Hero’s Creed

As the shaman shouted, more and more indigenous people gathered on the street and all knelt down. Their IQ was not high, so they were full of absolute trust in the shaman's decision.

"Good opportunity, don't you worry that the indigenous people will not work, this is the best time to include them."

Cheap God encourages Downton if he insists on choosing the best army in the world, neither the Celestial Corps, known as the invincible of all planes, nor the Abyssal Devil Corps, which is cruel and cold-blooded, and regards death as fun, nor the **** of hundreds of western soil continents. The giant Titan Corps is a fanatic.

These fanatical religious lunatics have dedicated everything including life to the gods, living for God, and dying for God, to a terrible extent.

"Do you think Charlotte might do such a thing?"

Downton rolled his eyes. Even if the sage wolf agreed, he would not be happy, he would rather spend money to hire, rather than lie to these indigenous people, this is his rule of life.

"Oh, it's not dark enough, you can never be a king!"

Cheap God despise.

"We are not sage wolf nor your prophet. If you need a better life, you can find Downton, at least we promise that he will not consume you cheap!"

Xia Luo coldly announced to these shamans, looked at Downton.

"Dunton, Duke of the West Realm, hereby swear to the Goddess of Flame!" Downton raised his right hand, and looked pious. "If I win Drankford, I promise to distribute one third of the West Realm to you and establish a free trade zone." . The tax rate is halved!"

The shaman looked excited, and Xia Luo was indeed a sage wolf, in a word. So Downton retreated so much, to know that the blood hammer before exhausting his tongue, as long as he went to a few towns.

"How did you change your tongue?"

Bloodmaul questioned.

"Leave me alone?"

Downton frowned, not to mention that he liked Charlotte, and wanted to brush his favors and establish a free trade zone, which was also good for him. The souvenirs of the dragon hills are well developed, which is also a huge income.

"I'm busy. Lost companion!"

The cross light door leading to the Hive Lab opened, and Xia Luo walked in. A group of shamans wanted to chase them, but they dared not offend her.

"Sign a contract!"

Although Downton has vowed. But the blood hammer that has traveled in the human country for several years still likes to implement the contract on black and white.

"Abagon, you talk to him!"

Downton left a word and turned back to the mayor's office. He still has a lot of work to do.

In the brightly lit study room of the Duke’s Mansion in the South, a middle-aged man sat behind his desk, glancing at the information sent by the scout ahead.

The ministers and generals called by the night did not have the intention to drink tea, and all whispered about the changes in the battle situation.

"That indigenous duke actually won the Black Beard? It's incredible. What do you think?"

Duke McHale put down the battle report and squeezed his eyebrows while asking the crowd.

The crowd watched each other. In the end, the sight fell on Kevin, Mike's most trusted general, and it was his convention to speak first.

"Duke, I think the plan should be advanced. Blackbeard is not a fool, so defeated. It only shows that Downton is better than expected!"

Kevin thickened his eyebrows and matched his face with a Chinese character. Domineering.

"Isn't it time? Despite the heavy losses, the Duke of the North Realm still has a few main legions. The strength is still dominant, and the King's Army is intact!"

McHale hesitated.

"According to intelligence records, Downton has a corps composed entirely of magicians. The combat strength is very strong, and the blood mallet has also begun to recruit. With the mobilization order of the whole territory, the force will soon exceed the northern border. If you let it go, the Duke of Northland will lose sooner or later!"

Kevin analysis.

"You also look too high at the indigenous duke, even if he wins, his strength will be greatly damaged, we are just sitting on the fishing profit."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer retorted. After all, if you send troops, you will have to spend money and money, so if you can delay it, you can delay it.

"Wrong, when the time comes, you won't even get one feather."

Kevin shook his finger.

The Chancellor of the Exchequer just wanted to ask why the knock on the door rang.

"Master, urgent report!"

The faithful old servant didn't wait for the Duke to answer, so he opened the door and walked in with a carrier pigeon. After confirming that no one had moved the small bamboo tube tied to the carrier pigeon's foot, he took it off and asked the Duke to look around .

Snapped!

The Duke smashed the bamboo tube, and immediately purple smoke floated out. He took out a pair of glasses from the drawer, and when he put it on, he could see that the smoke had been arranged into words.

"Did the East Duke's brain break? Did he send troops at this time?"

It’s not just Mike, except for General Kevin, all with a surprised expression on his face, what to think, waiting for the death of Downton and the Duke of Northland!

"Why did we lay down the West Side?"

Kevin said suddenly.

"Nonsense, of course, for the land and the population."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer gave Kevin a blank glance, even if the words on his mouth were so high-spirited, for the sake of the people of the West, in the end, it was still the word of interest.

"Yeah, if Downton and the Duke of Northland die, what is the end result?"

Kevin asked rhetorically.

