Chapter 93 Marshal Vobos (14)
"Someone comes and tells me his identity!"
In front of the commander's camp, two soldiers holding long guns blocked Rosen's way.
Jace gave a military salute: "The Third Silver Moon Cavalry Regiment, Cavalry Lieutenant Jace."
Rosen followed suit and immediately said: "Vanguard Scout Team, accompanying 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 not over 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.
The two soldiers' faces were still full of disbelief, but they still took back their spears and stepped aside.
"Horus, please estimate the number of people."
His voice deepened when he said the last sentence, obviously saying it to Rosen on purpose.
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.
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.
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.
He said loudly: "Gentlemen, my painting skills may be average, but my style is extremely realistic and has no fictional elements at all."
Fubosi's voice came over, and his tone was quite gentle.
"Yes, Marshal."
"Yes, yes, especially the target is still running around."
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.
Fubos turned to look at Rosen again, and his tone slowed down.
At this time, there was no need to bet on Fubosi's character. He took a step forward and knelt down on one knee: "Army Master Rosen, I send my regards to you."
Rosen first saluted everyone and then made a report.
This man is wearing an exquisite thorium mail armor similar to the style of Chabolais. Over the mail armor is a gorgeous sky blue robe. A dark silver embroidered honor ribbon is worn diagonally on his chest, and the same style is draped on his back.
Silver-white bearskin cloak.
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.
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.
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.
"Marshal, Mr. Mage, I know this is a bit incredible, but I have a fairly good memory ability."
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."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd started to make noise again.
Rosen said: "Marshal, I need paper and pen."
Fubos held his forehead with one hand and fell into deep thought.
Various sounds sounded, all proving the impeccable accuracy of the painting.
The mid-level mage Horus turned to Fubos and said: "Marshal, explain the situation to the count and ask for additional troops!"
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.
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.
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."
Fubosi returned to his seat and sat down: "So, how effective are the beast-turned-townships in combat? What are their fighting methods?"
When facing a noble marshal, one must kneel on one knee and salute.
Rosen immediately started painting, explaining the battle situation at the time while painting.
He raised his hand and lightly drew it in front of him, and a light spot the size of a sesame seed appeared on his fingertip: "I'm sure I made the right move. Lieutenant Jace can also vouch for me!"
"Child, tell me, what did you see in Yuehui Town?"
Fubos waved his hand, and a document was delivered to him next to him.
"When you are working so hard, how can you have time to count?"
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.
Fubos nodded: "Everyone, get up."
So, he first gave him the apprenticeship ceremony, then slightly raised his voice and began to explain in a loud voice.
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."
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.
Jess nodded immediately: "Soldier, don't worry, he is the person the marshal wants to see."
"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?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone started discussing among themselves, with a look of surprise on everyone's face.
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 just a conjecture after the fact?"
In short, as long as you are not blind, you will definitely spot this person at the first sight.
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.
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.
Their army has 4,000 formal soldiers.
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.
There are many simple square tables placed around the fire pit. The tables are covered 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.
The painting was quickly passed to Vobos.
"Master Marshal, and all distinguished gentlemen, we encountered a well-planned ambush in Yuehui Town. Those who ambush us were a group of townspeople transformed into beasts by the ice dwarf potion, and a giant bear beast king."
At this moment, everyone believed in Rosen's ability, and their eyes suddenly lost a lot of contempt when they looked at him.
"Marshal, your image is indeed majestic and majestic."
"However, we do need to explain the situation to the count so that she can have a clear control over the situation on the front line."
When the commotion subsided, Fubos said: "Prove it to me."
"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?"
"No matter what you look at, you will remember it firmly and will not forget it for a long time. Therefore, I can guarantee that there is no problem with the number 1100."
Fubos clapped his hands: "Quiet!"
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.
He turned to an officer and said: "Go right away and send someone to send the news and these paintings to the count. Then tell the count that I will go all out to wipe out the invading aliens!"
"Hey~ my collar is crooked. Oh no, I wore it crookedly."
He drew extremely fast, and the quill beat rapidly, a bit lighter than real feathers.
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."
Most people couldn't handle the fact that so many big shots were paying attention to one person. 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.
After all, in most cases, children are insulated from the battlefield.
The expressions on everyone's faces looked a little heavy.
Using a mage's hand, he placed the painting directly on the square table beside him.
"Ah~ Am I so handsome?"
"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."
"The number 1,100 is a bit big, and it's not easy to count."
A middle-aged man dressed as a mage took a step forward, saluted Fubos first, and then turned to look at Rosen.
Everyone was immediately shocked and stepped forward to look at the painting. Even Fubosi couldn't calm down. He stepped forward and carefully observed his own image.
Jess walked into the camp first, followed closely by Rosen.
A quarter of an hour later, a painting that was extremely clear and detailed, almost like a photo, was completed.
Rosen also heard Chabolai 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.
After being quiet, he asked again: "How many townspeople are in animal form?"
"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."
As soon as this was said, everyone agreed, and even Fubosi nodded in agreement.
The tent was large and round, with a fire pit in the middle for heating, and a tarpaulin above the fire pit reserved an opening for ventilation and lighting.
Then the number of people is even greater.
‘Hmm~~’
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.
After he finished speaking, the painting was finished and all the documents were handed over to Fubos.
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.
This battle is very difficult to fight!
Jess reminded softly: "That's Marshal Fubos, salute quickly."
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.
He stood up, spread the painting flat on the large square table in front of him, and greeted the mid-level mage before him.
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.
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.
The updates for the next day will be completed as soon as possible in the morning. If the updates are not completed in the morning, they will be updated 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 condense the spirit and improve concentration, so I'll forgive you.
Chapter completed!