McGee saw that the reconnaissance leader had no opinion at all, and the small spoon on the side was still pulling around, and he was angry. Just stand up, push the door and go out.

"Don't be angry," Boris stood up a little embarrassed and explained casually, "You also know that our empire has a lot of things to do, and it is inevitable that the efficiency of things is not high, and some things are not up to me alone. ”

"There's no need to explain," McGee saw through him, "I'll report to your country's Governor Van Meer and the old general Bradley about today's matter, and I'll see what your empire means about this time." ”

"Hey, don't ......" Boris tried to stop him, but McGee slammed the door away.

Little Spoon and Boris were left in the room, and the two looked at each other for a moment, each with their own thoughts. Little Spoon felt that it was necessary to watch this person here, so as not to have any emergencies at that time, and he had a good idea of it. Thinking of this, the little spoon simply sat down here, did nothing, and looked at him in a daze.

Boris was furious when he was seen, and laughed dryly: "That...... I see your clothes are wet, why don't you go back and change your clothes first?"

"No, change your body and come back, won't it get wet again?" replied the little spoon.

"What are you going to come back for?" Polis couldn't help but ask directly, "What else do you have to do?"

"I ...... Alas," the little spoon lay on the table, "I'm tired, don't make me make any more excuses, okay?"

Polis: "......"

On the other hand, McGee slammed the door and went out, but he didn't give up. If the rebel army is destroyed, it will also have a significant impact on the interests of the country here, and it stands to reason that the empire can't ignore it, but now I don't know if it's the personal problem of the head of the reconnaissance group, or the policy problem of the empire, and he actually shirks the blame?

In any case, the rebels cannot be destroyed! If the empire does not take action, then the country will take action! Of course, it is not McGee himself who takes the sword to slash the chariot, and he himself does not have the strength. But the country didn't just send an observer like him, there was also a mercenary group in the shadows.

It is said that it is a mercenary group, but in fact, it is just a regular army that has changed its clothes, and when it is okay, it takes on some tasks, or cooperates with the empire to do some operations or exercises, and its individual quality, discipline, or equipment are far beyond ordinary mercenaries, but they have always been disguised as average in normal times, and they have a good relationship with other mercenary groups, except for a few people, no one knows that they are actually one of the regular army.

At this time, this long-dormant mercenary group was immediately activated, and the official personnel of the whole regiment were only about 30 people, three chariots, but each profession was complete, and many of them had multiple skills. Although the overall strength is far inferior to that of the Imperial Dragon Knight, it is still more than enough for the kobolds.

"A few of you, take a few kobolds to block the city gates!The others are all out and kill the group in front of the rebels!" The legion, disguised as the leader of the mercenary group, immediately ordered.

Slightly different from the high-ranking Imperial people, the mercenary group must integrate into the local environment if they want to take on the mission, so they also temporarily recruited a bunch of supernumerary kobolds, which happened to be used at this time.

As soon as the action was taken, the behavior of the city changed immediately, and the original assembly plan arranged by the quilt brave suddenly went wrong, the city gate was blocked, and the next step seemed to be to check the rhythm of the whole city. What should I do? Do you want to fight out?

At this time, the little spoon was still sitting in the hotel, and a detective mage hurriedly ran to report, seeing that the little spoon was still there, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"You say, she's her own anyway. Polis muttered.

The scout mage was surprised for a moment, how could the little spoon become his own person, but he didn't have time to think about the situation, and immediately spoke: "The city gate is blocked, and it seems that some mercenary group is enforcing the blockade. ”

"Mercenary group?" Boris knew the inside story, and when he heard the three words of the mercenary group, he basically knew what the situation was. McGee has already made a move, and it is good for him to shoot, after all, if the rebels really can't hold on, the empire will also have losses.

"The gates are blocked?" said Little Spoon to his feet, "is it true? Why?"

The "......" detective mage was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know if it was necessary to answer.

"Isn't this the territory of the Empire?It seems that the Empire only has the power to enforce the law?How can a mercenary group block the city gate?" the little spoon frowned, "What do you say? This simply doesn't take the people of the Empire seriously!"

There was silence in the room.

The little spoon spoke again: "Also, you see that it rains so hard, many people have to rush home to collect quilts." If the gates are blocked, the quilt will be wet, you say?"

