Chapter 403 Why is your face purple?

The tall city walls were covered with blood and broken arrows and spears, and two sides were covered by huge siege vehicles.

Hundreds of guards used war cries to cover up their fear, quickly climbed up the stairs of the siege vehicle, and rushed to the city wall.

What greeted them was a blood-sucking vine that was more than a meter tall and had been full of blood for three days.

The arm-thick vines chopped around like an octopus, scraping off pieces of hairy flesh wherever they went.

Soldiers were thrown off the wall or drained of blood, leaving only a skeleton falling to the ground from the wall.

Soon, these hundreds of guards retreated from the city wall, and a group of peasants driven in from nearby continued to climb up the city wall along the siege vehicle crying for their parents.

The peasant soldiers and guards took turns attacking the city in order to consume the magic power of the witch Catherine.

Continuously using spells will put a great deal of pressure on the witch's mind, and she may very likely go berserk.

This was a last resort measure taken on the advice of the demon hunter consultant.

After all, the magic of the witch Catherine is too outrageous. Not only can she give birth to plants, but she can also control them in large quantities.

In front of the vampire vines, a Knight of the Decree will be hit if he is not careful on the battlefield.

Moreover, Catherine has been trained and her casting distance is extremely long, so the church's suppressing magic can hardly hit her.

The witcher once tried to assassinate her, but the witch is now protected by the Kush Black Knights and the Black Snake Bay wizards, so any attempt to assassinate her would be enough to kill her.

Not only did it have no effect, it almost allowed Mitternich to remove all the secret lines in the city.

After the fire, the city of Rapids actually lasted about a week, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

If there hadn't been a witch in the city, they would have probably captured the city long ago.

What happened to the Thousand Valley Church? Why are there so many witches hiding in the Thousand Valley?

A witch named Jeanne appeared in the east, and a witch named Catherine appeared in the west.

You should know that the probability of a witch appearing is one in a million, while the probability of an adult appearing is one in ten million.

Black Snake Bay gathers witches from all over the empire, but currently only ten of them are still active.

How come there are so many witches in Qianhe Valley, an important place of the Church and one of the main sources of tax revenue? Does this make sense?

With complaints about Constance in his heart, Armand returned from the front line of the battlefield with a group of senior church army leaders.

After getting off the horses, the group walked among the messy tents and makeshift blacksmith shops. Everywhere they looked, they saw peasant women holding wooden barrels and clay pots on their heads, as well as patrolling soldiers.

Whenever Arman and others walked by, the soldiers and farmers had to carefully move aside and lower their heads, even if they had wooden barrels on their heads, they would not hesitate for a moment.

"Sir Arman, Sir Arman." But at this moment, a middle-aged knight with unshaven beard rushed out from the side and blocked Arman.

"Who?"

"Get out of here, you untouchable!"

Two halberds were immediately stretched out and placed on the neck of the middle-aged knight, pushing him back two steps.

"Who are you?" Pressing the shoulders of the two knights, Alman looked up and down at the poor knight in rough linen, "Tell me about your family background, knight."

"I am Desai from the Tallan family." The knight stood up on his own amid the thorny gazes of the people around him and performed a standard noble salute. "I am hired by Lord Barnifors."

He bowed a little too much, revealing a small hole at the waist of his linen-blend shirt, and the attendants and knights around him all laughed.

They all knew in their hearts that this was a knight who was so poor that he had to become a hired knight.

He was quite brave, actually daring enough to intercept Arman.

Standing up, the knight named Desai continued to speak without hesitation: "Sir, there is a problem with the medicine supplied by the logistics department. After we drank it, we developed varying degrees of cyanosis."

The so-called cyanosis was a rare medical discovery made by the imperial doctors. It was characterized by the skin of the face and palms appearing dark purple, and was the result of "excessive black bile."

"Cyanosis?" Arman was stunned for a moment, then asked curiously, "After such a long and intense siege, isn't it normal to have cyanosis?

We will be able to capture the city soon. Just be patient. Then I will let you guys take over."

These extraordinary knights have to drink potions almost every two days, and the blood drug concentration is quite high. In addition, they also use breathing methods at a high intensity, so cyanosis is very likely to occur.

"Sir, this is not a question of whether to rob or not. The disease is spreading too quickly. It's hard to tell for dark-skinned people, but for white-skinned people..."

"Okay." Count Coma said impatiently, "You are frightened by a little bit of cyanosis. Lord Arman is busy with all kinds of things. How can he have time to chat with you?"

