The anger in Crick's heart had already surpassed the surprise.

These soldiers were obviously attacked by the witch, but they were unaware of it. On the way to the war, during the sensitive time at night, even when they were sleeping, they were very alert. They knew the turbulence in the camp clearly. If someone sneaked in, they would not know, let alone a little witch.

The witch sneaked in without her own awareness and attacked more than a dozen soldiers and quietly left. What a shame it was for me!

"When did you find out that w. Junben asked? br />

"It was almost dawn that I found this guy while adding fodder to the war horses." The god general behind Crick pointed to a warrior with hay on his body, then quickly searched the entire camp, and found the rest of the warriors in the hidden corner."

Crick's face turned pale, "Is there no suspicious movement yesterday? Why did more than a dozen warriors disappear but no one notice it!"

The general looked panicked, "The responsibilities of these dozen soldiers are quite special. Some are managing war horses, some are secretly whistle, and some are responsible for keeping food and grass. They are not on the surface, so..."

"Are there any other place where the attacked soldiers were found?" Crick leaned down, helped a soldier up and looked around, and let him go again in anger.

"I haven't found it yet. I've been thoroughly investigated in the entire camp and it should be gone."

Crick checked several soldiers in a row, and his face began to turn darker. After checking the injury of the last soldier, Crick's teeth were already clattering by her.

"Sir, how is the situation?" Robben asked.

"It was done by the same witch!" Crick stood up, his eyes flashed with murderous aura, and he said furiously: "The other party is a single witch. There is only... one!"

Cold Sensen's eyes swept over the soldiers around him, and Crick said in a cold voice: "A witch sneaked into our heavily guarded camp while the night was dark, attacked more than a dozen soldiers from different areas, and then left calmly... No one noticed a single problem from beginning to end."

The soldiers around him turned pale and all knelt down in a hurry, saying in unison: "Don't rest as angry, Lord God of War!"

"Stop the anger!!" Crick's eyes were a little red, not only angry at the people in front of him, but also... in fact, he was angry at himself. A witch did such a thing under his nose. He could not forgive himself for such a thing."

"What are you doing?" Crick felt that there was nowhere to vent his anger when he suddenly found Robben squatting in front of an injured warrior, his fingertips regularly scratching something on his forehead.

"Lord God of War, it's not the time to hold people accountable, so it's the most important thing to figure out the situation first. Let's see if we can wake up these soldiers, so we can also ask about the situation."

"The witch's mental attack cannot be restored! These warriors can no longer fight..." Crick said, feeling very angry. But before he could finish his words, there were already screams around him.

Robben's fingers lasted on the warrior's forehead. The warrior coughed violently, his body bounced up from the ground like a shrimp, turned over and leaned on the ground and started to retching.

Crick was shocked and hurriedly walked over. He bent down and looked at the warrior in surprise.

The warrior who had vomited for a long time but didn't spit out anything was pale. He felt someone looking at him again, so he quickly looked up and his face changed instantly. He struggled to stand up, "Master God of War!"

Everyone exclaimed again. Although the warrior had a very bad face and weak eyes, he could see that he was sober and was actually freed from the witch's mental attack.

Crick looked at Robben in shock, "You...what did you do? The damage caused by the witch's mental attack is almost permanent and difficult to recover."

Robben smiled, "Most warriors think so, but I am a magician... I always have some research on mental power. Moreover, I have visited many places and seen many things about qiguài. Well... In short, it would be great to be able to treat these warriors. If you have anything to do, ask."

After saying that, Roben came to the second warrior and began to gently stroke his forehead with his fingers.

This time, even Crick's eyes were attracted. As Robben's fingers moved, a small golden magic array appeared on the warrior's forehead. Although the magic array was not strong, its color was very pure. As the last point of his fingers, the magic array disappeared above the warrior's head. In less than two seconds, the warrior suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and retching.

The soldiers around him exclaimed again, and his eyes were filled with surprise when he looked at Robben.

