So I'm a sheep.

'I'm a hundred times stronger now than when I first left town; my sister is definitely no match for me now.'

'...'

But why do I feel so uncertain?

That shouldn't be happening!

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"Fifteenth Brother, I'm truly impressed."

The swordsman murmured, "Now, you are undoubtedly the number one master of the Forty Thieves, and perhaps, you are also the number one swordsman in the world!"

Sasha forced a smile: "Not necessarily, there are always people better than you."

"Who knows, maybe the young tailor in some unknown small town is actually a peerless swordsman hiding his true abilities."

Are you kidding me?

"Ha ha"

After giving a dry laugh, a strong impulse rose in the girl's heart.

She wanted to ride the soybean to her sister's side immediately and have a good showdown with her!

"The fifteenth prince..."

The woman's voice interrupted the girl's thoughts. After regaining her composure, Sasha noticed that the third brother looked extremely conflicted.

No wonder, she has never accepted these fallacies and heresies.

The fact that her strength has improved by leaps and bounds again, and that she can now crush the fifth brother, must have shattered her worldview!

Sasha thought for a moment and said, "I'll show you something else."

He bit his fingertip and dripped the blood onto the sword.

A bizarre scene unfolded: the girl's blood was rapidly absorbed by the divine weapon.

"Third sister, you give it a try."

The third brother did as instructed, biting his fingertip and dripping his blood onto the divine weapon, but the blood droplet bounced off immediately.

Volume 1: Chapter 646 Militia

What the heck is this?

“The pristine lake accepted me completely, but not you, so your blood droplet was deflected, Third Sister.”

"It is indeed amazing, but this is something that happened right before our eyes."

Sasha said seriously, "Seeing is believing, Third Sister, you have to admit it, neither Fifth Brother nor I are wrong!"

"..."

The third sister suddenly rubbed her eyes and yawned, saying, "I'm so sleepy, so sleepy, I was hallucinating just now."

"I'm going to sleep now. Fifteenth brother, you'll have to boil water yourself today."

Hey, hey, hey, things have come to this point, are you still going to bury your head in the sand?

The fifth brother was about to speak with a displeased look on his face, but Sasha stopped him with a smile.

The most important thing is to become stronger in a real way. Why force your third sister to admit things she doesn't want to admit?

"I have something to discuss with the head of the household. Let Third Sister rest."

"Hmph, let's see if she'll still have the nerve to talk about me like that."

The fifth brother curled his lip and walked out of the house with the air of a victor.

Sasha sought out the head of the gang to ask for another leave to go back and compete with her older sister. He had allowed her to go last time, so there shouldn't be any problem this time.

However, the leader resolutely refused.

“The matter is nearing its end, and you can’t leave now.”

"Have you reached an agreement with the city people?" The girl's spirits lifted.

"Not yet, but soon."

The leader said leisurely, "I received news that the Allied Forces have finally completed their integration and are now advancing towards Bambe City."

"Although we don't take those militias seriously, the coalition forces will undoubtedly bring hope to the city's residents."

"By defeating them squarely in front of Bamberg, some people will surely come to their senses."

Why did you take so long to arrive?

I remember it was originally expected to come in two or three months, but it's been more than half a year already.

"The efficiency is really low."

The girl nodded: "Since we're already in the final stages, I'll wait a little longer. A few more months won't make a difference."

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This was my second time serving as a military supervisor. This time, the situation was much better than the last time, with over 800 bandits facing off against about 1,500 militiamen.

The top experts, led by the leader, showed no intention of making a move. They stayed behind in the rear, and most of them seemed uninterested.

"If neither of us makes a move, which side do you think will win?"

"This way, I think," Sasha said, her tone not entirely certain.

The average quality is definitely higher on this side, but the number of people on the other side is almost twice as many.

After much thought, I think we should be able to win, but it's not a sure thing.

They used a trick.

The leader calmly said, "Fifteenth brother, the soldiers in the very front row, the ones we can see at first glance, are actually the tallest of the short ones, the 'elite soldiers'."

“Take a closer look, look through the gap.”

"Were those militiamen behind not carrying any decent weapons at all? Ha, they were even carrying shovels."

Huh?

The girl looked closely, and it really was!

"Who dares to fight me?"

A man dressed in leather armor, who looked like a general, came out to challenge them, and the second-in-command went straight to meet him.

"Grandpa's here!"

The two fought fiercely, but they were evenly matched, and neither could gain the upper hand.

After fighting for a while longer, the second-in-command shouted, "Brothers, follow me and kill!"

The opposing general also roared at the top of his lungs, "All troops, attack! If we win this battle, the men will be richly rewarded!"

The bandits finally made contact with the militia, and the stalemate that the girl had imagined did not occur; the militia collapsed almost immediately.

"Damn it, a bunch of cowards dare to come looking for trouble?"

With each slash, they fell one to the ground; the bandits were in a bloodthirsty frenzy.

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This is outrageous!

Sasha was speechless; she never expected things to turn out this way.

"It was truly eye-opening, but they were far too weak, weren't they?"

Let me analyze it for you.

The leader held up three fingers: "First of all, everyone on our side has a knife. On the other side, some have shovels, some have sharpened wooden sticks, and only a very few have swords. We have the advantage in weaponry."

"Secondly, which of our bandits doesn't have several lives on their hands? They don't hesitate to kill. Judging from their appearance, there are only a very small number of people on the other side who dare to kill. The combat strength is completely unequal."

"Finally, most of the militiamen who were forcibly conscripted by the noble lords didn't really want to fight."

The leader said calmly, "They don't understand righteousness or sacrifice; they just want to go back to work and support their families as soon as possible."

"..."

What is the significance of forming such a militia group?

Sasha muttered, "Don't those noble gentlemen know they're doomed to lose?"

"Defeat is inevitable? They think they are bound to win."

Looking at the astonished girl, the leader shook his head.

"More people means a better chance of winning; twice the number of troops guarantees victory."

"Most of the noble lords in the Kingdom of Carlos are only at this level; you shouldn't overestimate them."

No way, if the vast majority of nobles are so incompetent, then wouldn't Count Bambe, who built a decent cavalry unit on his own, be a hero?

The leader is practically a war god!

"Based on the strength of the militia on the other side, plus about three hundred guards and a few skilled fighters, that's all the force a typical viscount's territory can muster."

The leader revealed a strange smile: "With the current strength of the Forty Thieves, they could easily sweep through any earldom within the kingdom without even having to fight a siege."

"If you, the fifteenth prince, are willing to lend a helping hand, tsk tsk, those marquises will probably be terrified."

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"Boss, you're not planning to start a rebellion after this job, are you?"

Sasha shook her head vigorously: "I'm a law-abiding citizen, I'm not going to risk my life with you."

Interestingly, as soon as the girl finished speaking, many of the brothers around her looked at the leader with complicated expressions.

'Holy crap, does the boss really have such a thought?!'

'But, but if we do this...'

The girl had previously guessed that the leaders were the king's knives, but now the knives were turning against their masters?

"Hahaha, how could that be!"