinet was hollow, and even the mechanism behind the wine cabinet was also reached by her. She walked quickly to the open space of about ten square meters, stepped lightly on a few feet, and realized that there was a lot of underground space hidden under the floor under her feet.

Under her guidance, several people successfully lifted the thick wooden planks that blocked the entrance, and found a long and narrow staircase that led to the ground. The crowd turned on the lights and walked down one by one. After walking a dozen meters deep, they came to their destination, a small basement.

Looking at the furnishings in the room, everyone's hearts were shocked. In the center of the room was a ball-like statue of a small snake with countless twisted and multi-purpose eyes, and on the largest front wall, a huge black snake coiled in a circle.

"Sure enough, damn bugs, damn fools!" Yan Na was a little excited, after months of hard work, she finally had an eyebrow, she continued to order: "Everyone look around, carefully check their missing feet, be careful, although the strength of these guys is not worth mentioning, but it is difficult to guarantee that they will cause some small trouble!" ”

Several people immediately took action, and Scarlet also activated his psionic energy, carefully scanning the corners and corners of the room several times. Soon, Noelle found some burned paper ashes, which were supposed to be the letters that had been burned before the other party fled urgently, and she found only a few words in them, most of which were worthless. Others didn't have much to gain, and most of the things left behind in this basement were ordinary supplies.

"Hmm, damn it! Didn't you leave anything behind!? Yanna stomped her foot in anger.

"It's not that there is no at all~" Scarlet looked at the few unburned paper fragments in his hand, "There are a lot of place names mentioned here, well, if you guess correctly, they should all be the names of cities in the southern part of the kingdom, and even if there are no their nests, there are more or less strongholds." It seems that the plan of action has to be changed, and next time, we will have to act before the Maharaja! So as not to miss the opportunity again, as this time. ”

"Well, that's all it takes, well, the other party here is not big, it should be a small stronghold, and it's pretty good to get this information!" Yanna opened her mouth to cheer up.

Then, she found Duo Fang holding a medicine bottle, carefully examining the remaining potions in it. Yanna stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?" Duo Fang? What did you find? Oh, you don't look good, are you okay? ”

Duo Fang came back to his senses from his thoughts, nodded with a solemn expression, and then replied loudly: "The contents of this potion are quite strange, I can't carefully distinguish the tools at hand, I have to go back to the Jun's camp to get the equipment, and then do further analysis!" ”

"Hmm, is it that important? Duo Fang? Scarlet said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Captain Scarlet." Duo Fang nodded earnestly.

"Well, since we can't find any other information here, we should leave. The natives must also be informed to seal this place down. Scarlet thought about it, and it was indeed time to close the team.

After a while, the people walked out of the tavern and walked towards the camp. They didn't notice that two strong men were quietly watching them from behind a street corner in the distance.

"They're far away, Elio, it's our turn!" Oliver urged.

"Alright, let's go." Elio sighed, and quickly followed Oliver as he trotted all the way.

Upon entering the hotel, they immediately saw the wine cabinet that had been removed and the entrance on the ground. The two quickly walked to the entrance, where Oliver lit a torch and groped his way with Elio to the hidden basement.

"Dude, do you see?! Is this the thing? The strong man sent a message backwards.

"Well, it's the same as the information provided by Mr. Carmendi, except that the statue and totem have changed slightly. However, it should still be the same force, at least a related force. Oliver looked at the data, which contained a game log written by a former Birdman ruler obtained by the 'Comedy Harlequin', detailing his experience with a quirky cultist NPC.

"Well, now that it's confirmed, we don't have anything to ask for, after all, the chicks have already checked." Oliver sighed, "It's just that, these guys, seem to have the same purpose as us." ”

"Bang !!!" Oswell threw the quilt in his hand to the ground, and with a hideous face, he opened his mouth and tried his best to suppress his anger, and it took a full minute to hold back the roar that had rushed to his throat.

