Chapter 402: A Record that Is Difficult to Prove

It is said that he has a brave spirit, but everyone knows that the key to the Ross family's fall from grace is that the sixth-level divine selection died in battle.

The family's territory is still the same size as when the sixth-level divine choice was alive.

He didn't have enough strength, but he controlled a large area of ​​land. The queen was thinking about attacking the Ross family, biting off the fertile territory and taking it as her own. The surrounding nobles, big and small, were like jackals. In this case, the Queen must have lost her mind to give new land to the Ross family.

Although, the sixth-level divine choice of the Ross family died for the Griffin Empire.

But without strength, any talk of feelings is in vain.

"No matter, since most of the city has been recovered. Let's go to the border fortress. The rebels retreated from there. Something big must have happened in the border fortress."

"That golden light is anything but simple."

"What a big deal, the Shadow Cult has made such a big noise, it's not just once or twice."

"Taking a step back, even if it's a good thing, it won't be our little noble's share."

A loose coalition of nobles, everyone has their own ideas.

When they arrived at the argali territory, the noisy chatter among the coalition troops suddenly became much quieter.

Corpses, a continuous stream of corpses, including monsters, rotting corpses, and human beings, extended all the way to the Bull Territory.

As the coalition forces continued to penetrate deeper into the Bull Territory, more and more corpses were piled messily on the ground, with dead rebels and broken flags everywhere. Many of them were ordinary people who were abducted by the rebels and died in chaos and trampling.

The villages along the way have been shrouded in gray fog, and rotting corpses are constantly coming out of them, but the scattered corpses cannot bring a shocking feeling to the coalition soldiers at all.

What really shocked everyone was the endless pile of corpses in front of the border fortress! There are more than 20,000.

The corpses of rebels, rebels and rotting corpses were piled up in layers, not even giving the coalition forces a place to set foot. If you step on it casually, it will feel soft.

The ground beneath my feet has been saturated with blood.

Seeing the burned siege engines, broken ordnance, and the half-collapsed fortress in the distance, everyone was so surprised that they couldn't say a word.

"Look, there are troops finishing their wounds in the pile of corpses!" A sharp-eyed soldier exclaimed.

"Lord, what hangs on the fortress is the black wolf flag of the Ross family." The beautiful woman behind Svaro finally spoke for once. As the chosen one, she also frowned and looked at the people in front of her. The tragic battlefield, "There are definitely those chosen by God who have fought. There is a high probability that it is the fourth level. That big hole is not easy."

"It's a bit hard to imagine."

Swaro couldn't help but become serious: "Let's go and take a look."

"Pfft!"

Field chopped a rebel who was still wailing to death, then leisurely mounted his horse and waited quietly for the noble coalition to approach.

The guards of the Night Territory looked wary and gathered around Field.

"Hello, Sirs. I think you are here in time, just in time to catch the celebration dinner to celebrate the empire's defeat of the Shadow Cult's conspiracy." Field did not show anger or other emotions, he just nodded and smiled at everyone, "I am Field Ross, it is a pleasure to meet all of you true nobles."

"Hello, young man." Swaro pondered for a moment and nodded.

Things were a bit beyond his expectation. Sivaro didn't expect to meet such a young boy. Swaro would not be surprised if he met Count Ross or his eldest daughter.

And judging from the astonishing vitality on his and his soldiers' bodies, they must have experienced a horrific and fierce battle.

One of the guards just twisted his neck, and dried blood scabs fell like snow.

"These, so many rebels were killed by your Ross family?" A young knight in the coalition army couldn't help being shocked.

"Haha, everyone is fighting for the Queen, the Empire, and the Glory."

Field did not admit or deny: "Gentlemen, this place is full of corpses. This is not a place to talk. Maybe you can show the fine inheritance of your family, build a place suitable for nobles to chat, and rest for a night before discussing in detail."

"oh?"

Siwaro's eyes closed slightly, and then he laughed: "Adjutant, you lead the fifth and sixth armies to the east to continue to recover the remaining lost territory and pursue the rebels. The rest of the people, go to the edge of Liema Territory to build a camp, and I will hold a A small party.”

"Young man, I am very interested in things here. I hope you can come to the banquet and share your experiences with me."

"Of course, it's my pleasure!"

Field performed the aristocratic salute without being humble or condescending.

After watching everyone leave, Field couldn't help laughing: "Interesting."

Asheina sneaked out from under a broken baggage truck. She hurriedly approached Field and breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh, there are a lot of chosen ones on the other side! Sir, you are really scared to death for taking such a risk." Me."

"Don't be afraid. The more nobles you have, the safer you are. Only when you are alone with nobles, you have to be careful with the knife."

Field is not false at all.

"It makes sense, for example, you have to be careful about adults..." Asheina narrowed her eyes, showing a very bad expression.

"What are you thinking about?" Field didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He turned around and ordered the guards, "Everyone go back to the fortress, take a good bath, and don't run out if you have nothing to do. To prevent the plague."

"Yes!" After hearing the order, the guards immediately returned to the fortress.

"Sir, why did those nobles go to Lie Ma's leader?" Asuna asked in confusion.

"Because it's profitable, the nobles have a terrible sense of profit."

"Benefit?"

"Yes, I want to give up all the merits of beheading 10,000 people, destroying the corpses, defeating a main force of the rebels, and defending the Bull Territory!"

Field's words were shocking, confusing Ashina.

"Ah?"

Ashina's pupils trembled, but seeing the expression of the lord who was strategizing, she also fell into deep thought.

Her lord was not a kind man.

"If the merits cannot be converted into actual benefits, they are not as good as toilet paper. To exaggerate, our merits can't even be proved!"

Without the whole live broadcast, who knows that it was I who defended the fortress, rather than picking up a loophole? It's all up to the nobles and the imperial officials.

In addition, it is definitely impossible to defend against the attack of 30,000 to 40,000 people and four third-level God Chosens with only 800 troops on the books. Even if it can be done, the nobles will not admit it, otherwise the tens of thousands of noble coalition forces will become clowns?

If he wants to prove himself, Field really can't produce evidence.

Controlling the corpses to win this battle? A deal with the devil.

As for the Chosen, all of them are problem children, and none of them can be brought out in the open. Corruption, destruction, and killing are all existences that the Empire cannot tolerate.

Alison is my brother's Chosen, not to mention the Demi-human Chosen. The Empire and the Demi-human will fight sooner or later, and the Holy Light is the monopoly of the Church.

The only one who can be brought out is... the first-level Chosen of Fertility who farms, Charlotte.

"It's really... sad, obviously everyone shed blood and sweat." Asina was very frustrated.

"Don't be sad, everyone in the Night Territory will remember everyone's achievements, which are much more valuable than those recognized by the Empire. In addition, I am not giving it away for nothing, the benefits are definitely enough."