Crick said in surprise: "I heard that you have treated dying warriors before, but I didn't expect you to be very proficient in spiritual magic."

"It's not a mastery. Any magic always has its own connections. It's like there are thousands of types of Dou Qi, but when it reaches its limit, it almost becomes something of the same origin."

"Hmph! You seem to understand yiyàng very well." Crick said sarcastically, but he did not object.

With his eyes falling back to the face of the warrior who had already climbed up from the ground, Crick asked in a solemn voice: "Now tell me what you still remember, what happened last night?"

"Yes, Lord God of War, yesterday... I was ordered to transport the second batch of forage to the war horses at night, and then I was responsible for allocating the forage and checking the condition of the war horses. When the forage is halfway..."

The warrior frowned and seemed to think for a moment, "After... I saw a light, and then... I don't remember it."

Crick's face turned blue, and such an answer was worthless.

"When did you see anything besides the light?"

"Uh... I received the order yesterday, and then... it was about a little after midnight, and the light... was silver-white, depending on... it was emitted by two lights."

Crick pressed down his brow, "Other than that... do you remember any sounds that have sounded?"

"The voice... seems to be a woman's voice, but... but I don't remember it very much."

Crick nodded, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the warrior's face. The golden light exploded in his palm. The warrior's body shook for a moment, and his whole body suddenly became soft.

"What are you doing?" Everyone was shocked. Robben was treating the fourth warrior and stood up in shock. "I finally saved them!"

Crick ignored these voices and asked in a gentle tone that had never appeared in her mouth: "You... answer my question now, what is your name?"

"My name is...Tambo Risk... Everyone, call me Kers."

Everyone showed a look of shock. Robben was also shocked.

Crick nodded and slowly let go of his hand. The warrior's body fell down.

"He is fine, he is just temporarily in a semi-coma, but judging from his reaction, the witch had interrogated him with spiritual magic last night." Crick's eyes fell on the warriors who had just woken up, and the warriors immediately turned pale.

"Come here!" Crick said mercilessly.

The soldiers who had just woken up looked at each other. Finally, they gritted their teeth and came to Crick. Crick questioned them one by one. Finally, they did the same. What made everyone feel heavy was that when each soldier fell into a semi-coma, he had a reaction from yiyàng.

Robben woke all the soldiers up. Crick fainted one by one, which made people feel a little depressed.

Putting down the last warrior, Crick said in a cold voice: "This is mental inertia, and it enters the same mental state for a short time. When encountering similar stimuli, they will have the same reaction. When the witches interrogate, the first question is usually to ask for their names. It seems that... the witch has taken a lot of information from the warrior."

Crick waved, "Carry them away and send them to recuperate, and... I need to know what part they all belong to now!"

Not long after, in Creek's tent, Creek looked at the map on the table with a serious face. There was only a small oil lamp on the table. Before the sky was bright, the tent seemed a little dim. Under the light, Creek's solemn face looked a little scary.

"Sir, it's almost dawn." Crick didn't say anything for a long time, but Robben had to speak first. If he should have brought his people back as planned, he should have returned now, but now.

Crick glanced outside the tent and slapped the oil lamp, "It seems that the enemy has already set its sights on us." Knocking the tabletop lightly, Crick suddenly asked, "Do you have any opinions on the witch attack this time?"

"What does Lord God of War mean?"

"A witch... sneaked into the military camp quietly, interrogated more than a dozen soldiers, and left calmly. We didn't realize the situation until dawn. When can the witch do this?"

Robben shook his head, "This... is indeed hard to believe."

"According to the report just now, these soldiers belong to different parts of the battalion, responsible for different things, and in terms of location distribution, they also covered most of the military camp. This witch did not sneak into a place and quickly fled, but entered the military camp, saw the warriors of different parts of the warriors to take action, and even moved a considerable distance. Judging from the information provided by the warriors, the witch stayed in the camp for at least half a night, and during this period... no one noticed her existence, whether it was you... or me."

"This is a dereliction of duty by his subordinates."

Crick snorted coldly, "Rejection? Are you mocking me?"

