Hutao rode a war bear and caught up with a wild boar man. The frost flower dragon spear stabbed him to death, and then he swung the body and smashed the body against the orc next to him.
The growls of the ghouls were mixed with the screams of the orcs, and there was also the sound of chewing flesh, which made people shudder.
The townspeople who survived the catastrophe did not have any fear, but felt happy. Some bold ones even rushed out, holding dung forks with red eyes, and stabbed these damn robbers.
Without the demon servant, the centurion could no longer block Downton's attack. After he missed a block, he was slashed along the left shoulder by Baidu, chopping off half of his body.
The internal organs mixed with blood spilled out, and the stench filled the air.
Downton didn't mind it, he chopped off its head with a knife and threw it to the townspeople, "Go, hang up its head to show the public."
"This is Lord Downton, the newly appointed mayor of Morning Mist Town. From now on, you will have his protection. If you encounter bandits and light up the smoke, the master's troops will arrive as soon as possible."
Jackson roared, making a name for his master.
"Thank you, Mr. Mayor!"
The townspeople all knelt down and thanked from the bottom of their hearts. Compared to the people in Lishui Town, these lucky people who had just climbed out from the brink of death almost regarded Downton as their savior.
After Jackson collected the trophies, he chopped off all the robbers' heads, piled a small Jingguan on the roadside, and then burned the corpses. This was also to prevent the plague.
After Downton led the team away, several orc scouts who had narrowly escaped appeared on the battlefield, looking at the heads of their compatriots with grief and anger on their faces.
"Go back and report to the legion commander quickly. We must make that human pay the price." The scout captain roared, vowing to pay with blood.
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The Golden Ivory Tavern was filled with people.
As Downton has vigorously suppressed bandits in recent times, his reputation has quickly spread throughout most of Redwood County. Coupled with the aura of the Templars, townspeople everywhere know that the new mayor is a good man who hates evil as much as he hates evil.
People are fighting for civilians.
In any pub on the border, most of the topics are about Downton, but talking about it too much naturally arouses some people's rebellious psychology.
"How powerful can a seventeen-year-old young man be? I think most of these rumors are false. Someone is building momentum for him."
A mercenary man with scars on his face was quite disdainful and placed the wine glass heavily on the table, causing some golden beer to splash out.
"Are you jealous of other people's reputation?"
Someone joked.
"I'm jealous of him? Look what this is?" The scarred man pointed to everyone to look at his dining table. There was something on it, wrapped in red cloth.
We are all mercenaries who have traveled all over the world and have good experience. Not to mention that there are dried blood stains on the red cloth. Even by the smell of blood, you can guess what it is.
"Whose head is this?"
Someone is quarreling.
"Darata."
The big man looked very proud, especially when he heard the exclamations from all around.
"This is a strong man of the Judgment level. His head is worth thirty thousand gold coins." The waiter stared at the package and complimented the big man, "You are rich!"
"I will kill a dozen of these trash fish at will." The big man boasted. He would not tell these people that he almost lost his life in order to kill this wanted criminal.
"You are awesome, but compared to Mayor Downton, you are still a little behind." A dancer curled her lips, and her companion next to her also supported her, "That's right, just in terms of appearance, the mayor is more handsome than you."
"Hey, what's so good about being a naughty little boy? A macho man is enough. I won't accept the customer as soon as I look at you. How about you let me teach you what a man's charm is today?"
The big man was spitting foam and stars, staring at this young and beautiful dancer with lustful eyes, "How about ten gold coins? I have a lot of money!"
"Get out of here, I don't sell my body to my art!"
Not all dancers work part-time as prostitutes, there are also some who keep themselves clean.
"You little prodigal, you are just waiting to get your son-in-law with a golden tortoise. Humph, you are just a commoner without even looking at your status. You still want to fly up the parasol tree and become a phoenix!"
The big man shook his waist and sneered loudly, and the other mercenaries were also making fun and noise.
The young dancer had just entered the industry and had too little experience. She was so crowded that she couldn't get off the stage. Tears filled her eyes, but she held back the tears.
"Let's do a striptease. I'll be happy. I'll reward you with a hundred gold coins!" The big man threw a bag of gold coins on the dining table. His eyes flashed fiercely as he stared at the dancer. "If you don't refuse, huh!"
The young dancer's expression suddenly changed. She was a magician and she couldn't afford to offend her.
"Sir, you don't need to be familiar with her." The waiter liked the young dancer and couldn't bear to see her being wronged, so he took advantage of the time when the wine was being poured to smooth things over with a smile.
Snap, the big man slapped the waiter on the face with such force that several of his teeth were knocked out.
"Go away, who do you think you are? How can you interrupt what I'm talking about?" The big man was furious, grabbing the wine glass and drinking heavily, "Take it off quickly, I'm in a hurry, but I can do anything."
"There is nothing we can do. Hurry up and call the security team!"
