How could that be?
These people... they're actually... actually the King of Chambord's men?
What would happen if you angered that Mad Wolf who even beat the Judgment Knight to a pulp? Just thinking about Dianka Zola, the magical genius of the Dean Family, who was almost killed on the Number One Sword-Testing Platform, and Big Beyoncé, the proud daughter of the Big Family whose smooth, jade-like neck was almost snapped, made the officer feel as if a cold, chilling butcher's knife was already at his throat.
"You... you... are you really from Chambord?" the officer asked tremulously, his smile more like a grimace.
Lampard was slightly taken aback by the other party's sudden and drastic change. However, having weathered countless storms, he could guess the reason even though he didn't know the cause and effect. Before their arrival, His Majesty the King must have done something shocking that terrified many people. Just looking at the officer who had been so arrogant and domineering just seconds before, now looking ashen-faced as if he had lost his parents, he could make a guess.
"Of course, it's the people of Chambord! Humph!" The two seemingly simple-minded [ Heng and Ha Generals ] were actually more cunning than the thousand-year-old ghosts. They immediately saw through the reason and puffed out their chests, shouting loudly.
"Ah..."
The surrounding imperial soldiers gasped in shock, their vision blurred, and they felt as if their minds were suddenly filled with dark clouds and flashing lightning. The most arrogant officer, in particular, nearly collapsed in terror, yelling at his men, "You bunch of stupid pigs, you idiots with brains full of fat white maggots! How dare you tie up His Majesty King of Chambord's subjects?! Are you out of your minds?! Untie them now! Untie them right now!!!"
As he spoke, he eagerly grinned and came over to personally untie Lampard and the Heng and Ha Generals.
"Hey, hey, no need, no need to take it off!" Drogba was now really into it, stepping back with a look of lingering anger on his face. "I think this is great, you've stripped me of my armor too, so I can go see His Majesty naked and let him know how his people are being treated."
"Yeah, weren't you being arrogant just now?" Pierce understood what was going on. How could he miss such an opportunity? He immediately chimed in, egging everyone on, "Brothers, give them all the armor His Majesty personally bestowed upon them, and let them take the Crimson Flame Beast that His Majesty personally bred and trained. Didn't we say we were assassins? Heh heh, let's see how His Majesty personally comes to reclaim these things..."
The Saint and the Urban Management were all sleazy types. They had long since learned most of King Majesty the King's style from Sun Fei. Although they didn't understand what was going on, as soon as they saw the two lords making a fuss, they all became like unsatisfied harlots, impatiently urging the imperial soldiers to quickly strip them of their armor and take them away...
The imperial soldiers were suddenly caught in a dilemma.
The fault lies entirely with them. Using the pretext of capturing assassins to make money is something many people do, and even some high-ranking officers are aware of it but turn a blind eye... However, if you offend the wrong person because of this, even the most innocent act will become a grave mistake. If the King of Chambord finds out about this, they will die in vain; no one will seek justice for them. Instead, all the blame will be placed on them to appease the King of Chambord's anger.
The soldiers looked at the officer.
The officer immediately burst into tears.
Thump--!!
"I was wrong..." The officer, his face filled with fear, knelt on the ground, his expression as terrified as a prisoner on an execution ground. "My lords, I... I was really wrong... Whatever compensation you want, I will give you. Please, please, please don't let His Majesty King of Chambord know about this..." As he spoke, tears streamed down his face. He reached into his leather pouch, pulled out all the valuables inside, and held them above his head with both hands, pleading for forgiveness and offering money to Redemption his 'sin'.
Lampard, the Heng and Ha Generals, and some other scoundrels were all a bit stunned.
He was so scared?
Had His King done something earth-shattering while they were away? Or had he married the eldest princess and become the son-in-law of Emperor Yassin of the Empire? Otherwise, why would these Imperial soldiers, who were completely unruly and undisciplined, be so terrified at the mere mention of King Majesty's name, as if Summon by the god of the underworld?
Before they could react, a series of thuds sounded, and hundreds of other imperial soldiers also knelt down.
There's no way around it; who in the 20-mile camp doesn't know of King of Chambord's fearsome reputation?
After the duel at the Number One Sword-Testing Platform at noon today, even if they couldn't win him over, many forces still classified King of Chambord as one of the most dangerous figures who should never be provoked. When the soldiers were carrying out the order to hunt down the assassins, they were repeatedly warned not to provoke King of Chambord... If they had known that these people in front of them were King of Chambord's vassals, even if Daozi was held to their throats, the officers and soldiers would never have provoked these killing gods.
