At the rebel base, when he heard that the so-called informant actually referred to 9-year-old Marissa, Oster was extremely surprised. No wonder he had not seen this follower since he returned to the headquarters.
Scar said with a smile, "Despite her young age, Marisa is a magic genius. She once used magic to change her appearance. She anonymously participated in the intermediate examination of the Mage Union and passed with first place. She has various spells and magic No props can trouble her.”
Although Skar seemed very confident, Oster saw obvious strength and worry in his eyes;
Marissa is only a child of eight or nine years old, but she has such a high level of awareness and corresponding abilities. When investigating intelligence in towns, it does have a great advantage because the target is small and difficult to be suspected.
But he didn't expect that Skar would let a little girl engage in such dangerous undercover work behind enemy lines. This is no joke about spy playing house. If you are not careful, the result will be catastrophic.
Oster was also very worried, but then he thought that Marissa and Skar were not related, and being able to serve as the leader of the hall at such a young age did require the ability to settle down. Moreover, what the rebels lack most is the talent of spell casters. In a series of battles, intelligence is also a crucial advantage in breaking the situation.
Just as he was talking, the battle report came, and Skarr and Oster entered the confidential room together. Relying on the intelligence sent by Marissa, the rebels knew the strength and movements of the official army. Mordias commanded the troops to cut off the communication channel between the fortress and the outside world, and repeatedly attacked the regiment's top-secret energy transport convoy, forcing Huntington to Taking risks and dispatching the main force for a decisive battle;
Facing the menacing enemy, Mordias calmly continued to implement mobile tactics, marching forward and retreating, regardless of the gains and losses of a city or a place, avoiding the enemy's edge, and then looking for opportunities to concentrate superior forces to divide and annihilate.
The war is currently in full swing, and Mordias sent a message saying that further accurate intelligence and reinforcements of personnel, grain and ammunition, horses and harvesting puppets are needed. It is best to send as many as possible; he is planning to fight a big battle and wipe out the entire regiment in one fell swoop. The main force, avenge Nanchuan.
Oster felt that this dwarf was becoming more and more like a general. Not only did he command operations, but he was also unambiguous in terms of supplies. While talking to Skar, he received an encrypted letter from a magic messenger;
It was intelligence behind enemy lines disguised as a civilian letter, with garbled runes applied to it. After decoding with the conversion matrix, Marissa's crooked handwriting slowly emerged on the letter, with only two sentences;
"Those idiots wanted to bring people to arrest me yesterday, but I deceived them in a few times, hahaha! Don't worry, I will find a way to sneak in in two days."
Auster took a breath after reading it, and when he looked at Skarl, his face turned pale. The two of them couldn't say a word for a long time. It can be seen that, just as Auster judged, Skar is actually very worried about Marissa.
Auster grabbed Skar's shoulders and said to him word by word, "Let her come back immediately." Although the information was indeed very critical, a group of adults could not expect a child to take risks.
Skar nodded palely, and quickly drafted a secret letter, asking Marissa to return immediately.
As a result, a day later, Marissa's reply came quickly, and the little girl actually did not agree to return. He said that this was a critical period of the war. Although he no longer had an undercover status, he had eavesdropping arrays and surveillance crystals installed throughout the city hall, and he could still conduct reconnaissance and obtain information on the movements of the government and troops.
Skaar is busy mobilizing various resources to support the front line, while Oster is responsible for repairing and improving the harvest puppets. Neither of them had time to think about it and continued to send letters telling Marissa not to be willful and to be extremely careful.
A few days later, in a decisive battle, the rebels surrounded Huntington, who was personally in command.
Since the intelligence was basically transparent, Huntington, who led the regiment's most elite division, dove into the ambush set by the rebels. However, the well-trained officers and soldiers found themselves surrounded and tried their best to resist, setting fire to tanks and horse-drawn carriages to form a defensive line;
Every position was fought over repeatedly, and some changed hands several times. After a day and night of fierce fighting, with the support of nearby people carrying carts and leading the way, the rebels had enough food and ammunition and moved quickly, and all the official and army positions were finally breached.