Several dancers came up with an idea and told their companions to run away, otherwise they would be completely humiliated today.
The mercenaries booed, and some looked at the big man with gloating expressions. This guy was obviously coming to Morning Mist Town for the first time. He didn't know that with Downton taking office, all the rules here had changed.
Dare to cause trouble in Golden Ivory? If this guy is not beaten to death and hanged in public, he will be thrown into a water prison and imprisoned for half a year.
The dancer jumped off the platform and tried to run away, but the man hit her thigh with a wine glass and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Want to run? There is no door, so get out quickly!" the big man roared. He was already at the second level of Judgment. He was an absolutely powerful existence in this kind of border, so he was lawless.
The waiter endured the pain and ran out quietly.
The big man was drunk and a little tipsy, and the mercenaries were shouting and jostling him. He got excited and started making trouble. Anyway, if he bullied a lowly dancer, no one would come forward.
Just when the dancer was at a loss, a burst of neat footsteps came. The noisy atmosphere in the tavern suddenly became silent.
The big man turned around and was stunned, because a group of heavily armored ogre guards ran in. Their five-meter-tall bodies were so visually oppressive that they even blocked the sunlight and cast large shadows.
"Who's causing trouble?"
The guard captain's fierce gaze swept across.
"I, Emperor Polo, how come even the natives from the hills are employed in the military?" The big man was a little surprised. As for these ten ogres, he didn't pay much attention to them. Except for the leader who was a magician, the others were all
Ordinary natives are relatively large and powerful.
"Are you causing trouble? Come with us!"
When the guard captain saw the mercenaries' eyes falling on the big man, he walked over and issued an ultimatum in clumsy human language.
"What am I doing? It's not the natives' turn to take care of it!" The big man didn't even get up. "Fill me with wine. Don't you hear me? Fill it up!"
"Are you going to resist arrest?" The guard captain tightened his grip on the mace.
Downton didn't have any extra money to equip the ogres with battle axes, so he simply welded some spikes with iron rods to make weapons. Anyway, considering their strength and crude martial arts, this was enough.
The big man's answer was simple. He flew up and kicked the guard captain in the head.
The captain of the guard didn't hide, he just swung the bat violently. Unfortunately, it was at the soul level after all. The dining table was smashed, and the big man didn't do anything. Instead, he kicked it to the ground.
"The natives are the natives. I can kill you all without even using my hands."
The big man was very proud.
The ogres roared angrily and were about to fight when they were interrupted by a group of guys coming out of the blue.
Dozens of bodyguards wearing red light armor rushed into the tavern, yelling at everyone to step aside and give way.
"Haha, what do these ogres do? The tavern's new show?"
A young man in a magic robe walked up. He joked casually, and without his instructions, two maids had already cleared a dining table as quickly as possible.
"Boss, come out and introduce to me the recent interesting things in Chenwu Town." The young man sat on the chair, looking bossy.
The mercenaries didn't say anything, even those who were pushed by the bodyguards didn't dare to get angry. Not to mention his aura, the group of well-equipped guards alone was enough to show that he had an extraordinary background.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
The tavern owner ran over as fast as he could, nodding and bowing. As a member of the brotherhood, he knew the identity of the man in front of him. He was the son of the Earl of Redwood County.
"Didn't you hear what I asked just now?" The young man frowned, "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill anyone."
"Why are you still standing there? Serve the tea and the food!" The boss yelled at the waiter, "Are you guys dead? Hurry up and dance!"
The dancers were frightened and their movements were very stiff.
"Stop, what are you dancing about? Bullshit? Forget it, get out of here and let these guys dance." The young man pointed at the ogre and laughed, "I haven't seen the natives dance before."
"Master, do you want me to find some hula skirts? It is said that hula dance is a reserved program of the indigenous people, even children can do it!"
The maid covered her mouth and snickered, and the bodyguards also joined in the laughter. Looking at the ogre, it was like looking at funny clowns.
"Who are you?" The guard captain climbed up and asked loudly.
"Looking at your strength, you are probably at the Judgment level. Do you want to be my subordinate?" The young man ignored the ogre and asked the big man.
"I am willing to serve you!" The big man immediately knelt down on one knee and swore his allegiance. There were not many opportunities like this. He felt like he had been hit by a pie falling from the sky.
"Haha, very good. From today on, you are the Sheriff of Chenwu Town." The young man shook his head and drank the wine brought by the maid, "By the way, I am the newly appointed mayor of Chenwu Town.
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The mercenaries looked at each other. Downton had done a good job. At least the bandits he had killed were enough for him to secure his position. But what is the situation now?
These people are at the bottom and have no right to know the inside story. But then they exclaimed one after another and looked at the big man with envy and jealousy. Sheriff, this is a fat job. Every year, it is just the taxes from business trips.
If you show filial piety, you can make a lot of money. (To be continued...)