Alman stopped Koma and said to Desai gently, "We are about to have a military meeting. How about you contact Count Koma about this matter? I will ask him for information from time to time."

Desai glanced at the arrogant Count Komar, and everyone could see the doubt in his eyes, but he still made way. Alman did not blame him for blocking the road and was rude, and he gave him a solution in such a respectful way. He must not take advantage of him again.

"My tent is over there." Koma pointed to a tent with a blue-green emblem flag, looking reluctant. "If you want to find me, tell the servants. As long as I'm here, they will let you in."

After leaving these words, Count Coma trotted after Arman and headed towards the central military camp.

However, after taking a few steps, he turned around again, turned his head and carefully looked at Desai not far away, and then continued to walk towards the camp.

When I opened the tent flap, the smell of spices, grease, decay, heather and the stench of feet hit me in the face.

Even Arman couldn't help but pinch his nose, looking as if his eyes were stung by the smoke.

There were several tables set up in the camp, and the nobles sat around them chattering and discussing women and wine.

The carpet was covered with chicken bones left over from yesterday's meal. The tabletop had been wiped but was still stained with oil and wine, even blurring the map.

In the entire tent, only Arman's single chair was clean.

"I'm going to change my clothes first." Alman said to the nobles in the tent, "When I come back, the military meeting will officially begin."

Seeing Arman and his servants changing their clothes, Count Coma looked around and found that almost no one paid attention to him.

He then held up his robe decorated with a golden cross, huddled his body, and slipped behind Countess Marika behind the table.

"Ms. Marika, just now outside, a knight named Desai seemed to have discovered something about the potion. Should we…"

Count Koma knew exactly what Desai said.

For this battle, Armand and Barnifoss spared no expense, emptied out most of the warehouses in the Thousand Valleys Parish, and brought in massive amounts of medicines.

Including Khan potion, spider potion, anti-dragon potion, etc., there are even many potions made from Warcraft meat, which are quite precious.

So Koma, who was in charge of logistics, discussed with Baroness Marika and felt that since the war was protracted, it was normal to consume more medicines.

At most, when checking, you can pour some wine in to dilute it.

Then Koma contacted several nobles who were in charge of this aspect, wrote a note himself, and asked them to send their men to get out several batches, and then divide the money among them.

But the bad thing was that in order to keep the secret, Koma interviewed each noble individually, and his words were vague and witty.

As a result, other nobles all thought that they were the only ones doing it, and felt that taking more would not cause any impact.

So, the final result was that three times the planned amount of medicine was taken out.

The warehouse managers on the lower level didn't even dare to say anything, thinking that they were acting on their own. Only Knight Desai noticed something.

It was not until he got the money that Count Coma was shocked to find out how there was so much extra.

When Koma took the drugs for testing again, he found that the concentrations of these drugs were less than half of the original.

As for the knights' cyanosis symptoms, they were caused by drinking inferior diluted potions.

"Desai from the Tallan family?" Countess Marika wiped her thick fingers on the handkerchief under Koma's expectant eyes. "He is a relative of the new bishop, Cherry. Don't touch him."

"What should we do? How about we demote him to the lowest level of squad leader?"

"No, promote him, transfer him to take charge of a squadron, give him more opportunities to go to the battlefield, and don't let him stay in logistics." Baroness Marika shook her greasy and fat head and said in a voice as deep as a man's.

After all, Desaix was born into a noble family, and he had the new Cardinal Cherry behind him. If he was demoted, he would only stubbornly continue to search for the truth.

If he were made captain of a cavalry squadron and sent to the battlefield more often, not only would he have no time to continue his investigation, but even if Shelly came he would have nothing to say.

"Okay, I'll contact you right away."

Count Koma was about to leave when he was stopped by Marika. She stared at Koma with burning eyes: "Before we leave Rapids City, we must balance the accounts. Do you understand me?"

"I understand, I understand." Count Koma responded with sweat dripping down his face.

Although both Koma and Marica were earls, his father was only a minor baron and Marica was born into the Osra family.

The current Duke of Osra, Omes, is a person that even the old Pope has to give face to. Some people even say that the Garden of Thorns is the back garden of the Osra family.

The only chance to settle the account was probably during the chaotic period when Rapid City was breached.

Before that, you need to be more careful.

"Sir Arman is back, hurry back to your seat!"

Count Coma immediately recovered from his worries and stood up straight.

(End of this chapter)