Everyone thought with their knees, and knew that the West Side would be smashed, and there were countless deaths and injuries among young and middle-aged people.

"So, it is now possible to send troops, and you can take as many sites as you can. Don’t forget that nobody likes war, especially families who receive a mobilization order. Even if men are not afraid of fighting, their wives and parents will struggle to stop them. of."

Kevin sneered, "You said that when we came to the city and told them that they could cultivate the fields with peace of mind and nothing to worry about, what would happen?"

"Of course we are supporting us!"

All the ministers' expressions slowed down and they all laughed.

"Yes, this is not the same as the invasion of the enemy country. We are all Drankfoss. Under whose rule is it not the same to live? Not to be a national slave!"

Mike gave a slap and muttered to himself. Not knowing this, some ministers involuntarily pouted.

Among the four major borders, the west border is tax-free for three years and has the same income. You can live better there, of course, for the sake of life, the ministers can talk irrespectively.

"In this war, Downton is destined to fail. In the end, there is a game between the three Dukes and the King. Let's grab a large area of ​​land now. It will strengthen our strength and increase our voice!"

Kevin's words are all pushing troops. Without him, as generals, only war is their chance to make a fortune.

The Chancellor of the Exchequer originally wanted to refute. But he was blocked by Kevin.

"Don’t forget, what kind of flame oats were planted in Xijing last year. This year’s bumper harvest, the wallets and granaries of the civilians are very bulging. If we go one step later, those gold coins will flow into Downton’s pockets and become war materials."

"I agree to send troops!"

The Chancellor of the Exchequer changed his mouth and finally reached an agreement.

"What should we do now?"

Mike looked eagerly at his number one general.

"Send troops immediately, while letting agents spread rumours in Westland to defame Downton. To reduce his personal influence, the Duke made a written commitment to win Westland. All civilians in the occupied area are entitled to a three-year tax cut policy to reduce the number of Westlanders. Resistance to desire~"

Kevin has a well-thought-out deployment plan. As a commander, he has long considered these issues.

"Just write it down, but it will take three years. Will it be too long?"

Duke Mike was hesitant after commanding the clerk.

"This is temporary. As long as we lay the western border, is it not a matter of saying that you want to modify the tax rate?"

Kevin shrugged his shoulders and made a ridiculous tone, making all the nobles who occupy the upper powers of the North border laugh, civilians? Isn’t it used to fool!

"Together with rumours, the economy in the West must have been turbulent, prices have skyrocketed, and Downton's logistics is absolutely over. With the usual reserves, it is absolutely impossible to withstand this war."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer always looks at the question from the perspective of economics, "Then the next question, what should we do if Downton transfers his troops to attack us?"

"Let's not talk about the death feud between Downton and the Duke of Northland, even if they die, I am afraid that he will drag him to **** together. Then, when the time comes, we can take the initiative to draw him out of nowhere, provide materials, and let him be our pioneer!"

After Kevin finished speaking, everyone smiled satisfactorily, as if Xijing had become something in his pocket.

In the Dongjing Mansion, only the Duke stayed in the deserted room alone, not even the maid who waited. After looking at the fence in front of the window for a long time, he went to the bedroom to sleep. Before leaving, he did not forget to burn the one that sent him to send troops. Secret letter.

In Aoki Town, Downton, who had been sleeping on official business all night, looked at the rising morning sun, stretched out a lazy waist, took a sip of coffee, and found that it had cooled down.

Celes was lying on the table next to her, sleeping fast,

Downton didn't care, drank his coffee, and helped Silace to cover the blanket.

"Master, the big thing is not good!"

Jackson ran insanely and slammed open the door.

"Quiet!" Giving Jackson a glance, Downton looked at the waking Celese. "Are you going back to the room to sleep?"

"I'll help you make a cup of black tea!"

Celesce shook her head, folded the blanket on the chair, and went out. She knew that Downton did not want to worry about herself.

"Say!"

Downton sat behind his desk.

"The effect of the mobilization order is very poor~www.readwn.com~ The application rate is less than 2%, and the hearts of the people are floating, and there are not many people who run away from the family!"

Jackson put the urgent information on the table.

"go on!"

Looking at Jackson, who kept talking, Downton snorted and picked up the intelligence.

"Rumors broke out in the towns above the middle scale in the western border, saying that you have hilly indigenous and orc blood, so that only indigenous and orc live at the border, and when the duke is completely seated, a decree will be issued to eliminate racial discrimination. Even let the human girl marry the indigenous with outstanding merits!"

Jackson said while peeking at Downton's complexion, he found that there was not much change, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and finally saw the owner smash the desk with a punch.

"Damn!"

Downton's face was distorted, he could not recruit troops, and could be replaced by indigenous people. However, the rumor that he was a hybrid was to completely remove his foundation in the west. (To be continued)

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