Lords go left, Emperors go right

For people who are afraid of insects, the scene is quite unfriendly and can easily cause discomfort. These locusts are not the largest. The current invading swarms can only be regarded as the vanguard, as cannon fodder, they are just conducting reconnaissance.

Osta's men had limited countermeasures. Currently, they used fire to block the locusts' attack and arranged a large number of troops to set up multiple strongholds along the way to block them. On the road, soldiers were fully armed and wearing heavy armor, using torches and burning arrows to attack the locust swarms from a distance.

It was obvious that there was a commander behind the scenes for those locust swarms. When faced with an ambush, they showed a clear tendency to bully the weak and fear the strong. After seeing the strong defenses on this side, they did not continue to advance, but chose to take a detour and turn back.

There has been no locust attack on humans yet. If they did, Osta felt that the garrison troops might not be able to resist. At that time, other methods might be needed. Conventional fire attacks are useless against the leaders of the locust swarm, the leaders and insect kings of 50CM to 100CM. Moreover, these are just reconnaissance troops. If a large army comes, the situation will be different.

The best way to deal with insect plagues is to find natural enemies to control them, so that the impact on the environment will be minimized. In this plane, there is also a food chain. Natural enemies that can control the insect race, especially locusts, are bird-type and frog-type monsters, mainly these two groups.

These two groups of monsters are also much stronger than their counterparts on Earth, their distant relatives. They can indeed effectively restrain the Zerg, from low-level to high-level, and there are restraints on all levels. How to invite these two groups to help is the biggest problem. Just searching for them will take a lot of time, and whether they can be found is still unknown.

"Prince Osta, you came with only these maids?"

"I'm not here to fight against criminals, so I don't need to bring troops."

"Prince Osta, please forgive us for speaking so rashly. You don't look like a royal nobleman when traveling. Those royal nobles always travel with a large group of servants, various attendants and guards."

"It doesn't matter. The king doesn't mind people who speak their mind. These ladies are not simple maids. Besides, I don't think you are bandits. You are much more formal than those bandits I have seen."

"Prince Osta, we are not real bandits. No one wants to be a bandit from the beginning. Many are forced to do so because of life. It's a long story."

"Indeed, where is your leader? Let him come over and talk to me! There are many things that are not clear in the letter."

After arriving at the primeval forest in the northwest, Aosta found the bandit camp, which was near the outskirts of the primeval forest. These bandits and robbers gave Aosta a different first impression.

After Osta came to the Central Continent to take up the post of Lord, he had seen many robbers and bandits, all of whom were vicious and desperate. Many of the robbers were shirtless, with a variety of weapons in their hands. The better-equipped ones had swords, while the less well-equipped ones only had a kitchen knife, sticks, stones, etc.

Now this group of bandits and mountain robbers do not give people the feeling that they are real bandits or gangsters. They are equipped with the same animal skin armor, and the equipment styles are similar. They are all obtained by hunting the same kind of beasts. The weapons they use are also made according to certain standards and specifications.

The layout of the mountain stronghold was almost the same as that of a regular imperial army camp. Outside the mountain stronghold, there were cultivated fields in the surrounding area, and inside the mountain stronghold there was a training ground for military training, where many bandits could be seen, setting up their positions and training in an orderly manner.

There was a regular military flag hanging above the village. Osta could not recognize the pattern of the flag for the time being, and did not know which force it belonged to. In addition to the bandits, there were many ordinary residents living in the village. Seeing the comfortable expressions on the faces of those residents, Osta knew that the other party was not a traditional bandit, but more like an armed force that ruled a certain area. The gap between them and the real regular army was not very big.

The bandits that Osta saw should be more accurately called an army, and the order in the barracks was in good order. With the guidance of a specialist, Osta encountered almost no obstacles and soon met the owner of the mountain stronghold, who was the so-called big boss of the bandit stronghold.

