"You can't find her?!"
It was not until noon the next day that an angry shout came from the core command center of Raxia City. "Just 20 meters away, and she's gone?"
The Tuk Tribe's commander, Kasley, was furious. She was like a lion when she spoke. She was 1.85 meters tall. Although she was not wearing the heavy armor on the battlefield, she was only wearing a leather vest, and the row of Tuk women kneeling on the ground did not even dare to breathe.
"I told you to be careful, and the guards must follow you at all times! Did you pretend you didn't hear me? "
She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. "Let's not talk about her for now. Are the things missing?"
"General Kasley, we've just counted the number of cannonballs and … and the number of fragments. Nothing is missing."
This news made her heave a sigh of relief. After walking back and forth three times, this burly general sat down on a chair. "His Majesty has given us a mission, and we must not make any mistakes! Now even if Lachman and those guys know the use of these weapons, they can't do anything about it. However, those who disobey orders must be punished according to military law! "
"Serena will be demoted by two ranks and punished with 30 lashes. Although you're a priest, His Majesty has given me full authority to take charge of this operation, and you're also under my jurisdiction. Now I'll give you a chance to explain yourself. "
The latter lowered her head and admitted her punishment. "It's my negligence that led to Mag's disappearance. I admit it, General."
Looking at the slender subordinate being dragged out to be executed, General Kasley nodded with satisfaction. She turned to her advisor and asked, "What's the enemy's movement?"
"There are two armies building ladders outside the southern city wall in the morning, but there are only 4,000 of them in total. I think there will be a tentative attack in the afternoon."
"Heh, these people never learn from their mistakes."
Kasley sneered. "Hold on for another week, and then I'll go and chop off the heads of those magic casters myself!"
She turned her gaze to her subordinates in front of her, but frowned slightly. "You guys stay away from those fragments. The guards will be rotated every day. I always feel that there's something wrong with those things."
"Yes, General!"
"I … I'm just a servant of Priestess Serena. I really don't know what those things are!" Mag, who was sitting in the wilderness, was sweating profusely as he tried to explain his identity, "I … I'm just a servant of Priestess Serena.
Of course, she now understood that she had fallen into the enemy's hands. In her memory, Lassiman's army did not have the concept of 'ransom to buy prisoners of war'. This was because the enemy was very vexed at the current battle. Some of the Tuk soldiers and officers who were captured in the battle before were all beheaded in public.
The women of the Tuk Tribe were stronger than the men, but that didn't mean they all had iron wills. As a servant, Mag wasn't an important figure to begin with, so before Roddy had a chance to torture her, she had already confessed everything. "My Lord … I'm definitely not lying! I'll do anything you want me to, just don't kill me! "
Natha pursed her lips, obviously feeling that this guy had no backbone. However, Roddy was expressionless. He sat on a stool made of earth elements opposite her and continued to ask, "What are those cannonballs made of?"
"Fruit! It's a kind of fruit produced in the oasis deep in the desert. It's very light, but very round. It can be thrown much farther than ordinary stone cannonballs! "
"Where did those things in Priestess Serena's hands come from?"
She answered without hesitation, "His Majesty gave them to me … Every priest took a bag of them when we went out to battle."
"What does it look like exactly?"
"They're all fragments! I, I don't know what they are exactly. They look like smashed stones or wood. Priestess Serena never allowed anyone to take them … "
"If you put it in that fruit, it will have the anti-magic effect?"
"No … No. When the fragments are piled up together, they will have the effect, but when they are separated, they will disappear quickly. I, I don't know why — "
She saw Roddy frowning, afraid that he would torture her, so she quickly added, "But after the priest dealt with the fragments, they will produce the effect you mentioned when the cannonballs explode …"
Roddy did not say anything. Obviously, the key to the problem was those fragments. As for the priest's spell, it should be some kind of treatment, but Mag was just a servant, so he was not qualified to learn such a spell.
Although this spineless Thukk woman did not know the key information, for Roddy, he had a general idea of the core and the problem. As an unexpected surprise, Mag knew the distribution of the whole city's soldiers: among the 2000 soldiers, 500 were the Thukk elites, and even the leader was a Thukk, while the other 1500 were "miscellaneous soldiers" from the neighboring countries.
In fact, the whole army had 5000 soldiers before they attacked Raxia City. It was not that they suffered heavy casualties during the attack, but that almost 1000 of the miscellaneous soldiers ran away when they saw the situation was not right. If General Kasley had not killed hundreds of them, they would not have been able to take down this city.
After listening to the details for a while, Roddy felt a headache. Why did it sound like the militias in the Middle East on Earth who used AKs as their whips?
This kind of fighting style of rookies was really difficult for the Thukk general.
Mag did not know what Roddy was thinking. In order to save her life, she had spilled everything that she should not have said, and provided an important piece of information that surprised Roddy.
"You said the reinforcements will arrive in a week?"
"Yes … Yes, that's what the general said. We only need to defend and wait for reinforcements."
This news made Natha's expression turn serious. She looked at Roddy, who narrowed his eyes as if calculating something. After a while, he nodded. "We can make it."
This sentence came out of nowhere, and Mag was confused.
Ever since she woke up, she had been guessing the identity of this group of people, but until now, she still could not figure out what they were doing …
There were only two shabby tents and a strange-looking large magic formation on the barren land in front of her. Among the seven of them, two were interrogating her, and the other five were casting spells not far away, even though they were dressed in Rasiman-style robes.
"Oh, yes. If we were to go to your capital from here, do you know the way?"
Roddy's sudden question stunned Mag. She opened her mouth wide for a few seconds. "Y-you want to —"
"Forget it if you don't want to."
Seeing a magic tentacle suddenly rise from Roddy's back, Mag shouted, "I know the way! I know the way! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Mmm … "
Roddy's eyebrows kept twitching. Natha glanced at her, and her lips twitched. "There are no clothes for you to change into here."
The captive Mag's face was as red as a monkey's butt because she realized she had wet her pants from the shock just now …
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