Chapter 462 Prelude to War

Field's eyes widened.

There were rumors everywhere that Earl Cote was old and dying, and he killed his younger brother Adrian. Logically speaking, if Count Kurt lost his favorite son, he would only be devastated and physically and mentally devastated.

Now it is rumored that he has regained the strength of the Fighting Knight?

"Something's wrong, there's definitely something wrong!" Field suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and an inexplicable fear quietly filled his heart.

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

After being keenly aware of the problem, Field suppressed his inner confusion and shrugged calmly: "The rumors are just nonsense from farmers or bards, and it is normal for them to differ from reality."

"That's true, but..."

"However, the negotiations and persuasion to surrender broke down. The empire is about to launch a new counter-insurgency campaign!

"The previously rumored rebellions in the three major provinces have turned from rumors to reality." Rebecca stared blankly at the gryphon flag in the team. After standing for a moment full of indignation, she said in a sad and angry tone, "Queen She made a lot of efforts and did everything she could, but the three major provinces gradually fell out of the empire’s control!”

"The bitch known as the King of Heroes killed all the nobles and merchants in the territory and gathered a huge army. This time the enemy is more terrifying than we imagined."

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

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

"Huh~" Field also sighed, "We have finally reached this point. This battle will be a catastrophe."

What has been rumored for a long time has gradually become a reality.

"By the way, Field, I have a gracious request." Rebecca took back her sword and said bluntly, "I hope to borrow troops from you. You won't go to the war anyway, right? Give me five hundred cavalry. and three thousand foot soldiers, I will show you glory.”

In Rebecca's opinion.

Field will always be that poor guy who only cries when he is bullied.

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

The level of performance of Field's cavalry made Rebecca have second thoughts.

"Sorry, soldiers are the cornerstone of the lord." Field pretended to be confused, and then flatly refused, "No way, I can't borrow a little."

"Ah? Why."

Rebecca was immediately discouraged and turned red with anger.

Field spread his arms as a matter of course: "Because I will personally participate in a battle that will have a profound impact on the future of the empire. Of course I will participate in the battle, for the queen and for the glory."

Most importantly, for money, materials and beautiful women!

"Nonsense! This battle is not a child's play, nor is it a war between nobles. Those vicious and creeping lunatics will be hanged immediately if they catch the nobles."

Rebecca couldn't believe her ears: "Don't think that by being clever and ambushing me, you can fight against the King of Heroes' army. It is said that the King of Heroes is the sixth-level God's Chosen! He has countless elite soldiers and generals."

"Want to hang me? Then they'd better prepare a thicker rope."

Field waved his hand: "Please don't mention the borrowing of troops again. I will fight the rebels myself."

"Okay, then you have indeed become different." Rebecca pondered for a moment, then clenched her fists in relief and said, "May the glory of the God of War shine on you, and I will also join the battle. When the time comes, I will prove my strength."

"I'm looking forward to it."

"By the way, please don't bother me. I'll remind you again. As a descendant of a big family, you must be careful. The assassination organization under the King of Heroes has been hunting down the descendants of big families across the empire recently as a demonstration."

Field frowned: "Did you let them succeed?"

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

"Do you have a name?"

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

Rebecca even laughed heartily when she said: "Miss Shirley, you have organized a hunting group composed of God's Chosen Ones. If I were the God's Chosen One, I would definitely join them."

"That's it." Field sighed, "It's Shirley again, she's really diligent."

They were obviously from the same country, but they started to kill each other in a daze.

I asked Gray Pigeon and the others, but they couldn't explain why. They were all killing for the sake of killing.

The two of them had their own thoughts and moved forward along the river.

"Sir, we are nearby. Those escaped slaves are hiding in the bushes ahead."

"Hey, you, a demihuman maid, are quite useful." Rebecca laughed.

Asheina ignored her lazily, clenched a fist with one hand to signal to stop, and said with a playful look on her face: "I heard a strange sound and smelled an unharmonious smell. I suggest Miss Rebecca not to go there."

"What can be scary, other than a few obsessed slaves. I, Rebecca, am the one who wants to become the first female knight of the empire."

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

The crowd shouted and rushed into the bushes in confusion.

Field approached Asheena and said, "What's inside? Is it a new game?"

"It should be good." Asheina looked funny.

"ah!"

Screams came from the bushes.

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

After running along the bushes for a while, the vision suddenly opened up.

Rebecca was seen sitting on the ground in a duck-sitting position, and she moved back on her hands and feet, as if she had seen a great terror.

Field Lingran looked defensively.

A group of coquettish women were wearing slave shackles. They were obviously slaves, but not only were they not afraid of the soldiers' swords, they were still twisting around seductively.

"Banshee, go to hell!"

Two resolute knight guards approached them with shields and slashed at them with their swords.

"Kekeke, hoo~"

The woman smiled coquettishly and dodged nimbly, then blew out a mouthful of fragrant pink breath towards the soldier.

The servant twitched twice and sneered: "Hey, beautiful angel."

He took off his armor in twos and twos, and threw himself at the slaves with saliva, and became entangled in a ball.

Field only felt that there was a large mosaic in front of him, and a dozen followers were surrounded by a large number of slaves. The scene was particularly curious.

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