When Osta saw the bandit leader, he found that his image was very different from what he had expected. He was not like a traditional bandit leader, who was either a sturdy man with scars on his body and face, a fierce look, and well-developed muscles. Or he was a cold-looking old man who looked like a villain. The leader of the mountain stronghold here was a young man who looked elegant and easy-going.

This young and handsome bandit leader is 172cm tall, with short brown hair and coffee-colored eyes. He looks like a weak and elegant scholar. He gives people the impression of a pretty boy with a fair complexion. He can obviously make a living with his face. His appearance is good enough, but he was chosen to be a bandit leader. Osta cannot understand this for the time being.

The bandit leader, the chief, also looked at Osta with a surprised expression, and inevitably a look of astonishment. He was puzzled by the bold move of a gentleman prince who dared to set up a bandit's stronghold with a few beautiful maids and go directly to the other side's base camp and visit the old nest in person. The chief originally thought that Osta would at most send an envoy to reply to his letter, instead of coming to inspect in person like now.

"Your Highness Aosta, you only have these ladies with you? Aren't you afraid that this is all a trap..."

"Are you having a problem? Brother, guards are not about numbers. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many strategies and traps you have, they are meaningless. Besides, are you really a bandit leader? I think you look more like a descendant of a fallen noble family."

"Your Highness Osta, you have a very good eye. Please forgive Randall for being rude just now. I have been out for so long that I have forgotten many of the rules."

"Your Highness Aosta, please follow me. I will tell you everything in detail."

"Randall, the size of your camp and the number of people..."

"Prince Aosta, you don't have to worry. We are not robbers and have no intention of invading your territory. It's just..."

"Randall, as long as you are not enemies, your previous identities are not important. Even if you are really bandits, this is my territory, and I can still pardon you."

Osta had guessed that the bandit leader Randall was actually a fallen nobleman. He led Osta and others into the room of the chief. The decoration in the bandit leader's room was very simple, and the choices were as simple as possible. The area of ​​the room was almost the same as that of the rooms of ordinary members of the village, and there was no privilege at all.

If you don't know the situation in advance, it's hard to connect the owner of this room with the leader of the village. After Randall sat down, he calmed down for a while, and then explained his origins to Osta. The young master in front of him was indeed the son of a famous noble family.

Randall's real identity is the son of the Earl of Lanster, the lord of the neighboring Bridges region. His mother was born a commoner and had no aristocratic background. Because of her status as the eldest son, she happened to be the heir to the title.

Unfortunately, Randall's mother died of an incurable disease in her early years. The old earl later married a lady from a noble family. As a stepmother, she did not like her eldest son.

With the mysterious death of the old Earl Lanster, the situation changed. Perhaps because he was infected with an incurable disease, the funeral was held too quickly and he was buried hastily without any condolences. After the old Earl's death, the Countess launched a coup and forged a new will, claiming that the Earl of Lanster wanted to pass the title to her son Randy.

Randall didn't want to fight with his stepmother and half-brother Randy, so he gave in and fled the Bridges area without taking anything with him, leaving the territory to Randy.

Randy did not feel the slightest bit of guilt for his brother's concession, and even conspired with the Countess, his biological mother, to announce to the public that Randall had fled because he was afraid of being punished. They fabricated a lot of evidence to frame Randall for various misconducts, including but not limited to embezzlement of public funds, bullying farmers, extortion of businessmen, and raping women.

Randall did not do these things, and the residents of the territory knew it very well, but they dared not speak out. These were all things that a younger brother did, and he blamed his older brother for them. After Randall, who was penniless, fled to this forest, he saw many refugees who were fleeing, and there were several followers who were willing to follow him to death. He simply recruited refugees here and formed a militia.

After the militia was formed, Randy eliminated the bandits who had been entrenched here and bullied the market, and seized the stronghold of the bandits, which is now the mountain stronghold. The leaders of the bandits and robbers were either killed or convinced by Randall and accepted his leadership.

Randall's leadership ability is worthy of recognition. He quickly ended the long-term chaos and lack of leadership in the forest area on the northwest border of Bloomfield Territory, where bandits and mountain robbers were rampant. He established a unified organization and restored basic order.

