Lord: I am in a world of pain, raising a girl

"It's not that hard to kill a zombie." Field's confidence increased, and he casually shook off the blood on his sword.

"Lord, be careful!"

Another half-body zombie took advantage of the opportunity to crawl over and was about to bite Field's ankle. At the critical moment, Ashina picked up the dung fork on the wooden wheelbarrow and stabbed it into the zombie's back, nailing it to the ground.

"Huh! Good job!"

Field was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He stepped back a few steps, his heart pounding wildly, and he almost got the poison!

Although the corpse poison can be cured by the clergy of the church, the price is extremely high. Without a hundred gold coins, don't think about curing it.

After barely recovering from the severe palpitations, Field breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed Ashina's head, and thanked her: "As a life-saving grace, I will reward you with a gold coin, Ashina!"

Ashina was so happy that her eyes became golden. She had never seen so much money since she was a child: "Hey? Really? In fact, this is what I should do."

The corpses are not like the zombies in horror movies. As long as weapons are pierced into their bodies, they will cause damage to the corpses.

More corpses surged up and attacked the wall of wooden wheel carts with their fangs and claws.

But the slaves behind the caravan saw that the corpses were not strong and could not attack them through the wooden wheel carts. What's more, their lord and the weak girl dared to fight back. Many men picked up farm tools and launched a counterattack against the zombies outside the car array.

Field was also unambiguous and raised his sword to continue killing the enemy.

As blood flowers splashed, a large number of corpses fell under the farm tools and Field's sword.

"Wow!"

At the same time, a scream was heard. One of Connor's cavalrymen was grabbed by the cloak by a rotten corpse dressed as a village woman while marching in formation. The cavalryman kicked his legs and fell backwards.

"Crack~"

The cavalryman's head hit the ground after a sudden fall, and the unlucky guy immediately stopped moving.

Connor was so angry that he cursed: "Fuck! Trash!"

What made him even more angry was that Field was not scared to death, but was calmly commanding the slaves.

"Cut off the heads of each corpse, pile them together, and burn them on the spot." Field made up for the knowledge of corruption along the way. The corpses of these corrupted humans are extremely harmful to the environment. If left alone, they will soon become a new source of pollution. Field frowned and hesitated as he looked at the gray fog in the distance. "It's not a good sign to encounter so many zombies before arriving at the Night Territory."

Although the family disliked him and wanted to exile him, it was too cruel to drive him into the pile of corpses.

"Thank you for your help, sir."

The fleeing refugee knelt forward as if he had seen his father, then crawled in front of Field and kissed his boots.

"May the God of War illuminate your future!"

Field accepted it calmly, glanced at the refugees who looked like beggars, and asked: "Where are you from? How can there be so many rotten corpses? Shouldn't those corrupted creatures be blocked by the towering walls of Kashan Fortress?"

"It's the death haze! The gray fog from the north penetrated the walls of the fortress and enveloped our Oak Village. Because it was night, most people in the village were corrupted by the gray fog in their sleep and turned into rotten corpses. Only we escaped." The villagers were very scared, as if they remembered extremely terrifying memories, and they were shaking like sieves.

Gray fog, also known as death haze, is said to be the root of corruption. It is mixed in the air. When inhaled by animals and plants, it will quickly kill the host and transform them into corrupted monsters.

Only those with lord abilities or the chosen ones can be immune.

In addition, buying the church's atonement lamp can dispel the gray fog. Of course, the price was expensive. Field spent fifty gold coins to buy two lamps, but it was for the sake of the nobles.

Field listened to their confession quietly, frowned and said: "Where is your lord? As far as I know, every border fortress will have a chosen one sitting in it, and it is impossible for the gray fog to penetrate."

"The baron and the chosen one went to investigate the traces of the cult. Only the baron's son is in the castle."

"Let's go, let's go see the owner here." After everyone was organized, Field got on the horse.

To reach the Night Territory, you need to get the permission of the local baron.

After arriving at the Kashan Fortress, Field was shocked by the towering fortress. The continuous stone walls and prototype towers, together with the mountains, formed a solid and towering defense system. On the walls where horses can ride, there are crossbows, catapults and oil pans everywhere. With such armaments, even if a 100,000-strong army besieged, there was nothing they could do except hit their heads and bleed. Flying griffin flags can be seen everywhere, proclaiming the majesty of the old empire.But the biggest problem is.

"Where are the people?"

Field was dumbfounded. There was no one on the entire outer wall. Looking around, it was bare.

Connor was also very scared, his face pale: "Could it be that the orcs attacked by surprise! If the orcs broke through the Kashan Fortress, the entire province would fall instantly."

"It shouldn't be, otherwise it wouldn't be so quiet."

Fortunately, after advancing a distance, Field saw the torches burning on the inner city of the fortress.

"Don't get close, who are you?" Someone shouted on the wall. Under the reflection of the torches, there were crowds of people, and it can be seen that there are sufficient troops in the castle.

Why did they suddenly abandon the outer military stronghold? Field had doubts.

"I am Baron Field of the Ross family. I am going to the Night Territory to take office. Please open the gate of the Kashan Fortress and let us go out."

The officer who shouted seemed very embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he called a young man, who was the son of Baron Bull.

"No! My father hasn't come back yet, so don't try to trick the castle door open! Leave here, or I'll shoot you."

Listening to the resolute response from the wall, Field's mouth twitched, guessing that the young man was frightened by the rotting corpse, and immediately shouted: "It's me, Field, I donated money here, remember? I'm not your enemy."

"Isn't it just a few stinky coins? The whole empire has to send money to the border, who the hell are you, and you deserve me to remember. You stinky outsider, you're embarrassing yourself by running bulls."

"Damn it, it turns out that there are not many good people among the nobles." Field's teeth were almost broken. The original owner's last good deed ended up in vain. If Field didn't have soldiers, he would have wanted to attack the city immediately, but he still patiently said: "I saved these villagers halfway, you..."

Before Field finished speaking, he heard abuse.

"Damn it, do you think there is too much food in my castle? Who told you to save those stupid things? You nosy guy, if you dare to bring them closer, I will shoot you immediately."