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

Field pressed forward domineeringly, and the sharp palm wind attacked from the left and right.

"I surrender! I surrender!" Ashina was at a loss for words, "How could I really attack you? But please be normal and don't bully me."

"Have you surrendered? You are too weak."

Surrender means admitting defeat, and if you admit defeat, you will give up the defeat animation.

Field's palm wind was still powerful, hitting Ashina firmly, although the attack power was zero.

"Uh-huh, please stop! Please, I don't want to hurt you when I fight back."

Ashina blushed, groaned, felt numb, and was a little unstable.

The sweet and sticky female fragrance kept pouring into the nose, completely destroying Field's proud rationality.

With the non-existent strength advantage, Field easily overwhelmed the Chosen One, grabbed her shrinking and trembling feet with one hand, and pressed her down with the other hand.

"Haha, the power of the Chosen One is just so so. You are so tired after taking my palm. How ridiculous."

The first Chosen One will be crushed by me at the same level! Field's blood boiled.

No one in this world can defeat the combat Chosen One at the same level.

"Well... Don't, my power will go out of control. It's hard to hold back the raging power." Asina couldn't control herself anymore. Her sharp nails gently pierced Field's skin. The itchy tingling sensation and countless silky feelings made Field's brain crash directly.

"Hehe, little she-wolf, don't look down on humans. Let me show you the real power of humans!"

Completely crazy!

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General plot: Field and Asina talked about the social background, historical significance, and event evaluation of the enclosure movement, and the two had a deep discussion on it.

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"Okay, okay, sir, I'm very tired." Ashina yawned with dark circles under her eyes, "The enclosure movement is too profound. Your knowledge has filled my head and I can't learn any more."

"As expected of me, the Northern Lion." Field stood up with full energy, almost fell down, but still asked coldly, "Do you still dare to play the enclosure movement? Do you want to do the primitive accumulation of capital?"

"I dare not." The girl answered inarticulately, and then fell into a deep sleep, muttering, "Knowledge, all mastered."

"Okay, next we will target the King of the Chosen Ones. But before that, let's go to Maple Leaf City to trade. No, eat and drink first, I'm starving."

Field felt that he was weaker than ever. This battle was actually a lose-lose situation.

Because he would leave the Night Territory for a while, Field needed to complete all the territory affairs, so he was particularly busy.

Three days later.

"Sir, the goods have been loaded." Asina pushed open the door. She was still wearing a maid outfit, and there was nothing unusual. She gently reminded, "The army has also assembled."

"Well, go to the quarry and call Rosaria." Field put down the feather pen and stretched.

Rosaria has been clearing out corpses recently. When she is free, she goes to the quarry to cut stones.

She can also cut hard stones with a big sword.

Asina asked in confusion: "Is Rosaria going too? There will be no one to protect the territory."

"The territory will be handed over to the remaining troops. This time I will only bring five infantry and cavalry, and they will be responsible for managing the slaves. The battle on the road will be left to you. Rosaria will not take action until the critical moment."

"Is there any special action?" Asina keenly noticed the problem.

For ordinary actions, Field will definitely leave a chosen one at home.

Field nodded: "Yes, that's why I brought the potion."

While the two were chatting, Rosaria came in through the window by herself, casually throwing off her black robe. She glanced at Ashina with a sour look and said angrily: "From today on, I will not go anywhere except to Field's side, so as not to be persecuted by a beast who actually snatched my foot slave."

I think you look like you want to persecute me. Besides, what a special foot slave!

Field rubbed his eyebrows.

Rosaria grinned at Ashina, while Ashina made a face smugly.

"Everyone, stop making trouble. Business is important." Field stopped the two from making trouble, "Rosaria, I'm sorry to have you stay in the carriage."

"No, I'm actually very easy to hide."

After that, Rosaria turned into countless blood lines and poured into the Gluttony Greatsword. Only one blood line drilled into Field's neck, connecting the greatsword to Field.

"How about it, disguised as a divine weapon." Rosaria's proud voice echoed in my ears.

"Really." Field reached out and picked up the Gluttony Great Sword, swung it a few times, and it was as light as nothing, "So light."

"Actually, I'm fuckingControl, otherwise it will be very heavy. "

"Okay, let's go." Field wrapped up the gluttonous sword and put it on his back.

The people downstairs, such as Tiechui, were already fully armed, carrying square shields and halberds, standing straight, waiting for Field's order.

"Sir, don't you take the wine to sell?" Kao asked in confusion.

"Don't take it for now. Taking out the wine too frequently will greatly reduce the value of the wine. Sell it later." Field personally checked the goods and mounted his warhorse, "Let's go, target Maple Leaf Territory."

Maple Leaf Territory, the sky was dark, and more than fifty strong figures gathered together.

In the rising flames, the torches were lit, so they could see each other clearly.

"I was so fucking happy to kill, did you see that scene? The spear stabbed into the belly of the female official, and urine flowed out. "A man with natural curly hair, wearing leather armor and a breastplate on his chest.

"The Maple Leaf Territory's defense is really weak. You can easily sneak in by pretending to be a refugee." Another man with a thick beard kept wiping the blood off his long knife, "Hey, magician, killing people and finding lost goods are two different prices."

"Don't worry, Bloody Hand, I won't treat you unfairly." The man in a red robe laughed.

"Who are you going to kill?" Bloody Hand bent his fingers and made a terrifying clicking sound.

The magician took out a portrait: "Kill this baron."

"Clang~"

Bloody Hand drew his knife directly: "Are you kidding me? No wonder you are so mysterious, it turns out you are here to die. "

The mercenaries' eyes changed immediately, and they pointed their weapons at the mage, their eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent, many of them spitting thick phlegm and cursing "bad luck".

Killing the baron, why? Because of women, power or land? It is not important to the Bloody Hand Mercenaries. What is important is that the baron has fully armed guards, heavy cavalry that can crush everything, and if he is unlucky, he will encounter fighting knights, and then kill them all like cutting melons and vegetables.