"What?!" The woman in the cloak looked at Suhlen in shock.
Since when could a territory pioneer defeat an orc army? And these armored, well-equipped, and powerful soldiers were the private soldiers of a territory pioneer? What kind of joke was this? These elite soldiers were as strong as the Gorse Knights in the capital.
"I'm sorry, Sir Suhlen." The woman quickly apologized.
"It's fine." Suhlen replied casually. He didn't care much about these nobles. He just needed to express some goodwill. There was no need to curry favor with them.
Seeing Suhlen's expression, these nobles became even more cautious.
"Honorable Lord of the Northern Town, Your Excellency Suren, we began to flee after the city was breached. We have been hiding here and there for the past few days. I wonder if you could prepare a place for us to rest and eat." The lady performed a standard aristocratic etiquette and then requested.
"Sure." Suhlen nodded in agreement.
"Thank you so much, Sir Suhlen. You are a true gentleman." After receiving permission, these people were obviously relieved. They didn't have to worry about being captured by the orcs, and they didn't have to wander around in the wild. They had suffered a lot in the past few days. Now, they finally had a place to rest.
Suhlen waved his hand and asked a servant to prepare a few horses and a simple carriage for them. Then, he asked them to retreat with the army. For safety reasons, Suhlen arranged a few Barbarian warriors around them. These Barbarian warriors were all grade 3 extraordinary professions. No matter what these people were thinking, they wouldn't be able to do anything.
These nobles weren't dissatisfied with Suhlen's arrangement. They also understood Suhlen's intention.
The army quickly returned to the Blackstone Fortress. Suhlen arranged rooms and food for the nobles and didn't pay any more attention to them. After all, he was very busy right now.
It was not easy to send all 10,000 human slaves back to the North Town. Fortunately, Su Lun had enough manpower now. He divided these refugees into groups of 10 people and a platoon of 100 people. Then, he would send them back in batches. Each batch would send a thousand people, and there were 200 soldiers in charge of guarding them.
The distance between the Blackstone Fort and Northern Garrison City was about 150 kilometers. If it was an army marching, it would only take four to five days to arrive. If it was a cavalry, it would be even faster. However, they were currently transporting slaves. These people would need at least a week to arrive. In other words, a round trip would take at least ten days.
However, this couldn't be helped. After all, it wasn't safe to leave all the slaves in the Blackstone Fortress. It would be troublesome if the Beastmen remembered this place. Besides, these human slaves were half-threatened and half-forced by Suhlen to be sent to North Town City. Many of them must be unwilling to give up, and there was a high chance that they would try to escape.
However, when they left the Blackstone Fortress and arrived at the northern wilderness, these people had nowhere to run even if they wanted to. Although the soldiers of Northern Town City had cleared the wilderness many times, kobold bandits, goblins, and gnolls still grew like wild weeds.
Without the protection of Northern Town City's soldiers, it would be a problem for these ordinary humans to survive in the wilderness for a few days. More importantly, the Blackstone Fortress was the only way to enter the Kingdom of Florence from the northern wilderness. With Suhlen's men guarding the place, the slaves wouldn't be able to return to Florence even if they escaped.
As for following the example of the orcs and taking the shortcut to cross the Napier Mountain Range, even the powerful orcs had suffered heavy casualties, let alone the ordinary humans. That path was a dead end for them.
Suhlen selected 50 archers, 50 spearmen, and 100 harpies to escort the slaves. He also announced in front of the human slaves that if they tried to escape, the harpies would deal with them. After hearing Suhlen's decision, the harpies flew back and forth in the air excitedly. Their eyes scanned the human slaves back and forth. Even Suhlen felt a chill run down his spine when he saw their gazes.
100 harpies. Even a knight would be squeezed into medicinal dregs. The human slaves who wanted to escape broke out in a cold sweat. They threw the thought of escaping out of their minds. It was too cruel.
Suhlen laughed inwardly when he saw these humans keeping quiet out of fear. He then arranged for his men to start the transportation according to the plan. A thousand people left North Town City in batches. It took a day for more than 10,000 people to leave.
.....
While Suhlen was arranging for the evacuation of the slaves, the nobles were carefully observing this rising Overlord of North Town City. In their opinion, Suhlen's rise was too fast. It only took him a year to build a city from a desolate territory. He was also known as the Pearl of the Northern Region. As nobles of the Northern Region, they were curious about him and coveted his white sugar production skills.
