"If he doesn't pose a threat, he'll be relieved of his duty, his monthly salary will be deducted, and he'll be confined for 15 days. If he does pose a threat, he'll be expelled from the First Army and be judged by you, Your Majesty."
Iron Axe immediately replied.
"Well, you've memorized it well. That's it." Since there was no military court yet, Roland had to personally interrogate all the major offenses in the army, and Danny's violation of discipline was obviously not serious enough. "But considering that we're at the critical moment of the war, lock him up for five days first, and then execute the rest after we return to Neverwinter."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"You don't have to worry about the reaction of the soldiers. This is an excellent example of propaganda. No matter what merits he has made, as long as he violates the rules during the mission, he'll definitely be punished." Roland paused for a moment. "Of course, the army won't forget his military exploits. If anyone asks, just tell them I have my own arrangements."
In fact, Roland was partly to blame for this incident. Although he had built a team of 50 precision shooters, he did not separate these talented shooters from the ordinary gun battalion. When he arranged them, he just placed them on both sides of the trench as a kind of revolving rifle with a longer range to block the enemies who tried to sneak into the machine gun bunker from the edge of the trench.
Danny, on the other hand, was more like a sniper — he could freely choose his position, fire freely, and wait for the opportunity to eliminate the most valuable target among the enemies. Roland had considered setting up a special sniper team, but the latter had higher requirements on firearms, ammunition, and personnel, especially the personnel. This was especially true for the personnel. Putting aside the subjective initiative, he first had to ensure that the snipers would not directly lose contact after being released, or that they would passively avoid combat.
Maybe after this war, he could make some improvements on the basis of the precision shooters.
"By the way, Your Majesty, I got some... special information from the captive church commander." Iron Axe seemed to be considering his words. "It's related to the God's Punishment Army."
"What is it?"
"They said that the God's Punishment Army can't act alone. These warriors can only complete the most basic task under the command of a commander."
Roland turned around. "Oh? Is there anything else? " Ashes had also mentioned this point. It was for this reason that he dared to lead the whole army to the north and force the church to form a team. Otherwise, if the church only sent a small group of God's Punishment Army to break up the whole army and create chaos everywhere in the kingdom, it would be enough to make him suffer.
"The controller can be an ordinary person or a Pure One, but once it's decided, it can't be changed." Iron Axe recalled, "The newly promoted soldiers of the God's Punishment Army would complete the ceremony on the top floor of the Hermes Cathedral. One of the captives even admitted that he had personally participated in this secret meeting."
Roland immediately ordered, "Take me to see them, and call Agatha along the way."
…
In the depths of the dungeon, Roland saw the four prisoners who were imprisoned separately.
If the surface of Deepvalley Town was only cool and pleasant, the underground was damp and cold. The four of them were blindfolded and their hands were tied behind their backs. Their bodies were drenched, and although there were no visible wounds, they were trembling uncontrollably. Obviously, Iron Axe used his unique interrogation technique again. According to him, few people could survive a day under torture.
However, the believers of the church were different from the common interrogators. Their respect for God made them more strong-willed.
"Only the two on the right are willing to confess," the Sand Nation said in a low voice. "One of them is the Presiding Judge of the church, and the other is the priest of the Holy City. The other two don't want to say anything. Of course, they don't know that their companion has confessed. "
Roland did not know much about the system and positions of the church, so he asked directly, "Who participated in the ceremony of the God's Punishment Army? Take him to the interrogation room. "
The priest was quickly dragged into a small room next door by the jailer. Iron Axe poured a ladle of cold water on his head. "Farat, now I have a few questions to ask you."
He trembled all over and then opened his mouth slightly. "I've told you everything I know. Kill me now." The priest's voice was weak and hoarse, as if he had suffered a great deal of pain.
"Tell me about the God's Punishment Army. How is the ceremony held?"
Farat shook his head and did not answer.
"Listen, this is the last interrogation," Iron Axe bent down and whispered in his ear. "Answer all the questions, and then I'll set you free."
After a long silence, he said again, "The ceremony... is usually held in the Tower of Babel. Only Scourge, the Pope, and the controller are allowed to enter. The scene... must be quiet to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
"Why?" Roland asked.
"Because the new warriors will recognize the controller by the sound."
"The first sound they hear?"
"It can be more than... one." Farat gasped. "The selected controllers will recite the hymn together. Within a certain time, all of them will be accepted by Scourge."
"What about you? Are you also a controller? "
"I'm in charge of... a small team of ten Scourge."
"But those ten people also have to follow the orders of their superiors, right?"
The priest nodded. "All the God's Punishment Army will follow the orders of His Holiness the Pope."
"I see," Roland thought. At first, he thought it would be through brainwave connection or telepathy to command this mindless army, but it turned out to be voice control. This layered method was undoubtedly extremely complicated and inefficient. Not to mention the fact that sound waves were easily attenuated, the God's Punishment Army would not be able to respond if there was a conflict between the command of a small team and that of the commander-in-chief.
"You said once the controller is determined, he can't change it. What if Scourge loses all his controllers?" Agatha suddenly asked.
Hearing a woman's voice, Farat was obviously stunned.
"Answer!" Iron Axe scooped up another ladle of water.
"I... don't know."
"You're lying." Roland soon received a hint from Nightingale. "If you don't want to stay in the dungeon for half a month, you'd better not play this game."
The priest gritted his teeth. "They... will go to the Barbarian Land on their own. That's all I know."
"The Barbarian Land?" Agatha asked in surprise.
"That's what I've heard... Usually, in this kind of situation, other warriors will quickly go to stop it, but..." He hesitated for a moment. "It's rumored that a long time ago, some God's Punishment Warriors who weren't properly controlled escaped to the Barbarian Land and never came back."
"Do you know how the God's Punishment Army is transformed?"
"Well... only His Holiness is qualified to host the promotion ceremony..."
"Then how does the Pope transfer control of the God's Punishment Army when he abdicates?"
"No." Farat's forehead beaded with sweat. "I don't know..."
"How on earth was the church founded 400 years ago?"
"Have you heard of the name Alice? What about the Union? What about Taquila? "
After that, no matter how Agatha asked, the priest could not answer a word.
"He really doesn't know. Let's go," Roland said after getting confirmation from Nightingale. "There's no point in continuing the trial."
When they left the dungeon, Iron Axe caught up with them and asked, "Your Majesty, the captives of the church..."
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