I am reborn as a lord in Rome

In Assyria, the Duncan family chamber was brightly lit, and there were seven people sitting at the table, and the leader was naturally the chief of the Senate, Qiyuan.

"Look, Nils' trip to Levington was really worth it. Qiyuan was obviously a little excited, and his thin face was slightly flushed in the candlelight, as if he had drunk wine.

He smiled and raised the letter in his hand, the letter was a report written by Nils, and along with the letter was sent back the drawings of the individual crossbow machine: "Nils successfully recruited Woolly Greendo, and also got the drawings and metal ratio of the small crossbow machine from Woolley Greendo, with this, we can build enough crossbow machines in a very short time, and after all the people are equipped, I will see who can compete with my First Legion!"

"This is the kindness of God Amun to my Duncan family." As soon as the person sitting on the left side of Qiyuan said that, he won the support of everyone, and of course, he was even more flattering to Qiyuan.

"You guys, why don't you even have a person who is optimistic about Nils?" Qiyuan said with a smile.

"Master, let me tell you the truth, with Nils's appearance, unless he is as wise as you, how can you see that he can have these abilities?" This was obviously another flattering remark, but Qiyuan listened to it very pleasantly.

"Okay, don't mention these virtual things, hurry up and arrange the building of the crossbow machine in the next few days. Qiyuan said, "Now, one thing to discuss, Nils recruited Wooleglindo on the condition that he support him to build the salt marsh town, of course, this support is not superficial, in principle, only a small part of the financial resources will be provided, if necessary, we will also secretly provide some manpower."

"Woolledindo, on the other hand, continues to do everything he wants to do in Salt Marsh, and at most we can interfere a little on the surface, put on an attitude to show Connor, and when we choose to stick to Levinton, Woolledrindo will stand with us clearly. "

Of course, his conditions are more than these, although this kid is young, but his ambition is not small, Nils said in the letter that Woolley is willing to rebuild the Sixth Legion, and he will be the commander, the situation is almost that, what do you think

?" Everyone muttered, and after a while, a person sitting directly opposite Qiyuan spoke: "Family master, I don't doubt Woolley's sincerity, but does he want a little too much?"

"If he wants it, do we have to give enough?" Qiyuan laughed and said, "Give what should be given, and resolutely don't give what can't be given, hang him first, the better the construction of Salt Marsh Town, the happier I am, anyway, it will be our Duncan family in the future."

While Qiyuan and the others were talking, a convoy of fifty-seven two-horse carts appeared on the road outside the city of Assyria, and this convoy seemed to have made up its mind to rush overnight, but did not enter the city, but passed by the city of Assyria and went straight to the direction of Lunwinton.

In the first car, Pompeii was reclining on his mattress and sleeping ......soundly

......

As Tours said, Woolley didn't go to the site of the demolition, because there was no need for Baker and the Hundred Town Managers to fight in front of them.

Baker's performance today made everyone look at him with admiration, in the past, everyone thought that he was just greedy, treacherous, slippery, and occasionally a little tricky, but now it can be added to the same - Heng, which is almost the same as Woolley's Heng.

Baker was out of his mind, and in order to make his aura look stronger and more intimidating, he not only let all the hundred town managers change their armor, but also gave each of them a wooden stick with a bowl thick and a height of one person and a silver coin of "condolence money".

Even, Baker also made a mobilization speech: "Armor, it's to let you have more protection, because those guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead may be able to do something, silver coins, is a little meaning for me to express my condolences to everyone on behalf of Lord Woolley, if everyone does a good job today, I am responsible for going to Lord Woolley to ask for money! Everyone said, okay?

!" "Okay!" The hundred town managers promised loudly.

"Do you have confidence?!" Baker asked aloud, a phrase he had copied from Woolley, who would say that two or three times in every meeting, especially when it came to assignments.

"Yes

!" "Alright, let's go!" Baker waved his hand, and a hundred town stewards immediately put wooden sticks on their shoulders and rushed towards their destination.

