Under the clear blue sky, patches of farms are distributed on the ground like patches, and civilians are dotted in between, and are planting wheat seeds for the next season.

Occasional rest, they will also talk about the war that is happening in the western border. Except for the military families who are worried about the safety of their husbands and sons, other civilians are not happy. There is no way. Once the war starts, it means As taxes increase.

"This day is getting harder and harder. When will it be?"

"I heard that Xijing is not only a bumper harvest this year, but it is also tax-free for three years. Unfortunately, if there is no war, they can definitely live a few years."

"What a fart, the three dukes and the king attacked at the same time. The native duke is dead, and the leaders have to bear these military expenses."

"Then you guessed wrong. In order to let those civilians give up their resistance and easily take over the West, I heard that the Duke issued an order to reduce taxes for three years."

The peasants were talking, but when someone said this, they immediately caused dissatisfaction.

"Why should we pay for military spending?"

"What's the use of your name here? Any dissatisfaction, go to the tax officer?"

"It's better to let the indigenous duke fight, and I heard that he is a civilian, and I definitely know our sufferings."

"Shut up, you want to kill us. If the sheriff heard this, we would all be hanged."

The farmers quickly dispersed, and some words were absolutely impossible to say, but after a few steps, they stopped all because the ground was shaking slightly.

"what happened?"

The farmers raised their heads subconsciously. Looking towards the end of the avenue, where the smoke was billowing, for a while. The hoof sounds range from small to loud, like thunder.

"Are these cavalrymen going wrong?"

The most powerful robbers in the northern border do not have this rushing momentum, so the farmers are not worried, just wondering why they did not go to the western border, but ran in the direction of the king.

Soon, a team of cavalry who could not see the tail broke into the field of vision, and the doubts on the peasants' faces turned into shock. Then it turned into fear, because it was a group of cavalry who could not recognize him completely.

"Run!"

The organic farmer turned and ran. But the more frightened legs were paralyzed and he was trembling, unable to exert force at all.

This cavalry regiment was too strong, and the pioneer cavalry was wearing a black cloak. It is embroidered with spider motifs hanging upside down by spider silks. They wear scimitars on their waists, long bows on their backs, and a black cheetah mount under the crotch.

Later, the barbarians on the war horses, in order to move forward lightly, they only wore a pair of leather pants, carrying a battle axe, that unique costume. Even farmers can recognize their identity.

Afterwards, the Demon Corps was a little confused. The team was not neat, but the crotch mount was strange. All of them are powerful and full-bodied, and they are full of deterrent force.

Of course, the most frightening thing is the dwarf heavy cavalry at the end of the team, running at high speed, just like a steel chariot. Unstoppable.

"Look!"

Someone heard the buzz and looked up subconsciously. I saw a huge floating battleship flying from high altitude. The beautiful and wild lines are very visually stunning.

"This is the Legion of the West?"

"Shouldn't it? Didn't you see the natives of the hills? Besides, that Downton had only been a Duke for a few days and could afford a floating warship? Isn't it said that only the nine empires have it?"

"But there are barbarians!"

The peasants looked at the departing cavalry regiment, and looked uneasy.

"I will report to the mayor!"

The organic farmer was ready to report, maybe he could get a few silver coins as a bounty, but just after dozens of steps, a long arrow shot over and pierced his neck.

The farmers found out that a team of Rangers riding a black panther had no idea when they appeared nearby.

"Dare to whistle the whistleblowers to the north, kill no amnesty, report the whistleblowers to us, and reward thousands!"

The captain of the ranger took off his cloak and immediately shocked the farmers.

"Dark Knight?"

"Drow Elf?"

The farmers not only trembled this time, but were directly scared and pale, and slumped on the ground.

Even three-year-old children know that the dark elves living in the underground world are evil races that believe in extreme fanaticism. They hate all surface creatures and like to use their souls to worship the Rose Spider. They even forget that the dark ranger is The best rangers in the world, they can easily hunt any opponent in field combat by riding them.

"Once the owner lays the northern border, it will be tax-free for three years."

"The war will be clear in seven days, and you will be free to tell the news!"

The captain of the Ranger finished, riding the black panther to continue running, the task of these teams is to use the killing to deter farmers who want to inform after the army passes.

"How to do?"

The peasants watched the drow as they left.

"Don't see it!"

"Yes, wait seven days, and see the result. I don't want to be killed by the dark elves."

"It would be nice if it was really tax-free!"

No matter who is in power, the farmers only care about their lives and wallets. Seven days is not long. They can wait. Besides, the dark elves are born assassins and killers.

No one dared to underestimate the reward that rewarded thousands of dollars, even if Downton was defeated, picking up a peasant was still effortless.

Everyone glanced at the unlucky bodies that were shot and made them more honest.

On the ancient spear, Downton sat on the bridge, contemplating the hanging map of the North.

As a third-rate country, Drankford has a small land area. It takes only seven days to travel from Qingmu Town to Busk, the main city in the north. If the cavalry is running at full speed, it can be arrived in more than two days. Of course, in order to ensure combat effectiveness, you can immediately enter the battle after arrival, it takes three days.

"Don't worry, the Dark Ranger is the best Ranger on this continent. The Wolf Wolf Cavalry who are notorious are a little inferior to them, and they cover the battlefield, and none of the scouts in the North can run away. "

Xia Luo placed the black tea in front of Downton. He comforted him softly.

