In Zongman, he transformed into Fu Hua at the beginning

Yet even so, she knew that Abbrana treated her differently.

"Those three people and the guards are...?"

Treya wanted to ask Abrana why she knew the identities of those three people and acted so familiar with them, but she was more curious about the strange flames and the resurrected guards.

"You can consider this a gift."

There was a frivolous tone in Abrana's voice, revealing her indifference to life: "After being baptized by fire and death, they will gain more glory than they did as living beings."

Theresa was speechless. The Abrana in front of her seemed no different from the girl she had seen in the past, but she had only seen her at the desk before.

When she appeared on the battlefield with less than a hundred people, Treia finally understood her many details and personality.

On the way back, Abrana got on a carriage with the father and daughter. Because the number of guards had increased and the group of people in white looked extraordinary, they did not encounter robbers or bandits.

The three beast warriors have been transformed into servants by the flames. Unlike the guards, the personal consciousness of the three beast warriors has been completely suppressed by Abrana to the deepest part where they cannot move. What she needs is not the three of them, but their military power.

Of course, this is only temporary. When better personnel become available, Abrana will give them another chance to choose.

Eugene naturally heard the conversation between Aburana and Theresa. In fact, since childhood, he had deliberately avoided Aburana from coming into contact with power. After all, a powerful princess did not fit in with his idea of ​​seclusion and low profile.

But this idea gradually faded after Abrana repeatedly showed her ambition and ability.

He knew very well that Abrana was not a benevolent monarch. Her desire and pursuit of power and her indifference to the bloodiness behind power terrified Eugene.

However, in this era, in this world, perhaps Abbrana's character and actions can really ignite a different flame. That extreme self that makes others admire, fear, but also willing to follow, may accomplish greater things than a benevolent monarch.

After thinking all night, Eugene did not sit at the main seat as usual at breakfast the next day, but sat at the second seat where Abbrana usually sat.

Abrana, who came to the restaurant later, raised her eyebrows when she saw this, and then sat down in the main seat very naturally.

Eugene spoke only after Theresa, who was obviously in a daze, sat down.

"What are you going to do?"

Knowing this was a question directed at her, Abrana wasn't surprised and replied calmly, "The Revolutionary Army has sent us letters several times, inviting us to join their ranks and overthrow the Empire together."

Of course, this is also because the Revolutionary Army does not know Abrana's identity. If they knew, they would not have sent an invitation.

Eugene naturally knew about this. Revolutionary armies have always existed, but they did not become fully powerful until Ernest secretly took control of the government.

"You want to join the Revolutionary Army first."

Eugene frowned. "This so-called revolutionary army is actually a traitorous group that has colluded with alien races and is threatening to cede territory to them once their cause is accomplished."

Although those lands were once conquered by the empire and belonged to foreign races, since they were conquered, they belong to the empire. As people of the empire, you cede the empire's lands and contact outsiders to fight the empire. Is this how revolution is carried out?

"Didn't I tell you, Lord Eugene?"

Abrana's tone remained unchanged. "I will reignite a flame powerful enough to burn the current order to ashes. Whether it's the Empire, the alien races, or the Revolutionary Army, they will all be nothing but dust in the dust of history after this flame is extinguished."

The implication is that it is not a union, but a way of using someone and then abandoning them.

Eugene naturally understood this. He was silent for a moment, then continued, "The participation of Dongling City will allow the Revolutionary Army to completely complete the encirclement of the Empire. They will not refuse our participation, but how will you gain the upper hand in this cooperation?"

"It's simple. I will show my strength so that they will have to take it seriously."

Abbrana was prepared.

Abrana needs manpower, because what she wants to burn is not this world, but the existing order and rules of this world. She can kill everything along the way, but just killing cannot establish a new order, and will only plunge the world into chaos. For this reason, she needs manpower and the followers of others.

But, after all, this is a world that values ​​personal strength. As long as she is strong enough and has good conditions, there will naturally be people willing to follow her.

Is the Revolutionary Army truly united? Of course not, but no matter how bad the Revolutionary Army is, it's still better than the current Empire.

She didn't need to package herself as noble, because her competitors were lowly enough. Cooperating with the revolutionary army was not to rely on their power, but to rely on their connections.

"I will light the first bundle of firewood soon, in Viscount Clot's territory."

Chapter 6: Attacked from both sides.

Eugene knew he didn't have the power to stop Abbrana.

After finishing his meal, he began to sound out the opinions of most people who had come into contact with Aburana, including the servants in the mansion, the clerical staff at work, and the guards stationed outside the mansion.

Their cultures, perspectives, and ways of expression are different, but their meanings are surprisingly consistent.

