Master Tongtian

Chapter 93 Marshal Vobos (14)

"Someone come and tell me your identity!"

In front of the commander's camp, two soldiers holding long guns blocked Rosen's way.

Jace gave a military salute: "Cavalry Lieutenant Jace, 3rd Silver Moon Cavalry Regiment."

Rosen followed suit and immediately said: "Vanguard Scout Team, follow the military mage Rosen."

The two soldiers must have known Jace. After glancing at him, their eyes fell entirely on Rosen.

One of the soldiers had disbelief written all over his face: "Kid, you said you were a military mage? Are you sure you remembered correctly? Or you didn't go to the wrong place?"

Rosen was already used to this reaction.

Although he has grown a lot in the past few months, he is still no more than 1.6 meters tall, and he is also quite thin.

In front of these tall and strong adult soldiers, he looks a bit smaller and has a childish look on his face. It is indeed difficult to trust these soldiers who make a living by killing.

After all, in most cases, children are insulated from the battlefield.

He raised his hand and drew it lightly in front of him, and a light spot as big as a sesame seed appeared on his fingertip: "I'm sure I made the right move. Lieutenant Jace can also vouch for me!"

Jace nodded immediately: "Soldier, don't worry, he is the person the marshal wants to see."

The two soldiers' faces were still full of disbelief, but they still took back their spears and stepped aside.

Jess walked into the tent first, followed closely by Rosen.

The tent is large and round, with a fire pit in the middle for heating. There is a hole in the tarpaulin above the fire pit for ventilation and lighting.

There are many simple square tables placed around the fire pit. The tables are filled with various documents. Various people are surrounding the table, including officers, clerks, military mages, etc., and they are all discussing the military situation in low voices.

There was only one chair placed at the top of the tent. Sitting on the chair was a very tall man with a very majestic expression.

This man is wearing an exquisite thorium mail mail similar to that of Chabolais. He wears a gorgeous sky blue robe over the mail mail. He wears a dark silver embroidered honor ribbon diagonally on his chest, and wears a similar style robe on his back. Silver-white bearskin cape.

In short, as long as you are not blind, you will definitely spot this person at first sight.

Jess reminded softly: "That's Marshal Fubos, salute quickly."

With that said, he took a step forward and knelt down on one knee: "Marshal, the Third Silver Moon Cavalry Regiment, Cavalry Lieutenant Jace greets you."

Rosen also heard Xia Bolai explain some military etiquette. Although he is now a military mage, he has not received the official title of mage, so his status is equivalent to that of an ordinary officer.

When facing a noble marshal, one must kneel on one knee and salute.

Otherwise, it may not matter if you meet an easy-going coach, but if you meet a picky coach, you will get a few whips.

At this time, there was no need to bet on Fubosi's character. He took a step forward and knelt down on one knee: "Military Mage Rosen, I send you my regards."

Fubos nodded: "Everyone, get up."

After the two of them stood up, he clapped his hands and raised his voice and said, "Come here, everyone, come here, listen to this little guy's frontline report."

As soon as he shouted, everyone in the camp stopped what they were doing, walked to Fubos, stood on both sides of his body, and all looked at Rosen.

These people in the camp are all high-ranking officers and important figures in Silver Moon Castle, and nine out of ten have noble status.

If you throw a stone at them casually, it will definitely hit the son of such-and-such baron, or such-and-such knight, or such-and-such official mage. Anyway, they are all existences that make ordinary civilians' knees weak just by hearing their names.

With so many big shots paying attention to one person, ordinary people couldn't bear it. Even the cavalry lieutenant Jess who was caught by the gaze subconsciously lowered his head and quickly stepped aside to act like a transparent person.

It's a pity that the person being watched is Rosen. He has long passed the age where he is afraid of false fame. The only things that can make his heart fluctuate are things that can truly threaten his existence.

For example, now, if he follows the rules without making any mistakes, and is also a military mage personally appointed by the earl, he is invincible.

Even if the other party is a marshal, if he doesn't like him, he can only suppress him with words, but he can't really do anything to him.

Fubosi's voice came over, his tone was quite gentle.

"Child, tell me, what did you see in Yuehui Town?"

Rosen first saluted everyone and then made a report.

"Master Marshal, and all distinguished gentlemen, we encountered a well-planned ambush in Moonlight Town. Those who ambush us were a group of townspeople transformed into beasts by the ice dwarf potion, and a giant bear beast king."

As soon as these words came out, everyone started discussing among themselves, with a look of surprise on everyone's face.

Fubos clapped his hands: "Quiet!"

After being quiet, he asked again: "How many townspeople are in animal form?"

"The situation was very urgent at the time, so the estimate is not very accurate. According to my visual inspection, there are more than 1,100 beastly townspeople who have appeared, but it does not rule out that there are still some hidden in the house."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd became noisy again.

A middle-aged man dressed as a mage took a step forward, saluted Fubos, and then turned to look at Rosen.

"Since the situation is urgent, how can you visually detect the huge number of 1,100? You are too young and frightened to make up the number, right?"

As soon as this was said, everyone agreed, even Fubos nodded in agreement.

"When you are working so hard, how can you still have time to count?"

"The number 1,100 is a bit big, and it's not easy to count."

"Yes, yes, especially the target is still running around."

