"Someone is here to report their identity!"

In front of the commander's tent, two soldiers with spears blocked Rosen's way.

Jace gave a military salute: "Silvermoon 3rd Cavalry Regiment, Cavalry Lieutenant Jace." ”

Rosen followed suit and immediately said, "Vanguard Scout Team, Follower Mage Rosen." ”

The two soldiers were supposed to know Jace, and after glancing at him, their eyes fell on Rosen.

One of the soldiers had disbelief written all over his face: "Child, you say you are a military mage? Are you sure you're not mistaken? Or maybe not in the wrong place? ”

Rosen was no longer surprised by this reaction.

Although he has grown a lot taller in the past few months, he still hasn't been able to exceed 1.6 meters, and he is also thin.

In front of these tall and strong adult soldiers, Shengsheng is a circle smaller, and his face is full of childishness, it is indeed difficult to trust these soldiers who kill for a living.

After all, in the vast majority of cases, the child and the battlefield are insulated.

Raising his hand and swiping lightly in front of him, a sesame-sized point of light appeared on his fingertips: "I'm sure I'm not wrong." Lieutenant Jace can testify for me too! ”

Jace nodded immediately: "Soldier, don't worry, he is the person the marshal wants to meet." ”

The faces of the two soldiers were still full of incredulity, but they still withdrew their spears and stepped aside.

Jace walked into the tent first, and Rosen followed.

The tent is large and circular, with a fire pit for heating in the middle, and a vent for ventilation and lighting is reserved for the tarpaulin above the fire pit.

Around the firepit were simple square tables with all kinds of papers, and around the tables were all kinds of people, including officers, clerks, military mages, and so on, all of whom were talking quietly about the military situation.

The only chair was placed on the tent, and on it sat a very tall man with a very dignified expression.

The man was dressed in elaborate silver chainmail similar to that of Shabolai, with a magnificent sky-blue burqa over it, a dark silver embroidered ribbon of honor diagonally on his chest, and a silver-white bearskin cloak of the same style on his back.

In short, as long as you are not blind, you will definitely find this person at first sight.

Jace reminded softly, "That's Marshal Vobos, salute quickly." ”

As he spoke, he took a step forward and knelt down on one knee: "Lord Marshal, Silver Moon Third Cavalry Regiment, Cavalry Lieutenant Jace greets you. ”

Rosen had also heard some of the etiquette of the army explained by Chapolai, and although he was now a mage in the army, he did not receive the official title of mage, so his status was equivalent to that of an ordinary officer.

In the face of the noble marshal, it was necessary to get down on one knee and salute.

Otherwise, if you meet an easy-going manager, it may not matter, and if you meet a picky one, you will get a few whips.

At this time, there was no need to bet on Fu Bobo's character, he took a step forward and knelt down on one knee: "Greetings to you, Companion Mage Lawson." ”

Vobos nodded: "Get up." ”

After the two of them got up, he clapped his hands, raised his voice and said, "Come here~ Come here, come here to listen to this little guy's front-line report." ”

With this shout, everyone in the tent stopped what they were doing, walked over to Vobos, stood on either side of him, and turned their eyes on Rosen.

All of these people in the camp were high-ranking officers, and they were all big names in Silvermoon Castle, and nine out of ten had noble status.

Throw a stone at them, and you will definitely be able to hit the son of a baron of so-and-so, or a knight of so-and-so, or a formal mage of so-and-so, anyway, ordinary civilians will have weak knees just by hearing the name.

With so many big people paying attention to a person together, ordinary people really can't bear it, even if it is just the cavalry lieutenant Jace who was affected by the gaze, he also subconsciously lowered his head at this time, and quickly stepped aside and pretended to be a transparent person.

It's a pity that the person being watched is Rosen, he has long passed the age of fear of false fame, and the only thing that can make his heart fluctuate is the things that can really threaten his existence.

For example, now, he follows the rules and does nothing wrong, and he is still a military mage appointed by the earl himself, so he is invincible.

Even if the other party is a marshal, no matter how unpleasant he is, he can only suppress it with words, but he can't really do anything to himself.

Vobos's voice came, and the tone was quite gentle.

"Tell me, kid, what did you see in Moonlight Town?"

Rosen saluted the crowd before reporting.

"Lord Marshal, and distinguished gentlemen, we have encountered a well-planned ambush in Moonlight Town. Ambushing us were a group of townsfolk who had been beasted by the Ice Dwarf Potion, as well as a Giant Ursa Beastmaster. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone began to discuss them one after another, and everyone had a look of surprise on their faces.

Vobos clapped his hands: "Silence! ”

After a quiet moment, he asked, "How many beast townsfolk are there?" ”

"It was urgent, so the estimates weren't very accurate. As far as I can see, there are more than 1,100 beast townsfolk who have appeared, but it is not ruled out that there are still hidden in the house. ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar again.

A middle-aged man dressed as a mage stepped forward, saluted Vobos, and then turned to look at Rosen.

"Since the situation is urgent, how can you visually detect the huge number of 1100? It can't be that you're young, scared silly, and just make up the numbers, right? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone thought so, and even Fu Bos nodded in agreement.

"When you're working hard, how can you still have the effort to count?"

"1100 is a bit big, but it's not a good number."