At that time, Osta had not yet arrived here to take up the post of lord. In order to conceal his true identity, Randall announced to the outside world that his power was still a group of bandits and robbers. In that case, other bandits and robbers would generally not take the initiative to cause trouble in the territories and sphere of influence of other peers for fear of crossing the border, thus maintaining the stability of this area.

After the new lord took office, Randall did not know Osta well, so he asked his men to write a letter to ask for credit to test whether the other party would recruit him and incorporate his forces. Because the situation quickly got out of control, the content of the letter was temporarily changed to a request for help, and the part asking for credit was omitted as much as possible.

Randall was not expecting Osta to come in person. He could no longer hide his identity as a bandit leader. To show his sincerity, he had to confess his origins. Randall didn't know much about Osta. It was rumored that this guy was just a passerby prince who did nothing. Now it seems that the rumor is obviously wrong.

"Sir Randall, you...don't you want to take back control of Bridges Territory? That originally belonged to you. I can provide you with troops, funds, weapons and equipment."

"Your Highness Aosta, I have no intention of competing with my brother for anything, and I don't want to kill my brother. This time, the Bridges region suffered a natural disaster, and I want to help, but the food supply reserves are insufficient, so I want to ask you..."

"Sir Randall, your personality is really not suitable for being a lord..."

"Your Highness Aosta, many people have said similar things to you before. But, there is nothing I can do. This is my personality. I can't change it, and I don't want to change it."

"Mr. Randall, I don't care about your family affairs. I came here to inspect the situation. What happened here?"

"Your Highness Aosta, this matter started a few days ago."

After some conversation and secret observation, Osta basically understood Randall's character. This young master, unlike other young masters from noble families, had a dandy style.

Randiel, who was born in a civilian family, was pragmatic, able to endure hardships, and sympathetic to the residents of the territory. He was definitely a good local official in peacetime. Unfortunately, this was the chaotic and war-torn Central Continent. Such a good lord could not be in office for long and was easily persecuted. He might not even know how he died.

The militias under Randall have a total of more than 10,000 people, all of whom are refugees and bandits. The militia reclaims farmland on its own and does not disturb the residents. In troubled times, this would be a high-level peasant uprising army, the kind of uprising army whose leader has the potential to become an emperor.

Unfortunately, Randall himself was too kind-hearted and could not bear to go back and avenge his brother Randy. Even though the latter was a useless brother, the older brother had no intention of killing him.

After Randy became the lord of the Bridges region, his policies were ineffective. During the tenure of the previous lord, the old Earl Lanster and his brother Randall, they formulated various welfare policies to appease the residents of the territory, but all those people-friendly measures were abolished by Randy. He turned to tyranny and cruel rule, and finally embarked on the same wrong path as most of the human lords who came to the Central Continent.

Most of these lords from various human continents regarded the Central Continent as an overseas colony. They all wanted to plunder wealth and drain resources. No one thought about sustainable development, or the possibility of living in harmony with the local indigenous inhabitants and developing together, which led to an increasingly tense situation.

After the locust plague broke out in the Bridges area, a large number of refugees fled, and the surrounding neighbors were affected by the refugee tide. The lords of those areas were very straightforward and directly blocked the borders, not wanting to receive these refugees. The disaster victims needed too much relief food, and if they could not be supplied, they would easily turn into mobs and breed civil unrest.

These lords themselves have not even resolved the conflicts in their own territories, let alone helping outsiders. They still have this self-awareness. In addition, many strange things have happened to the refugees, which has also made these lords cautious. Because they don't want to cause widespread panic, some news has been strictly blocked.

Randall's men all suggested that he find a suitable title. It was not good to always be called a bandit or a robber. If he was not careful, he might be treated as a real bandit and be attacked. It was a more appropriate choice to surrender to the lord, Prince Aosta, and seek amnesty.

After the new lord took office, he quickly integrated most of the primitive tribal forces in the Bloomfield territory. He won the unanimous support of the local residents, the members of those primitive tribal clans, and was good to the local residents.

