Outside the room where Cromwell was under house arrest, Aslan waved his hand for the soldiers to open the door.
Nomeli followed Aslan quietly, looking like a harmless maid.
Entering the room, Cromwell was sitting reading a newspaper, while his adjutant was holding a monocular to observe the situation within the defense line.
When Cromwell saw Aslan, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly disguised it.
"Marquis Aslan, I really didn't expect you to come in person?" Cromwell put down the Merlot Daily in his hand and performed a knight's salute without being humble or overbearing.
After hearing Cromwell's words, his adjutant followed closely and saluted.
"It seems you expected me to come!" Aslan sat on the sofa opposite Cromwell, holding his head with one hand and tilting his head to look at Cromwell.
The Cleveland Federation Kingdom is a rare wise general. Whether it is battlefield command ability or political acumen, he belongs to the top level of the kingdom.
The province of Essien has been able to stand firm for so many years, and Cromwell was indispensable for its management.
"I expected that the Marquis would send someone, but I didn't expect that you would come in person," Cromwell said.
"I should know the purpose of my coming!" Aslan said straightforwardly.
"I understand, but I'm not completely sure, and with Marquis Aslan's attitude towards the nobles, I think it's difficult." Cromwell said with a wry smile.
Defeat the nobles and distribute the land in the hands of the nobles to the common people.
This is simply digging into the foundation of the nobility.
It's strange that the nobles can agree.
"Then there is no other way. The nobles will always be a minority. When most people are on my side, their resistance will only lead to worse deaths." Aslan said coldly.
Cromwell's adjutant said disdainfully: "But the power will always be in those few people."
"Is this really true?" Aslan looked at the young man in front of him curiously.
"May I have your name?"
"Alex Garcia! Aide-de-camp to Commander-in-Chief Cromwell." Garcia raised his head and raised his chest.
"It's a pity that I have given the key to power to all the people. For example, the United Army under my command is only 500,000 strong, but every one of them is a professional. A large number of professionals graduate from the academy every day and work for me.
Contribute strength and even life to the new world." Aslan's words made Garcia and Cromwell break out in cold sweat.
They suddenly remembered a lot of weird things. Their new tactics against the new rifle army seemed to have no effect at all in front of the unified army, and it was just a one-sided massacre.
If the entire unified army is composed of professionals, then it is understandable to have such a strong combat effectiveness.
"Marquis Aslan, you are really a lunatic. Aren't you worried that the country you established will be overthrown by your own subjects?" Cromwell took a deep breath and asked.
Aslan looked at Cromwell with a smile, which made Cromwell feel scared and even doubted Aslan's sexual orientation.
"I am sure that when I am alive, my subjects will live and work in peace and contentment. In that case, how can they overthrow me? As for my descendants, if they are assholes like Cleveland III, I will not feel bad if they are overthrown.
." Aslan's words left Cromwell in awe.
Cromwell was shocked and admired Aslan's crazy ideas.
After all, Cromwell was once a commoner, but he was lucky and talented, which led him to what he is today.
This is to allow the people to be the masters of their own affairs. No matter who becomes the emperor, as long as the emperor is unqualified, the people will have the ability to unseat him and no longer perish in silence as in the past.
"Marquis Aslan, what conditions are you going to give Duke Durandal to surrender? According to your current intentions, unless Duke Durandal loses his mind, it is absolutely impossible to surrender."
Admiration is admiration, and reminders should be given.
Aslan said: "Let him live out his old age with his current wealth, and forget about the land."
"That's it?" Cromwell looked incredulous.
Aslan nodded.
"Just arrange it according to my wishes."
Seeing Aslan's firm tone, Cromwell opened his mouth, and finally nodded.
Aslan also took Nomeli away, got into the RV that had been waiting for a long time, and led the army to attack Dilan City.
With Aslan's approval, Cromwell flew directly to Dylan with Garcia.
When he arrived at Dilan City, the entire Dilan City had long been surrounded by the unified army, and there were not even three siege towers. This meant that he had no intention of giving Dilan City a way to survive.
The Aviation Magic Brigade allowed Cromwell to lead people into Dylan City, and no one stepped forward to intercept them.
After landing on the city wall, he was immediately surrounded by the strong men of the Snow Fox Legion. Even if Cromwell's identity was confirmed, the deputy commander of the Snow Fox Legion did not allow him to meet Duke Durandal.
In the end, the two sides fought on the city wall. Cromwell was worthy of being the first person in the Duke of Durandal's army. Soon the strong men of Durand City responded. Before they started fighting with the unified army, they almost started fighting among themselves.
In the end, Duke Durandal personally came forward to suppress the turmoil.
Duke Durandal glanced at Cromwell with a complicated expression, then took him up to the tower and shielded everyone. When there were only two of them in the entire tower, Duke Durandal sighed and said: "You were right as you said.
That’s right, we can’t stop Marquis Aslan, is there still a chance to surrender now?”
Duke Durandal had actually planned to surrender a long time ago, but at that time, he was waiting for a price, but Cromwell reminded him many times that he had to surrender as soon as possible, otherwise he would wait until Aslan
If the Marquis takes action, they will have no chance.
The fact is just as Cromwell expected, Duke Durandal is different from other grand dukes. His heirs are not up to par, and he does not have a decent heir. It is not an exaggeration to call him a waste, and he is already over eighty years old. He is very
It is clear that once he gets old, it will be impossible for him to keep the family business with his useless sons, even if Cromwell helps him wholeheartedly.
Compared to other grand dukes, Duke Durandal has the least ambition, because in the end his ambitions are just someone else's wedding dress, there is no need to fight for it, he just wants to enjoy his old age.
Precisely because he has no ambitions and borders the province of Merlocks, he is very aware of the power of the United Army and the reform efforts of Marquis Aslan. Although the population of Merlocks Province is less than one-fifth of the kingdom, the entire province is united.
, it is simply not comparable to the current Cleveland Federal Kingdom.
The corruption and depravity of the aristocracy has long spread across the country, but the high-end power has always been controlled by the aristocrats, so the people at the bottom can only continue to tolerate it.