Back at the camp, "Kunpeng" landed.
After dispatching a small vehicle to Yaxi and sending two staff officers back to report for instructions, General Wang held a small meeting, attended by Deputy General Yang Jingjie and the staff commanders of the Western Expeditionary Army.
"Everyone, I was indeed caught off guard by Patbon's surrender just now. I wonder if I could have handled it properly?"
"General Wang is neither humble nor arrogant, and there is nothing wrong with showing off the empire's general style and military power and national prestige!"
"It's necessary. General Wang takes action. Will it lose the prestige of the country?"
"Stop, stop, I won't say any more flattery. Haha, I still understand who I am. I'm just a martial artist!"
Wang Jueming immediately stopped the flattery that was about to spread and tilted his head to look at Yang Jingjie:
"Lao Yang, what do you think, what kind of regulations does the other party have?"
"General Wang, I think the other party is really surrendering."
Yang Jingjie’s experience is more sophisticated than her age:
"According to the analysis of various information we detected, the other party should not be cheating. They don't even have the basic city defense and garrison troops. How can we deal with it?
In the Battle of Iasi, the opponent's army of 200,000 was killed, and so many supplies were consumed. Do you think how poor this place is?
I estimate that the other party's ability to gather so many manpower and equipment was the result of those few years. Once they were scrapped, they were completely confused. "
"Well, I feel that way too."
Wang Jueming felt a little relieved and glanced at everyone:
"Everyone, I want to hear your opinions. You can say whatever you think. I never look down on anyone with my words. After all, everyone is blind and relies on guessing."
"Yes, what General Wang and Master Yang said basically covers everything we can think of."
"How about this, General, it will take time to wait for the news anyway, how about we split up and go out to investigate."
"It makes sense. So far, we have not received any reports from the sergeant who took over the city of any counterattacks. It seems that Pat State is really a bear."
When Wei Ling heard everyone expressing their opinions, he couldn't remain silent:
"General Wang, when the enemy troops fled during the Battle of Iasi, some of them should have escaped.
After all, it is an army jointly formed by the Yama Army of Pat State, the Undead Army of Heer State, and the Changhe Army of Kara State. Our artillery did not destroy all their vehicles, and at least several thousand of them ran away. "
Wang Jueming and others were refreshed and felt that Wei Ling's words were not so nonsense. They all looked at Wei Ling and waited for him to continue his analysis.
"Since there are so many remnants who have escaped, even if the Undead Legion has fled back to Hel State and the Changhe Legion has fled back to Kara State, what about the Yama Legion that has fled back to Pat State? We have not seen even one. None of the sergeants were seen.
Based on this situation, I estimate that Pat State is surrounded by plains and forests, and it is not easy to hide one or two thousand people. "
"That makes sense! Please continue."
"After all, the Yama Corps is still famous. So many middle- and low-level officers and sergeants are probably dead, but the higher-ups must have absconded. This must put pressure on the other party and hand them over.
Also, the military factories, even if they are now suspended, must be completely dismantled and packed away!
Finally, I think that in such a big city, there cannot be just one temple. Otherwise, if there is some kind of ceremony, millions of people will not be able to crowd into the square, and it will not be able to fit in.
Therefore, I analyzed that the temple today should be the largest temple, and there should be many small temples. Those so-called magicians should be scattered among the small temples in the city.
We need to screen these people, and those who participate in the war will be punished. "
Yang Jingji smiled and said:
"Haha, that makes sense, Lao Yang, I give you a big thumbs up!
Little friend Welling is really smart. Anyway, idle time is idle. At least Welling's analysis is tenable and we have a direction. "
Wang Jueming nodded in approval:
"Yes, Lao Yang is right. I guess those deserters want to play tricks on us. If we negotiate well, they will come out after we leave.
If the talks don't go well, they will play hide-and-seek with us. If they cause trouble in the future, we have to find a way to find them out. "
So General Wang made a decision.
All sergeants who block and control checkpoints at various intersections will release their control over citizens' traffic.
The formation was reduced, most of the sergeants returned to the barracks, and a small number of sergeants were divided into areas to monitor the entire city.
Send out medium-sized vehicles to search in the forests dozens of kilometers outside the city. Once any remaining sergeants are found, kill them directly.
As for the warlocks, they formed their own groups and went to wander around the city separately.
There is no need to harass the civilians, just consult more, investigate the temple, and investigate the whereabouts of the magician.
Of course, this kind of detailed work can only be left to the warlocks of each subordinate team.
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Wei Ling did not find anyone to form a team. He and Gonggong walked out of the camp alone and walked towards Patbon City.
It is summer, and Patban's latitude is much lower than that of Iasi, and the altitude is also much lower. The humidity in the air is high, and it feels very hot.
However, this is not a big problem for today's imperial soldiers.
Almost all ordinary citizens of the empire have mostly undergone genetic optimization intervention, and their bodies have relatively strong self-regulation capabilities.
For Welling, hotter or colder conditions don't matter at all.
The degree of optimization of his body has reached a level that even Iasi's audit system cannot accurately judge.
The citizens of Patbon generally seemed poor and insensitive. They only had fear and avoidance in their eyes towards foreign sorcerers such as Wei Ling and Shu Gong who were passing by, but no trace of hatred could be seen in their eyes.
The unpaved dirt road was covered with thick dust.
Some low-level civilians, bare-chested and wearing a pair of loose and dirty dark red trousers, were running past.
