Chapter 142. Brutal and direct interrogation
Naturally, Kant didn't have to bother with interrogating this matter.
Go down with his commandment.
Soon.
There were 10 Svadian infantrymen, and 5 high-ranking gnolls were escorted to the door of the Consulate.
The chainmail boots kicked the legs of these high-level gnolls fiercely, and with enough strength, they directly made these captives with their heads bowed stumble to the end, just kneeling in front of Kant.
"Roar," the gnolls whispered in humiliation.
But the 10 Swadia infantrymen in charge of guarding them did not have the slightest fear on their faces.
Instead, the corners of his mouth curled into a disdainful smile, and he directly pulled out the half-sword on his waist, and plunged it into the side of these captives, the tip of the sword shimmering in cold light reached the ground, and this naked threat was not concealed at all.
The captives immediately bowed their heads and wisely chose to surrender.
The infantry led by him nodded with satisfaction, and reported in a deep voice: "The lord's lord has been brought." β
"Well, well done." Kant looked at this scene and spoke indifferently.
At the same time, he looked down at the five gnolls wearing surprise linen robes, and asked with a calm face: "Jackals from the coast of Mannheim, the Greymane Kingdom, why do you invade my mining territory?" β
Kant's voice fell, but no one answered.
The five gnolls kneeling on the ground raised their beastly heads, their jaws still baring their fangs.
His eyes were full of indomitation and resentment.
It seems that he wants to eat people.
Eyes are clear!
Obviously, all the torture and insults they suffered after they were captured were counted on Kant's head.
If they were now strong and well-fed, they would not have estimated their own life and death at all, and they would have to take up their two-handed battle axes and die with Kant on the chair on the front steps of the consulium.
"Oh, unyielding gaze." Kant chuckled.
Kneeling in front of others and threatening others with your gaze will always be so weak and powerless.
At least Kant didn't care.
He opened his mouth lightly and said to these captives: "You have to know one thing, your eyes can't kill others, but I can easily control your life..." β
"Bang-"
Behind the gnolls' captives, their well-made chainmail boots lifted and kicked heavily on their backs.
A dull sound.
The captives were all lying on the ground, their hands tied behind their backs making it impossible for them to stand up, but they didn't need to get up on their own, and the Swadia infantry, who had kicked them down, reached out and pulled the gray hair from their heads to kneel on the ground again, but the half-sword in their glistening hands was also placed next to their throats at this time.
The infantry from Svadia don't want to see their lords threatened by these inferior races, even if it's a threat of eyes!
Kant nodded at them, looked at the captives and still asked flatly, "We can have a good conversation." β
"It's... Is it. β
Finally, a jackal spoke, and the words were round and round.
It was the pirate leader who was the leader, and there was still anger and humiliation hidden in his eyes, but he forced it down and said, "Human lord, what the hell are you... What the hell do you want to know..."
Receiving a response, Kant nodded with satisfaction: "Coordination is a wise choice." β
"What do you want to know?" The pirate boss repeats.
"No, if you cooperate, I think your emotions should also calm down, and cooperating with our friendly conversation is a good thing for both of us, a good thing that can be praised."
Kant looked at the pirate leader with a smile: "What do you say? β
The pirate leader's face was slightly hideous.
After so many years of crisscrossing the sea of stars, it has never knelt down so humiliatingly to answer questions.
What's more, it's still to it, the human who has always looked down on it, kneeling in front of him and answering humiliatingly, his heart is pounding, and his eyes are already bloodshot, which makes it really unacceptable.
It's so angry!
But at its anger, Kant only chuckled: "Help it calm down." β
"Yes." The infantrymen responded in a deep voice.
But then, after the sound of this response, the sound of hunting wind faintly came.
Before the pirate leader could react, the iron-clad scabbard was drawn directly on its cheek, and the force contained in it instantly drew away the fangs of its jaw, and even its lips were torn to pieces, oozing blood.
"Roarβ"
The thrust instantly angered the already tyrannical pirate leader.
The legs stood up instantly, the two arms frantically broke free of the hemp rope, the green eyes were bloodshot, and the mouth was full of blood in a low voice, and he wanted to rush towards Kant on the steps.
This was a pounce regardless of death, and even the four gnoll pirates on both sides were also aroused in their hearts.
Although they are civilized and intelligent.
But madness, far more ferocious than the uncivilized low-level gnolls, is even more terrifying!
"Stupid." Kant looked at the pounced jackal, not afraid at all.
Right on the side, the infantry with a thick fan shield stepped in to block in front of Kant, holding the shield to resist the attack, and retreated slightly half a step because of the force, but the shield was instantly withdrawn like a spring, and the right hand tied with the chain mail glove made a sharp right hook from the bottom up, and it touched the left cheek of the pirate leader heavily.
