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"Tell me why those lowly, filthy swine have come to town!"
In the dignified and magnificent City Lord's Mansion, a male roar sounded in a spacious meeting room. n? Nnnn, the man who was hysterically questioning a group of officials below and slamming the table. His saliva almost sprayed onto the body of the official at the opposite table. This made the inexperienced youth sitting next to him involuntarily lean to the side.
"Lord Yaluo, the citizens were forced by the enemy to enter the city." A man stood up and said. He had a square face and was the kind of person who would not give in easily.
'"Captain Jeff, I remember your mission should be to protect this city. No, it should be protecting us, right? Now, please take a good look. Those pigs are invading our property. As the captain of the guards, shouldn't you fulfill your duty and drive them all out? "The man called Yaluo said.
"This is really …"
"What? If you can't do it, then let someone else be the captain!"
At this moment, another official coughed softly, "I have to remind Lord Yaluo that our territory has shrunk to a third since Sir Duruf died in battle." That means our taxes have shrunk dramatically. Last quarter, we took in less than half of what we used to take in. "If we drive the citizens away at this time, it is very likely that they will leave the territory."
"Without the citizens, everything in the territory will be difficult to maintain. I wonder if you have considered it, Lord Yaluo."
Yaluo slapped the table and said angrily, "As long as there is territory, there will be as many untouchables as you want. No matter what, that's what you should worry about. Otherwise, how can you live up to the salary Sir Oz has given you? "
The official said coldly, "So Lord Yaluo still remembers that this territory belongs to Sir Oz. Then should Sir decide on this matter?"
Yaluo looked at the boy beside him and chuckled, "Oz is still here. As his uncle, I have an obligation to assist him. Therefore, I have decided to accept this matter. "
"But Uncle, I think …" The youth at the side wanted to raise a different opinion, but was suddenly glared at by Yarrow. He could only swallow his thoughts back into his stomach. "Yes, I think it's fine if Uncle decides."
Hearing this, Captain Jeff and the officer who raised the objection all looked disappointed. They exchanged glances and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. After Duruf's death, his only son, Oz, inherited the title and territory. However, the son of Sir Hungry Wolf had an extremely docile personality. Coupled with his age, his power was taken over by his uncle, Duruf's younger brother, Yarrow.
Yaluo controlled the territory through Oz, and he was even more greedy than Duruf. In less than a month, he had collected taxes from his subjects three times. Not only were the subjects filled with resentment, but even the officials couldn't stand it any longer. If a lord did not know how to cherish his people, he would only end up being abandoned. Sir, who had lost his people, was not a lord at all.
At this moment, the door of the meeting room was pushed open. A soldier hurriedly ran in and shouted, "My lords, it's not good. The enemy has arrived outside our city!"
Hearing this, Yaluo's arrogance disappeared. He chuckled dryly and pushed the youth beside him, "Lord Oz, since the enemy has arrived. As Sir, you have to go and take a look. "
"Me? But I … "The boy looked at Jeff for help.
Jeff sighed and said, "Lord Oz, the soldiers and I will risk our lives to protect you."
Oz nodded and said to Yaluo, "Uncle, why don't you come along?"
Yaluo laughed and said, "I'm just an insignificant person. It's still up to you to decide on such a big matter."
Jeff and the other officials looked at Yaluo with disdain. This cowardly man had indeed chosen to retreat at the critical moment and left the responsibility of deciding the life and death of a city to the young Sir.
No matter what, Jeff and the others left with the young Sir in their arms. After they left, Yaluo's face darkened and he said, "A bunch of idiots. It's just a broken city. What's there to defend? If the other party wants it, just give it to them. "
Arriving at the top of the city wall, Sir picked up his toes and could see an army heading towards the city on the ground outside Fenrir City. The army was in a neat formation, with the infantry in the middle and the cavalry on both sides. The infantry was divided into several types of soldiers. Captain Jeff handed a telescope to Oz, and Sir drove towards the enemy's formation.
The first thing he saw was rows of shirtless soldiers wearing leggings and holding swords or warhammers in their hands. These people didn't have armor, and their weapons were of different styles. They looked like a group of slaves casually carrying weapons into battle. Apart from their sharp eyes, there was a thirst for something in their eyes. This gaze made Oz's heart palpitate, at least he had never seen such a gaze on any slave's face.
