So I'm a sheep.

Yes, she herself had once praised the man in front of her to the fifteenth prince in the same way!

“It’s good that the fifteenth son has a grateful heart.”

"She's already become acquainted with you, and with the fourth, fifth, and twelfth brothers, which is even better!"

The head of the family breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did I raise the fifteenth princess? Because once she becomes a renowned hero, she could become our lifeline."

"You're oversimplifying things," the third brother said, not particularly optimistic about the plan.

Even if the fifteenth prince becomes a famous hero in the kingdom in the future, and she asks His Majesty for someone, will His Majesty grant her request?

"Have you forgotten that evil dragon in the west?"

The chief smirked: "If the fifteenth prince can respond to the call in the future and finally succeed in eliminating His Majesty's greatest threat."

"Taking us 'remnants' over there is just a matter of a word."

The third sister was completely stunned. She stared blankly at the leader for a long while before finally saying in a hoarse voice, "Are you serious?"

The man burst into laughter: "The fifteenth princess dreams of becoming a great hero, so what's wrong with me accompanying her in that dream?!"

At this moment, the gloom in the leader's eyes disappeared, and he regained some of his former heroic spirit.

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"Old Fifteenth"

Ee-ee-ee!

Sasha rubbed her hands together and turned around: "Big brother, what's up?"

"Are you cold?" The leader raised an eyebrow.

"It's alright. Brother, what's up?"

"Would you like to see my marksmanship?"

"..."

The girl hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't want to now, I'll think about it a year from now."

"It's not like I'm inviting you to a duel," the man said, both amused and exasperated.

“Count Bamberg is getting serious; a fierce battle is about to begin.”

"Since you're supervising the army for me, you can take a look at my marksmanship!"

Just a military supervisor?

That's not a problem, but...

"Brother, what good thing happened to you?"

The girl looked the leader up and down: "Your tone of voice is different now, it seems much more forthright."

"Really? Maybe they're looking forward to going to the battlefield."

"To be honest, my childhood dream was to become a great general who dominated the battlefield."

'He ended up becoming a big bandit.'

Sasha inwardly grimaced, then nodded in agreement.

"Okay, it's only half a day anyway, right?"

"It's only been half a day, so none of the brothers should be thinking of running away."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding thugs immediately worked even harder.

"Just half a day!"

The leader patted the girl on the shoulder: "You'll be setting off with us three days from now at noon."

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To witness the leader's marksmanship, Sasha obediently followed the main group to the front of Banbei City three days later.

Can......

'What the hell! Where did all these cavalrymen come from?'

'If Earl Bambe has such power, why did he compromise with the Chief last time?'

The girl's eyes widened, but the leader had already begun giving orders.

"The fifteenth prince!"

"Huh? Yes!"

"You will act as the supervisor. If anyone tries to run away instead of charging with me, kill them!"

"Received the order"

The bandit group stirred up for a moment, but they quickly quieted down once Sasha reached the back.

There were approximately four hundred cavalrymen ahead.

They all exuded a fierce aura and looked like they were not to be trifled with.

Even if they're not easy to mess with, what if there's an executioner to scare them?

Running away means certain death. The leader is more ruthless than an executioner. Following him might allow us to fight our way out!

'They're not running away?'

Pluto narrowed his eyes, and the female bandit at the very back looked somewhat familiar.

Before he could think any further, an even more unbelievable scene unfolded.

The bandit leader shouted, "Charge with me!"

The Forty Thieves surprisingly launched the first attack on them—

Volume 1: Chapter 640 One Against a Thousand

As instructed by Count Bambe, Pluto could not easily kill the Forty Thieves this time.

Before the war begins, we need to thoroughly humiliate them and expose the true colors of the leader.

Then they tortured and killed half of them, and captured the other half.

All the captured bandits must be hanged on the city wall; only in this way can the Earl's hatred be appeased.

Who would have thought that the other party would recklessly charge at them like that?!

Bruto cursed inwardly, then shouted, "The master promised ten gold coins for each bandit, and there will be even greater rewards for killing the chief and the second chief."

"Charge with me!"

hum-

No sooner had he finished speaking than an arrow pierced the air.

Pluto hurriedly raised his sword to parry, but how could he easily block the fourth brother's arrow?

The expected deflection of the arrow did not occur; instead, Bruto's hand was jolted and bled.

An arrow through the throat!

Thump! Count Bambe's strongest general, Pluto, who commanded all the cavalry, was dead.

The death of their general immediately impacted the morale of the cavalry.

But the matter wasn't over yet. After the fourth brother made his first contribution, the eldest brother's arrows arrived as well.

Thump, thump, thump.

After another thirteen men fell, the cavalry finally began to retaliate hastily.

An arrow shot straight toward the third brother, but she caught it casually between two fingers and flicked it away!

Amidst screams, another person on the opposite side died.

'Is this all the cavalry that the local nobles have painstakingly trained?'

The third brother felt relieved, thinking, "I really overestimated him."

Finally, the two groups made contact.

Although several men had died, including the general, the cavalrymen's fighting spirit remained.

The main reason was that they outnumbered the bandits, and the Forty Thieves were indeed a formidable opponent, but no one truly believed they would lose.

However......

Man and gun become one, their strength flows seamlessly together!

The gun trembled, and a sonic boom erupted!

Explosions truly rang out on the battlefield. Dozens of cavalrymen were blasted into dust by the leader's godlike spear, and many more were caught off guard, their eardrums ruptured, and they fell from their horses screaming in agony.

With just one strike, no fewer than thirty people lost their fighting ability!

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The spear is an extension of the body, with techniques such as spinning, twisting, picking, flicking, snapping, shaking, and pointing.

The fierce general, capable of taking on a thousand men, quickly widened the distance between himself and his comrades, determined to cut through the entire cavalry unit!

A fierce battle?

With me here, how could there be any fierce battle!

A surge of heroic spirit welled up within him, and the leader roared to the sky.

'The boss is back.'

'His gun hasn't gotten weaker.'

'kill!'

The thirteen men were filled with excitement, and they worked together to further tear open the breach created by the leader.

"Damn it, kill them!"

"We can win!"