The screams rang out, and Bruce and the others became nervous, thinking that they had been attacked by Woolf again, but just as everyone drew their weapons, they saw a girl in a thick linen skirt jumping out of a caravan, and her forehead was still covered with white linen.

"What's going on?" Bruce looked at the girl who jumped out of the caravan and staggered away from the caravan in surprise.

"I'll send someone to catch her right away." Stukov hurriedly said to Bruce.

But before Stukov could send someone to catch the fleeing girl, he saw a nimble figure rush forward, clamped the girl's neck with his arm, and the girl fainted as soon as he used force.

"Eve?" Seeing that the person who grabbed the girl turned out to be the huntress Eve, Bruce looked at her curiously.

Ignoring the astonished crowd, Eve took the girl on her shoulders and threw her back into the caravan, before she came to Bruce with her bow on her back.

"What's going on?" Bruce pointed to the caravan and asked Yve, could the huntress be a lily-oriented royal sister.

"This is the trophy I caught on the battlefield." Eve shook a piece of linen rope in her hand, the belongings she used to tie her prey.

"Spoils?" Bruce glanced at him suspiciously, but when the rebels were routed, some nobles and soldiers did capture some serfs and their families who had not had time to escape, and these captives were strung with ropes and taken away.

"Yes." Eve turned away without telling Bruce that the girl had been captured from the hills.

That night, when the girl Ishana bit Eve's palm and let out a scream, Eve quickly hit her in the head with her fist, knocking her unconscious.

Strangely, Eve could have killed her, but instead of doing so, she took her to Camp Glinton, where Anne bandaged the wound on Aishana's head.

Unbeknownst to Ashana, Woolf thought she had been killed, so desperately seeking revenge on Grinton and Bruce, she opened her eyes to the top of the caravan, her body swaying with the carriage.

"I, where am I?" Aishana sat up, clutching her head, the pain of being hit in the head by Eve.

"Oops." Lying in the caravan were seriously wounded soldiers, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of herbs, and Aishana looked at the wounded soldiers around her, some of them had linen wrapped around their stomachs, and some only had half of their arms left.

"Wow~~." When Aishana saw a man whose face had been slashed, his nose had been slashed off, and half of his face was gone, leaving only the white bones of Sensen, finally Aishana couldn't help but scream, and she jumped out of the caravan.

Ashana was thrown back into the caravan by Eve and followed Bruce's army towards Glinton when Woolf jumped into Theodore's river, the icy water washing away the blood from his body.

"Uh-huh." After Woolf had washed the blood off his body, he barely climbed onto the shore and lay down on the grass, looking up at the sky and panting.

"Loki, God of Darkness, thank you for keeping me alive, but I won't give up my revenge." Woolf stretched out his hand and opened his palm, as if to cover the sky, but it was only to cover his eyes.

"Click~." At this moment, suddenly one foot stepped on the grass beside the riverbank, and the dead branch made a sound.

"Who is it?" Woolf rolled over with a spirit, and he reached out and grabbed a pebble by the river, using it as his weapon.

The Greenton militia had been walking for a day, and as the sun was setting, they came across a manor, and green smoke was rising from the chimneys of the houses within the low walls, which looked like they should be inhabited.

"Lord Baron, it seems to be some squire's estate." Baron Leopold rode a horse and walked side by side with Bruce, Baron Leopold's territory was close to the Duke's castle, but because his own soldiers were lost in the battle, and if he had a small retinue, he was likely to encounter robbers and bandits, so he accepted Bruce's kindness and marched with Bruce.

"This shouldn't be the way we came." Bruce looked around, and the section they had come to was the King's Road, the so-called King's Road, built in the old imperial era, paved with gravel, fine sand and asphalt, which could be carried by two carriages side by side, and although it had been hundreds of years, it was still the best road in the territory.

"It's another way, but it's a shortcut." Baron Leopold said to Bruce.

"Stop moving." Bruce ordered the army to halt their advance and prepare to rest here for the night, and the Greenton militia leaned against the low wall, placing their weapons on the low wall.

"Squeak~~." When Bruce and the others came to the outside of the manor, the owner of the house was very nervous, opened the crack in the door and carefully observed.

"Excuse me, is the owner here?" Bruce and Baron Leopold stood outside the door, calling out to the houses in the manor.

"I am the master here, Ignas. Elsie, my father is Ignath. Albert. The door opened, and a man in a jacket stepped out, with an iron sword in his hand, and he looked warily at the two men outside the room, and the soldiers leaning against the low wall of his manor.

"Oh, I'm Lord of Grand Greenton, Baron of the Locke family, Bruce. Locke. ”

"I'm the Baron of Leopold."

Bruce and Baron Leopold reported their names to the owner of the house, and when they reported their names to the owner of the house, the hostility of the other party decreased, and he smiled and rehung his sword on the wall.

"It turns out to be two honorable barons, please come in!" Ignas said to the two.

"Is it a distinguished guest?" And from Ignass came a beautiful lady, with flaxen-colored hair, and her clothes were not gorgeous, but she had the air of a mature woman.

"Yes, let's go and prepare food, we're going to treat these guests well." Ignas said as he turned to his wife.

"Looks like we're going to have a lot of food to prepare." Ignas's wife looked outside, and she saw the soldiers by the low wall, and said with some concern.

"Rest assured, the soldiers have their own dry rations, they just need to borrow some firewood from your land." Bruce hurriedly said to Ignath.

"Of course, there is no problem, there are quite a few trees in the woods next to it." Ignaus nodded and said to them.

Bruce and Baron Leobert entered the house, and they saw that it was a simple but clean house, with a bunch of purple lavender near the window.

"It's a quiet manor." Baron Leopold sat down enviously and said.

"Thank you for your compliments, it's my honor to be able to entertain two nobles here." Ignas smiled, one side of his house was connected to the kitchen, a cook and two maids were busy, Bruce and the others arrived just in time for the meal, and the hostess also went into the kitchen to help.

"There, you're too polite." Bruce and Leopold thanked the lord of the manor once again.

Soon the wooden table was filled with sumptuous food, a whole chicken on the plate, and a few eggs around the chicken, I don't know what spices the hostess used, but the whole roast chicken was fragrant.

"It was so delicious, and after the damn war, my greatest wish was to be able to sit down and eat such a delicious meal." Baron Leopold tore the chicken with his hands, and after he ate it to his heart's content, he still sucked the oil from his fingers.

"That's right." Bruce didn't bother to look up and speak, he thought that this dinner was indeed delicious.

"War, what kind of battle did the two barons go through?" Ignaus asked curiously.

"Dad, Mom, there are a lot of people out there, are they soldiers?" At this moment, two little boys broke in from outside the door, holding small wooden swords in their hands, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Oh, don't be rude, these are two distinguished guests." Ignas hurriedly said to the two little boys who threw themselves into his arms.