I just don't know if Prince Osta will refuse to recruit Randall after learning his true identity. After all, Randall is a political refugee, and recruiting him means providing political asylum, which is different in nature and will cause a lot of trouble. It is possible to cause dissatisfaction with the neighboring country, that is, the lord of the Bridges region, Randy, and then a series of diplomatic conflicts will break out.

"Your Highness Aosta, the number of refugees on the border is over 100,000 and is still increasing rapidly. No one is taking care of them. If this continues, it will cause big problems. By then..."

"Randall, there is a reason why they don't dare to intervene. You have described it in such detail. Do you think that I will take care of it?"

"Your Highness Aosta, if we don't care about the refugees, the consequences will be even more serious. The lords of other places are afraid of causing panic, so they blocked the news."

"Your Highness Aosta, to be honest, some of the refugees are carrying... The following topic may make you uncomfortable... Do the ladies around you need to avoid..."

"Randall, just keep talking. Chris and the others are not afraid. There's no need to be shy about anything."

Chapter 83: The Bridges District is completely out of control

Northwest of the Bloomfield region, on the border with the Bridges region, if it weren't for the outbreak of the insect plague, the lord, Prince Aosta, would not have noticed this place so quickly. Since the outbreak of the locust plague, not only the territory of Aosta, but also the overseas colonies of various countries in the nearby area have suffered a considerable impact. In the face of natural disasters, lords from all over the country prioritized self-protection and blocked the borders. No one wanted to take the initiative to send troops to support the disaster area and sit back and watch their neighbors suffer from the disaster. Anyway, it was okay as long as it was not on their own territory.

When Osta arrived at the northwest border, he quickly gained a general understanding of the situation in the region. This gentleman prince was previously busy unifying the local primitive tribal clan forces and ignored the situation on the border of the territory and did not notice the changes in the peripheral areas. Currently, there are several major forces controlling the northwest border. They check and balance each other and maintain a delicate balance for a long time. It was not until the locust plague broke out that this evenly matched situation that had lasted for many years began to change.

According to Osta's field investigation, there are currently four armed forces on the northwest border. The first is the wandering noble Randall who sent him a letter for help, actively seeking to be recruited and hoping to obtain political asylum. He has more than 20,000 armed personnel. They occupied a mountain stronghold with good terrain and good defense. On the surface, these armed personnel are called bandits, but in fact, that title is a deceptive cover. Under Randall's militarized training, his brothers can be regarded as paramilitary personnel, similar to reserve soldiers. If they change their equipment, they can be incorporated into the regular army to participate in the war.

In addition to the Bliss Stronghold commanded by Randall, there are three other armed forces on the Northwest Frontier, namely: the Waldo Freedom Army, the Allent Alliance, and the Victor Vanguard. Each name is more orthodox than the other, but these names cannot conceal their identities as outlaws. The Waldo Freedom Army has a total of more than 30,000 people, and its members are deserters from various territories. They are composed of rioters, and are essentially a group of soldiers and bandits. Their leader, Grund, proclaimed himself the Grand Marshal of the Freedom Army. It is said that his rank before defecting was only a lieutenant. After becoming a deserter, he promoted himself to the title of Grand Marshal.

The Allen Alliance has more than 50,000 members, all of whom are evil people, including bandits and fugitives who are afraid of crime. It should be called the Criminal Alliance, or the Sin Alliance, to be more accurate. A large number of them do not accept Randall's arrangement, are not content to be soldiers, and are still keen on their previous style, so they cannot be recruited. The current leader, Woodman, is said to be a ruthless man who has killed dozens of people and has a record of murdering families. He is violent.

Victor's Vanguard Group has more than 20,000 people, and the structure of its members is rather special, all of them are followers of the Black God Cult. The Black God Cult originated from the Southern Continent of the Human Race. The doctrine of this religious organization is quite extreme, advocating sacrifice. A long time ago, it was publicly declared by the Church of Light to be a cult organization. However, the countries in the Southern Continent have a bad relationship with the Church of Light, and do not want the Church's influence to extend to their territory, so they prohibit church personnel from coming here to establish branches. As a result, the Black God Cult has been able to gain a foothold in the Southern Continent and has a certain status.