"Yes, yes, especially since the target is still running around."

Rosen looked at the middle-aged man's chest, where there was an 11-star medal of secret gold, which showed that the other party was a very powerful middle-level formal mage.

So, he first gave him an apprenticeship salute, then raised his voice a little, and began to explain in a loud voice.

"Lord Marshal, Mr. Mage, I know this is a bit incredible, but I have a decent memory."

"Whatever you look at, you remember it and you won't forget it for a long time. So, I can guarantee that the number 1100 is not a problem. ”

'Hmm~~'

There was another commotion in the crowd, but no one questioned it, not for nothing, but everyone thought it was incredible and hadn't reacted yet.

When the commotion subsided, Vopos said, "Prove it to me." ”

Rosen said, "Marshal, I need paper and pen." ”

As soon as Vappos waved his hand, a clerk next to him brought something over.

With no table in front of him, Lawson used his mage's hand to spread the paper flat in the air, then picked up a quill and began to draw a scene from Moonlight Town.

He drew very fast, and the quills were beating fast, a little lighter than a real feather.

A quarter of an hour later, a painting was completed with extreme clarity and detail, almost like a photograph.

He handed the painting to the clerk beside him: "Marshal, this is what I saw at that time. If you're not satisfied, I can draw a few more to ensure that every detail is accurately restored. ”

The painting was quickly passed into the hands of Vappos.

Vobos glanced at it, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look up at Rosen, as if he couldn't believe that the painting was painted by hand.

He stood up, flattened the painting on the large square table in front of him, and beckoned to the previous mid-level mage.

"Horus, you can estimate the number of people."

The mid-level mage Horus stepped forward and took a closer look at the painting, also slightly surprised, but quickly regained his composure and began to stare at the beastly townsfolk on the painting.

After a few minutes, he turned his head and said softly, "Marshal, if it is really as depicted in the painting, it is roughly around 1100. But how do you make sure it's true and not an afterthought? ”

The last sentence, his voice intensified, apparently deliberately for Rosen.

Rosen smiled faintly, looked up at the adults standing in front of him, then picked up the quill, and continued to paint, this time faster, in less than half an hour.

With the hand of a mage, he placed the painting directly on the square table at his side.

He said aloud: "Ladies and gentlemen, my painting skills may be average, but my style is extremely realistic, and there is no fictional element at all. ”

"If you don't believe me, you might as well take a look at the group portraits I drew for you gentlemen, and see if there is any element of my speculation?"

Everyone was shocked and came forward to observe the painting, and even Fu Bos could not calm down, he stepped forward and carefully observed his image.

"Hey~ My collar is crooked. Oh no, I'm wearing crooked. ”

"Ahhh~ Am I so handsome?"

"Lord Marshal, your image is indeed majestic and majestic."

All sorts of sounds rang out, all of which testify to the impeccable precision of the painting.

At this moment, everyone believed in Rosen's ability, and when they looked at him, there was suddenly a lot less contempt.

Fu Bo retreated to his seat and sat down: "So, how is the fighting power of the beast townspeople?" And how is the fighting? ”

Rosen immediately began to paint, explaining the war situation at that time as he painted.

When he had finished, the drawings were ready, and they were all handed over to Vobos by the paperwork.

Such a illustrated explanation immediately gave everyone present a very clear and intuitive understanding of the combat effectiveness of the beast townspeople.

The expressions on everyone's faces looked a little heavy.

Their army, formal warriors is 4000 people.

Because it is not far from Silver Moon Fort, the number of logistics and medical personnel and other auxiliary personnel is not large, even if this group of people is counted, it will be less than 7,000.

The combat effectiveness of the beast townspeople is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors, and they are not afraid of life and death, and they are extremely brave, and the number is more than 1100.

It shows that the inhabitants of the entire town have been animalized, and at the same time, the possibility of animalization of the surrounding rural residents is not ruled out.

That's even more numerous.

Coupled with the Ice Dwarf Legion, which is deep in the labyrinth forest and has more than 1,800 warriors, the military strength of the two sides is almost equal.

This battle is very difficult to fight!

The mid-level mage Horus turned to Vobos and said, "Marshal, explain the situation to the Count and ask for more troops!" ”

Vobos propped his forehead in one hand and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he said: "Silvermoon Fort can't do without defenders, and it won't increase much, but it will cause panic. ”

"However, it is necessary to explain the situation to the Earl, so that she has a clear grasp of the situation at the front."

He turned to an officer and said, "Go at once, and send someone to deliver the news and the paintings to the earl at once." Then tell the Earl that I will do my best to exterminate the invading alien race! ”

"Yes, Marshal."

Vobos turned to look at Rosen again, his tone slowing.

"Kid, you're a rare talent, and being a scout at the forefront is a great waste of talent like you. Why don't you just follow me? ”

He opened his mouth directly to solicit him, and with this opening, although everyone in the camp had different expressions, they all fell silent.

Today's four watches.

The next day's update will be completed in the morning as soon as possible. If you don't finish the shift in the morning, you will arrive before 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

Hmm~ It could have been updated on time, but it would have been comfortable at a certain time, and the stimulation of updating the dead line can greatly unite the spirit and improve concentration, so. Forgive me.

(End of chapter)