"Bang."
The pirate leader's teeth flew out, and the whole person flew out with the heavy punch, and fell down the steps heavily, lying in front of the four shocked gnolwolf pirate subordinates.
The Swadia infantry remained silent, shook his right wrist, and re-established himself next to Kant.
"Can we have a good chat now?"
Kant spoke lightly.
The Swadia infantry next to him cooperated with the half-sword in their hands, and the sharp blade reflected the noon light, bringing not heat, but harvesting life.
"Yesβ" The pirate leader coughed dryly and struggled on the ground.
Spit out two knocked out teeth, mixed with the smell of blood in its mouth, with despair in its eyes, it stood up again and knelt in front of Kant, bowing its head as if giving up everything: "The nobles of mankind, do you want to... Know what..."
"That's good."
Kant nodded, satisfied with his intellectual interest.
Standing up and walking down the three-story stone staircase, Kant came to the pirate leader, squatted down slightly, looked at its cloudy and hopeless eyes, and asked slowly: "Tell me, when will your large army reach this desert, tell me, I will spare you, I swear by my honor, I will never kill you." β
His words were very seductive, and there was no hint of cruelty in his immature face, and even his eyes were quite sincere.
The four gnolls swallowed and foamed.
For Kant's words, they were like grasping at a life-saving straw, subconsciously looking at the leader whose cheeks were swollen, and his eyes were full of longing for life.
No one really wants to die.
No matter how strong the will is, after experiencing thirst and hunger, there is no longer the belief it once had.
"What I said is true."
Sweeping their eyes, the corners of Kant's mouth curled slightly: "I swear by the honor of nobility." β
"7 days to go!" The pirate leader finally spoke, lowering his bleeding and swollen cheeks, and said: "We are the advance team, and we will only set off half a month earlier than the expeditionary force, and if it is not surprising, they will reach the southern part of the Narun Desert in seven days, that is, at the beginning of next month. β
"Good." Kant smiled and got up and sat back in his place.
Seeing that Fatis and Manid, who had already finished inspecting the captive area, had just returned, Kant nodded and said, "This information is very important, I like this friend, what do you think?" β
"Of course, it's a good gentleman." Manid complimented Kant's words.
Fatis just nodded.
As a knight, he can look down on this kind of guy who reveals his secrets after being captured in the war, and if he can resist torture and torture and die generously, he can praise a few words.
Although the final result is still death.
But Phatis could be sure that he wouldn't chop up fertilizer for the gnolls' food or dirt.
"Send them back."
Kant waved his hand and motioned for the infantry to pull the five high-ranking gnolls down.
He also seemed to think of something, and told the infantry: "Give them some water and bread, well, if you don't eat bread, you can also eat some air-dried meat, which is a reward for answering questions." β
"Yes." The Svadia infantry replied.
"Your Excellency... We, we eat bread! A gnoll pirate replied eagerly.
Kant chuckled when he heard this: "Oh, that's better, give them bread and air-dried meat, and water." After a pause, he looked at the jackal pirate who had answered, pointed at it and commanded, "I like this fellow very much, give him another sausage, and if he can answer the question we want to know later, let him have enough to eat at every meal." β
"I, I'm willing to surrender, willing to join your camp!" The Gnoll Pirate immediately fell to his knees, ignoring the complicated and angry eyes of his companions next to him, and shouted, "I know a lot of information about the Mannheim Coast and the Greymane Kingdom!" β
"Good." Kant smiled and nodded, still waving his hand to take it.
Soon, the infantry put them back down.
Kant turned and entered the Consulate.
Fatis and Manid followed.
Sitting back in his place, Kant smiled on his face and said lightly: "In 7 days, the expeditionary force will reach the Naren Desert, which means that at the beginning of next month, we will meet the real enemy." β
"That's right." Fatis and Manid looked at each other.
Kant frowned, his fingers tapping on the tabletop.
Looking at the two subordinates who were deeply trusted by him, he spoke: "You arranged, let people interrogate these high-ranking gnolls, let them reveal everything they know, improve our understanding of the coast of Mannheim as much as possible, and the knowledge of the Graymane Kingdom, don't relax, we will have formal contact with them next month." β
"You'll know more comprehensive intelligence." Manid had a little study of interrogation.
"Okay." Kant nodded, and at the same time looked at Fatis: "Since Manid is in charge of the interrogation, then you are in charge of the troops, and when those gnolls arrive at the sentry oasis, I hope you can react in the best way." β
Fatis also nodded heavily: "I will do my best." β
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