manynovel Chapter 472 Wit
Chapter 472 Wit
Chapter 472 Wit
The noise around him grew louder and louder, so Tuscarola covered his head with a pillow.
Sleeping in late is one of her greatest interests.
Even though it wasn't noon yet, the soldiers were shouting all sorts of meaningless words, making it impossible for her to sleep.
Finally, Tuscarola sat up angrily.
She sighed heavily—she really didn't want to stay in this military camp for even a day longer.
But how long will it take for that intelligence to arrive?
Although the tents here can shield you from the cold wind, they cannot keep out the chill.
Tuscarola sneezed, and a chill ran from his toes to the top of his head.
She sniffed and came out of the tent.
The military camp smelled terrible; the soldiers here must have relieved themselves anywhere.
They all told Tuscarola that she had to go to a specific place to relieve herself.
However, there are still some people who don't follow the rules.
Tuscarola felt somewhat uncomfortable in a place full of men.
And there were always people looking at her with strange eyes.
But she didn't know whether to be angry or happy.
Well, very few people treat her like a woman.
Tuscarola simply didn't want to wait there any longer.
Following her memory, she headed toward Freud's camp.
The soldiers guarding outside the tent glanced at Tuscalola a few times.
Then, they stared at each other for a full half minute.
One of them said to the person next to him, "Does she want to go in?"
"Probably."
"Should I report this to the adults?"
Go then—
A moment later, the soldier came out of the tent again: "You can go in now."
Tuscarola walked into the camp, where Floyd was the only person present.
She stepped forward: "Where's the intelligence?"
"Flying Car Town is an important front line for our side. Now that it is besieged, intelligence about the enemy's interior cannot get out."
"Where's the intelligence?"
"The allied forces are more than ten times the size of the Lorraine family's forces, but our army has two major disadvantages. First, our logistics lines are too long, and second, it is difficult for the various lords to coordinate their operations. Therefore, we are temporarily unable to retake Flying Car Town."
Tuscarola asked impatiently, "Where's the intelligence?"
"I know you don't want to hear this, but please understand my predicament. My position is the same as yours. As long as that bitch is dead, our army will be able to advance unstoppably. Therefore, as long as conditions permit, I will do my best to assist you."
"They're all just excuses."
Tuscalola did serve as a leader for a time, although the uprising ended in failure.
She could tell to some extent that those words were just meant to fool her.
"Listen, girl, war is an art, and it is not easy to profit from it. If war would cost me, I would rather fail."
"That's none of my business."
"I'm just an assassin," Tuscarola thought. "My job is to assassinate."
She was just there to get an answer; if they couldn't provide the information, she simply wouldn't want it.
Even though she understood that Brianna Lorraine was a dangerous target, Tuscarola was equally confident in her own abilities.
Tuscalola may not be unable to carry out the assassination on his own.
“Listen, girl,” Freud became serious. “I know you are extraordinary. You possess power that is disproportionate to your size. But isn’t the Lord of the Plains the same? Yet we are attacking the Plains because, ever since the Evil Servants, the lords in the vicinity have been oppressed by the Lorraine family.”
"Then why don't you fight back?" Tuscarola hated people who only knew how to complain.
Yes, she would never save those who only know how to wait to be saved.
“We are rebelling now,” Freud said. “Everything depends on timing, otherwise it’s just a waste of your strength. If you are unwilling to understand my difficulties, and you have extraordinary power, then why don’t you take it for yourself?”
Tuscarola felt frustrated. "If you had this idea, why didn't you say so sooner?"
She pouted. "Where do we get it?"
"Of course it's Waterwheel Town," Freud suddenly smiled. "Based on my deductions, the intelligence should have already reached there, but it was disrupted by a surprise attack from the Plains Army before it could be delivered."
"I don't know the way."
"I will have Sir Hiram accompany you. He is a cautious man and will certainly be a good guide," Freud said. "But I remind you that, according to the latest intelligence, the one who launched this surprise attack on Waterwheel Town is a general of the Plains Army. She is a female warrior, but she is taller than a bear. The Allied forces have already lost many generals, and it is because of her presence that I have hesitated to send troops to support them."
Tuscarola seemed to understand; he wanted the allied forces to deal with the female warrior.
So now, are you going to use me again?
If Anne were here, she would definitely see through this person's scheme immediately.
But Tuscarola no longer depends on Anne; well, they've broken off all ties.
Tuscarola asked, "When do we depart?"
"The sooner the better, of course," Freud grinned mischievously.
Whether it was Lolotti, Anne, or Aaron, they all said that Tuscarola was lazy.
She can be a little unmotivated at times, but when it comes to important matters, she never procrastinates.
"Then let's set off now."
Despite what she said, Freud gave her an awkward smile and waved at her.
Finally, it wasn't until the afternoon that we were ready to set off.
This time, there are no carriages; we must ride horses.
Tuscarola doesn't know how to ride a horse, but since there's a need for it, she's happy to learn.
After a period of practice, Tuscarola finally learned how to control the horse.
Seeing this, Hiram, who was standing nearby, asked, "Is this really your first time riding a horse?"
"Um"
"You must be a genius to be able to control it so well."
Tuscarola knew she wasn't; she was merely trying to control the horses' emotions using mind magic.
Surprisingly, the effect was quite good; the tall horse became very docile.
There were several hundred of them, and they didn't seem to be trying to hide at all.
However, Tuscalola said nothing.
Two days later, Hiram said to Tuscarola, "Alright, we're almost at Flying Car Town."
Tuscarola pointed to the wide road ahead: "Should we just go north along this road?"
"That's right, but we must be careful. The Plains Army could discover us at any time and outflank us."
"Then you can go back."
Hiram was taken aback: "? But—"
"You're too conspicuous. I'm there to gather intelligence, not to fight, am I?"
Having said that, Tuscarola rode out of the ranks.
Hmph, trying to use me!
She saw through their scheme; they simply wanted to use her power to deal with that troublesome general.
However, that was not Tuscalola's assassination target.
They didn't commission an assassination, but they wanted Tuscarola to kill for them?
It's not that easy!
They underestimate me; I won't fall for it!
Tuscarola smiled smugly.
Although I'm not as smart as Anne—
But it's clever enough!