I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 90 Kneel down
These soldiers were unaware that Rhodes had already made arrangements.

Durant and his men had already circled around from the east and were guarding the perimeter.

This involves Rhodes's next plans and arrangements, so Rhodes must not let anyone escape.

The wyverns Frost and Thunder are intelligent, and they won't easily let go of the target that Rhodes has chosen for them.

Therefore, Frost and Thunder only had Chris as their prey and did not pursue anyone else.

Chris swung his longsword in a sweeping motion, but the wyvern was not afraid at all. Frost pounced and bit his longsword.

Thunder lunged directly at his neck.

These days of constant hunting and the instincts passed down in their blood have taught them that hunting must be a one-hit kill, killing the prey instantly.

They also know that a human's neck is a fatal weakness; biting it can be fatal.

Chris was shocked and immediately threw the longsword aside, rolling to the side in a panic.

Chris tumbled and rolled around in a sorry state under the claws of the wyvern, using the dense forest to dodge its attacks.

Having practiced breathing techniques, he was full of energy and moved nimbly through the forest, using the terrain to evade pursuit.

But Chris knew in his heart that he couldn't hold on for long and had to find a way to get out.

He then realized that Rod was standing to the side.

—If you can't beat your pet, then go after its owner!

Chris dodged Frost's attack with a quick movement, then slammed his feet down and charged straight at Rhodes with a ruthless look in his eyes!
He quickly picked up a longsword from the ground, rolled to his feet, and swiftly slashed the blade at Rhodes!
The guards rushed forward to stop him, but Chris didn't care at all and continued straight toward Rhodes!

Rhodes' lips curled up slightly, and his steel greatsword whistled through the air, the blade drawing a dazzling arc.

"clang!"

With a crisp metallic clang, the longsword was instantly severed, the broken tip spinning and tracing an arc before embedding itself in a nearby tree.

Rhodes's steel greatsword was firmly held against Chris's neck.

"Kneel down, intruder."

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Chris knelt on the ground, completely bewildered.

He suddenly remembered that the squad leader in full armor could easily cut his longsword in half with his battle axe, so how could the baron's weapon be any worse?
But was the way Baron Rhodes casually picked up his broadsword really not a dream?

This lord is terrifying.

Chris gave up resisting, and two guards quickly stepped forward, pinned him to the ground, and forced him back to where they had been camping.

The battle was basically over; all that remained was to hunt down the deserters.

Those were all left to Gunner and Durant to handle.

By the campfire, Rhodes, leaning on his greatsword, began to interrogate Chris with sharp eyes.

The first questions asked were only basic information, such as name, family, identity information, and purpose.

Chris didn't hesitate and told Rhodes all the information he wanted.

Not long after, Durant brought the escaped prisoner to Rhodes.

"All those who fled south have been captured, Your Excellency."

Durant reported, "Our patrols are still searching in other directions; we shouldn't have missed anything."

"How's the situation on Gunther's side?" Rod tapped his fingers lightly on the hilt of his sword.

"Several new recruits ran away into the depths of our territory and were caught by the soldiers left behind."

Durant responded quickly,

"I have already ordered the count of all the enemies, including their corpses, and then we will tally our casualties."

"very good."

Rhodes nodded.

Rod is still very confident in Durant's abilities.

In this way, Rhodes can continue with his plans.

Rhodes turned his gaze back to Chris and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, how do you report information? How often do you report?"

Chris's heart sank. This information had reached the core of Earl Falcon's military.

Chris lowered his head, remained silent, and a fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Basic information was irrelevant; Earl Falcon hadn't asked them to hide it anyway.

The message involves many things, and if it gets out, Chris might never be able to return to the Earl's territory.

With his wife and children in the Earl's territory, he could not easily betray Earl Falcon.

"Very good, I admire your loyalty."

Rhodes understood his meaning and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. "At least as a knight, you are qualified."

But we are the enemy.

Rhodes' voice suddenly turned icy cold, "If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, I will stop at nothing to deal with you."

"Your Excellency, Baron,"

Chris struggled to lift his head.
“I am a knight’s prisoner. You should understand how difficult it is to train a knight.”

If you write to Earl Falcon, he will pay my ransom. Please also follow the rules among nobles and treat me well.

“You are not a nobleman, so I don’t need to follow any rules.”

Rhodes shook his head slightly. "I only want the information I want to know. Tell me now."

Rhodes has no intention of making a deal with Earl Falcon yet, and doesn't want to inform the earl about the situation here.

Rod was very unhappy.

Just because he accepted a dozen or so refugees and spent money to buy some slaves, Earl Falcon sent people to attack his territory.

They sent out knights without even a letter?
Although Earl Falcon's letter indicated he wouldn't back down, Rhodes was very unhappy with this behavior of assuming he was a pushover.

When two noble families wage war, if they are evenly matched, they will naturally first engage in verbal debate.

You will only send troops to attack when you don't care about the other party at all, look down on them, and think they are unimportant.

If you step on an ant and kill it, would you write a letter to it first?

Rod felt ashamed at the thought.

That's normal; I'm just a newly promoted baron.

That's why Rhodes wasn't willing to wait for others' goodwill or for negotiations with Earl Falcon.

Now Rhodes just wants to proceed according to his own plan and pace.

Chris was clearly tougher than he appeared; he lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and stopped talking.

Rhodes didn't bother with pleasantries. He waved his hand, turned to the guards, and asked, "Which of you is the most ruthless?"

The guards exchanged glances, and one of them stepped forward.

"My lord, please give your orders, and we will do anything for you."

The other guards nodded, their eyes resolute.

The guard understood that the lord was about to take action.

“Very well, then you will all take good care of this knight.”

Rod coldly ordered, "No matter what methods you use, I just need him to talk to me."

"No problem, sir, we've learned some of these things."

The guards readily agreed.

Rod nodded, turned around, and took out his jerky to roast over the fire.

For a late-night snack, it's best to eat something hot so it's easy on the stomach.

And soon after, Chris's voice came from behind.

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