When I turned around, before I could even take out the telescope, several of my subordinate light magicians immediately used a reconnaissance magic to display the image of the troops still 1 kilometer away in front of us.
"Why...why does it look like a transport convoy?" Looking at the large number of mule and horse caravans and the large group of armed escort soldiers on the light screen, several magicians muttered with strange expressions.
"Haha, it seems that the little girl has thought it through. Those transporters are probably the warriors of the survivors!" Looking at those fully armed warriors doing hard labor but smiling, I immediately guessed what Yiya was doing. It seems that this girl is not simple! Not only is her martial arts strong, but her brain is even better. Compared with that turkey, although Yiya's martial arts and appearance are slightly inferior, in my opinion, a flexible brain is more important.
"Sir, what you mean is..." After hearing what I said, several smart ones suddenly understood, but many others looked at me with doubt in their eyes.
"It's almost there, you'll know when she comes back." I smiled cheerfully and interrupted several subordinates' questions. I was thinking whether I should arm the survivors as soon as possible.
"My Lord, I'm back! I brought out more than 10,000 compatriots in total, but in order to prevent the news from leaking out and causing trouble, I brought them all out under the pretext of letting them carry supplies so that they could earn some extra money. Except for less than 10 who refused to follow me, the rest were willing to follow me and obey my orders."
"Well, you did a great job. How long do you think the supplies can sustain our 110,000 people? Also, what happened to those 10 people?" Looking at the dim eyes in Yiya's helmet, I knew the result without asking. But in order to make Yiya more quickly accepted by other senior officers of the Kingdom of Yaen, I had to let her tell the result herself to show her loyalty to the Kingdom of Yaen.
“Sir, if we can get enough water, then within 20 days, we won’t have to worry about food. If we eat sparingly, we won’t have any problem even for a month. Besides... as for the other ten people, I and other surviving compatriots agree that instead of letting them go back to sow discord, it would be better to... execute them..." As she spoke, Yiya's voice became lower and lower, and she finally lowered her head in shame. After all, this was probably the first time she had killed a member of her tribe!
"Don't be sad. They did this not because they were afraid of them sowing discord, but because they had been abandoned by more than 10,000 compatriots here and all the survivors, so it was not worth their death. Yiya, don't think about that. Now, I have an important task for you and your compatriots to do. This is related to whether we can resist those undead until the support troops arrive from the rear. The specific task is..." Gently pulling Yiya over, I quietly defended her. At the same time, I assigned her a series of tasks to distract her attention.
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"Sir, it's a big deal, a big deal... Please go and have a look, there... there..."
At noon, William led his troops to repel an orc attack and was preparing to wash up and have a meal. At this moment, the door of his lounge on the tower was suddenly knocked open. A junior officer rushed in breathlessly.
"What's the matter? Do you still understand military regulations? How did you get in just now? Get out! Do you need me to teach you again how to get in?" William felt that he was wet all over and his disheveled appearance really affected his image. Therefore, he was almost angry and embarrassed by the appearance of this low-ranking officer, and he cut this guy who didn't know the rules in half with a sword.
After the extremely old-fashioned process was repeated, the junior officer's subsequent report made William drop the food in his hand and rush to the city tower without even having time to tidy up his clothes.
"Sir, you are here too?" When William reached the highest point of the city wall, he saw from afar that Marshal Bout had also arrived there, and the few mages stationed on the Wolf Line were also accompanying Bout.
No one paid any attention to William, not even Bott, who had always been very fond of William. After seeing this, William felt a little bored, but at the same time, his doubts about the situations reported by his subordinates deepened.
However, when William cast his gaze in the direction that Bott and the others were looking at, for a moment, William felt frozen. Everything he saw before his eyes was too much for him to believe, and even for William to imagine. . . . .
At this moment, everyone on the entire Canglang defense line was staring at the huge castle burning in flames. . . . .
"How is this possible? I just looked there, and it was empty a few hours ago. How could such a castle appear in such a short time?" William screamed and kept backing away from the incredible scene, and then hit his butt at the bottom of an arrow tower. However, no one looked at William at this moment, and no one even turned their heads.
"Marshal, I think I know how they built such a castle... That place turned out to be a clay area. I think they must have used a large number of earth magicians to raise the castle out of thin air. After all, under that kind of soil, it is not a big deal for so many magicians to use magic to raise a castle. It's just... it's just..."
"Go on, go on..." After listening to the explanation of his subordinate wizard, Bout spoke with a tremor. At the same time, he kept thinking of a terrible situation in his heart, that is, when the magician troops of the Kingdom of Yan used this method and dragged their newly invented magic cannon to invade the Mokast Empire, then... Then what method should his own country use to fight back
“It’s just that I don’t understand. Can those walls built with clay withstand the attack of the army? After all, that thing doesn’t have much strength…” With doubts in his heart, the magician expressed all his suspicions.
"Hehe, but this is better than fighting the army of the undead on flat ground. I think this is also the reason why they burned the castle. In this way, as the moisture in the soil is drained, the castles built with mud will become more solid... Hehe, let's pray for a heavy rain tomorrow, so that those guys from the Kingdom of Yan will have a taste of what it feels like when the earthen fortress is washed away..." With a little excitement and gloating, Bout said expressionlessly. (To be continued)