There was silence in the room again.

Boris finally coughed dryly: "Go!" The mercenaries at the city gate disturbed the peace and drove them away. ”

The detective mage looked at this suspiciously, looked at that: "Sir......"

"What are you doing?" Polis couldn't help but raise his voice. The Scout Mage shuddered at the yelling and hurried away.

Inside, Little Spoon was satisfied with the other party's attitude and smiled and nodded at him. Polis bowed his head and sighed silently.

In a moment, the mercenaries at the city gate were forcibly dispersed, and they did not dare to confront the Empire after all. When the news reached McGee's ears, his teeth itched. What do the Imperials want to do? Are they going to sell their teammates?

I wanted to question Boris in person, but I guess it wouldn't be useful. simply hit hard, got a chariot himself, and then chased it out. Since there is no blockade, let's do our best to wipe out the kobolds outside the rebels.

At this time, the rebels were attacking head-on, and the kobold troops in charge of Statt also included the ellipsis chariot he brought, and at the same time he himself got a set of high-end armor, and the mask was pulled down and his face was not even revealed, but as long as you look at his size, you can recognize him.

Although it is a frontal siege battle, the intensity is very ordinary, and the dozen or so chariots in front of it are ramming around, not so much a battle, more like a perfunctory, or even a play.

Start knew very well that the current forces could not capture the main city, and there might be necromancers inside, and before the troops were assembled, attacking with all their might would be tantamount to hitting the wall collectively, and the result could only be the annihilation of the entire army. It's just that the thunder has sounded and it must be attacked, so a few people are sent out to make a feint.

The rebels are almost the same, they don't know the details, and there are thunderstorms, which means that there is no imperial support. Although there is necromancy, it can still be used in public, so the two sides show a rare "tacit understanding". But this "tacit understanding" is about to be broken soon, and there are more and more troops on Stat's side, there are more and more combat vehicles, and the general attack is already close at hand.

"Sir, three more chariots!" the kobold reported below.

Start didn't look back, from just now to now, he has been coming three cars at a time, and waved his hand: "Join the team." ”

However, even if the commander was sloppy, the kobolds below were not ambiguous, and a chariot stepped forward and asked: "Password!"

There was no response from the other party, and the speed did not decrease in the slightest. At this moment, Stat finally became nervous: "Be careful on the right wing! Get ready for battle!"

"Password!" the kobold asked again.

Suddenly, the three chariots of the opposing side formed a triangular formation, and their speed increased suddenly! I vaguely heard a commander of the opposing side shouting: "Kill the armor-wearing one in the middle!"

"Protect the sir!" the kobolds immediately drove and spontaneously crossed in front of the Stat.

But the opponent's chariot actually flew up and jumped, easily overriding the kobold's interception, and crashed straight into the chariot in the middle, and the front of the car body had already flashed yellow fighting energy, this collision must be extraordinary.

Start's head was sweating, he was already in the core position as a commander, and at this time he was surrounded by his own chariots, and there was no place to move and dodge. Dressed in armor, it is impossible to escape if you want to jump out of the car, at this time you can only desperately be in the corner of the car body, and your luck will not be so coincidental to kill yourself.

There was a loud bang! The other side crashed directly into the back of the chariot, because they saw Statt shrink into the cart, and they expected that he might hide backwards, so they aimed a little behind. But in fact, Start was so fat that he couldn't run away at all, so he hid in front directly, but he didn't expect to escape.

"Sir!" the kobolds cried out like crazy.

Start was in a complicated mood at this time, and if he responded at this time, then the enemy would know that he was not dead, and the next attack would be imminent. But if you don't respond, the kobold's morale ratio hits rock bottom.

"Dead fatty, are you dead?" the other party also said.

"No!" Start immediately had a fever in his head. As soon as these words came out, the kobolds cheered, but they sighed in their hearts.

At this time, on the other side, the reconnaissance mage hurried to Boris's room again: "Report, forehead ......" Seeing that the little spoon was still there, he couldn't help but hesitate.

"It's okay, she's her own," Polis had to explain the spoon to his men again, but this time he explained more comprehensively, "She's been rebelled against us." Don't say it. ”

"Okay, I understand. The recon mage nodded again and again, casting an approving look at the chief. The chief is worthy of being the chief, and he easily rebelled against the other party's people.