The Heng and Ha Generals and the group of lowly people behind them looked at each other in bewilderment.
Lampard frowned and thought for a moment, then turned to the group and said, "Let's leave this matter here. We've wasted a lot of time on the road. It's more important to see His Majesty first. Don't forget, Brook and Best still have a lot of information to report to His Majesty!" Lampard didn't want to escalate the situation. Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, it was clear that avoiding trouble for His King was the best course of action. Before leaving, Best and Brook had predicted the coming of chaos, and in the midst of disorder, keeping a low profile was the way to survive.
"Alright, this time these vampires will get off easy!" [ The Heng and Ha Generals ] were completely obedient to Lampard's orders.
Bang bang bang bang bang--!
With a series of muffled thuds, the people of Chambord City easily broke free of the magical beast tendon gel ropes binding them by simply spreading their arms slightly without exerting much force.
Unable to witness this, the officers and soldiers' eyelids twitched, a wave of fear washing over them, and cold sweat poured down their backs. These magical beast tendon gel ropes were specially prepared for hunting down powerful assassins; even swords and blades would have difficulty cutting them, yet the Chambord people had opened them as if they were freed from straw... Gods above, who are these people? Are they all Tyrannosaurus Rex beasts in human skin?
The state is corrupt, and its subjects are corrupt too!
What kind of people are the people of Chambord?
Reaching out from the kneeling, pleading officer, Drogba snatched the money from the leather pouch, counted it with a grin, and shamelessly stuffed it all into his own bag. Then, he and his gang of scoundrels searched the kneeling soldiers, looting everything they could get their hands on. They then mounted their Crimson Flame Beast warhorses, the first one holding aloft the pass offered by the officer, and galloped away like a swarm of locusts...
Watching the Chambord people excitedly and noisily disappear into the distance, the officer and a group of Imperial soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had just seen off a group of terrifying, bloodthirsty demons.
"They're gone, finally gone... Waaaaah!"
Looking at their empty purses, the officers and soldiers wept. "Damn the Chambord people! How could they be so greedy? Every purse has been ransacked, and they haven't been left with a single copper coin."
As they approached the wooden gate of the 20-mile camp, Lampard and his men spotted Sun Fei, Čech, Oleg, Torres, and others waiting there.
"Your Majesty!" The warhorse galloped up to them, and a group of people jumped down from their horses to pay their respects.
"Hahaha, finally everyone's here! Now, my Chambord City expeditionary force is finally complete..." Sun Fei laughed heartily as he helped everyone up. He glanced around and immediately noticed that in just over half a month, their strength had increased significantly. Frank Lampard's Lightning Dou Qi had already subtly reached the Five-Star Class Intermediate Stage —an unbelievable rate of improvement, as if he had once cultivated Lightning-Element Dou Qi. The [ Heng and Ha Generals ] Pierce and Drogba also seemed to have broken through, both reaching the Three-Star Mid Stage. The other Saint and Urban Management also showed remarkable growth. It seemed the potential contained in the [ Hulk Potion ] had been gradually squeezed and unleashed by the soldiers.
"More from Chambord? Among these new faces, there are several very strong experts..."
" Chambord reinforcements? That's astonishing. How could such a small, sixth-tier vassal state have so many experts? That red-haired, burly man with the black sash on his back... his strength is unpredictable. I can't even gauge his abilities... How is this possible?"
"I originally thought the Chambord people only had King of Chambord as their sole expert, so their threat in the Martial Combat Competition was limited. Who knew they had hidden so many other masters... This Martial Combat Competition is going to really change things up. At least the alliance of the ten first-class vassal states will no longer be able to dominate! Hahaha, interesting, very interesting!!"
Among the onlookers, some observant individuals witnessed an unbelievable scene: the power of the Chambord Archers filled them with fear.
Soon, reinforcements arrived from Chambord, including several highly skilled individuals. News of this spread rapidly throughout the vassal state's military camps and the capital. This turn of events surprised and astonished many. The evaluation of Chambord City, this small sixth-rank vassal state, changed countless times in a short period of time. People seemed to sense that a terrifying beast lurking in the shadows was gradually revealing itself, baring its ferocious Teeth!
Who will be the first victim to fall beneath the Teeth of this terrifying beast from the remote countryside?
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