The Vidoc Vanguard is composed of Black God Cult members, with a strong religious atmosphere. The current leader is the high priest Garuda. Osta did not expect that the Black God Cult members would come to his territory to make trouble. This gentleman prince is the current female pope of the Church of Light, the grandson of Maritia II, the appointed successor of the next generation of the Pope of Light, and the only one. It is impossible for him to sit idly by and watch these Black God Cult members.

"Randall, it's not easy for you to hold on until now. Didn't they cause you any trouble?"

"Your Highness, if my stronghold had not been well defended, I would not have been able to wait for your arrival."

"Randall, do these guys know that you are seeking amnesty from me?"

"Your Highness, I have always been at odds with them. They may soon know about my contact with you this time. At that time, they may join forces to attack my stronghold again."

"It doesn't matter if I know. If they come to cause trouble, I'll just clean them up."

"Your Highness, don't you use carrier pigeons to contact your troops? There are only more than 20,000 people in my village, and the rest are civilians. I don't want them to go to the battlefield. If a war breaks out, we can still barely hold on if we just defend. As for attack..."

"Randil, the few people around me can handle those criminals. We don't need other legions."

In Randall's mountain stronghold, Osta inspected the situation in the stronghold and understood the situation. There were more than 20,000 armed personnel and more than 60,000 permanent residents in Randall's mountain stronghold. The other three outlaw forces had a total of more than 100,000 people, which was a numerical advantage, four times more than Randall's troops. Randall had held on until now, mainly relying on the advantage of the fortress and the support of the permanent residents.

Randall's policy towards the residents surpassed that of many lords and won the support of the people. When the war really came, the residents would support him. There was no problem with defense, but not offense. Along the way, the people that Osta saw looked at Randall with trust in their eyes, and it could be seen that they truly supported Randall.

Osta quickly thought of a follow-up plan in his mind. In the future, he would simply let Randall take charge of the affairs of the northwest border area, formally grant him a title, and divide the territory. So far, this gentleman prince's subordinates and trusted subordinates are basically ladies, all girls. This time, he rarely arranged a male subordinate, which is an exception.

Osta has special ideas and plans. Lady subordinates are indeed reassuring and can be trusted from the inside out. However, it is obviously inappropriate for girls to perform dirty work. Overall, male subordinates are necessary. Incorporating Randall's armed forces is the beginning of the gentleman prince's attempt to change the structure of his subordinates. Compared with female subordinates, the inspection process of male subordinates is more rigorous and they are not recruited casually.

Randall looked a little puzzled. He didn't see what was so special about Chris and the other three. They could deal with more than 100,000 criminals. If they were defeated on the spot and captured by the other side, it would be hard to imagine what would happen next. However, Osta had a confident expression. After seeing this, Randall couldn't question it in person. He just took it as a tacit agreement and believed it for a while.

Osta soon saw the bodies of some refugees. These refugees who escaped from the Bridges area were carrying the eggs of some parasites on their bodies. The victims died in extremely tragic ways, with their mouths open and their facial features twisted together. They had obviously endured great pain before death. Their eyes were gone, turned into bloody holes, and it seemed as if something was drilling out of every hole in their bodies, and their stomachs were directly split open.

Osta subconsciously took a few steps back and covered his mouth, almost vomiting from disgust. No wonder Randall had specifically reminded him before that ladies would feel uncomfortable after seeing it. Not only girls, but also gentlemen would not be able to stand it after seeing it. Chris and the others had no change in expression and were still standing calmly. Randall began to believe at this time that the three ladies were not ordinary and might really have hidden their strength.

"Randall, can you confirm what happened to the bodies of these victims?"

"Your Highness, I speculate that it was caused by insects, but I don't know what kind of insects it is. You have seen the conditions on my side. There is no coroner at all."