Given the chance, they would fight for Abbrana and carve glory into her warrior.

This was not entirely out of their respect for Aburana, but more out of the ambition and enthusiasm that Aburana had aroused in their hearts.

After witnessing this, he no longer had any thoughts of stopping Abbrana.

...Well, this life should have been dead anyway. Although Abbrana saved me because she needed my ability, to be honest, capable people can be added later. If I don't support her actions, the trouble I will face after saving myself will be more than losing myself.

Because of this alone, Eugene rarely went against her wishes, and the only dissuasion he made was out of timidity and cowardice caused by years of seclusion.

The more I understand how indifferent Abrana is to life and how much she pursues power, the more precious this life-saving grace becomes.

Even Eugene couldn't help but wonder if this was part of her plan, but he ultimately attributed it to the fact that deep down she did have feelings for him and Theresa. Perhaps there was a soft spot in Abrana's heart.

People only believe what they want to believe, and this was Eugene's mentality at the moment. But what he didn't know was that his judgment was actually right.

After all, the Abrana here is not herself. Although Amber has behaved in accordance with her own style in order not to be OOC, she is far less ambitious than Abrana, nor does she have the same grand vision as Abrana.

(The sharp criticism of Aburana's vision is mainly because her vision has exceeded the normal human level. For normal people, Sister Ai's vision is indeed quite large.)

With Eugene's complete decentralization, Abrana quickly gathered all the administrative personnel of Dongling City. Dongling City is at the edge of the empire. It is not only backed by the sea, but also surrounded by foreign races to the east. In addition, Eugene is a count, and there are quite a few soldiers in the city, about 6,000 people.

This number really shocked Abrana at first, but upon closer inspection, the fakeness of these six people was instantly exposed.

It was said that there were 6,000 soldiers, but most of them were ordinary people who had never been to the battlefield, and veterans who were unable to retire.

Excluding the two thousand old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers, and the remaining ones who have no experience in actual combat, there are only about a thousand soldiers who are actually in their prime and can be immediately deployed to the battlefield. In other words, five-sixths are reserves who can only be called up in special circumstances.

Although a bit disappointing, the data of one thousand is actually quite good. In the original world, he would be considered a powerful earl.

No matter how disappointed we are, the battle still has to be fought.

After determining the number of people who could participate in the war, Abrana immediately gathered the clerks and sergeants together and explained what they would do next.

It's very simple. Advance from the outside to the inside. The first target of attack is Viscount Clot, who is also close to the alien race and has had several clashes with them. He is a man with an ambiguous position. Attacking the alien race seems to be defending the empire against foreign enemies, but in fact each of his attacks can be regarded as a small fight. The casualties on both sides are controlled in a very small range, as if it were a fake match.

This gave Abrana reason to suspect that he was not as loyal as the Empire imagined, and judging from his disgusting actions, although he could not kill people, he did not seem to obey the Revolutionary Army.

Those who were dissatisfied with the Empire and refused to join the Revolutionary Army were regarded by Abrana as the first force that could be recruited.

Even if this viscount is a vassal of another marquis.

Twelve days later in the afternoon, Viscount Clot received a report from his soldiers.

"You said someone called, and it wasn't from a foreign ethnic group?"

Clotte listened to the report with a frown on his face, wondering, "How many people are there?"

"Looks like there are about a thousand of them... and they seem to be led by Count Eugene's daughter..."

Count Eugene's daughter came to me?

Clot just thought it was ridiculous. What did he mean?

Although he thought it was ridiculous, he had to go and see such a big thing. After all, the other party was the earl of the empire and not an alien race.

He has received warning letters from alien races in recent days, basically forcing him to make his position clear as soon as possible, otherwise they will lay siege to the city. Judging from the fact that the revolutionary army has not made any statement on this, this is even tacitly approved by the revolutionary army.

This incident had already caused Clot's blood pressure to soar and he felt helpless, but now this kind of thing happened again.

At the top of the city wall in ten minutes, Clotte galloped forward. Looking at the soldiers below and the girl with dragon horns on her head, standing at the forefront on horseback, holding a spear, he couldn't help but ask, "Are those Count Eugene's troops below the city wall?"

He knew nothing about the princess, but he did know that a girl with the blood of the Dragon Duke had appeared in Earl Eugene's family.

"Count Eugene."

The dragon girl at the foot of the city recited with interest the title that she had recited countless times before, then smiled and shook her head.

This title bestowed by the empire did seem a bit annoying at the moment. Abrana had no intention of continuing to use this title. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly heard the chaotic sound of footsteps and horse hooves.

Not only her, but the soldiers who followed her here also turned back when they heard the sound.

