"My Lord, the goods are all packed. Last night's "support supplies," including seven cows, twenty sheep, a draft horse, and all the rest, are recorded in your account and packed up."
Karim, the butler, wore a decent cloth shirt, but his expression was dull, and no one was happy to be in the North. They stood on the wall and looked into the distance, and there was nothing but the gray fog that connected to the sky.
It's not like he didn't want to run, but Field didn't give him a chance.
The Lynx and other slave soldiers, corrupted by money, had become so thoroughly loyal to Field that CAM was sure that if he ran, he would be instantly killed by the damn lackey, and Field would reward them with a silver coin.
Damn running dog, for money to corrupt the soul, even life do not want, butler secretly scold.
Slaves are like this, as long as you give them a little hope and preferential treatment, they dare to sacrifice their lives.
"Yes, my Lord." The Khal hesitated, glanced at Asina several times, and could not resist asking, "That slave, excuse me, I mean Miss Asina, is really the Chosen one, is he not lying to us? Can you show a miracle?"
Field rallied the crowd last night and announced the Chosen One.
"And I have to prove it to you? Why don't you pioneer and I'll be your butler? I just don't know if you can survive an imperial siege." Field stopped Asina's idea of summoning the Wolf, and with a cold snort and a frown, stared at the butler, the unfaithful butler, who had been speaking despondent the whole time, and who, if he were not the only one who could read and write, Field would have made him a groom.
It's time to hit him.
The Khal felt the pressure. Cold sweat ran down his forehead, and he uttered a cry, not daring to speak.
His own master, is simply not the same as before, perhaps the family put too much pressure on him? And so it should be, for he himself does not want to enter the cursed Land, and certainly not the pampered nobility, the Khal's brain turned to mush.
"No objection, let's go!"
Field lit the fog lamp, and at a price of twenty-five gold pieces, every minute it burned, it was throwing money into the fire.
Clenching his teeth, Field stepped into the Northern Province, and all the sound or breath of living things around him suddenly disappeared. Instead, there was an eerie silence. Looking up, Field saw the gray fog of death around him, eerie silence, not even the sun in sight. If you stay for a long time, you will have the illusion of being in the deep sea, and even Field feels nervous and afraid, not to mention a slave.
If they hadn't been corrupted by leaving the fog lamp, and if Field had revealed the Chosen to the crowd, they would have lost their minds by now, plunged into the fog, and been corrupted into monsters.
The ground is covered with red-and-black crawling "tentacles," decaying plants that are not aggressive but tangle with wheels.
"It's like Silent Hill." Field forced himself to remain calm, to walk at the front of the line, to let them see him, to lead the crowd forward, and to give them courage.
After all, the nobles who cherish their lives are here, what reason do they have to run away?
"Quack quack quack..."
"Roar!
All kinds of strange noises kept coming out of the gray fog, the fog lamp illuminated the distance of more than 100 steps ahead, and the roar came from further away, and everyone had no sense of security at all.
There were crumbling walls, shrunken heads with corroded iron spears on the ground, and even the faded Griffon flag that Field had seen. The Empire had sent legions of pioneers, but they all died and became "natives".
"Gollum"
Field swallowed.
"Get behind me, my Lord." Ashna's scarlet eyes looked warily to the right and ahead. "A monster is approaching."
Soon a decaying corpse, with half its face missing, staggered into Field's sight.
"Whoosh!
Asina drew her bow and shot a silver stream in the air.
The corpse's head burst open like a watermelon, and the body rolled twice on the ground before moving again.
"Be careful! More monsters are coming!" On Field's small map, there appeared a large skull symbol, and since it was found, Field did not care to lower his voice, "as before, the wooden wheel around the wall, the crossbow arrow!"
At the fort, Field had acquired eighty crossbows and one hundred imperial bows, but only two or three of the slaves could shoot, but the crossbows were so good that he armed twenty crossbowmen.
The strange cries became more rampant, accompanied by dense footsteps, and the dark bodies crowded in, exposed to the public's sight. Field has the help of a small map to know the location of nearby monsters, but the density is too high, they are still forced to meet the enemy.
"Damn it, shoot the arrow! " Feld did not need to say that the slaves had fired their trembling bolts.
"Whoosh ~" The dead bodies in the front row seemed to hit an invisible wall, and immediately fell seven or eight.
Asina is to put away the bow and arrow, summon the giant Wolf and crush the past, although only the first level of God's chosen level, but the combat power of the God's chosen is above the mortal.
The long knife in her hand flutters up and down like a butterfly, and the rotting bodies fall under her knife.
Either decapitated by a long knife, or beaten to death by the claws of the Dragon Wolf, Asina rushed into the dense mass of corpses, and immediately let the Dragon Wolf spin and breathe fire, like a hurricane of flame, and all the dead bodies around were burned into ashes.
"Really, really the Chosen one?" The Khal rubbed his eyes and looked puzzled.
Ashina shared a lot of pressure, but the tense atmosphere did not slow down at all, affected by the vision of the fog, the carrion constantly gushing out of the fog, which caused great psychological pressure to everyone.
'Kill! With a low drink, the bobcat tried to thrust his long halberd at the advancing corpse.
Three or four long halberds were smashed into the chest cavity of the carrion, and then at one pick, the carrion fell to the ground like a rag bag, and more carrion monsters collided with the slave guard where the Lynx was, and the carrion fists and claws rained down on the shields and armor of the guards, making a tinkling sound.
"Huh? What's coming?"
Field noticed a fast-moving skull symbol on the map, already above him. Without hesitation, Field immediately rolled off his horse. It was too dangerous for the whole team to stand alone.
Scarcely had Field found his footing, and before he could look up, he felt a gust of wind.
'Watch your head!
At once, Field bent down, pulled out his sword and poked at it. With a quick glance, Field saw a Batgirl.
No hair or eyebrows, ugly face, in addition to the body has female features, hands are bat wings, legs are sharp claw.