"Randall, I will investigate this matter and take good care of the aftermath of the body."

"Your Highness, I know what to do. The bodies will be cremated."

"Boss, something bad has happened. They are coming."

"Why are you panicking? It's not proper to behave like this in front of His Highness. What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, Boss, the people from the Waldo Freedom Army and the Allent Alliance have joined forces and have already arrived near the village. They said they want to discuss the merger with you."

Osta was considering how to integrate the armed forces here, but he didn't expect that the other side would take the initiative to come to him to cause trouble. This opportunity is rare. The gentleman prince had a cunning expression on his face, a typical villain. Randall originally wanted to persuade Osta to avoid him and hide temporarily. The other side might have received some news and came to cause trouble for Osta. It was obviously targeted. However, after seeing the gentleman prince's expression, Randall didn't say what he wanted to say.

The Waldo Freedom Army has more than 50,000 soldiers, the Allent Alliance has more than 30,000 soldiers, and the total number of the Outlaw Alliance is more than 80,000. Osta and Randiel went up to the observation tower on the top of the fortress and saw the incoming enemy. On the horizon in front of the fortress, a dark mass of enemy troops could be seen approaching. The difference between the two could be distinguished from their equipment. The equipment of the rebels and the chaotic army was simple iron armor, and the organization was relatively complete, and the distinction between the arms could be seen.

The Waldo Free Army has infantry archers and cavalry. The enemy's cavalry has about two thousand cavalry, which is the limit. After all, they are not a regular army and cannot afford to support so many cavalry. The cavalry's equipment is only at the level of light cavalry. At most, they can be sent out to support the team and it is a means of showing off. If they really want to be sent out to fight a tough battle, charging into battle and the like, don't even think about it. That is the job of heavy cavalry, and light cavalry cannot do it. If they rush into the infantry phalanx, they will most likely be killed on the spot. They can only serve as scouts and used for reconnaissance.

The people of the Allent Alliance looked like armed thugs. They were basically cloth-clad, without even leather armor. The weapons they used were all kinds of things, including swords, spears, clubs, axes, etc. Their armor level was not as good as that of the Bliss stronghold commanded by Randall, where everyone was wearing leather armor. The members of this criminal alliance were basically light infantry, without even a ranged profession like an archer, let alone cavalry, as they did not have the capital to raise cavalry.

The Waldo Freedom Army and the Allent Alliance each have their own representative flags, with different designs. The former is a lion with a lion's head, while the latter is a hungry wolf with a ferocious wolf's head. The flag of the Bliss Village commanded by Randall has a standard rectangular round shield as its logo, which is much more conservative than other counterparts. The enemy came with great force this time, and it seemed that they were well prepared. Randall Fortress quickly mobilized, and all the combatants went to the designated positions to prepare for the battle.

The stronghold is high up, and the average height of the wall is more than five meters, which is more than enough to deal with the attacks of ordinary enemies. The Waldo Free Army and the Elent Alliance do not have any large siege equipment. They cannot get advanced siege equipment such as catapults, battering rams, and super-large crossbows. They do not have craftsmen who master the relevant technology. The siege equipment that can be used is only simple ladders and grappling ropes. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to capture the Bliss stronghold. Randall made a large number of simple arrows and used the terrain advantage to repel the enemy's attacks many times.

Today's situation is a little special. The enemy came prepared. In front of the army, there were civilians. These people were in tattered clothes. There were men, women, old and young. They were forced to the front line by the criminals and forced to be cannon fodder to block arrows. This time, the enemy coerced more than 10,000 civilians to be shields in an attempt to break through the Bliss stronghold.

"These guys really have no bottom line at all."

"Boss Randall, our Marshal heard that you colluded with the Obelisk Empire and accepted the amnesty. This is not good enough. We agreed to be a rebel force together, so why did you take the lead in surrendering?"

"I'm different from you. From the beginning I didn't plan to..."

"Randall, don't be ungrateful. You don't want these civilians to die under your arrows, do you?"

