Chapter 142

The people in the Night Territory were confused, but the battles in recent days made them obey 100%.

The sound of the mechanism was heard immediately.

A blood flower burst out of thin air, and then four or five bodies pierced by crossbow arrows fell out.

The invisibility potion will become ineffective when attacked or when actively attacking.

"Damn it, I've been discovered." The invisible God's Chosen was shocked, knowing that his whereabouts had been exposed. He glared at Field hatefully and immediately led the army to charge, "You die!"

With the enemy's charge, the entire escort convoy was completely exposed.

"The uncontracted Chosen Ones are hiding in those boxes. We have to snatch them." Field was not panicked at all. He took out the hickory crossbow from the right side of the warhorse, aimed at the other party's beautiful face, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The crossbow arrow passed through the space and shot out. Field didn't need to see if he shot it or not. He shouted, "There is another enemy Chosen One here!"

As soon as he said this, two people from his own camp immediately flashed out, intercepted the enemy, and beat him up righteously.

"Great."

Field was ecstatic, glanced around, and immediately urged the soldiers: "Snatch those boxes for me, quickly!"

"Charge!"

The people of the Night Leader shouted and went up to fight.

"Whoever sees it will get a share!"

"Let's go up and rob it too."

Seeing this, the surrounding coalition forces' eyes instantly turned red. Seeing that the other party was escorting the convoy in such a grand manner, they knew that there must be valuable things in the boxes, and they all became greedy. Robbery was the favorite thing for both nobles and soldiers. Everyone immediately gave up fighting the rebels and joined the snatch war.

The poor two hundred infantry, no matter how elite they were, could not resist the noble army that surrounded them from all directions. They fought desperately, but were still chopped into meat paste.

Field took advantage of the small map and easily found the box containing the Chosen One. The soldiers also took three large boxes.

"Why is it like playing Cloud Top Tactics?" Field saw that many people ran away with the boxes, and cursed twice in dissatisfaction. It was obviously he who discovered the enemy army, so he should take the lion's share of the spoils. "Forget it, just take the most valuable things, otherwise, with the nature of the nobles, they will vomit as much as they eat."

The battlefield was too chaotic, and it was impossible for him to eat all the spoils. In fact, he was also picking up leaks. All the spoils on the battlefield, in theory, could not be touched, and had to be handed in. After the governor personally "counted" them, they could be distributed.

However, in the time it took to drink a sip of water, the boxes were divided up.

"All of them are magic potions, hahaha, I'm going to make a fortune!" A noble opened the box with his eyes wide open, and saw that the box was filled with magic potions. Before he could be happy, someone next to him suddenly reached out and snatched two bottles.

"Quick, quick, grab them for me"

"That's mine."

"I don't accept it. Why should I fight the rebels to death while you take the benefits?"

Everyone started to fight for it. The nobles who didn't get it were envious and crazy. When they saw that Field had taken four of them, they immediately became anxious and sent troops to grab them.

"How shameless."

Field cursed, and seeing that the nobles had already turned their backs on him, he immediately gathered his troops and ran away. He would only be robbed if he stayed here.

The balance of victory quickly tilted to the coalition side. The rebels were repelled and retreated back into the city. The greedy coalition had lost interest in fighting and began to rob the spoils. They not only looted the rebels' property, but also their own property. Even if the supervisors beheaded more than a dozen people, it would not help.

Field retreated back to the camp. The chevaux de frise and the army blocked the greedy nobles. He hurriedly counted the spoils.

Rubbing his hands excitedly, Field said happily: "It's like opening a blind box, so happy."

Opening the first box, bottles of gorgeous magic potions were stacked together, with cotton in the middle.

Take out a bottle at random, and the bottle is marked with "three" in the language of this world.

"Fuck, take off, third-level fighting spirit magic potion!" Field couldn't believe it, and his hands trembled slightly with excitement. "If these are all third-level magic potions, I will eat spicy strips in the future, and throw a bag for every one I eat."

After checking the box, Field was surprised to find that it was really all third-level magic potions, and the value was inestimable.

After being happy, Field rubbed his chin, revealing a resentful expression: "Those boxes that were robbed, could there be fourth-level or fifth-level potions? No, I'm suddenly unhappy, I have to take a small notebook to record this grudge."

The other two boxes are magic cores.

Because he has been in the Night Territory, Field has hardly come into contact with Warcraft. Magic cores come from Warcraft and are often used to make high-end equipment or for magicians.

Although they are not used now, they are all valuable things.

"Save the good stuff for last."

Field licked the corner of his mouth and used a longThe halberd pried open the last box.

A girl was tied up and thrown inside, her mouth stuffed with silk cloth, gray hair and gray eyes, long hair like silk scattered to her waist, a slender body, ice-like jade skin, tearful eyes, staring at Field angrily, and immediately lowered her head pitifully.

The Chosen One!

"Hehehe." Field laughed like an elder of the Soul Hall, and then realized that he was very perverted. He immediately changed to a gentle attitude and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I am not in the same group with them. I will take the cloth from your mouth now, don't scream."

The girl stared timidly for a moment, and then nodded vigorously.

"Boo~" Field took off the silk cloth.

"Ahem~" The girl coughed twice, took a deep breath of fresh air, twisted her body twice, but failed to break free from the rope. She turned her head and looked at Field, "Please, don't kill me, I...I..."

The girl said "I" for a long time, but couldn't find a reason to stop being killed.

"I didn't say I was going to kill you." Field laughed.

After a moment of silence, the girl asked, "Where is this?"

"This is Nogaisk City in Itaven Province." Seeing that the other party was still confused, Field immediately added, "The Holy Griffin Empire."

"Ah? You actually came here..."

Field glanced at the rope on her body and said in confusion, "Hey? Aren't you the Chosen One? Why can't you even break free from the rope?"

"What do you know? I'm paralyzed. Besides... I just woke up not long ago, so I'm not very powerful yet." The girl barely recovered from her fear. Hearing this, she was embarrassed and uneasy, "No, how do you know I'm the Chosen One?"

Field waved his hand: "You are being escorted alone, so it should be more important. I guessed randomly."

"Then you guessed right, untie me quickly." The girl was like a caterpillar, constantly wriggling and rolling on the ground. The purple long skirt was constantly pulled up by the rope, revealing her snow-white thighs, and the little white rabbit was also outlined with a high and raised range. She screamed, "Don't look around!"