"You guys keep up!" Baker beckoned to the hundreds

of strong men in the demolition team, "Do a good job, Lord Woolley said, there is a reward!" So, there were 100 town managers in front of the road, and more than 100 strong men followed, and Baker walked steadily in the middle of the demolition team - the protagonist, naturally this is the treatment, and it is very safe.

When he saw Baker's team "rushing" over, the little nobles who were planning to be demolished immediately turned white with fright, and said in their hearts that this battle was too exaggerated, didn't Lord Turce say last night that Auditor Woolley had no one at hand? Also, didn't he also say that Baker would not come? Isn't the guy who flaunts his might in the middle of the team and looks around?

While the little nobleman was lying on the wall and thinking, a hundred town stewards had lined up in five neat rows in front of the gate of his house, and Baker had already taken the horn from a construction bureau officer.

"I'm Baker, the Civilian Protector! By order of Lord Woolley! According to the plan for the redevelopment of Salt Marsh Town, this house will be demolished! Please leave the house at once! Please leave the people of the house at once!" Baker shouted loudly as he climbed a boulder with the help of his men.

"Beck, are you really going to go so far?!" came the voice of the owner of the house from the wall, "Then I'll say it again! I've lived in the house for seven generations! No one wants to fight it! I don't care how the salt marsh town is built! I will never demolish it anyway

!". "But you've promised to demolish and relocate before! It's not what citizens should do to go back on their word! The whole town of Salt Marsh will be demolished and rebuilt! Don't stand in the way of the town's construction! You're living a good life! The townsfolk aren't having a good time! Now Lord Woolley is working tirelessly for the townspeople! Only then did he get the opportunity from the Supreme Council and the Temple to make the town rise again!" Baker said this, raising his hand and pointing at the owner of the house, "You are the first citizen in the queue to demolish! You take the lead in not demolishing it! What do other citizens think?" What do you want the townspeople to think?Are you trying to sabotage the plans of Salt Marsh Town and destroy the happiness that the townspeople have been hoping for?!" The

owner of the house, who had been asked by a series of reprimands, was so angry that this Baker kicked himself to the opposite side of the town in a few words, but he was so anxious that Lord Bill said that he would come to help stand on the field, why didn't

he see a figure at this time? Of course, he couldn't see a figure, because Bill couldn't come at this time—he was dragged by Woolley.

It wasn't a whim to hold Bill down, but someone reported to Woolley before dawn, saying that Bill was going to help obstruct the demolition today, and the entourage of a certain minor nobleman who came to report the news was also Gruul's eyeliner - since he came to Salt Marsh Town, Gruul began to find and cultivate eyeliner, and the purpose was naturally to serve Woolley.

Woolley didn't really mind Bill's obstruction, but more is better than less, so he found Bill early in the morning with the list of the National People's Army, but after Bill arrived, he didn't mention anything about the National People's Army, but took out the matter of how to defend the town in an emergency situation, and at the same time put on a sincere look, which made him feel that he was very "military talented" Bill was addicted to preaching, and of course, he didn't forget to refute Woolley's previous defense arrangements to the point of being useless.

However, if he didn't refute it, it would be fine, but a group of refutators Woolley asked for advice more seriously and carefully, and he looked like a layman, and Bill forgot about the endorsement on the ......

When Baker saw that the owner of the house did not squeak, he raised the horn again: "I will give you one last advice! Open the door honestly and accept the demolition! I can give you half a day! Let you pack up your things and move out! If you don't listen to the persuasion! According to the orders of Lord Woolley! We will destroy this house directly! Don't say anything and hurt people when the time comes! We will not be responsible!"

"Beck, don't scare people here! I'm not afraid to tell you! My house is protected by a big man! Who dares to touch a stone brick in my house! I can't eat and go around!" the owner of the house shouted angrily, but his eyes were constantly searching, and he secretly cried out in his heart.

