Chapter 690 Problem teenager?

"Let Fei Rui handle this matter. If there are any problems in the process, you can deal with them directly." Weilin closed the file and handed it to Kyle.

"Yes, my lord."

After the interrogation, Weilin began to patrol the Black Rock Army and the Thousand Fort Army for the next seven days.

In the first half of 9754 of the Glorious Calendar, the Black Rock Army underwent two expansions, and its number of troops swelled from to . Each battalion had men, and was divided into ten battalions. Carlisle and Fei Rui each led five battalions.

Under these two, Weilin selected four people from the surrendered nobles and surrendered generals and appointed them as deputy generals of the Black Rock Army to achieve the purpose of checks and balances.

As for the Thousand Forts Army, with his tacit approval, it has taken over the local defense of the ancient mountain roads in the Stovia region and the Thousand Forts Province, and is responsible for collecting food, collecting commercial taxes, suppressing rebellions, armed missionary work and other matters.

When they reached the border between the Stovia Region and the North Asia Cape Region, two people suddenly emerged from the wilderness in the distance, looked at the army on the road, then turned back to look at the movement in the distance, quickly crossed the road, and went into another farmland.

Red Phosphorus immediately, Weilin looked at this scene, a little curious, turned to Kyle and said: "How about we make a bet."

Kyle looked at the movement in the farmland, his eyes flickering, and nodded, "Master, what are you betting on?"

Hearing Kyle's words, Weilin's mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "A man and a woman, with low strength, in a hurry, looking back frequently, with vigilance and fear in their eyes. Someone must be chasing them. I guess the man and woman must have eloped. What do you think?"

"I guess those two are brother and sister."

Weilin took out a gold coin, with a cunning look in his eyes, and suggested: "How about a bet of one gold coin?"

"Okay." Kyle nodded after hearing that.

"This way."

A sound was heard in the wilderness, and in less than a moment, a team of more than 30 people appeared in front of everyone.

"Go and stop them."

Upon hearing the order, two mid-level silver knights rode forward on their red phosphorus horses and stopped the people who were about to enter the farmland to search.

"Stop."

Upon hearing this, the leader's face changed drastically. He reached out to stop his men, stepped forward to salute, and said in the common language he was not very proficient in: "Sir, we are from the 3rd Battalion of the 12th Army, Viscount Eli Doyle, and we have been ordered to hunt down..."

The silver intermediate knight waved his hand to interrupt the other party and said coldly: "Our master wants to see you."

"Yes Yes."

The middle-aged man in the lead had a big smile on his face and didn't dare to make any rude move.

In the distance, Kyle heard the middle-aged man's words and suddenly laughed: "Haha, Master, it looks like you are going to lose."

"Maybe." Weilin said helplessly.

In less than a moment, the middle-aged man was brought before Weilin.

Looking at the tall red phosphorus horse, the middle-aged man knelt on the ground with a respectful look on his face. His knees made a dull sound when hitting the ground. He said respectfully, "Your Excellency, I am the captain of the third squadron of the Punishment Army under Viscount Eli Doyle of the third battalion of the 12th Army. Following the orders of Viscount Eli, I am searching for members of the resistance army."

Hearing the somewhat clumsy common language, Weilin frowned and asked patiently, "Rebel members, that man and woman, do you know their identities?"

"Those two were the children of a local wealthy businessman. They secretly passed information to the rebels and were reported by a servant. Lord Viscount Eli was furious and ordered their property to be confiscated. The brother and sister received the news in advance and fled from Wheatgrass City. Your subordinates..."

"Okay." Weilin stared at the middle-aged man with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice, "I don't like people deceiving me."

Two silver-level mid-level knights dismounted and drew their knightly swords. With a "clang", the blades and scabbards made a crisp sound. They walked to the middle-aged man and placed their swords on his neck.

Looking at the reflection on the knight's sword, the middle-aged man trembled with fear, his face turned pale, cold sweat dripped from his forehead and dripped onto the ground. His lips trembled slightly, but he dared not make a sound.

As for the so-called punitive troops, they quickly dropped their weapons and squatted on the ground, not daring to have the slightest thought of resistance.

"I'll give you another chance to tell the truth." Weilin looked at the other party and said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged man lay on the ground, not daring to look up, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes... yes, sir."

After being threatened, the middle-aged man dared not hide anything anymore and told everything he knew.

His immediate superior, the deputy general of the Punishment Army, Les, has set his sights on the rich businessman's money and daughter, and wants to offer them to Viscount Eli in order to gain promotion.

Looking at the middle-aged man's expression, he didn't seem to be lying, so he waved his hand and asked the two guards to put away their weapons.

"My Lord, I win."

After hearing Kyle's words, Weilin admitted defeat, took out a gold coin and threw it to the other party.

After doing all this, Weilin turned to Miller and said, "Take your men to capture the brother and sister."

"Yes, my lord."

Miller beat his chest and saluted, then entered the farmland with twelve guards and began searching along the footprints.

The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground lowered his head with a bitter look on his face. If he had known that he would meet an important person, he should not have taken on this troublesome matter. He almost lost his life.

Looking at his master's actions, Kyle understood everything.

The inspection has been boring for half a month, and it is obvious that they are ready to have some fun.

However, this is not a big deal. There is no one in the expeditionary force whose background is greater than that of their master.

Ten minutes later, Miller returned to the main road with a woman on his horse's back. He then put the woman on the ground and bowed respectfully, saying, "My Lord, here are the brother and sister."

Weilin looked down at the woman. She was disheveled and his face was dirty, so he couldn't see her specific features clearly. He immediately lost interest and then turned to look at the man who was struggling on the ground. The man stared at Weilin with hatred in his eyes.

"You have guts." Weilin nodded in praise, then turned to look at Kyle and asked, "Do you need this person?"

Kyle glanced at the boy indifferently and shook his head.

He was very picky in selecting people, and although this young man had good talent, he still did not meet his requirements.

"Enemy, sister, you have decent talent, interesting, very interesting."

Combining what happened to this young man, Weilin seemed to see a son of the plane.

"stand up."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man stood up from the ground swiftly.

"Lead the way."

"Yes, my lord."

The middle-aged man did not dare to delay for a moment. He returned to the team, looked at this group of disappointing subordinates, and cursed them in Ansa language. Then he returned to his respectful appearance and led the way in front.

Two silver-level mid-level knights grabbed the brother and sister and put them on horseback. They followed their master to Wheatgrain City.