The rebels are made up of several remnants of the Demon Kingdom as the main components, relying on Theraton's strong personal leadership ability, forcibly kneading them together.

However, Miranda announced that an amnesty was given to certain remnants of the kingdom in the rebel army. The crimes they had committed before were forgiven by the Demon Lord.

As long as they no longer fight against the Imperial Army in the future, they will not be held accountable for the past at all.

This order has had a huge impact on the rebels.

"The hearts of the people are scattered, the team is not easy to lead!" This is a sentence that Selaton has often babbled in the past year.

At the very beginning, he could still use his own prestige to suppress the rebels who were ready to move.

But after the gray dwarf tribe left without saying goodbye to the Empire Army, and was really given preferential treatment, no matter how hard Seladon tried, he couldn't save this situation.

At this time, he was at the forefront of the team in order to improve the morale of the rebel team, so as not to prematurely collapse and fall apart.

Food can last a few days, but because of the wounded soldiers, the team's speed has been slow to an unbearable level.

No one knows how long this rebel army can last.

The Empire Army also knew that they had little time left, and they simply dangled them far behind in order to drag the rebels down.

Theraton thought that in a one-on-one situation, few in the entire flame continent could beat him in sheer power-except for the single-cell Richards Goodman.

Driven by the imperial army, he came to this wildfire field where even piranhas did not grow. It is probably his wife, the great sage Miranda.

"Excuse me, do you know where the capital of the Demon Empire is?" Theraton was thinking wildly, and a human voice came over, speaking in the standard mainland lingua franca.

A gorgeously dressed male human, a beautiful female elf, this strange combination appeared in front of the rebels, standing not far from Theraton.

"Elf, it's an elf!" Strasser, a glutinous worm from hell, the former king of the Kingdom of Anro, made a harsh sound as if a tape was playing backwards, "Go together, grab it." Live this elf, I will use her delicate flesh and blood for my dinner!"

Xiao Zhe has been with the succubus maid for so long, and he has been able to understand most of the devil's words.

After hearing Strasser's scream, his brows frowned.

"Straser, **** it. If you don't eat for a day, you won't be starving!" Theraton knew that the man and woman in front of him would not be so simple, and quickly stopped the reckless behavior of his colleagues, "Now, shut up. Don't. Give us trouble again!"

"Theraton, are your guts already terrified by the succubus who can only use conspiracy and tricks?" Strasser smiled, two huge pincer-shaped front paws struck each other, and a little spark came out." Also, don't order me. I am not your subordinate!"

The Seraton block was mad at this idiot who only knew about eating and excretion. Isn't there anything else in his head besides eating?

Strasser's direct subordinates also began to clamor at this time-they had never obeyed the orders of the nominal rebel leader Selaton.

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