Versatile Mage

Movan showed amazement.

Intentionally not to kill soldiers so that the intoxicated wounded can infect all federal camps??

Those Rebel Wizards are too poisonous to kill!!

“Can it be saved?” Movan asked.

“Hard. There are hundreds of infectious and highly toxic species of insects in the Andes, and even if the symptoms are eliminated a little, it is difficult to make a specific diagnosis in a few days.” Mubai shook his head.

As a matter of fact, many of the wounded were destined to be infected the moment that the stupid medical officer brought in the intoxicated patient.

“This insect poison is dozens of times smaller than ordinary mosquito flies, and even if it's clustered together, it doesn't look like dust. ”

“Ordinary people are not too affected, but injured people are giving these dust wounds an intrusive passage. ”

“They fly out of the intoxicated person's wounds and look for other fresh and uninfected wounds, so long as they bleed out of the skin, they can easily penetrate...”

As Mulberry said these words, his eyes were also looking around.

There are more than a thousand wounded in the No. 3 concentration camp. If the wound scars are still resistant, they are basically infected as long as they are still bleeding and reveal some muscle openings.

So Mulberry estimates that in less than an hour, people in this casualty camp will have symptoms similar to being poisoned by insects, that is, a general rash like ants crawling around.

“Can't you save it??” Movan asked.

“Now, unless there's a waitress at the Patnon Temple level, it's basically hard for people who are poisoned to live.” Mulberry said.

“Wounded Camp 1 to Wounded Camp 6, why should there be five or six thousand people?” Movan said.

“Well, the bug wizards kept these people alive to infect all the wounded in the rear of the Federation so that they could no longer fight.” Mulberry's voice was low.

On the battlefield, as long as the enemy can be eliminated, any means will be made available.

The Magic Society used to impose a lot of restrictions on the three faculties of death, poison and curse, and very strictly regulates the magicians of these faculties.

But now, at the stage of the national war, there is no law, let alone a magic convention, and so there is a succession of violations of dark magic that are expressly prohibited.

“If all the wounded die, I'm afraid there aren't many people in the Federation who have the courage to go back to war, are there?” Movan said.

Five or six thousand wounded obviously have little impact on the situation.

But because of the collective poisoning of the wounded and the fact that they died in their own concentration camps, the panic created was enough to destroy the will to fight an entire legion.

“I have dealt with several worm wizards on the hillside, and it would be terrible if they appeared on the battlefield.” Mulberry said.

……

Mulberry asked the medical officer to make a quarantine circle that would only slow the spread of the dust wound bug poison, but it should have happened.

More than an hour later, many soldiers in the camp developed a rash.

These rashes are painful and itchy, and many soldiers who are resting have not noticed this symptom on their skin at all.

But those rashes that look like ants have been expanding and spreading.

When more rashes are concentrated in an area of the skin, they become a purple pus, starting with the size of a silver coin, which will soon have a slap like that.

At this point, the pain begins, itching and tingling continue to increase, always wanting to scratch with things, so much so that you want to cut the skin off yourself with a knife!

The first of these toxic spreads occurred in several other camps for the wounded, where Camp 3 would be slower, but it would still not change the spread of this insect poison among the wounded.

Mourning.

Originally it was only a concentration camp for the wounded, but an hour or two later, it was completely transformed into a shelter for the sick, and the smell was so pungent that people couldn't breathe.

Not to mention witnessing the terrible skin symptoms of thousands of people!

……

The interim meeting was held on an urgent basis.

Mofan, Zhao Manyan and Mubai all followed Major and Blair into the green tent.

In the green tent, the general with all the wrinkles stood there and his face was iron blue.

The other regiments sat on both sides, with more than a dozen men, bowing their heads and not speaking, and the failure of the main battlefield had somewhat discredited them.

Besides, such terrible things have happened in the camps for the wounded.

“It's not all our fault, Lieutenant General. It will take less than a day to prepare us for war, and medical personnel are already scarce, let alone highly skilled pharmacists who can eliminate the poison.” Blair Army Commander said.

“Give me a break now, will you?” The deputy general said.

“How could we have thought that the rebels had moved the Wizard Clan to work for them? ”

“Thousands of our wounded camp have now died, and the news is simply untenable, and few regiments are willing to go to war again against the bug witches. ”

The presence of the Bug Wizard has left the entire Federation Legion in the haze of poison fog.

Now everyone knows that going to war, with a little venom from the Wizard, you're not going to live.

Then who dares to fight the Wizard??

“Find a place to bury them, lest the army shake its heart.” A fierce-hearted soldier said.

“It's shaken, and if you do this again, it's a broken military heart!” Blair said.

As companions, Mofan and others have no say whatsoever.

However, Movan was somewhat disappointed to see that these army leaders had not discussed a real response for so long.

Even if the Confederate army is dominated in the east, the overall quality of the counter-arms that are now organized is indeed too poor.

“Worm wizards must be addressed, and we must destroy them by the strong, or the soldiers will no longer be willing to rush forward.” Blair said.

“Need I say, if there's someone who can fix the bug wizard, we'll be forced back?” Previously, the regiment to bury people said.

The voices of several regiments were very loud, and the entire green tent was like a group of people spraying at each other on the street.

Also at this time, a group of people came in outside the green tent, wearing clothes different from military uniforms, looking a little gorgeous and bright.

Movan looked at these people and it was surprising that they were wearing the uniform of the Holy College of Ojos.

“Oh, here you are. We're having a problem. We need your help.” The deputy general wrinkled immediately grinned.

“After all, we are schools and do not represent any kind of political dispute.” The man who stepped into the green tent was a woman, looking at her wearing and dressing, and should be at the level of professor of magic.

Movan had not met the female professor, and the cadets she had with her were strangers.

“But bug wizards, we are not allowed to exist in battle.” The professor continued with an icy voice.