Under their shoeless feet, dust was stirred up and mixed with the complex smell of soot and excrement in the air.
Some homeless people who were obviously wilderness hunters squatted on the roadside in groups, looking at Wei Ling and Gong Gong walking leisurely by. Although there was all kinds of greed in their eyes, they only dared to look at them with hatred. Peeping.
Except for a small number of people here who were using handcarts, most of them were carrying various items on their heads, such as huge packages, bundles of cloth, bloated water jugs, etc. Wei Ling couldn't help but tilt his head when he saw it. Tilting his head, twisting his neck.
The two of them wandered around the market, free rein, without any preset direction, and looked at everything around them with interest. This was a rare experience for the two of them.
This place is simply two completely different worlds from the Iasi County of the Empire, one is advanced and avant-garde, and the other is ignorant and backward.
At this time, there was a subtle reminder in his consciousness, and Wei Ling received the message.
Although it is now impossible to connect to the "Jianmu" system, as the Western Expeditionary Army controls the entire city, the messages between the Western Expeditionary Army sergeants and the network chain composed of many "Totem Pole" and "Listening" are still supported.
The person who left the message was Li Lingyou, saying that he also wanted to go out to the city to investigate and inquire about Wei Ling's location.
Wei Ling compared the map of the entire Patbon City remembered in the sea of consciousness, and found that he and Shou Gong had unknowingly walked to the west of the city.
Judging from the surrounding buildings, this area is probably considered a relatively poor and low-income area.
After giving Li Lingyou the general location, Wei Ling did not stop and wait, but continued walking with the guard.
Walking to a small courtyard with stone walls and relatively neat appearance, Welling saw that the courtyard had no gate and the courtyard was empty, but it was quite clean and tidy, so he walked in.
As soon as I entered the small courtyard, I found that this small courtyard did not seem to be a residence for ordinary residents.
There are several similar rooms in the courtyard. There is no furniture found in each room. There are more than ten mats placed on the ground. It looks like a primary school in this area.
In the last room, Welling found a boy of six or seven years old, sitting alone on a cushion with his chin in a daze.
The child's clothes were shabby, but his eyes were bright. When he saw Wei Ling and Shu Gong coming in, both of them dressed in black robes, the child was a little scared.
"Don't be afraid, little brother, we don't mean any harm."
Welling sent a message to the child, imprinting it into the other person's sea of consciousness, and at the same time secretly used an emotional stripping ability.
The child was instantly freed from fear. His big eyes were clean and clear. He did not activate his mind body or implant an artificial mind body. He could only communicate with the spirit through language:
"You...are you those people from the east who don't believe in God?"
Wei Ling was startled. The guard had already packaged his language information module and threw it to Wei Ling in an instant.
After Wei Ling received the information package, he checked it with his spiritual consciousness and instantly understood the other party's language:
"Yes, we are from the East."
"Are you going to conquer us?"
"No, we are here to punish those who actively provoke war and invade our country."
"Oh, but, sir, you are unfaithful, you have killed many of us, and you will also control our city and hometown."
"Well...it's a pity that many people died on our land, but don't you think it's wrong for them to invade our land?"
"Sir, he didn't say who was right or wrong. He just said that the Lord of God won't like you. We are the chosen ones."
Wei Ling laughed dumbly:
"Has your husband met the Lord God?"
"Probably not. It is said that only the Divine Attendant of the Great Temple is qualified to meet the envoy of the Divine Lord. After his death, he can go to the Divine Lord's Garden of Heaven."
Welling was quite interested:
"Oh? Then what is the messenger of the Lord of God like?"
"Sir, the messenger of the God Lord is an all-rounder of magic, a collection of wise men in the world, and a sage of thought. He knows many, many magics. As long as we study hard, we can learn a lot of magic in the future."
Wei Ling smiled and nodded:
"Oh, I see. You are so smart, you can definitely learn magic. Is this your school?"
Receiving praise from the stranger, the child nodded shyly:
"That's right. Most of the children in this area don't go to school and don't need to read. The smartest children spend time here to learn from their husbands, pray to the Lord, and understand magic."
"So are you the smartest kid chosen?"
The boy was a little embarrassed, but still quite proud:
"Yes, I'm only a little smarter than my brothers. Today is not a day of prayer. I came here on my own."
Welling gave him an encouragement:
"Oh, that's good. As long as you work hard, your wish will come true!"
The boy was a little excited, feeling that the unbelievers from the East did not seem to be as scary as they said.
Wei Ling and Shou Gong nodded, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard.
Not far away, a dark, thin, middle-aged man wearing gray and white robes came towards him. He walked in a hurry and kept looking behind him.
As soon as he saw Wei Ling coming out of the small courtyard, the middle-aged man's expression changed, he glared at Wei Ling, and hurriedly walked into the small courtyard.
Wei Ling thought to himself that this was probably the gentleman the boy was talking about. When he passed by him just now, Wei Ling checked his mental state and found that he was most likely a low-level warlock, oh, no, a low-level magician.
The other party is an adult, and he can tell at a glance that people like Wei Ling and Shu Gong are warlocks from the empire, so he will naturally not have a favorable impression of them.
The two of them were about to walk around again when they discovered that five more warlocks from the empire were coming from the direction where the middle-aged man came from just now.
The leaders turned out to be Wang Guangbai and Wang Xixin, and Zheng Xiao was also there.
