Field's eyes widened.

At the beginning, it was rumored that Earl Kurt was dying of old age, and he killed his brother Adrian. Logically, Earl Kurt would be heartbroken and physically and mentally devastated after losing his favorite son.

Now it is rumored that he has regained the strength of a fighting knight?

"Something is wrong, there is definitely a problem!" Field suddenly felt a chill on his back, and an inexplicable fear quietly surged into his heart.

"What's wrong with you?" Rebecca put the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears.

After keenly realizing that there was a problem, Field suppressed his inner confusion and shrugged calmly: "Rumors are just nonsense from farmers or bards. It is normal that they are different from reality."

"That's right, but..."

"But the negotiations and persuasion broke down. The empire is about to launch a new campaign to suppress the rebellion!

"The rebellion in the three provinces that was rumored before has turned from a rumor into a reality. "Rebecca stared blankly at the griffin flag in the team, stood there for a moment with indignation, and said in a sad and angry tone, "The queen has made a lot of efforts, she has done everything she can, but the three provinces have gradually escaped from the control of the empire!"

"The bitch known as the hero king killed all the nobles and merchants in the territory and assembled a huge army. The enemy this time is more terrible than we imagined."

"The queen is also mobilizing the imperial army, recruiting new troops and summoning nobles. I think there will be a conscription order sent here soon."

Rebecca drew the long sword from her waist, solemnly put it on her forehead, and silently swore: "For the glory of the empire, I must quell the pain brought by the rebellion."

"Huh~" Field also sighed, "After all, it has come to this point. This battle will be a catastrophe."

What has been rumored for a long time has become a reality step by step.

"By the way, Field, I have an unwelcome request. "Rebecca took back her sword and said bluntly, "I hope to borrow soldiers from you. You won't go to the war anyway, right? Give me 500 cavalry and 3,000 infantry, and I will show you glory."

In Rebecca's view.

Field will always be the poor guy who can only cry when he is bullied.

After all, Field is the best man in the Ross family, and this is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Now that Adrian is dead, Field seems to be favored and is protected by elite cavalry.

The level of performance of Field's cavalry made Rebecca have a perverse idea.

"Sorry, soldiers are the cornerstone of the lord." Field pretended to be entangled, and then refused cleanly, "Impossible, I can't borrow a little."

"Ah? Why."

Rebecca was immediately discouraged and blushed with anger.

Field spread his hands as a matter of course: "Because I will personally participate in the battle that will have a far-reaching impact on the future of the empire, of course I have to participate in the battle, for the queen, for glory. ”

The main reason is money, supplies and beauties!

“Nonsense! This battle is not a joke, nor is it a war between nobles. Those vicious and wriggling lunatics will be hanged immediately if they catch nobles.”

Rebecca couldn’t believe her ears: “Don’t think that you can fight against the Hero King’s army by being clever and ambushing me. It is said that the Hero King is a sixth-level God-chosen one! He has countless elite soldiers and generals.”

“Want to hang me? Then they’d better prepare thicker ropes.”

Field waved his hand: “Please don’t mention borrowing troops anymore. I will fight the rebels myself.”

“Well, then you have indeed changed.” Rebecca pondered for a moment, clenched her fist with relief, and said, “May the glory of the God of War shine on you. I will also join the war. When the time comes, I will prove my strength.”

“I am looking forward to it.”

“By the way, please don’t find me annoying. I will remind you again. As the heir of a big family, you must be careful. The assassination organization under the Hero King has recently been hunting down the descendants of big families in various parts of the empire as a demonstration. "

Field frowned: "Have they succeeded?"

"Not yet, but several generals of the Imperial Legion have been assassinated, and two Chosen Ones have died in battle. Similarly, the Empire also killed two Chosen Ones of the other side. One was eaten half by our monsters, and the other was shot into a sieve."

"Does it have a name?"

"No, they usually use titles when they act."

When Rebecca said this, she even laughed heartily: "Ms. Shirley has organized a hunting group composed of Chosen Ones. If I were a Chosen One, I would definitely join them."

"Is that so." Field sighed, "Shirley again, she is really diligent. "

They are obviously from the same country, but they started to kill each other without knowing why.

I asked Hui Ge and the others, but they couldn't explain it. They just killed for the sake of killing.

The twoEach with their own thoughts, they moved forward along the river.

"My Lord, we are near. The escaped slaves are hiding in the bushes ahead."

"Alas, you, a subhuman maid, are quite useful." Rebecca laughed.

Ashina didn't bother to pay attention to her. She clenched her fist with one hand, signaled to stop, and said with a playful look: "I heard strange noises and smelled something not very harmonious. I suggest Miss Rebecca not to go over there."

"What can be scary? They are just a few slaves who are obsessed with ghosts. I, Rebecca, will become the first female knight in the empire."

Rebecca showed her lance and waved the family flag with one hand: "Knights, follow me."

The crowd shouted and rushed into the bushes in a mess.

Field came to Ashina's side: "What is in it? Is it a new game?"

"It should be good." Ashina looked funny.

"Ah!"

There was a scream from the bushes.

"Let's go and take a look." Field drew out his rapier and followed the direction of the sound.

After running along the bushes for a while, the view in front of him suddenly became clear.

Rebecca was sitting on the ground in a duck-like posture, and she was backing away with her hands and feet, as if she had seen a great horror.

Field stood in a defensive posture and looked over.

A group of charming women, still wearing slave shackles, were obviously slaves, but they were not afraid of the soldiers' swords and knives, and were still twisting around like a charm.

"Bane, go to hell!"

Two resolute knights approached with shields and chopped at them fiercely with swords.

"Chuck, chuckle, huh~"

The woman dodged nimbly with a sweet laugh, and then spit out a pink fragrant breath at the soldier.

The squire twitched violently twice and sneered: "Hehe, beautiful angel."

He took off his armor in a few seconds, and rushed towards the slaves with saliva, tangling into a ball.

Field only felt a large mosaic in front of him, with dozens of followers surrounded by a large number of slaves. The scene was particularly curious.

"These slaves are already puppets. They are absorbing life energy."