"What's going on?"

"There is a mercenary group that has rushed outside the rebel city and is currently engaged with the attackers outside the city. The Scout Mage replied honestly.

"Oh, got it. There you go. "Polis took the man away.

Little Spoon frowned: "Who the hell is this mercenary group?"

Boris pretended not to know, and looked dazed: "I can't help you with this, they are all outside the city." We also have no way to intervene in the fight. ”

"You must have a way!" the little spoon stood up.

"No!" Polis shook his head wildly, "really, there's no way I'm going to mobilize the Scout Force to fight the mercenary group, and if so, then ...... Either way, I'll be counted after the fact. Don't embarrass me too much. ”

"Don't you have a few cronies or people who do black work?" said the little spoon angrily.

"Nope. "Even if there is one at this time, he says no.

"Then you go by yourself! ”

"It's even worse!" Polis shook his head even more, "I, I, I can't get out of here! ”

"I'll sit here for you!" the little spoon waved his hand.

"Huh?" Polis opened his mouth, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"I'll write down any reports, and I'll hand them over when you come back. The little spoon perfected the plan.

"Whimsical, even if I go out, the command here will be handed over to my subordinates, how can it be handed over to you?"

"Didn't you just say that I was rebelled against you?" "Little Spoon is also quick-witted, "Then I'm not your subordinate?"

"This ......" Polis was momentarily speechless.

"Go, don't you want to mess around?" the spoon slapped the table.

Polis was embarrassed in place, unable to find a reason to refute for a while.

"Have you forgotten who was turned against whom?" the little spoon lowered his voice, "I'll count three, three! two......

"Okay, okay, I'll go. Polis wiped his sweat, his heart was depressed, and before leaving, he advised, "Don't move here, I'll be back soon." ”

"Yes," Little Spoon nodded, satisfied with his attitude, "Don't worry, I'm measured." There you go. ”

"Alas. Polis had no choice but to hurry up and go early and return early.

As soon as he went out, the little spoon immediately sat in his place, swaying from side to side, feeling good. Then I flipped through the documents on the table, but there were no secrets to speak of, they were all some formalities. She knew that the real secret would not be found so easily.

"Report!" suddenly came out of the door.

"Come in. The little spoon responded decently.

The person outside the door hesitated for a moment, but still pushed the door in, and saw the little spoon here, and couldn't help but look left and right: "That...... Where's our sir?"

"Your commander has urgent military affairs, leave for a while, and I will do it for the time being. Little Spoon replied.

"You?" the subordinate was a little overwhelmed, "this ......"

"You say, it's okay," Little Spoon began to make up, "I'm actually an undercover agent sent by the Empire to Lou Paule, you can trust me." ”

"This ......," the subordinate hesitated.

"You chiefs have trusted me, how dare you distrust me?" the little spoon pretended to be angry and slapped the table.

"Is there anything you can prove?" the subordinate was not fooled.

"Yes," Little Spoon said, standing up and slapping his spear out, "do you want me to duel you to prove my credentials to be an undercover agent?"

"No, that's not what it means, it's just ......" the subordinate scratched his ears and cheeks, "The plot is too fantasy to accept." ”

"Get out of here," said the little spoon, sitting back in his seat, "and when your chief returns, let him explain it to you." ”

The subordinates were embarrassed in place for a moment, and when they saw that the little spoon looked leisurely and fearless, they felt that it was probably true. Think about it again, the other party is sitting in the position of the chief, what else do you have to prove? But then I think about it, if something goes wrong, I report to a Lou Baole countryman, and my head may not be protected.

After thinking about it, this subordinate decided to open his mouth and say tentatively: "As far as I know, we do have an undercover agent sent to Lou Baole Country. The downline of our prefect Polis is said to be his...... Mistress. Excuse me, is it just ......?"

Little Spoon: "......"

There was silence in the room for a long time, and the little spoon hooked his fingers: "You come here." ”

The subordinate trembled and leaned forward: "Huh?"

"Look at me," the spoon pointed to his face, "and tell me, am I like his mistress?"

"Forehead ......" subordinates sweated. ()

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