"How dare he! This bastard! Dead bald! Oswell grabbed the secret letter and crumpled it into a ball, then he put down the scrap of paper and put his hands on the bare skull. The letter that made him so angry and desperate was naturally a secret report of the fall of the city of Achille. Ever since the removal of this defensive line and the news of the Maharaja's march south, he has been worried about the city of Achilli. He also offered to send troops to help garrison the city, but the suspicious Lord of Tree refused, and even repeatedly packed the ticket, saying that he could defend the city alone and did not need the Alliance's worries.

As a result, only a few days later, the city was taken! No, it should be said that the city was sent out, directly to the counterinsurgency king, and they didn't even die a single soldier, and they didn't even fire a single shot, and they easily took the city of Achilly! If it weren't for his own cronies who sent the letter, Oswell would have killed the messenger with one shot!

Oswell reclined in his chair, his brow furrowed and his eyelids twitching. The abandonment of the city of Achille, and the abandonment of the Treeu family, was a plan conspired between him and President Wolff. Originally, in their plan, as a fortress-type city that has been intermittently repairing and strengthening the city defense since it was built, there are many walls and artillery, which is easy to defend and difficult to defend. In addition, Tritel's dead bald man also has a hand in leading the troops, and his subordinates are obedient and hardworking, even if there is no help from others, they can hold on for a month or two. If during the siege of the Great Monarch, his own monarch team can harass and take advantage of the situation to counterattack, even if the siege cannot be relieved, the time for the city to be captured can be postponed for another month! In this way, it is possible to drag the season to the middle of winter, where the temperature difference between day and night is very large, and the season is wet and cold. In this kind of weather, it not only affects the inflation efficiency and stability of steam, but also greatly reduces the physical strength of the counterinsurgency monarch, who is mainly composed of northern soldiers.

However, this plan was completely ruined. Whether it's him, President Walter, or even the Maharaja of counterinsurgency. I would never have thought that Trittle would be able to give up the city he had owned for generations so simply, and even end his own life. For a few moments, Oswell still admired him from the bottom of his heart, but this bit of admiration was also dispersed by the resentment that followed.

Osville continued to ponder that the city of Achille had fallen into the hands of the Maharaja. Next, it was the turn of the city of Loklian. Osville knows his strength very well, and the number of Jun teams is almost the same as that of Achille City, but his Jun team here is more of a temporary recruit of recruits, and the training time will not be longer than that of the new monarch of the royal family, and the intensity and effect of training are definitely not as good as those of the other party. There are quite a few mercenaries, more than 10,000 people, but these people are unreliable, and they do not have any loyalty to themselves. If it's a good fight, once it loses miserably, it will be like the thousands of mercenaries hired by Trittle, and they will run away. He even thought about whether to disband these useless waste bastards in advance, otherwise once the royal monarch besieged the city, he would have to beware of what these idiots had to think about.

Oswell kept thinking about a way out of the situation, but the consequences of Trittle's betrayal were too serious. Now that the Maharaja had gained a highly defended base and cities to garrison, the effects of winter in the central plains were not fatal. In addition, it is certain that the royal family will definitely not negotiate peace easily, even if the city of Loklian can hold out for half a year, or even a year, as long as there is no big problem in the north, they will definitely continue to fight, after all, the initiative is in their hands, and they can send troops whenever they want.

Looking at the map on the table, Osville had a stomachache, from the city of Achille to the city of Loklian, not to mention the danger, even a high hill can not be seen, the forest is not dense, a few piles are sparse, there is no way to hide people, no ambush. Whether it is a counterattack to capture the city, or an ambush halfway, or even to resist an attack, there are not many good ways, and there is no other way than to take human lives. But what's worse is that he is short of manpower now, and he doesn't dare to think about where to make up for his team if the loss of his monarch team is too great.

With a long sigh, Oswell hated his stupid and weak father even more. If it weren't for his foolishness, how could he have fallen into the evil deeds of the Turrell family, and degenerated from the royal faction to the unpopular southern localization. He caused the family to fall into disaster, not only lost the support of the royal family, but also failed to win the acceptance of the south, which caused the status of Lockrian City to become very delicate, and the overt and covert suppression of Akili City caused all aspects of Lockrian City to be affected. More and more caravans left Loklian and switched to Achilli, which made the Tekolo family, who had been living on commercial taxes, more and more in danger, and they were forced to make counterfeit gold coins themselves.