Chapter 638

"Sir! The last team of female slaves escorted by the team has disappeared."

Dozens of foreign soldiers in front are advancing in the knee-deep snow as pioneers, opening up a path for the team behind.

In the middle of the team, a foreign general with a hooked nose wearing armor and holding a broadsword is riding on a horse, looking at the dark forest around him with his sharp eyes like a hawk, preventing any dangerous species from coming out of the forest.

At this time, the general's adjutant came from the back of the team on horseback, quickly came to the general's side and reported with a solemn voice.

"Missing?", the hooked-nosed general frowned when he heard this.