Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

"Don't panic! Kill those who run away!" Silver Claw, the cavalry captain, brandished his sword and roared in a cold tone.

What confused Tate was that the cavalry had no intention of attacking the carrion. Instead, they surrounded the slaves like a herd of sheep, with the intention of slaughtering them if they disagreed.

"What a brutal cavalry, but what about the rotting corpse?" A question popped into Tate's mind.

A deep blue light flashed, and a giant black wolf jumped out without stopping at all. The giant wolf quickly shuttled among the zombies, waving its claws at will, easily crushing or cutting zombies into pieces.

Everyone stared at all this in stunned silence, forgetting even their fear. Is there a giant wolf in the team? Never seen it before.

Along with the roiling fire like an electric arc, a blue flame gushes out from the giant wolf's mouth, and then it surges geometrically, and the dragon wolf sweeps back and forth. The sound of "cracking" flames, like firecrackers, rang in everyone's ears, and the group of corpses that rushed towards them were cleared away.

"What's going on?" Tate felt that there was too much information and not enough brain space.

"It's the chosen one of my contract, Ashina." Field patted the stunned Tate, pointed at Ashina who was dressed as a maid next to him, and then said to Tate, "Go get the slaves in order, and let's go as soon as possible. .”

"But, then, it's me." Tate didn't know what to say for a while, and his words were incoherent.

Field actually has a Chosen maid?

Even in the wealthy Maple Leaf Territory, there is only one Divine Chosen One: "Stunning Dancer". How does Field attract the allegiance of a Divine Chosen One?

No wonder Baron Field dared to enter the Night Territory. It turned out that he was protected by the Chosen One.

"As adults often say, where are you now?" Field's maid snorted with laughter. The carefree maid squinted her eyes, "I'm not even worried. As a man, what do you have to be afraid of? .”

Tate scratched his head in embarrassment, it was so embarrassing to be laughed at by the maid.

"Hurry up and cheer up. The more efficient our actions are, the smaller the chance of being surrounded by corpses." Field glanced at the small map, and a large number of skull signs began to stir. They were all over the map, making Field feel vaguely uncomfortable. wonderful.

The zombie swarm has become more active!

Why can’t I kill all the damn corrupted creatures?

"Hurry up, we have to get the slaves to take action!" Field said in a serious tone, "It is dangerous to break through the corpses, but staying where you are is waiting for death."

Tate gritted his teeth and couldn't care less: "Yes! Lord."

Countless rotting corpses rushed out of the gray mist, and were burned to ashes by the dragon wolves, and then the corpses came one after another, like moths flying into the flame, with no end in sight.

Field's worries came true. By the time everyone arrived at the winery, thirty-nine people had died from the attacks of rotting corpses and monsters. A war horse broke its leg, two pack horses were bitten to death, and seven goats were used to lure the tide of corpses. , the losses were relatively large, but fortunately there was no loss of food and no one in the cavalry was killed.

Tate's face was so black that he could almost be burned as coal. This journey has exceeded the thrilling moments of a lifetime. His daughter and wife got down from the carriage in fear. Their legs gave way and they rolled to the ground. They were stunned for a long time, still holding each other and shivering.

It is definitely a lie to say that I don’t regret entering the Northern Province.

The attacks of the rotten corpses almost never stopped along the way. If he hadn't been trapped in the gray fog and couldn't get out, Tate would have wanted to slap himself twice, then turn around and leave.

After arriving at the territory, Tate was shocked by the "territory" in front of him. He originally thought that the Northern Province was bad enough, but equally bad was Field's "castle". Strictly speaking, it looked like a large winery with leaks from all sides. Well, it’s totally a grand winery!

Fortunately, the tough guards and the tyrannical strength of the Chosen One, Ashina, gave him a glimmer of hope.

Field was not in a good mood. Compared with the first time, the transportation losses this time were too great. After all, there were no human shields. Connor's knights were wiped out before Field could successfully reach the manor.

"This wave is too greedy. The team of 300 people is too big and cannot be taken care of when attacked." Rubbing his brows, Field tried to keep his eyes open. "Fortunately, it won't be a loss if we can bring back all the food."

The good news is that while Field has been away for so long, the territory has not been attacked.

Slaves were already digging the soil in the fields, and the first batch of farmland was cleaned and put into production immediately.

Although the land is barren, it is still better than being abandoned.

"There is no plow, and the work efficiency is too slow." Field rode towards the large winery on horseback and looked around. The slaves were digging holes in the fields with hoes or their hands. This scene was very different from the farming in Field's impression. big. The lack of field ridges means that they do not understand the ridge farming system, and there is not even a boundary ditch between fields. "There are several cows in the night field, and as long as they are paired with plows, they can plow the land quickly."

But it doesn't matter. There is not much farmland anyway, and the slaves can still complete the task purely by relying on manpower.

It also keeps everyone occupied and prevents them from teasing women or getting into fights after eating.

"The entire Night Lord...are all slaves?" Tate was shocked. Field was the most unique lord he had ever seen.

"Not entirely. The small piece of open space south of the big winery was set aside for free people. I kidnapped about ten of them." Field said bluntly. There are not many secrets in the night. After all, there are no fog lights. Ordinary people Don't even think about running out.

Tate's mouth is wide enough to swallow an ostrich egg.

"So this place is very suitable for you. It's like a big prison, and the smog is the cage. What you have to do is to be my internal affairs adviser, prevent slaves from rioting, and assign them work."

"It's really almost like a prison." Tate twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Actually, there are differences. They are also human beings. I plan to use part of my working time for transformation, such as cultivating new skills or changing some bad habits." Field looked at the excrement on the ground and frowned again, "Especially the excrement everywhere. Urinate and defecate.”

His original ban seemed to have little effect.

Fortunately the weather wasn't warm, otherwise Field might have had a hard time sleeping.

Tate had recovered from his previous fear and was looking around.

When the slaves working around saw Field riding a tall horse, they immediately dropped their work and ran to kneel down in front of Field to salute. Then came the patrolling guards and Kaa who was wandering around the farmland. They saw the returning team and ran over excitedly.

"Thank God, Mr. Field, you are finally back." Kaa was so excited that he burst into tears. He wanted to rush up and kiss the horse's hoof. He was very worried that Field would escape alone or die on the road, and then he would be doomed.