"Their life and death are not up to you. However, your mission of delivering the message has been completed, so you can disappear now."

"You are from the Obelisk Empire..."

Before the battle, the other side deliberately arranged for an envoy to persuade them to surrender. However, the envoy was looking for trouble. He looked ugly, with a bad face and a bad mouth. He had no moral integrity. After seeing this, Osta didn't care about the moral principle of not killing envoys when the two armies are fighting. He picked up a spear nearby and threw it at the other side. This time, the envoy was caught off guard and couldn't dodge it. He was shot in the head on the spot.

Osta's decisive killing stunned Randall and his subordinates. After seeing the iron-fisted methods of the gentleman prince, the morale of the Bliss stronghold was greatly boosted, and they all decided to follow the lord to fight the enemy. After the messenger was killed, the angry criminals began to attack, pushing the hostages towards the fortress, betting that the enemy would not dare to shoot arrows. Randall's kind character became a weakness that was exploited.

Just when the good man was hesitant and in a dilemma about whether to shoot the arrow, Prince Osta, as a superior, helped his subordinates make a decision. At his signal, Sophia was the first to make a move. This beautiful woman with golden hair and golden eyes had a small ball of light in her hand. The ball rose up like a small sun and rose to the sky, like a small sun. After a moment, the ball of light emitted a dazzling light. This shining effect was only aimed at the attacker. From the angle, the defenders of Bliss Village would not be affected.

The criminals and hostages were temporarily blinded by the flash, and their vision was lost. Taking advantage of this time, Yulia took action. The stunning beauty with black hair and black eyes, long straight hair, raised her hand slightly and pointed to the sky. In the blink of an eye, dozens of black lightning bolts fell from the sky, as if they were lightning from another world, which was particularly strange. The sky was originally clear, with no clouds in the sky, and dozens of black lightning bolts fell down. Where did they come from? It itself was incredible.

The black lightning landed right between the criminals and the hostages, creating a deep gully that separated the two sides. After everything was done, Chris, who took action last, was responsible for the final execution. The stunning beauty with silver hair and silver eyes had a sharp sword in her hand. She silently recited a spell, and many suspended sharp swords appeared in the sky above the Bliss Fortress, as if it was the sword-controlling technique of a cultivator. Thousands of sharp swords were projected towards the criminals at the same time, and the scene was quite spectacular.

By the time the members of the Waldo Freedom Army and the Allent Alliance could see clearly and their vision was restored, it was too late. Many criminals were killed on the spot by the silver sword rain. Chris's sword energy was too overbearing, and its power was comparable to that of an anti-material sniper rifle. Enemies hit by the sword had their upper or lower bodies shattered into blood clots, depending on the area hit. No one knew how they died.

The sword formation behind Chris seemed endless, with swords flying out continuously. The three of them used small moves this time, which were similar to ordinary attacks. The opponent was as weak as a mayfly, so there was no need to use any big moves, let alone special skills. This scene shocked Randall and his men, and they were secretly glad that they made the right choice and accepted the offer instead of going against the gentleman prince and fighting to the end. The three ladies around Osta were more ruthless than each other when they attacked, and they were obviously not vases.

"Quick...quickly retreat, that bastard Randall actually has the support of a magician and a sword master."

"If I go back like this, the boss will..."

"You don't want to live anymore, at worst you can find another boss,"

"I can start my own business, why should I stay here and die?"

"How about we surrender to Fort Bliss?"

"It's impossible for me to surrender. It's better to establish my own sect than to surrender. I will never be a running dog of the empire."

The criminals' offensive ended quickly, and the army of more than 80,000 people collapsed in an instant, like a mob. Chris only killed a few thousand people, which was at best a deterrent, and did not cause serious damage to the enemy. However, this lady thought before taking action and deliberately chose a valuable target. In this round of attack, the Waldo Freedom Army Cavalry was completely wiped out, including the men and horses, who died under the precise blows of the sword, and the more than 2,000 light cavalry troops were wiped out.