Since Reggie came to this world, he has never experienced such a tragic failure.
One hundred and twenty-one people were killed, more than 400 soldiers were injured, three artillery pieces were lost, and two other artillery pieces were seriously damaged.
After experiencing such a painful loss, he didn't even touch a hair of the enemy. What kind of witchcraft could have such terrifying power?
Chris suggested retreating directly to Red Mud City. If the enemy came after them, they would probably be wiped out.
"Listen to me, I don't believe this is witchcraft," Chris tried to calm Reggie down. "We can't stay in the wilderness forever. Let's go back to Red Mud City first and see what happened to your cannons and muskets.
The problem is, after we repair our weapons, we can send these enemies to hell!"
Goel did not agree with Chris's suggestion: "Your Highness, the enemy has thousands of cavalry. If they dared to pursue me, I think they would have come long ago."
Chris said angrily: "How long has it been and you are still making these ridiculous speculations! There is something wrong with our weapons, but the enemy hasn't noticed it yet. Once they notice it, we won't be able to leave even if we want to!"
Tell said aside: "Maybe his speculation is not so absurd. The fishy smell in the air has disappeared. I think there is no witchcraft around here."
"Witchcraft? Where did the witchcraft come from?" Chris roared, "If Charlemagne had such a powerful wizard, he would have captured Shattering Snow City long ago. How could he be defeated by us one after another?"
Chris' words seem to make sense. Since Alice has mastered such powerful witchcraft, why didn't she take action earlier?
Reggie grabbed his hair hard. The pain of failure made his brain confused. The quarrels among the people aggravated the confusion. Just before Reggie was about to collapse, Iron Skull stood up and shouted: "I
I really don’t know what you are arguing about! Since Tyr said that witchcraft has disappeared, we might as well try our weapons. If our weapons become as powerful as before, it will prove that the enemy really uses witchcraft."
The reason is that simple, but no one could calm down and think about it before. Reggie walked out of the tent, and he first asked the soldiers to test-fire the artillery.
After the cannon shot, a giant tree 700 feet away fell down, leaving a crater with a diameter of ten feet at the impact point of the cannonball.
The musket has also regained its previous power, with almost impeccable range and accuracy.
Chris didn't speak anymore. His judgment was wrong. The enemy really used witchcraft. What needs to be determined now is the source of this witchcraft and the method to break it.
It sounds very simple, but for Reggie, cracking witchcraft is about the same difficulty as developing an atomic bomb. His understanding of witchcraft is really pitiful, and he doesn't even know what kind of witchcraft it actually plays.
The effect can make his weapons become so unbearable.
If only Batchelor were here, at least he could tell the name of this witchcraft. Reggie was restless all night long, and just before dawn, Ragrue walked into his tent.
"Lord, there is something I don't know whether I should tell you or not." Raglu's expression was very nervous. "If I conceal the truth from you, it will be equivalent to violating my original oath, but if I tell you
If I tell the truth, I'm afraid it will endanger my life."
Reggie rubbed his dark circles, sat upright in front of Raglu, and said: "If you know anything about the enemy, about witchcraft, or anything else, please tell me.
Regardless of whether this matter has anything to do with you or not, I will not vent my anger on you, let alone punish you, I promise you."
Ragrue took a deep breath and said: "For the sake of God, I hope you can fulfill your promise. According to my guess, the enemy should have used a displacement array."
"What is a displacement circle?"
"It's a kind of witchcraft, which is to exchange the enemy's weapons with our weapons," Raglu said. "It's not an exchange of physical objects, but an exchange of souls."
Exchange of souls, do weapons also have souls?
"Sir, I think you should be able to understand what I am saying." Ragrue could not express himself more accurately, and Reggie gradually understood what he meant.
The soul he talks about refers to the power of the weapon.
Reggie carefully recalled every detail of the battle. He only noticed that his weapons were severely weakened, but he forgot another thing. The enemy's weapons had a significant increase in power.
The launch trajectory of the trebuchet is comparable to that of artillery, and the power of black powder has basically reached the level of nitrated starch.
And the cavalry's bows and arrows, the bows and arrows turned into muskets, and his muskets turned into bows and arrows.
The enemies and weapons are replaced with your own weapons under the influence of witchcraft. This is such an incredible thing.
But Chris's question still hasn't been answered. Charlemagne has such a powerful wizard, why did he wait until now to perform witchcraft?
"Sir, this is not a wizard's witchcraft, but a magic circle created by the Hell Wizard, which requires multiple wizards to complete it." Ragrue gave the answer. This kind of witchcraft cannot be used anytime and anywhere.
cast, and Alice had just learned how to use the substitution circle.
"I have always wanted my daughter to get rid of the identity of a wizard. I went through all the troubles to find a secret scroll written by the Hades Wizard. This secret scroll does not record the method of turning the wizard into a normal person. What is recorded in it is
It’s all about replacing the magic circle.”
Reggie asked in a low voice: "Did you give this secret scroll to Charlemagne?"
"I don't want to do this, but I have no other choice!" Ragrue said with an annoyed look on his face, "The day before you arrived at Red Mud City, damn Winston came to Red Mud City first, and he asked me
If I ask for this secret scroll, I must give it to him, otherwise he will chop off my head in the name of Charlemagne!"
At this point, Raglu shed tears. Reggie grabbed Raglu's collar and said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"I don't want to die, my lord!" Raglu cried, "I am just a surrendered prisoner. You may kill me at any time, or even kill my daughter. I am really scared."
Reggie closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He understood Ragru's difficulties, and he let go of Ragru's collar.
"Tell me everything about the displacement circle," Reggie calmed down, "Tell me how to crack it first."
Ragrue shook his head and said: "There is no method of cracking it recorded in the secret volume."
"Then tell me all the details, what conditions are needed, how many wizards are needed, and what the scope of the magic circle is. Tell me everything!"