“Not found?!”

It was not until noon the next day that a angrily shouted in the core command area of ​​Laxia City: "Is the person lost after only twenty meters of the road?"

The commander of the Tuc tribe, Kasli, was furious and looked like a lion when she spoke. She was 1.85 meters tall. Although she was not wearing heavy armor on the battlefield, she was wearing only a leather vest, which made the row of Tuc tribe kneeling below not dare to breathe.

"I said to pay attention to safety and guards must follow at any time! You pretend that you didn't hear it?"

She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger: "Let's not talk about her affairs for the time being, are there any things?"

"General Casley, we just counted the number of shells and... and the number of debris, and there was no missing."

The news made her feel relieved. After walking back and forth for three rounds, the burly general sat on the chair: "The mission assigned to us by Your Majesty will definitely not allow any mistakes! Now even if the guys Lassiman know the function of these weapons, it will be of no help - but those who disobey orders must be dealt with according to military law!"

"Salina is demoted to two levels and fined thirty whips. Although you are a priest, Your Majesty allows me to be fully responsible for this action, and you are under my jurisdiction. Now, I will give you a chance to defend yourself when dealing with you in this way."

The latter bowed his head and accepted the punishment: "It was my negligence that caused McGonagall to disappear. I plead guilty, General."

Seeing that the slim subordinate was dragged out for execution, General Casley nodded with satisfaction and turned to ask his aide: "What is the movement of the enemy?"

"In the morning, two troops built ladders outside the southern city wall, but there were only 4,000 people in total, and there would be a tentative attack in the afternoon."

"Ha, these people will never have a memory."

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

She turned her gaze to the subordinates in front of her, but frowned slightly: "You are usually far away from those fragments. The guards are rotated every day, and I always feel that something is wrong with those things."

"Yes, General!"

While Lasha City was preparing to face another attack, Mag, who was sitting in the wilderness, was explaining his identity in cold sweat - "I...I am just the servant of Priest Salina, I really don't know what those things are!"

At this time, she certainly understood that she had fallen into the enemy - and in her impression, Rasimman's army did not say "raid for prisoners of war", because the current war made the other party very cowardly. Some of the Tuk soldiers and non-commissioned officers who were captured in the battle were all beheaded in public...

Although the women of the Tuc tribe are stronger than men, being strong does not mean that everyone has the will of steel. As a servant, Mag is not a big shot, so before Roddy could use any torture, she tricked everything: "Sir... I'm absolutely not lying! You can do anything you ask me to do, please don't kill me!"

Nata curled her lips, obviously feeling that this guy was spineless. However, Roddy had no expression. She sat on the stool opposite her condensed by earth elements and continued to ask: "What are those shells made?"

"Fruit! A fruit produced in an oasis deep in the desert is very light, but very round, and the distance it projected will be much further than that of an ordinary stone bomb!"

"Where did all the things in Priest Salina's hands come from?"

She knew this question and replied without hesitation: "It was given by His Majesty... Every priest took a bag when he went to war."

“What exactly does it look like?”

"It's all fragments! I, I don't know what it is, it looks like a smashed stone or wood block, and Priest Salina never allows others to take it..."

"Put it into that fruit and you can achieve the effect of forbidden demons?"

"No...no, when those fragments are piled together, there will be such an effect, but they will disappear quickly after they are separated. I, I don't know why-"

She saw Roddy frowning, afraid that the other party would use any torture, so she quickly added: "But after the priest's treatment, this fragment will produce the effect you said when the shell explodes..."

Roddy didn't say anything, obviously the key to the problem lies in those fragments. As for the priest's spell, it should be just a way to deal with it, but McGon is just a servant and has no qualification to learn this spell at all.

Although this backless Tuk woman did not know the key information, for Roddy, she already had a general idea of ​​the core and the problem - and as an unexpected surprise, Magnate knew the distribution of troops in the entire city: of the 2,000 troops, 500 were elite troops of the Tuk, and the leaders were also Tuks, while the remaining 1,500 were "miscellaneous soldiers" collected by the countries around Rasimman.

In fact, the entire team had 5,000 front foot attacks on Lasha City. It was not that the casualties were severe during the attack, but that the miscellaneous soldiers had escaped nearly a thousand people when they saw that the wind was incorrect. If General Kasli had not killed hundreds of deserters on the spot, they would have probably never been able to capture the city.

After listening to the specific details for a while, Roddy felt inexplicably painful: the combat level of both sides sounded like the militia armed forces in the Middle East on Earth who used AK as whip...

This kind of war style of rookies pecking at each other is really hard for the generals of the Tuk tribe.

McGonagall didn't know what Roddy was thinking. She revealed everything she should say in order to save her life, and provided an important news that surprised Roddy-

"You said reinforcements will arrive within a week?"

"Yes...yes, this is what the general said. We just need to stick to the support."

The news made Nata's expression serious. She looked at Roddy, who narrowed his eyes and seemed to be calculating something. After a while, nodded: "It's time."

This sentence has no beginning or end, and McGonagall was confused.

She has guessed the identity of these people since she woke up, but until now she can't figure out what the people in front of her are doing...

There were only two simple tents on the wasteland in front of me, one with a weird shape. Among the seven people, two were interrogating her. Although the other five mages were dressed in Lasciman-style robe, they always buried their heads in not far away to cast spells.

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

Roddy's sudden question made McGonagall obviously stunned. She opened her mouth for several seconds: "You, you want--"

"If you don't recognize it, forget it."

Seeing a magic tentacle suddenly raised from Roddy's back, McGonagall shouted, "I recognize the way! I recognize the way! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Um--"

Roddy's eyebrows leaped, Nata next to her glanced at her, and her mouth twitched: "There are no replacement clothes for you here."
Chapter completed!