The town has a population of only a few thousand households, and it is actually garrisoned by some human militia, and not a single undead can be found in it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When the baron's forces arrived, the poorly equipped militia of Sok Town were crushed at the touch of a button, and most of them were killed and wounded before they could even put up any real resistance.

The rest either fled or became prisoners.

The town was recaptured all too easily.

The liberation of a town from the hands of the undead is a very good feat.

But Baron was not fully basking in the joy of retaking the town.

Originally, all his men, including the Baron himself, thought that the people would be grateful for his rescue. They even thought that the townsfolk would spontaneously come to greet the hero who rescued them with flowers, food, and wine.

However, the reality is that with the exception of a few who are actually happy with the former mayor, most of the people are insensitive, and even some young people are clearly hostile to the human army that has come to their rescue.

What happened in the short ten days that were occupied by the undead?

Perhaps the interrogation of the captives will bring answers.

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A well-tied captive was soon brought to the baron's military tent.

This man is said to be the leader of the enemy army.

Looking at the captive, Baron felt angry.

As a human being, he actually assisted the undead to rule over his own kind.

It's a shame.

And this traitor actually behaved confidently, obviously did not admit his guilt, and dared to look at himself.

It's shameless to the point of inexplicability.

"Why treason?"

Let's not talk about anything else, a big hat will be buttoned first.

"We are not treasonous. You indiscriminate butchers. ”

The young man was one of the few who actually put up a fierce resistance, so he was wounded.

At this time, although he was simply bandaged, he was still sweating profusely, and his face was blue and his lips were white.

But he spoke very hard.

"Do you still have to quibble?" The baron was even angrier.

"We're just elected members of the Townsfolk Council. It's just about negotiating with the attacking undead and managing and guarding the town after they leave. Besides, even if we are treasonous, the Empire has never treated us people well, so why should we be loyal to it? ”

Look at the conversation. This young man is insightful.

"Are you literate, young man?"

“…… Yes. ”

"Didn't your teacher teach you what loyalty is?"

"As I said, we are not treasonous. If praying to the undead to spare the lives of the townspeople is a bargain. We did make a deal. But so what? I don't remember personally swearing allegiance to the Empire, and a hundred or two years ago, it wasn't the Empire's sphere of influence. The most important thing is that for us civilians, being able to eat and survive is the most important thing. ”

"That's interesting. Can the undead feed you and live? It would be nice that you don't be used as a source of blood and corpses. ”

"That's what I thought at first......"

The young man's tone was a little hesitant. But he immediately continued, "The old mayor, the knights, and the tax collector fled before the undead army called. There is simply no one left to lead and protect us. No one was warned, so many did not have time to flee in advance. Everyone was scared. But the Darkmoon Empire Army agreed on the tax rate with us, the members of the Guild who had been temporarily elected, and left. I've seen them do nothing wrong with humans, and they let all humans who want to leave on their own. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Farmers are exempt from tax if their land is less than ten acres, and the annual income of ordinary families is also exempt if it is less than five silver eagle coins, and the tax rate is only half of that stipulated by the town mayor. Moreover, it was agreed that there would be no forced labor in the future. If the Empire had treated us the same way in the past, we would have lived at ease. But as soon as you come, you kill people indiscriminately, is this how the nobles treat the people? ”

It seems that this is the reason why the townspeople have a blunt and strange attitude towards their soldiers who have sacrificed their blood to defend their homeland and country.

Betrayal of the state for the sake of a little tax. It is indeed a group of people who have no sense of honor at all.

So what to do with this person?

In the face of an aristocratic lord like himself, the ordinary empty-minded fools would have been so frightened that they were lying on the ground and trembling.

The fact that this young man can speak so generously seems to be not only a little insightful, but also a little courageous.

It's a pity that he has no background, is too tactful, and his attitude towards the empire is too disrespectful and disloyal.

It seems that this young man still has some influence among the townspeople, and to keep him will slander both the country and himself.

Punish them severely, so as to warn these people not to commit treason.

Since the evidence of the crime is conclusive, I have also confessed. So......

"Your name is ......"

“…… My name is Abtt...... My lord. ”

Hearing the other party ask for his name, the young man's tone softened a little.

"All right, Abt. You colluded with the undead and rebelled against the Imperial forces by force. I. Lord Taima, Baron Barron, Baron of the Empire, in the name of the Empire of Light, condemns you to death. ”

The young man pursed his lips and said nothing.

It's tough.

"Any last words?"

"Go to hell."

Instead of seizing this last chance to beg for mercy, the young man cursed.

"Good. You've made it so much easier. ”

The baron waved his hand. Motioned for his men to drag the young man out.

Suddenly, several blood-colored half-moon-shaped energy blades flashed away in the military tent.

The energy blade flew so fast that it was almost impossible for the baron's eyes to catch it.

He saw that several of his guards remained unaware and shattered into pieces, blood splattered everywhere in the military tent, and the baron himself was drenched in blood.

He took a few steps back, surprised.

Is it this youth?

No way, his expression was definitely much more wonderful than his own, and he was also drenched in blood and internal organs.

And judging from this power, it is obviously a combat skill that can only be used by masters above the grandmaster level. Even if this young man has been training since his mother's womb, it is absolutely impossible to use it.

There must be someone hiding here: "Come out!" Sneaky guys. ”

"Oh, he's brave and smart."

A coquettish voice rang out, and a bat flew down from a dark corner at the top of the tent.

The black mist rises, and the bat turns into a young woman in a beautiful dress with a hot body.

The baron's pupils shrank.

His family was very knowledgeable about the undead and immediately recognized it as a vampire.

A vampire nobleman with strength above the Grandmaster rank.

Hell, how could you encounter such a powerful high-level undead in such a peripheral place?

How could some crappy necromancer have the ability to summon such a powerful high-level undead?

The rumors are wrong, the high-end combat power of the undead army is stronger than that in intelligence, and the empire may be in big trouble if it doesn't pay attention to this.

"My name is Mary, and you can call me Mary."

The young woman greeted the baron slightly, then turned to the young man who was standing there and winked, and said, "I think your style of behavior is very much to my liking, do you want to consider really doing things for us?" A chance to get unlimited lives, oh ......" (To be continued.) )