Behind them were regular infantry soldiers. They wore the same standard armor and carried swords. Behind the infantry was the flintlock squad. These soldiers in charge of long-range attacks wore dark red uniforms, making them look like blazing flames from afar. Behind the firearms were the infantry. Obviously, the other party's commander had placed the firearms in a more important position.
The formation of this army was neat. As they advanced towards Fenrir City, they also sent an invisible pressure towards the city. Oz had never seen such a staff before. When he put down his binoculars, his hands were already trembling. He looked at the others, including Jeff, and found that their faces were also very ugly. Oz couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. He wasn't the most courageous after all.
The army stopped a few hundred meters away from the city gate. The firearms squad in the middle of the army suddenly stepped out. There were a hundred of them. Each of them pointed a gun at the sky, and then a hundred guns rang out in unison. A single gunshot may not be too loud, but when hundreds of gunshots converged into a soul-shaking sound, even the guard captain Jeff's fingers trembled.
As for Oz, he simply hugged the captain's thick waist like a frightened deer.
After the gunshot rang out, the firearms retreated, and the army split up in the middle. The soldiers on both sides moved a few steps in the opposite direction in unison, forming a passageway. In the passageway, there was a single rider. It was a young youth. His silver head reflected the sunlight. He raised his head, and his red pupils condensed into a sharp gaze that swept across the crowd on the city wall.
When his gaze swept past Oz, the other party's eyes moved slightly and circled back to normal.
Looking at the lifeless city and the people on the city wall who were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, Allen couldn't help but sigh. Once Duruf died, the territory immediately lost its support. If it wasn't for the fact that this place was too barren, so barren that even other Sir didn't come to divide it up. At this moment, Fenrir City must have disappeared long ago.
Allen put away his complicated emotions and raised his voice. He first reported his name and then said, "I represent Earl Oban. Now, I declare that this place is part of the Earl's territory." Fenrir City, I ask you to surrender. If you resist, then my army will trample on all opposition and shatter all will to resist. "
"But before that, I want to do this to the people of this territory. This is a war between nobles. As citizens, you are innocent, so I can promise you. People of Fenrir City, if you leave the city, I can let you leave. If you stand on my side, I will provide you with plenty of food. I will use my actions to tell you that under my rule, this territory will be reborn. " Allen rode his horse around in front of the army and finally said, "This is my kindness, and there is only one chance."
Fenrir City was silent. Allen did not let it be silent for long. He added, "As for the nobles, I can accept your surrender. But if you want to resist … "
Allen looked at the army behind him and shouted, "Soldiers, tell them the result of their resistance!"
The 800 warriors shouted in unison, "Die!"
"That's right, there is a limit to my kindness. My patience is also limited. Now, I will give you all one day. If the nobles do not surrender in a day, I will attack! "
Allen gestured and the army dispersed, putting on a siege formation, causing the hearts of the people on the city wall to sink.
Fenrir City was shrouded in a layer of haze. In the streets and alleys, in the shadows of buildings, people whispered to each other, discussing the conditions Allen had offered. Without a doubt, this condition was undoubtedly too generous for civilians. As long as they had a normal brain, they could tell that the nobles had no chance of winning, so it was the most normal choice to defect to Allen. The only problem was that no one knew if what the young noble said was credible.
The reality in the city was that there was a shortage of food, and the people of the territory were basically concentrated in the city. Normally, the residents of the city would not have a full meal, let alone the influx of other territories. Food had been hoarded by the nobles not long ago, and Yaluo did not care about the life and death of the commoners. He only cared about himself.
As a result, the people who were wavering between starvation and food couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they saw Allen openly placing a cart of food in front of the formation. This time, it was Welik who stood in front of the formation. He patted the food in the cart and said, "Our Lord Allen has always done it. Look, there is a cart of food in front of you. There is bread, water, and even dried meat here. They are here, waiting for you to take them! "
Not long after, a man staggered over from the side of the city wall and shouted, "I surrender! I surrender, give me food! "
A gunman on the city wall raised his gun and was about to shoot the man to death. With one hand on his gun, the soldier raised his head, but it was his officer.
The officer shook his head and signaled for the soldier to put down his gun.
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