I can't help but complain, there are only about 60 people in his mansion, even the inner family and the cook, and the townspeople who look at the bustle outside the house at this time are not counted, there are more than 200 people brought by Baker alone, if a swarm of bees comes up, how can I deal with it.

"If you move a stone brick, you're going to make people walk around without eating?" Baker raised his eyebrows, "I really want to try it, how did you make me walk around without eating!"

With that, Baker threw the horn at his subordinates, snatched a copper hammer from a member of the demolition team and carried it on his shoulder, his neck and chin raised: "Everyone make way for me."

After everyone parted according to the words, Baker swaggered to the courtyard wall with a hammer, first glanced at the owner of the house on the wall above his head, and then swung the hammer with his arm, and slammed it on the courtyard wall with a "bang".

Don't look at Baker, who is over fifty years old and chubby, the power of this hammer is not small, although his hands are numb, but under this full blow, a certain stone brick on the courtyard wall immediately cracks and ......

"What's going on?!, I'll knock ......" Baker looked up triumphantly, but halfway through his words, there was a flower in front of him, and something black seemed to fall, and then, with a sudden "bang" on his head, an unbearable pain immediately spread to his whole body.

Baker's body shook, and he took two steps back in a row, and then sat on the ground.

"Lord Baker. The nearest few town managers to Baker hurriedly surrounded and helped.

After Baker was picked up, he felt that his head was painful and dizzy, and it seemed that there were still hot and sticky things down his face, down, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, only to see a piece of red into his eyes, and he saw

red! "Okay! Okay!" Baker said in his heart that although my official luck has not been good recently, I am still an official in Salt Marsh Town, I am just angry and knocked a stone in your house, you actually knocked on my brain?

Baker was angry, but the owner of the house was crying and laughing in his heart, in fact, no one had done anything to Baker, but it was so coincidental - Baker's hammer not only broke a stone brick, but also shook off a carved stone slab used for the decoration of the outer wall of the wall, and then hit Baker directly.

Speaking of which, Baker was lucky, because the carved slate was only the size of a half a palm, and the thickness was only a finger, and if it was any bigger, Baker would probably have to lie down at this point.

"Brothers, rush up for me! Tear it down!" Baker didn't care about the reason at this time, and he immediately shouted loudly, and with a fierce wave of his right hand, he pointed to the door of this mansion.

After some chaotic but still passionate promises, nearly 100 town managers and more than 100 members of the demolition team charged murderously ......

After two loud bangs, the latch of the gate was slammed off, and the exclamations in the door and on the wall suddenly sounded.

"Rush!" shouted from the chaotic crowd, as if he was not demolishing the house now, but brandishing his weapon at the enemy.

There are really "enemies", that is, those subordinates and slaves who take turns to pose on the wall, but after all, they are mortal fetuses, and when they saw more than 200 people rushing in, where did they dare to move, but the owner of the house himself was really anxious, jumped off the wall regardless of it, and raised the leather whip in his hand.

But as soon as the whip was swung and no one was hit, I didn't know who had taken the ...... with one hand

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the house saw that the slaves on the wall were dragged down by these "thugs" who rushed into the door, and some of them were beaten to the point that they cried ...... their mothers

Then, a loud trumpet and a dull crash of wood came from inside and outside the courtyard wall at the same time......

Then, the frightened screams of the inner family came from ...... inner house

Outside the gate, Baker scolded while covering his head, and the laughter and shouting around him continued to ......

When the faint noise reached his ears, Bill was suddenly startled, took two quick steps to the window to take a look, and then was stunned.

After a while, he slowly turned around, frowned, and a chill appeared in his eyes: "Lord Woolley, you are really calculating!" Woolley

smiled slightly, folded the defense map carefully, and gently put it back in the drawer, and then stood up slowly: "Bill Protector, I have to hold a meeting in the afternoon, don't forget to attend, it's very important, and I hate that others don't take meetings seriously."

Bill narrowed his eyes and slammed the door.