"Having a lord like you in the Merlo region is good news to our Merlo people."
Johnson bowed and saluted to show respect.
"Well! So Johnson, are you willing to help me? Let's build a beautiful and happy Merlo region together."
Aslan continued to feed Johnson Chicken Soup for the Soul.
"I am willing to follow the Lord to the death."
Aslan endured the pain caused by the injury on his body and managed to release Johnson.
The Magistrate of Max Town must be none other than Johnson. Johnson himself is an intermediate magician of the natural system. He is called a Druid among the elves and has unique conditions for agricultural development.
"It just so happens that I have something to say. A primary school has been established in Mero Town, and the middle school is gradually being improved. There are children of appropriate age in the village who can be sent to Mero Town to study."
Aslan continues to drop his bombshells.
This time Johnson was not so surprised, but his face became a little solemn.
"Lord! If the subjects are allowed to study, once the subjects become more knowledgeable, it will increase the difficulty of managing the territory." Johnson has assumed the identity of Aslan's vassal, so he naturally has to consider Aslan.
Aslan smiled and shook his head.
"The inheritance of civilization is the future of the Merlot region."
"Reading and knowing etiquette can help people understand what is right and what is wrong. As superiors, we cannot deny their right to know everything. The only thing we can do is to guide them to the right path, so that our
Only then can the people of Merlo truly thrive, instead of rising because of me as a lord. When I fall, the Merlo region will fall apart. Excellent national culture is the future of a region, or even a country."
Aslan's words made Johnson's blood boil. He finally understood why Wilson often said that the lord was a man with a long-term vision and a long-term vision for the future.
Just when Johnson was about to continue speaking, the orderly came over and shouted.
"Lord Lord! Our army has captured Jimmy Town."
Johnson opened his mouth subconsciously and almost blurted out.
"So fast! Are all enemies useless?"
Aslan just smiled slightly, which was exactly as he expected.
Even if Jimi Town pushes all the young and strong men to the front line now, there will only be a few thousand people. Including the lord's personal soldiers, the total strength is not even half of the Merlot Army. What are they going to fight with?
Rely on wooden walls?
After several volleys of five-unit bed crossbows, the entire wooden wall fell to the ground, and then the heavily armored guards were pushed in. The wooden bows and other weapons equipped in Jimmy Town could not hurt them at all.
This time, the crossbowmen did not go into battle. It was enough for them to deter the enemy from a distance.
The wall was pushed down, and the heavily armored guards slowly advanced. The nearly two-meter-tall steel monster was a terrifying deterrent to ordinary people.
An intermediate swordsman tried to rely on his speed to attack the heavily armored guard, but his long sword only made a dent and cracks appeared on the blade.
Then he was punched away by the heavily armored guard in sight.
The heavy guard's gauntlet is equipped with four sharp iron caltrops, which are punched out with one punch. Combined with the terrifying power of the barbarian warrior, it can directly flatten the armor of the existing knights in Merox Province, let alone a human.
The armor is so strong that it cannot be scratched without the fighting spirit of a high-level swordsman. The requirements for a long sword are also very high. If it is just an iron long sword, even if it is blessed with fighting spirit, it will be useless after just a few cuts.
The Merlot army almost marched straight in, and the army pushed flatly in front of the city lord's palace in Jimmy Town.
Everywhere along the way, doors and windows were closed, and the people of Jimmy Town looked at the soldiers entering the city with fear and worry.
In Xinuo Continent, every time the army enters the city, the most pitiful people are these civilians. Not only do they have to be robbed by such sergeants, but it is also normal for their wives and children to be humiliated. When encountering more extreme soldiers, it is also common for the whole family to be beheaded.
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Unfortunately, the Merlot army surrounded them so quickly that not even the lords had time to escape, let alone them.
Gawain opened the knight's mask and looked coldly at the castle that symbolized the city lord's palace. It was more than twice the size of the castle in Merlo Town, and there were more than a dozen arrow towers.
"Mother Xipi! This Baron Jimmy's city lord's palace is much bigger than our lord." Le Anning said with a look of shock.
Gawain was speechless. He wanted to say that it was not that Baron Jimmy's palace was too big, but that our lord's palace was too small.
"Okay, it's time to get down to business." Gawain rode out of the formation and shouted loudly: "You have lost, our lords are already here. Should you go to the camp to see my lords by yourself, or should I go up and invite you in person?
Meet my lord."
There was silence on the castle. It was obvious that no lord was willing to do such a dishonorable thing.
But Baron Jimmy was very bachelor and said: "If you don't want to go, I'll go first and try to find out what Lord Mero has to say."
The other lords immediately cursed in their hearts. They were not so stupid as to let Baron Jimmy go to see Lord Merlo. What if Baron Jimmy sold them all and the compensation came, and Lord Mero tried his best to do something evil, who would they cry to?
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"Cousin, what you said is wrong. As the saying goes, brothers working together can break gold. For such a dangerous matter, my cousin naturally has to accompany him." Viscount Noan said righteously.
The other lords also quickly found various high-sounding reasons to accompany Baron Jimmy, and they seemed to have the aura of accompanying the gentleman to their death.
Baron Jimmy sneered in his heart, but on the surface he looked ambitious.
"With your help, I will definitely live up to everyone's expectations."
A group of drama queens began to compliment each other, and each one returned to the harmonious scene before the war.
This is a nobleman, a qualified nobleman. No matter how great the hatred between them is, secretly they want to destroy each other's whole family, but on the surface they must be harmonious.
This is the so-called aristocratic etiquette and gentlemanly demeanor.
Aslan sat quietly on the commanding platform of the camp, surrounded by troops already in full formation.
Heavy-armed guards guarded the general's platform, and Merlot's elite infantry formed four hundred-man phalanxes and stood directly in front of the general's platform.
When the lords came to the general stage, their faces were not good-looking. This condescending aura was completely uncharacteristic of aristocrats.
But they didn't dare to be dissatisfied and kept a reserved smile on their faces.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Killing sounds rang out three times in a row, and the majestic Merlot Army shouted with strong murderous intent. The chilling atmosphere made the surrounding temperature seem to drop to zero.
Several of the younger lords felt that their feet were weak. If the soldiers beside them had not been quick to support them, they would have fallen to their knees.