Mage Joan

The two paths of life and death lie ahead. Most of the captives choose to confess and save their lives, but looking at the confession alone, it is difficult to tell whether there is a lie or concealment.

In order to force the prisoner to tell the truth, the interrogator will always tell the other person that he is not the only prisoner under interrogation. In places where he cannot see, there are other prisoners who are also undergoing the same segregation interrogation, if his confession confessed to other prisoners. Sorry, it means that at least one person is lying.

Under such circumstances, if a prisoner of war tries to deceive the interrogator, he has to worry about his party's facts. After the two contrasts, his lies may be exposed on the spot, causing him to be sent to the gallows. Lie is obviously not An option that is most beneficial to you.

What about refusing to confess?

There are occasionally one or two tough guys among the prisoners of war, who would rather torture without confessing.

But the tough guys are only very few after all, and they also know that other captured companions may not be as tough as they are. If others confess, their persistence will be meaningless, but they will just give up their lives.

As long as the interrogator makes this clear to all prisoners of war, most of the tough guys who are determined to be brave and righteous will collapse their beliefs on the spot, give up their vain perseverance, and choose to confess softly.

The will to destroy the prisoners of war does not necessarily require torture, as long as a seed of doubt is planted in their hearts.

If the captives are firm enough, have common beliefs, and have absolute trust in the captured comrades, this method of interrogation that exploits human weaknesses will not work.

However, this situation is too rare. At least the gangsters of the jackals do not have such organizational discipline and common beliefs, and no one is willing to be a martyr. After being scared by the interrogator, they are all told truthfully.

Colonel Harrison personally interrogated the boss of the jackal who had thrown a javelin at Joan. According to his confession, the total number of jackals who participated in the northbound looting was not less than 1,000, divided into six war groups, scattered on the east and west sides of the Dring Valley. , Looting villages along the way.

The Jackal chief also confessed a key piece of information: the six major warfare groups are independent of each other and act independently, but all warfare groups must obey the command of a jackal chief named "Alpha", if they receive the order of this big leader , Must be executed unconditionally.

According to the prior agreement of the Jackal Bandit Gang, when a war group encounters a densely defended village or town, or encounters a regular human army interception, and cannot fight against it with the power of the war group alone, it will send someone to the chief Alpha to send a letter. Please He summoned the party leaders to come for reinforcements.

After the interrogation, Colonel Harrison ordered his attendants to imprison the jackal leaders. As soon as he walked out of the interrogation room, he saw Major Vasa and the Joan and Dindal brothers approaching, and they greeted them with a smile.

"George, what was the result of the interrogation of other prisoners of war?"

"They all confessed, but the confession is not the same. The difference is mainly in the number of jackals-some can't say a thousand people, some say four or five hundred people, and six or seven hundred people." George Vasa replied with a frown, "Joan and I have analyzed for a long time, and we can't confirm whether they are nonsense."

"George, this is not a fuss." The old colonel laughed and patted the shoulder of the young deputy: "You haven't dealt with jackals, of course you can't understand what is going on in this crazy creature's mind, As for our genius little mage, maybe we only learn about jackals through books?"

"Yes, Mr. Colonel, today is the first time I saw a living jackal outside the book. They are more brutal and dirty than the illustrations."

Joan answered a little embarrassedly.

"More brutal, more dirty, and more importantly, you have greatly underestimated the stupidity of jackals."

The smile on Colonel Harrison's face became strange.

"The lads, the fools with hyenas' heads, the reason why the confessions are different, is not that they dare to lie and lie under the threat of torture, but because most jackals don't count at all, more than ten The number of a finger can’t be counted. One hundred or one thousand does not make any difference in their eyes. Anyway, it’s too many to count!”

Joan listened to Colonel Harrison's explanation, and then suddenly realized why there was a huge difference in the strength of the confession from the captives!

Recalling the records of the werewolves in The Monster Book of Vares, there is indeed a very insignificant text that mentions that the intelligence level of this creature is similar to that of the orcs, and most of them are illiterate.

At the time, Joan thought that the word "illiterate" meant that the jackals did not have the ability to read and write, but now they know that they not only can't write their own names, they can't even count them.

This made him realize that the knowledge gained from the books was superficial after all, and he wanted to understand the truest aspect of the world, or how much more to walk out, to experience first-hand than the words on paper.

"Mr. Colonel, even if we take the numerical error into account, according to the most conservative estimate, there are no fewer than four or five hundred jackal gangsters from Brass Pass, the size of which is comparable to the strength of our army going south."

"As for the other details of the prisoner of war confession, for example, it is divided into six war regiments. For example, the six war regiments all obey the command of Jackal Chief Alpha, but they are all right. It can be seen that it is true."

George Vassar handed Joan's interrogation report to Colonel Harrison.

Colonel Harrison took a look at the report and whispered softly: "Alpha... Alpha... It's a long time gone... The name reminds me of the'ear war' fourteen years ago."

"At the time I was a cavalry company commander under Lord Castis, and our enemies, in addition to the regular navy troops from Musbelheim, also had the gangsters of jackals colluded with the navy people."

"The wolves of wolves in packs rushed out of the brass pass, taking advantage of the barren horses to raid the southern villages and towns, slaughtering our compatriots, and committing sins. The leader of the bandits is also called'Alpha'."

"It's a coincidence! Maybe we have the opportunity to recover the blood debt he owed 14 years ago to the jackal leader!" Roger clenched his shotgun excitedly.

"No, boy, you misunderstood."

Colonel Harrison shook his head with a smile.

"The Alpha that led the jackal to invade Alfheim fourteen years ago was already beheaded by Lord Castis. Now the Alpha that is making a comeback is mostly his heir or heir to power."

Colonel Harrison stroked his beard and explained further.

"'Alpha' is not a name, but the title of the Jackal tribe leader, like the indigenous'patriarch' and'chief chief' of Asa. It is not easy to win this title. Every generation of jackal'Alpha' All four conditions must be met at the same time."

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