Rosen looked at the middle-aged man's chest. There was a secret gold 11-star medal hanging there, which showed that the other person was a very powerful mid-level official mage.

So, he first gave him the apprenticeship ceremony, then slightly raised his voice and began to explain in a loud voice.

"Marshal, Mr. Mage, I know this is a bit incredible, but I have a fairly good memory ability."

"No matter what you look at, you will remember it and won't forget it for a long time. So, I can guarantee that there is no problem with the number 1,100."

‘Hmm~~’

There was another commotion in the crowd, but no one questioned it. It was not that there was none, it was just that everyone found it incredible and hadn't reacted yet.

When the commotion subsided, Fubos said: "Prove it to me."

Rosen said: "Marshal, I need paper and pen."

Fubos waved his hand, and a document was delivered to him next to him.

There was no table in front of him, so Rosen used his mage's hand to spread the paper flat in the air, then picked up the quill and began to draw the scene in Moonlight Town.

He drew extremely fast, the quill beating rapidly, a bit lighter than real feathers.

A quarter of an hour later, a painting that was extremely clear and detailed, almost like a photo, was completed.

He handed the painting to the clerk beside him: "Marshal, this is what I saw at that time. If you are not satisfied, I can draw a few more pictures to ensure that every detail of the time is accurately restored."

The painting was quickly passed to Vobos.

Fubos took a look, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but look up at Rosen, as if he couldn't believe that this painting was painted by human hands.

He stood up, spread the painting flat on the large square table in front of him, and greeted the mid-level mage from before.

"Horus, estimate the number of people."

The mid-level mage Horus stepped forward and took a closer look at the painting. He was slightly surprised, but soon regained his composure and began to count the beast-turned-townspeople on the painting.

A few minutes later, he turned his head and whispered: "Marshal, if it is as depicted in the painting, it will be around 1100. But, how can we ensure that this is true and not a conjecture after the fact?"

His voice deepened when he said the last sentence, obviously saying it to Rosen on purpose.

Rosen smiled faintly, looked up at the adults standing in front of him, then picked up the quill and continued to draw, this time faster, finishing the painting in less than half a quarter of an hour.

Using a mage's hand, he placed the painting directly on the square table beside him.

He said loudly: "Gentlemen, my painting skills may be average, but my style is extremely realistic and has no fictional elements at all."

"If you gentlemen don't believe it, why not take a look at the group portraits I drew for you gentlemen and see if there is any element of my conjecture?"

Everyone was immediately shocked and stepped forward to look at the painting. Even Fubosi couldn't calm down. He stepped forward and observed his own image carefully.

"Hey~ my collar is crooked. Oh no, I wore it crookedly."

"Ah~ Am I so handsome?"

"Marshal, your image is indeed majestic and majestic."

Various sounds sounded, all proving the impeccable accuracy of the painting.

At this moment, everyone believed in Rosen's ability, and their eyes suddenly lost a lot of contempt when they looked at him.

Fubos returned to his seat and sat down: "So, how effective are the beast-turned-townships in combat? What are their fighting methods?"

Rosen immediately started painting, explaining the war situation at the same time.

After he finished speaking, the paintings were completed and all were handed over to Fubos with the paperwork.

Such an explanation with pictures and texts immediately gave everyone present a very clear and intuitive understanding of the combat effectiveness of the beast-turned-townies.

The expressions on everyone's faces looked a little heavy.

Their army has 4,000 formal soldiers.

Because it is not far from Silver Moon Castle, there are not many logistics, medical, cooks and other auxiliary personnel. Even if these people are included, there are less than 7,000.

The fighting power of the beast-turned-townspeople is much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers. They are not afraid of life and death and are extremely brave. Their number is more than 1,100.

This shows that the residents of the entire town have been transformed into beasts, and it does not rule out the possibility of residents in the surrounding rural areas becoming beasts.

That's even more people.

Coupled with the Ice Dwarf Legion, which has more than 1,800 warriors hidden deep in the Labyrinth Forest, the military strength of both sides is almost equal.

This battle is very difficult to fight!

The mid-level mage Horus turned to Fubos and said: "Marshal, explain the situation to the count and ask for additional troops!"

Fubos held his forehead with one hand and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he said: "Silver Moon Castle cannot be without its defenders. If we want to increase the number, we won't be able to increase it much. On the contrary, it will cause panic."

"However, we do need to explain the situation to the count so that she can have clear control over the situation on the front line."

He turned to an officer and said: "Go immediately and send someone to deliver the news and these paintings to the count. Then tell the count that I will go all out to wipe out the invading aliens!"

"Yes, Marshal."

Fubos turned to look at Rosen again, his tone slowing down.

"My child, you are a rare talent. Being a scout on the front line is a huge waste of talents like you. Why not just stay with me."

He actually opened his mouth to solicit, and when he opened his mouth, everyone in the camp fell into silence despite their different expressions.

Four updates today.

Updates for the next day will be completed as soon as possible in the morning. If I haven’t finished updating in the morning, I will arrive before five o’clock in the afternoon.

Hmm~ I could have done regular updates, but I would have felt comfortable at a certain time, and the excitement of updating the dead line can greatly concentrate my energy and improve my concentration, so I'll forgive you for that.