The Hart Legion fought thousands of miles, losing a third of its troops, and finally broke out of the encirclement half a month later and withdrew to the western border of Dia.

What he never expected was that he had met an unexpected person in the camp! That person was none other than Prince Roland, whom he had worked so hard to rescue! Hart was dumbfounded.

"Thank you, Hart!" Prince Roland greeted him gratefully, "I am so worried about your safety that I have even asked Her Highness the Princess for permission to send troops to meet you...... However, Commander Eldred has already gone with two legions to deal with you, so I have to wait here for your safe return!"

"I've lost three thousand of my best warriors for you!" said Hart angrily, "How did you come back?

"We held out in the Silver Horn for more than ten days, and in almost despair, Sylvia's naval fleet finally appeared on the sea. ”

"Sylvia, how did she know you were in the Silver Horn?"

"I made a deal with Pirate Captain Jack to send a ship to transport us back, but Sylvia besieged them all at the Dark Portal. You know the hellish place of the Dark Gate, it's a place of death, with no fresh water, no fruits, vegetables, and no food. Many of Jack's men were sick with scurvy, so he sent someone to negotiate with Sylvia with the helmet I gave him. Taken aback, Sylvia immediately led the fleet to the Silver Horn to relieve the siege. ”

"It seems that the cunning Jack took advantage of this opportunity to escape!"

"Yes...... Jack still has some strength. He had more than a hundred ships, and Sylvia did not dare to risk dividing his forces, so he had to withdraw all the ships......"

"Then you didn't ...... so fast"

"Later, I met Eldrid, and I thought that Her Royal Highness the princess was about to give birth, so I rode the black dragon here together......"

"Look, what have you done?" said Hart, giving him a disgruntled look.

"I've been scolded by Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Prince Roland scratched his head embarrassedly: "But if you can save so many people, it's worth the scolding!"

"It's not that you shouldn't go to the rescue, but you should send someone to report the situation...... You'll have to pay me 10,000 horses, plus 5,000 well-trained cavalry!"

"Oh my God, how dare you speak!" Roland shouted, "If I had so many cavalry, I would have fought all the way back, so why would I have gone to find Pirate Jack?"

"Not now, you will have later!"

"Okay, then I'll make an IOU first, and I'll give it to you when I have it!" Roland patted Hart on the shoulder affectionately: "Call the brothers, let's go have a drink together, I have to thank you very much!"

"Wait, I still have to report to Her Royal Highness the Princess......"

"Then go quickly, I'll be waiting for you here!" Prince Roland watched Hart walk into Princess Catherine's tent.

A few days later, Eleded, who had completed the task, also led his army back to the border.

A military meeting was immediately convened. To Catherine's disappointment and the others, the necromancers did not fight each other! Sandru succeeded in banishing Clauvis and became the leader of the army of the undead.

In the face of the powerful Sandru, everyone will feel uneasy. Princess Catherine had suffered defeat under him, and Prince Roland had suffered even more defeats!

Sandru is very good at using soldiers, and what is even more terrifying is that he also has the cursed armor and the cloak of the ghost king! These two artifacts have already made people talk about the tiger's color, and now he also has the terrifying Death Scythe!

"But I've fought a few battles near Southbanda, and their commander is the vampire king Drokul, not the terrible Sandru!" said Eldrid: "Dragul is a man who is very good at using soldiers, and I didn't take much advantage. ”

"Yes, I didn't run into Sandru on the way back, otherwise I might not have come back!" Hart added.

"Sandru isn't that scary!" Catherine said, cheering up, "Even if he becomes a god, he still has weaknesses!

"I'll tell you the good news, Queen Saiya has delivered thirty cannons and dozens of gunpowder carts from Tekken Castle to the front line!"

"Oh, that's great!" Many heroes have seen the power of cannons firsthand on Tekken Castle, and they are immediately excited.

"But Queen Saiya said that cannons and gunpowder are susceptible to moisture on rainy days and cannot be used. I want to wait until the rainy season is over before launching an offensive, what do you think?"

"Just do as you say!" the heroes began to gear up.

"What do you think?" said Princess Catherine, looking at Prince Roland.

"I have no opinion!" Prince Roland nodded.

"Alright, let's go and prepare! Since they are in a decisive position, let's prepare for a decisive battle!"

The heroes excitedly walked out of their tents, leaving only Princess Catherine and Prince Roland.

Roland stepped forward quietly and hugged the pensive Catherine from behind. Catherine was taken aback, but did not struggle.

Roland caressed Catherine's whole body feverishly, and her rapid breath sprayed on Catherine's neck.

Catherine finally struggled to break free. She looked at Roland with a smirk and shook her head.

"Ahem......" Roland had to suppress his lust and squatted down, leaning his head on Catherine's stomach and listening.

"Oops, I feel him!" Roland grinned, "He punched me, it looks like a powerful ......"