I saw a group of nearly two thousand soldiers dressed in alien clothes marching towards this side. The other side was a little confused when they saw the Abrana troops approaching the city, but then the alien commander showed anger on his face.

Okay, judging by the situation, Clot has asked the Empire for help, right? He actually managed to get quite a few troops.

The number of troops of foreign races is generally stronger than that of the empire, because almost all of their men are soldiers. A tribe of 2,000 people can mobilize about 1,300 warriors, and the number of people when tribes are combined is even more exaggerated.

Seeing that Abrana's troops had not yet entered the city, the alien commander knew that this was a good opportunity. The reinforcements had not yet entered and the garrisons had not yet assembled. It was simply the best time to fight.

So without thinking, he immediately ordered the entire army to launch a surprise attack, making sure to keep the troops coming to support him here.

It would be better if the opponent wants to come out of the city to support you. This will turn the originally difficult siege into a simple confrontation. You can open the city gate and invite them in.

Clotte was also a little confused. Could it be that Count Eugene had received news of the foreign invasion and sent people to support him? But the timing was too bad. He only had 500 people on his side, and even with reinforcements, there were only 1,500. Defending the city was easy, but leaving was a different story.

But if I don't go out... my relationship with the Earl will become a little...

What should I do... ?

As Abrana rode on her horse and watched the aliens charging towards her, her expression was a little subtle.

So... they are being attacked from both sides?

Chapter 7 Open the city gate.

"Wow ah ah!"

"Kill the Empire's lackeys!"

"Leave our home!"

It is normal that the armies of foreign ethnic groups do not seem to have strong discipline. After all, they survive in tribes. They may be friendly or hostile to each other, but no matter what, it is impossible for them to receive the same education, conduct the same training, learn the same tactics, and obey the same command.

Even though they look like an army, they are more like a pile of loose sand.

Otherwise, they would not have been suppressed by the corrupt and weak army of the empire for so many years, and could only show off their strength by occasional harassment and concentrated attacks on one point with their numerical advantage.

Abrana felt that their charge was like a group of toothless hyenas, and she didn't even want to look them in the eye.

Her own people cannot be lost because of this unexpected incident, but to some extent, their coming seems to be just in time. Originally, according to her plan, there would be certain casualties and even deaths on both her side and Clot's side, but now it seems that the city can be taken in a more peaceful way.

It also saves the trouble of building city walls later.

"Don't pay attention to the undisciplined noisy shouting. It can do nothing but sting your eardrums."

Abrana looked back at Clot on the city wall, and the amusement in her eyes made Clot a little confused for a moment.

But she had no intention of explaining, instead she rode her horse all the way from the bottom of the city wall to the rear of the soldiers.

"My soldiers, remember what is about to happen."

Abrana stretched out her left hand, and the flame at the tip of her tail grew even more intense.

The originally vast plain suddenly rose to a strange temperature, and purple flames suddenly ignited on the path of the alien race's charge. Although there was no ground that could catch fire, a series of flame barriers were built.

"That's the Dragon Duke's imperial weapon..."

Clot swallowed. Even though he was standing on the city wall, he could feel a wave of heat coming towards him. Looking at the foreign soldiers surrounded by flames in the distance, there was shock in his eyes.

Surround the 2,000-man army in one go?

This scene made him think of Esdeath, one of the great generals of the empire, who was known to be worth thousands of troops alone.

“There are no enemies in our path, only firewood to help us light the way to the new world.”

Abbrana's voice was low and ethereal, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Wait...wait...? What is that!?"

Under Clot's incredulous gaze, the aliens set on fire showed no signs of wailing or shouting. Instead, they stood there like stone statues.

Although those who were not infected by the flames were frightened, they quickly adjusted their mentality in the face of the commander's terrified shouts and huddled together.

But in the next scene, those "stone statues" that had remained motionless despite being beaten, scolded, and dragged suddenly moved, and one after another waved their weapons and stabbed the people closest to them.

The soldier whose body was pierced also caught fire, and soon continued to attack the soldiers who were not ignited by the flames.

“There will always be companions on our path, and those who follow me will never have to worry about being trapped by death.”

As Abrana spoke, she turned her horse around and slowly walked back towards the city wall, her eyes fixed on the sweaty Viscount Clot. The servants who were completely devoured by the dead fire obediently and neatly lined up, standing silently behind her team.

The army of one thousand men had now expanded to three thousand men for reasons that Clot could not understand.

"Viscount Clot, open the city gate."

The smile on Abrana's face seemed gentle, but it was filled with an unbreakable coldness: "My troops need to rest, and we have a lot to discuss."