However, when these nobles came into contact with North Town City, they had a clearer understanding of how powerful the city was.
"Your Excellency, they're evacuating the people of Wintersun City! We can't let them do that! " After seeing Suhlen evacuate the people from the Blackstone Stronghold in batches, the nobles couldn't remain calm. Although they were nobles, they never cared about the peasants in their territory. But if all the refugees were taken away, only the nobles would be left. How could they still play then?
No one would farm for you, no one would work for you, and you wouldn't even be able to collect taxes. You wouldn't even have enough land to feed yourself. You wouldn't even be able to oppress and exploit anyone. No one wanted to be a noble. Therefore, when they saw North Town City's actions, they subconsciously wanted to stop them.
"Be quiet!" The veiled woman scolded sternly, "Pay attention to where you are. This isn't Wintersun City. Wintersun City has been conquered by the Orcs. We're just a bunch of pitiful creatures living under someone else's roof. "
"What are you doing? Are you going to tell him that they're our people? Are you going to ask him to give them back to us? "The woman's sarcastic voice was particularly harsh.
"We can't just watch them take our people away!" One of the nobles said anxiously.
The veiled woman furrowed her brows. Her clear and melodious voice carried a seductive charm. She stared coldly at the middle-aged man who had just spoken. "Ever since we abandoned the city and fled on our own, we were no longer their Feudal Lords."
"Are you sure you want to argue with Sir Suhlen?" The veiled woman raised her head slightly and looked at the Barbarian warriors not far away. She continued, "Do you see those Barbarian warriors? Do you know how strong they are?"
"They're just some Barbarians. How strong can they be?" Another noble said disdainfully. The Florentine nobles looked down on the Barbarians who were all brawn and no brains. However, they did have the strength to look down on the Barbarians.
"Just some Barbarians?" The veiled woman shook her head and looked at that person as if she was looking at an idiot, "Locke, tell them."
"Yes, Countess Elia." The middle-aged Knight bowed and turned to the others, "Let's not talk about the other soldiers. That Barbarian warrior's strength isn't below mine. According to my observations, there are at least a hundred Barbarian warriors."
Sss, terrifying! Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
In fact, Locke was flattering himself. Although he was also a Knight Commander and a Grade 3 Extraordinary, he would most likely lose in a duel with those Barbarian warriors. These Barbarians had the Berserk skill. Although their rationality would be reduced, their combat strength would be much stronger.
"Locke, are you telling the truth? Those barbarians have the strength of a Third Order? "One of the nobles swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he asked in shock.
"Of course it's true! Do you think I'm joking? "Locke looked coldly at the nobles.
"I'm sorry," the noble hurriedly apologized when he saw Locke's expression.
"Locke, can you tell us about the strength of the Northern Citadel's army?" another noble couldn't help but ask.
Locke glanced at them and said, "I can only tell you what I saw. I can't guarantee that it's all correct."
"It's fine. Go ahead and tell us. We'll take it as a reference."
"The Northern Citadel's army has about five thousand people. Not only are there Barbarians, there are also some Centaurs and Half-Elves. There are also about four thousand humans. The Lord of Suhlen has a very high reputation among these soldiers. The army is mainly composed of pikemen, archers, and some Centaur Knights.
"In this army, there are many third-grade professions. I don't need to tell you how powerful those half-elf archers are. Also, the lord can command the harpies. Although the individual harpies aren't strong, their aerial advantage is too strong."
"To defeat this army, we'll need at least fifty thousand regular soldiers."
"Fifty thousand regular soldiers? That's so powerful! "The masked woman was shocked. She didn't expect the Northern Citadel's army to be so powerful.
"Half-elves, Centaurs, Barbarians, and Harpies!" The nobles couldn't help but exclaim. "How did he manage to get so many races to live in harmony?"
"Half-elves, Centaurs, these are all powerful races. Why would they join a backwater like the Northern Citadel?"
"Parker, watch your words. The Northern Citadel isn't a backwater. On the contrary, it's much richer than us. It was the same even before Wintersun was conquered."
"I really don't understand how he managed to gain a foothold in the Northern Wastelands. I heard that he's only been a Pioneer Lord for a year. That means he only used a year to develop to this extent."
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