Chapter 682 Barbarian Soldiers and Village Women (3)

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On the hilltop east of the city of Tamir City, an extremely strong small fortress is standing here, and the bard dressed as a village woman who just sang loudly in the city of Tamir is now located in the most spacious place in the fort. In a bright room, or rather, in the garrison commander's command room.

"Sir, we caught a spy outside! She pretended to be a bard and came to spy on our army's intelligence!"

As soon as the bard stepped into the room, the two soldiers following her immediately turned their backs on each other. They grabbed the bard one on the left and the other on her right, and expertly put torture tools on her, knocking her over. He took the package she was carrying and rummaged through the so-called evidence in front of her like a show of strength.

Unfortunately, the package only contained a few pieces of close-fitting clothes, a piece of black bread as hard as a stone, and a wooden angel statue that had been wiped very clean.

"What?! Let me go! You beasts! Ugh..."

At first, the two soldiers worked hard to invite the bard to the camp to perform singing and dancing, and promised her a large reward. But at this juncture, the female bard seemed to finally see clearly. She struggled and cursed, but her mouth was stuffed with a foul-smelling piece of dirty cloth handed over by the officer, and she could only let out a whimpering sound.

"Oh? She must be a spy sent by the Elf Empire! The two warriors did a great job. You and all of you, please go out first. Let me interrogate the prisoner alone, and I will reward the two warriors later."

The moment he saw the bard, the fat commander was obviously shocked, and then he smiled knowingly.

How could this commander not understand what his subordinates meant? The border guard war was in full swing, and the hawkish generals in charge of mobilizing troops for the war had made a lot of money. However, as a dove general who was not liked by the Holy See, the Holy See officially promoted him to field commander. In fact, he was promoted to field commander. But he was assigned to garrison this inaccessible area of ​​Tamir Sona.

This wave of overt and covert operations, not to mention the search for oil and water, even his personal guards and elites were "borrowed" to the front line by his colleagues for various reasons. As time goes by, this commander gradually has no usable soldiers. Therefore, he urgently needs to promote a group of soldiers as confidants.

For example, these two good soldiers know how to respect their superiors!

"Yes, sir!"

Under the commander's expulsion order, the soldiers in the command room left one after another very wisely. When the last soldier stepped outside the door, the last light that penetrated the room through the crack in the door was also cut off. Then, a layer of light soundproofing barrier slowly rose up, which not only blocked the leakage of the movement inside, It also prevents the noise from outside from disturbing you.

"Country girl? Bard? What a joke."

"According to reliable information, there has been a group of rebels in the empire recently, who have gathered together to organize militias. They are constantly forming gangs and recruiting troops in every corner of the empire. Many of the empire's garrison troops have been poisoned."

"According to the information provided by the spies who broke into the interior, the leader of these rebels is a swordsman who is experienced in battlefield command, and a priest with unfathomable strength. Sometimes they disguise themselves as traveling merchants, and sometimes they dress as bards. The poet took advantage of his status to sneak into the military camp and wreak havoc."

"I happen to remember that among the most wanted posters circulating at the commander level, there are two traitors who just meet the above conditions, and both of them are related to the fallen angel Michael."

The commander was not as eager to eat as a hungry wild dog. He picked up the wooden angel statue with great interest, crushed it to pieces in front of the bard, and then turned around. He rummaged through his cabinet shelves and found a test tube filled with transparent alchemical solution.

Then, the commander opened the bottle cap, and in the bard's eyes that almost breathed fire, he sprinkled the entire bottle of alchemical solution on the bard's body. The next moment, the magic light shined brightly, and countless spells were scattered. The dust scattered from the bard's body, and finally fell to the ground and turned into nothingness!

When he raised his head again, the face of the village woman in her forties was no longer there, replaced by a girl in her twenties with an alluring face.