Lancer arrival at the front line could not be hidden. After all, he was the nominal commander of this army, and his arrival caused an extremely exaggerated 'chemical change' between the two sides of the battlefield.
First, the morale of the imperial army soldiers soared. Lancer feat of easily breaking through the northern foreign tribes at the northern fortress and 'impal-ing' all the enemies made them feel that the dawn of victory was at hand. On the other hand, all the 'rebel' soldiers were in a state of panic. This was also because of Lancer feat. In the initial period, there were even deserters, but they were quickly stopped. As for how they were stopped?
Those deserters were killed by an unknown person, and their bodies were thrown back. Then Honest appeared in front of everyone again.
"We have no way back! That guy won't let us go! We will be killed even if we run away! The same goes for surrendering! We have no choice but to fight!"
As the saying goes, a losing army will surely win. Because of the fear of death, these rebel soldiers broke out with an even more exaggerated feeling, and they fought like crazy on the battlefield.
Lancer didn't pay attention to this. He was in the army's main tent, looking at the map with a serious expression.
"According to the information our army has investigated, the rebel leader Honest's command post should be in these locations."
"Several locations? What's going on?"
Pinching his beard, Livers expression was not good. After all, when the southern rebels appeared, these intelligence personnel had already started working. Why was the information still so vague after more than a month of gathering?
"You can't blame them for this. Honest has someone who can use a 'teleportation Imperial Armament'. He relied on it to escape from the palace before. But I want to know the most likely location for that guy to appear."
The intelligence officer was also relieved to hear Lancer speak up for them. Although the news sounded unreliable, it was indeed a fact. But then, Lancer somewhat cold eyes made him remember that the person in front of him was not a 'good person' who spoke up for him, but an executioner with countless blood on his hands.
"According to intelligence, the other party has been frequently appearing in the central squares of various cities recently to give speeches to appease the people and intimidate them into fighting our army. During this period, our army's scouts tried to assassinate the other party, but they all failed."
Even though he was being assassinated, he still had to do propaganda. Was this because he was too confident in himself, or was this a well-laid trap?
He didn't know which it was, but Lancer had to step into it, because the other party's whereabouts were elusive, and this was his only chance!
"Tomorrow, the main army will attack the city. You will sneak in. I will go to the front battlefield. If Honest appears, give me a signal. At that time, we will attack from inside and out to kill that guy together! We will strive for a decisive victory with one blow!"
"Yes!!"
Lancer had been in this time for a year and a half. He had participated in dozens of battles, large and small. Maybe some people feared his reputation, and maybe some people secretly talked about his cruelty, but no one denied his strength.
When he appeared on the battlefield with his spear, it meant that a battle had entered its 'climax'.
And when he pierced through the enemy's formation, it basically announced the end of the battle.
But this time, his mood was incredibly complex.
When he killed the foreign tribes before, he could use the 'customs' of the foreign tribes that he couldn't stand to persuade himself, but when facing these soldiers who were deceived by Honest, he developed a kind of 'sympathy'. Of course, he didn't sympathize with them for being on the battlefield. No matter the reason, when a person stepped onto the battlefield, their life no longer belonged to them. What Lancer truly sympathized with was that they, like him, were 'victims' of Honest.
There was no doubt that Lancer still didn't believe that Esdeath had abducted Leone. In his opinion, this was a low-level move by Honest.
He and Esdeath had known each other for a few months. In his opinion, the other party was just a simple 'obsessive' and 'battle maniac'.
If the reason Lancer constantly trained himself was simply because his fear of an unknown future forced him to strengthen himself to 'survive', then Esdeath was simply honing herself, hoping to become stronger. With her personality, she would never do something like 'kidnapping'. It could even be said that she would rather he go all out and fight her.
But...
When Lancer appeared at the forefront of the army formation with his cavalry spear, he saw an unexpected scene.
She was still wearing the tribal clothes that were somewhat similar to the foreign tribes' clothing, but the blue and white mixed hair, the ice crystals flashing on her limbs, and the ice path she left behind as she walked were telling Lancer the scene he least wanted to see.
"Esdeath?"
Lancer asked unconsciously, and the other party showed an 'elegant' smile.
"That's right, it's me."
Esdeath was recruited by Honest? How was that possible?! Could it be in exchange for an Imperial Armament... No, that was also impossible. Even if that was the case, after Esdeath had the power to make a comeback, it was absolutely impossible for her to listen to the other party again.
Rather than saying she obeyed Honest, it was more like she obeyed 'power'.
But just as Lancer was thinking about the cause and effect and had guessed most of the answer, Esdeath suddenly clapped her hands, and then a group of people walked over carrying a palanquin, and Lancer eyes narrowed immediately.
'Could it be Honest?'
Unfortunately, the result was not, because the person who came out of it was not Honest but Leone.
Leone, whose hands were bound by 'ice cuffs', saw Lancer and her first reaction was to rush over, but the ice surface under her feet instantly extended towards her and froze the lower half of her body, turning her into an ice sculpture.
And Lancer expression, which had been filled with shock and ecstasy, instantly became incredibly cold.
Seeing the expression on Lancer face, the smile on Esdeath's face became more and more intense, and a strange blush appeared.
"This is great!! This is absolutely great!! I knew it! Hahaha!!"
Then she did something that neither Lancer nor anyone else present could understand. She actually directly unfroze Leone and pushed her directly to Lancer.
When Lancer hugged Leone, who was still carrying a cold aura, his face was full of disbelief, because he seemed unable to understand why the other party would do this.
"Come on! Let me have a good fight! I declare here! If you lose, I won't kill you! I will torture that woman to death in front of everyone and then let you go! I want you to become stronger like me and come back to fight me!!"
"You're crazy!!"
"Crazy? Haha! If this is the price of power!!"
Without any nonsense, she swung her right arm fiercely, and an ice pillar swept from Esdeath's direction towards Lancer, and as it got closer to Lancer, the ice pillar also got bigger and bigger, until...
"Bang!!"
Under the scattered ice crystals, Lancer, with a serious face and a spear in his hand, started to move!
In Lancer opinion, Esdeath was already crazy at this time. This was no longer the behavior of a simple obsessive. Moreover, he believed that the other party would definitely do what she said, so he had to win!