"Of course not. These small things should have been completed by my subordinates. The camp's lack of defense has entered the enemy. This is my responsibility."

Crick said impatiently: "Now I don't want to say this, what I want to say is...I doubt the identity of this witch."

Robben's heart lit up, "Suspect the identity of the witch?"

"Not bad!" Crick punched the table, "Even if I die, I don't believe that a witch has such great ability to do such things under my nose. And as long as I have a brain, I should know that I am here, how dare the witch get close to me!"

"That God of War means..."

"It's that Robben..."

"Ah?" Robben's muscles twitched. Crick's guess was a little beyond his expectations. Why... he guessed his body again!

Crick's face turned dark, "That guy defected to the demon clan and learned a lot of dark magic. Moreover, he was very close to the witch. Judging from the previous situation, although the witch's magic has not been used by foreign clans, Robben was a bit too powerful. It was not a big deal for him to learn the witch's magic. Yesterday... he should have been here."

Robben was a little surprised. Crick said this... It seemed that there was something really right. If Nalan broke in, it would be like seeking death. It was because of the hidden magic that he blessed her and could only move here. What he had to say... This action was not much different from what he did, but Nalan became his own clone. He stayed there honestly and was not suspicious. It happened that Crick came to have breakfast before dawn, which became a proof of his innocence.

Crick's face turned completely dark, "As soon as we started attacking, this guy came to make trouble immediately. And it was obvious that he was going to attack us, this damn scum!"

He punched the table. Creek's eyes turned red. "He must have known that I was here to do such a thing. He sincerely wanted to humiliate me!"

I don't have this intention. Robben's stomach was rolling with his own thoughts. This time he just wanted Nalan to create an illusion. The human camp has begun to pay attention to this place and has the ability to wēixié.

Originally planned. With Crick's rationality, he would not act rashly, and at this time he would not let himself leave. At least he would be a great help, but he didn't expect Crick to directly suspect his partner...

But... this is not harmful. It seems that if this happens, Crick will not let himself leave now.

"God of War, if it was really that Robben, what should we do to deal with it?"

Crick thought for a long time, "Take people away immediately and join your troops."

Robben was stunned and his eyes magnified, "Sir, this is the situation here... I just left like this, right?... And my troops have been sending security information, and there is no problem yet."

"I mean, all your people left. If it were that Robben, he would definitely come for me. No matter how many warriors there are, it would be useless. Although he is a human, we have to admit that our warriors cannot deal with him."

"Even if that..."

Robben wanted to say something else, but Crick had interrupted Robben, and his eyes were shining, "I mean, you took your people away, but... you didn't want you to go back together."

Robben was stunned, "My Lord War God said..."

"Hmph! You won't leave either! After all, the target of our bet is Robben. If I drive you away now, our bet will be meaningless and you can stay."

Robben was overjoyed.

Crick said again: "But you have to act like you leave, and Robben will relax his vigilance. Since he chose this place first, he will definitely not go to another direction. That's fine... We can stop in advance and see who can subdue this disaster."

He has escalated into a disaster... Robben smiled helplessly in his heart as he listened.

Crick said gloomyly: "Although more than a dozen soldiers were attacked today, they were all ordinary soldiers and had limited information. I believe that Robben would not give up after he succeeded perfectly. Judging from his frequent appearances in the God Realm and causing huge harm, he was arrogant and did not take the God of War seriously. This time he would definitely come again. Perhaps it was tonight, you immediately take your troops away and walk for half a day quickly. At noon, you quietly and return alone. It's time for us to cast a net!"

"Yes, Lord God of War!"

Robben left immediately and rushed to the north with his troops. After running for a long time, Robben ordered the rest of the soldiers to continue to move forward, and had something to do when he went back, and would send someone to contact him. Without waiting for the other generals to say anything, he quickly disappeared in the air.

Robben has not yet thought about how to limit Crick, try to weaken her strength, and prevent her from gaining an advantage in the battle with Ruda.
To be continued...