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 inspect the Black Rock Army and the Thousand Fortress Army for the next seven days.

In the first half of the 9754th year of the Glorious Calendar, the Black Rock Army expanded twice, and its number of people expanded from 12,000 to 30,000. Each battalion was 3,000 people, divided into ten battalions, and Carlisle and Fei Rui each led five battalions.

Under the two of them, 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 Fortress Army, with his tacit consent, it has taken over the local defense of the Gorge Mountain Ancient Road in the Stovia Region and the Thousand Fortress Province, 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 Corner Region, two people suddenly emerged from the wilderness in the distance, looked at the army on the road, then looked back at the movement in the distance, quickly crossed the road, and entered another farmland.

Red Phosphorus Horse, 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 flickered, nodded and said: "Master, what to bet?"

Hearing Kyle's words, Weilin's mouth curled up slightly, and he said: "A man and a woman, weak, hurried, frequently looking back, with vigilance and fear in their eyes, there must be someone 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 cunning in his eyes, and suggested: "How about a bet of one gold coin?"

"Okay." Kyle nodded after hearing this.

"This way."

There was a sound 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."

Two silver-level mid-level knights heard the order, drove their red phosphorus horses forward, and stopped the people who were about to enter the farmland to search.

"Stop."

The leader's face changed drastically when he heard this. He stretched out his hand to stop his subordinates, stepped forward to salute, and said in a common language that he was not very proficient in: "Sir, we are from Viscount Eli Doyle of the Third Battalion of the Twelfth Army. We are ordered to hunt down..."

The silver-level mid-level knight waved his hand to interrupt the other party and said coldly: "Our lord wants to see you."

"Yes, yes."

The middle-aged man in the lead was smiling, not daring to be rude.

In the distance, hearing the middle-aged man's words, Kyle suddenly laughed: "Haha, lord, it seems you are going to lose."

"Maybe." Weilin said helplessly.

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

Looking at the tall red phosphorus horse, the middle-aged man knelt on the ground with respect on his face. His knees made a dull sound on the ground, and he said respectfully: "Respected sir, I am the captain of the third squadron of the Punishment Army under Viscount Eli Doyle of the third battalion of the 12th Army. I am searching for members of the rebels under the order of Lord Viscount Eli."

Listening to the somewhat lame common language, Weilin frowned and asked patiently: "Resistant army members, that man and woman, do you know their identities?"

"Those two are the children of local wealthy merchants. They secretly passed information to the rebels and were reported by servants. Lord Viscount Eli was furious and ordered a house search. The brother and sister received the news in advance and fled from Wheat 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."

The two silver intermediate knights turned over and dismounted, drew their knights' long swords, and with a "clang", the blades and scabbards made a crisp sound. They walked to the middle-aged man and put the long sword on his neck.

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

As for the so-called punishment army, they threw away their weapons very neatly 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 raise his head, and trembled: "Yes... yes, sir."

After some intimidation, the middle-aged man dared not hide it anymore and told everything he knew.

His immediate superior, the deputy general of the punishment army, Les, set his sights on the money and daughter of the rich businessman, and wanted to offer the money and women to Viscount Eli in order to get promoted.

Looking at the middle-aged man's expression, he didn't look like he was lying, so he waved his hand to let the two guards take back their weapons.

"My Lord, I won."

Hearing Kyle's words, Weilin was willing to admit defeat, took out double the gold coins and threw them to the other party.

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

"Yes, my Lord."

Miller beat his chest and saluted, and took twelve guards into the farmland and began to search along the footprints.

The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground lowered his head, his face full of bitterness. If he had known that he would meet a big man, he should not have taken on this troublesome matter, and almost lost his life.

Looking at his master's actions, Kyle was very clear.

Half a month of patrols, boring, this is obviously ready to have fun.

However, this is not a big deal. Among the expeditionary forces, there is really no one whose back is bigger than his master.

Ten minutes later, Miller returned to the road with a woman on his horse, and then put her on the ground, bowing respectfully and saying, "Lord, here are the brother and sister."

Wei Lin looked down at the woman, whose hair was disheveled and whose face could not be seen clearly, and immediately lost interest. Then he turned to look at the man struggling on the ground, staring at Wei Lin with hatred in his eyes.

"You have guts." Wei Lin nodded and praised, 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 choosing people. Although the boy had good talent, he did not meet his requirements.

"Enemy, sister, the talent is OK, interesting, very interesting."

Combining what happened to the boy, Wei Lin seemed to see a son of the plane.

"Get up."

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

"Lead the way."

"Yes, sir."

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

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

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