In the early morning, heavy fog fell and visibility was very poor. Mordias, who climbed to the top of the mountain to observe the battlefield, suddenly discovered that the number of prisoners and enemies annihilated did not match the intelligence, and was missing by thousands. He immediately organized his troops to pursue them all the way north, and annihilated several more enemy armies. Finally, outside the crossroads, they intercepted and annihilated the personal troops who were escorting Huntington himself as he fled hastily.
When all the surrounding soldiers were killed, the rebel soldiers pried open the steam tank hatch cover and prepared to throw grenades inside, when a trembling cry for mercy came from inside, "No, don't throw it, I surrender!"
Immediately, a fat black man dressed as a cook was pulled out of the cabin. Although he had deliberately changed his appearance with disguise magic, his high-end cashmere boots and shirt with a lion's head emblem revealed his identity as a senior officer.
In addition, this person immediately took out a mithril pocket watch and a high-level magic crystal ring to try to bribe the soldiers, which made him more confident; he was tied up by the soldiers and brought to Skaar and Oster.
The captured Lieutenant General Huntington was very dissatisfied with the rebels' mobile tactics of running away as soon as they hit and chasing them as soon as they retreated. He felt that if he faced the battle openly, he would not lose. He asked to see the rebel commander and asked him which military academy he graduated from.
Auster sneered. When this man raided the Xichuan camp and massacred soldiers and civilians, he was not as upright as he advertised. Moreover, this scene looked very familiar, as if a certain transport team captain's subordinates had said similar words before; so he agreed to the other party's request.
When he saw that Mordias was a dwarf, Huntington couldn't help being surprised and muttered in a low voice that lower races could be so intelligent.
Although he was captured, Huntington still regarded himself as a noble and refused to disclose any information about the command command and defense strength of the fortress.
Facing the interrogation of the rebel soldiers, he always repeated one sentence; he could inform the Sentineling Prefecture of the news of his capture in exchange for a large amount of ransom, or a considerable number of prisoners of war. These are clearly stipulated in the nobility law and church precepts, and the premise is that they cannot damage his status as a noble.
Auster walked into the interrogation room, happened to hear it, and immediately retorted, "This is all fart. Anyway, in exchange for ransom, wouldn't it be more effective if I cut off one of your hands and one ear and sent them back?"
Huntington immediately turned pale and said hurriedly, "I am a great nobleman who has served the Holy Light for generations and has the emblem of the Church's Light family. I am personally protected by the Titan of the North. If you dare to hurt me, the Holy Light will immediately bring retribution. Don't you be afraid of being punished by the Titan of the North? Are you going to be sent to the Twisting Nether and be with the devil for the rest of your life?"
After hearing this, the rebel interrogators all looked at Auster. Auster laughed and waved for the others to go out first.
Then he closed the door and walked towards the horrified Huntington. He rubbed his hands with a smile and said, "I just heard that someone was interested in demons. I am not talented, and I happen to have a little bit of a relationship with the Burning Legion. Then Let's have an in-depth exchange of ideas, come on, hehehehe..."
When the soldiers returned half an hour later, the stench that hit them made them pinch their noses;
Afterimages of dark magic lingered around the interrogation room. The prisoner handcuffed to the chair collapsed into a piece of mud, with a large amount of incontinent filth underneath him.
Oster, whose face was covered with anti-odor magic, was pacing back and forth. Huntington's eyes were straight and distracted, his tongue was hanging out, and his nose and tears soaked the high-end shirt on his chest.
When Oster asked a question, he answered. From the defense situation of the fortress, the distribution of firepower points, to the personnel composition and weapons and equipment of various parts of the garrison, the names and resumes of officers, as well as communication and command passwords, etc., all questions are answered. The interrogators ignored the stench and quickly sat down to record the information one by one.
After some friendly interrogation by Oster, he also got an important piece of information: Huntington had indeed been bribed before.
More than half a year ago, a mysterious man who claimed to be a big shot in the Mages Union paid an astonishing sum of money to hire them to help suppress the Montenegrin rebels. This man even had the royal emblem of Stormwind and promised Huntington a chance to be promoted to admiral. Coupled with the endorsement of Ernest, the mayor of Montenegro, Huntington, who had been frustrated for a long time, had to be convinced.
