The clear and hazy purple moon shines with its light and reflects the dark earth. On the plains surrounded by fire, the neighing of war horses and the "shenyin" sounds of people intertwined. The tilted flags fluttered with the cold wind. Broken spears and swords were everywhere. The sound of wheels turning was heard from time to time. Looking carefully, I saw that the flatbed carts in groups of three or three stopped and walked when driven by the horses, and on the flatbed, countless ferocious and terrifying corpses could be seen.

Those who drive horses to pull the flatbed cart have a name, the corpse collector.

Earl Heather slowly stepped on the messy battlefield plain on the battlefield. He had piles of corpses filled his sight. The soldiers around him were cleaning the battlefield. When they met the enemy soldiers of "shenyin", they would make up for a fatal blow without hesitation. Sometimes, even their comrades-in-arms were no exception. The former was to guard against the sudden attack of the enemy, while the latter was to give them a relief to the comrades. The two were completely different in the mood of treatment. The coldness and grief were always one in the war.

In front of him, a cavalry team came from a distance, and there was a flatbed carriage loaded with people.

"Report to the Count, we brought the body of Viscount Frant."

A leading officer dismounted and said respectfully to Earl Heather.

Earl Heather nodded and drove the war horse to the flatbed cart behind the cavalry.

There was a man lying on the flatbed car, and a man with wide eyes unwilling to remain silent.

Earl Heather is not unfamiliar with this dead man, because he is his most troublesome enemy in the years.

Now, he is dead, his angry eyes are filled with incredible and shock.

He shook his head and stopped looking at it.

"Burn him well."

After waving his hand to signal them to take Viscount Frant's body away, Earl Heather looked up at the night sky with a starry sky, and a sentimental feeling suddenly rose. He suddenly thought that perhaps one day in the future, he would be like Viscount Frant today. He died in battle, assassination, or betrayal, and the ending was inseparable from the word death.

As for surrender? There is no such word in his world.

He hadn't experienced this mood for a long time, without sympathy and pity, without ridicule and irony, only a faint touch. This emotion only lasted for a while, and as strong people, they would never be affected by this emotion.

In the distance, a cavalry team formed by officers came up.

"Quares, what's the latest battle in the pursuit?"

Before the officer group opposite spoke, Earl Heather asked first.

"Report to the Earl. Viscount Frant's remaining troops have been captured." The highest-ranking middle-aged officer said in a deep voice.

"I understand, prepare to start making a strategic plan to enter Diorda. Be sure to annex Viscount Frant's territory within one month, and don't let my expectations for you!" Earl Heather said lightly.

"Affect your will." The middle-aged officer saluted solemnly.

"Is there any news from Drank Xialan?" Suddenly, Earl Heather asked.

"Report to the Count, Commander Stuhn, who is responsible for cooperating with His Excellency Xia Lan's ambush, has not yet heard back the news." The middle-aged officer said solemnly.

"Is there no news yet?" Earl Heather sighed softly.

"Sir Earl! Look, Stuhn seems to be back."

At this time, the middle-aged officer's eyes lit up and looked at a figure pointing towards someone running towards him in the distance.

"It seems to be Stuhn."

Earl Heather, with poor eyesight, only slightly recognized the figures from afar as they got closer.

Until the other party came to Earl Heather to dismount and salute, the person in front of him was Stuhn himself.

"Sir, please forgive me for being too late."

Stuhn apologized immediately.

"How was the task assigned to you completed? Where are the people of Drank Xialan?" Earl Heather asked directly.

"Sorry, Lord Earl, our plan failed!" Stuhn bowed his head and said, "It was only when we arrived at the pre-defense site that Drank was informed by Drank that Baisize himself had escaped... and Drank left by himself after he finished speaking. He said that since the transaction had been completed, there was no longer any involvement between you and him."

Earl Heather was silent for a while and said, "Where is Bukins?"

"He is dead!" Stuhn said respectfully: "When we rushed to Drank Xialan, he suddenly attacked Bukins, and before leaving, he cut off Bukins' head and took them away."

"So that's it, you all retreat."

Earl Heather chuckled on his old face and waved his hand to signal that they could leave.

The officers who heard the orders disappeared after a moment.

"Baisze, Drank Cialan, Pandelia... Querofe's Morroen... I believe that there will definitely be interesting things that I can't see in the future."

He murmured to himself, and under the protection of his guards, Count Heather began to slowly leave the plain battlefield.

When they passed by a corpse collector who was dragging his body and loading it on a flatbed carriage, suddenly, the corpse collector who couldn't see clearly pulled out a short spear from under the flatbed carriage. In an instant, the short spear suddenly projected towards the Earl Heather, who was guarding the center like lightning.

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Outside a manor outside Cantland, a carriage slowly drove towards the distant avenue under a group of exquisitely-looking guards facing the bitter cold wind.

The small window of the carriage was suddenly opened, and a pretty and cute face looked around.

"Miss Winnie! Do you have any instructions?"

A tall and strong man who was guarding the carriage came forward and asked respectfully.

"Do you see Xia Lan's figure?"

"This... He is not in the team now." The man hesitated.

"What? I saw him just now when we left! Where is he now?" Winnie frowned.

"Miss Winnie, I don't know this either." The man smiled bitterly.

"Oden! I think you should be clear about the consequences of deceiving me! Tell me! Where has Your Excellency Xia Lan been?" Winnie instantly cursed with a cold face.

"Miss Winnie! I really don't know! Your Excellency Xia Lan just explained some things to us before leaving and suddenly disappeared." Oden said with a bitter face.

"What did he tell you?"

"He said that this time we don't have to go to Ebranro, but set out directly towards Querofi! He said that he would have his own way to find us in Querofi!" Oden said truthfully.

"What!?" Winnie exclaimed, and for a while, she suddenly gritted her teeth and said, "I understand. He must be preparing to go to Ebranro alone! No! We must follow him!"

"I'm sorry! Miss Winnie, Your Excellency Xialan has also told us that if you want to go to Ebranro after discovering his whereabouts, we will never allow you to let your behavior!" Oden said with a serious expression.

"Forget it! I'm just a burden to him anyway."

Winnie shook her head, sighed softly and stopped talking. After closing the window, her eyes unconsciously glanced at another person in the car.

Selala!
Chapter completed!