Catherine didn't speak, just smiled slightly, but her brow was locked with a faint melancholy.

"Little one, did you want to come out?" Roland stroked softly, "Come out if you want to come out, I can't wait!"

"Roland ......"

"Huh?" replied Roland, nonchalantly, without stopping.

Catherine sighed and didn't continue.

"What do you want to say?" Prince Roland looked up.

"Nothing ......"

Nothing is good. Roland continued to listen to the baby's heartbeat, gently stroking him through his belly.

Catherine didn't move. Slowly, she began to place her hand on Prince Roland's head, rubbing his unkempt hair.

The rainy season is very boring. Not to mention the mud all over the ground, everything was moldy, even the armor and bowstrings.

How long will it take for this kind of ghost weather to end?

Everyone is waiting. They were waiting for the weather to shine, for Princess Catherine to give birth smoothly, and then to see her riding a horse and commanding thousands of horses again.

The weather has not waited, but the day of Princess Catherine's birth has already arrived!

Her Royal Highness's maids were busy inside and out, and the erudite priest Eldred naturally had to be a midwife.

"Will she do it?" The anxious Roland was so anxious that he circled around: "As far as I know, only a woman who has given birth to a child by herself can be a midwife!"

"Why don't you go?" said Hart, giving him a disgruntled look.

"I wanted to go, but let them get out!" said Prince Roland, wiping his sweat.

"Look at your big hands, clumsy, and almost as good as a sword!" Hartle said: "You have to have a woman to do this kind of fine work!"

"Hart, do you know that a woman's birth is like passing through a ghost gate, and there will always be a few out of ten who can't survive......"

"Don't talk nonsense! Her Royal Highness the princess won't, she's very healthy, I dare say that she can give birth with a soak of urine!"

"Yes, yes, it must be so!" Prince Roland nodded hurriedly. But he was still not at ease, and kept walking back and forth at the door of the tent, peeking in through the gap in the door from time to time.

In the tent, a sweaty Princess Catherine was squatting down with her hands on a rope hanging from the top of the tent.

"Ah...... I feel like I'm going to be torn in two!"

"Come on, come on!" Eldred shouted encouraging, "Hurry, hurry! Push down, hard, hard!"

"Ah......h

"Oh my God, haven't you given birth yet?" Prince Roland's clothes were soaking wet. If it hadn't been for the maids to stop him, I'm afraid he would have rushed in a long time ago.

"Tell the people outside the door to take out all your swords!" cried out Princess Catherine in the tent in pain, "If you see the Grim Reaper coming to Bellerion, drive him away from me at once!"

The heroes guarding the tent immediately drew their swords in a hurry. No one has corrected this order, and the current Grim Reaper is not Bellerion, but the necromancer Sandru!

"You'll be fine, Your Highness...... Hold on, hold on, and work hard!"

"Ah......h

"Go on, keep going...... I can already see her head!"

With a croak, the cry of a baby was finally heard in the tent.

"Do you hear that?" said Prince Roland, jumping to his feet and grasping Hart's shoulders with both hands: "What a nice voice! I dare say he must be a boy!"

"Yes, yes!" Hart was also very excited: "I dare say that it was born in just two bubbles of urine!"

The excited Prince Roland took Hart's hands and began to dance merrily, and after a few turns, he immediately let go of his hands again and began to rush into the tent.

"You wait, Your Highness the Prince......" The maids immediately stopped him, "the baby is bathing, if you open the tent door, the cool breeze blowing in will make her cold......"

"Is it her and not him?" said Prince Roland, standing on his tiptoes, poking his head out in frustration.

Finally, it was time to be able to go in and visit. Prince Roland gently lifted the tent and crept in.

Princess Catherine, with a pale face, was lying weakly on the bed with a swaddling baby in her arms.

"Congratulations, Your Royal Highness the Prince!" said Aedred with a slight squatting salute, "You have given birth to a little princess......

"Ahem, the little princess is the little princess...... Let me hug her!"

Adridrid looked at Princess Catherine with an inquiring gaze. Catherine nodded slightly, but closed her eyes tightly.

Roland carefully took the swaddling clothes, and when he saw it for the first time, his mouth was so surprised that he couldn't close it!

He held the swaddling baby in a daze, his hands suddenly went limp, the swaddling clothes fell on the marching bed, and the cry of a baby was immediately heard in the tent.

"You ......," Catherine opened her eyes angrily.

Prince Roland paused and strode out of the tent.

"Roland, you bastard!" Aldred began to curse.

Hart, who was waiting outside the door, saw Prince Roland rushing out of the tent with a blue face, and he was hit the arm!

"Hey, hey, I said what's the matter with you?" Hart cried as he rubbed his aching shoulder.

"Go and see for yourself!" said Prince Roland, who walked away without looking back.