"I'm not worried about this. Even if the Duke of the North Realm got the news and recalled the expedition generals, we can grab at least a three-day time difference, enough to lay down the main city."

As soon as he decided to make a long-distance raid and directly capture the plan for the main city of Northland, Downton immediately dispatched every batch of Drow Rangers who rushed to the Dragon Fire Array.

These rangers squadrons will be scattered on the route of the advance of the army. Hunt scouts and remove all checkpoints. Try to cover the battlefield information.

"That's good!"

Looking at the calm Downton, Xia Luo smiled, and the confident boy came back.

"Master, I always think there is something wrong with this plan!"

Jackson muttered softly. Fear of causing Downton's dissatisfaction.

"Say!"

Downton didn't look at the ghoul.

"We have been operating in the western border for a year, and promulgated various preferential policies, but in the face of war, your entire mobilization order did not even call up 1% of the soldiers, and so on, we are more basic in the northern border. None, even if it is hit, it will still fall to the same level as Xijing and get nothing. I think this is purely a wedding dress for other dukes!"

Jackson racked his brain and thought, after having drow. Its scout mission has also been taken away, plus the worst strength, if you do not work hard, I am afraid I can only survive by flattering.

"Sirace, do you know?"

Downton asked about the Banshee of Death.

Cerise shook her head, although she was a princess. I have received elite education, but I really know too little about politics and military affairs.

"I don't want land and a person's mouth. I want to make the northern border chaos, so that there will be a lot of flames, so that I will have a chance."

Downton took the Golden Crown Shuting fountain pen and listed his advantages on the paper.

"Every country on the Western Continent, whether it is a monarch or aristocrat, is hereditary. Therefore, killing only one duke cannot cause chaos. It must be cut off with his heirs, so that those who are descendants of the lineage have the opportunity to jump out and compete for the duke Bit."

"What about then?"

With Jackson’s barren brain, it’s hard to imagine.

"Unlike the big nobles, these side branches with inheritance rights may be downright nobles or small nobles, but without exception, they will not have too much territory, so the northern border is already large enough for them. , So the first thing they need to do is to attract as many supporters of real power as possible to grab the north border."

Among the nobles, in order to secure the right of the heirs of the direct descendants, the superiors were very ruthless in suppressing those of the side, with a strong **** smell.

"So we can get some breathing time in the west?"

Celice's eyes lit up.

"It's true that as long as the three major realms are not monolithic, the strength advantage will be eliminated, and then we can break each one."

After Jackson finished speaking, he shook his head suddenly, "No, we don't have the source of soldiers, the soldiers will fight less and less!"

"Wrong, in the early stage, we can rely on the hilly aborigines. In the middle period, if the situation is clear, the troops of the Three Realms should be withdrawn, and we can return to the Western Realm. After all, the nobles here have been killed by me and the control has weakened. I can spend a lot of money to recruit soldiers. Of course, even if I don’t withdraw, I am confident to destroy them."

In the final analysis, Downton still has to return to the West, because here, he has accumulated a little prestige.

"You can also hire mercenary regiments. Those war mad dogs like to make a fortune." Xia Luo added, "And when Downton shows a certain power, there will be a large nobility to come to the door and help him to be a puppet, and then Share the interests of Deranke."

The nine empires don’t care about Franklin’s rotten meat, but the small surrounding countries care that even if they don’t send troops, they will choose spokespersons and secretly give them material and diplomatic support.

"Wait, at the end of this kind of battle, it must be a battle between the big and small lords. The entire Frankfort is completely in the flames of war. Even if we win in the end, we will get a mess. Come on."

Jackson wasn't stupid at home yet.

"Not bad!"

Downton sighed deeply.

"It's enough to be the final winner. What do you do?"

Cheap God thinks this plan is good. Although the implementation is very difficult.

"Yes, you did not put Xijing in the first place. Decided to stay dead, but jumped out of this circle, macro judgment, this analysis is very commendable."

Homer's rare praise.

"Do you think I don't want to keep it? Can't bear it!"

Downton smiled bitterly, to tell the truth, he wanted to save the Western Realm from the fighting and let the people suffer less from sin and loss. To do so at any cost, the ineffective mobilization order directly shattered his last sympathy.

"Don't the Duke promise to be guilty. Maybe in the end, it won't be too bad!"

After Jackson finished talking, he found that Downton and Xia Luo's contemptuous eyes dropped.

"An idiot, a bandit is like a comb. A soldier is like a grate. The soldiers in the West Realm are rotten to wear the title of the West Realm. Do you think that the soldiers in the other three realms are not bad? There will definitely be many unlucky civilians."

Homer sneered.

"Deserved, who made them not support their master!" Jackson was gloating, wishing that the civilians were out of luck, and then a sigh of relief appeared. "The three Dukes must have swept the snow before each other, and they might not have been destroyed, so this plan is feasible. ."

Whether it is feasible or not. This is Downton's last path.

At noon on the 19th, Downton's army arrived in the northern city of Busk, half a day earlier than expected. When the vanguard cavalry passed over the small towns located on the outskirts of the city, the dense flames of smoke rose!

Because of their dependence on the main city, these townsfolk are more loyal, and they are also afraid of being slaughtered.

Downton was not interested in pondering with these fishes, he let the cavalry regiment advance at full speed. Before the guard responds, rush into Busk.

The magnificent Duke's mansion. The bearded Duke Busk had not slept for two days. At this time, he was snarling at the intelligence officer with a pair of dark circles.

"Where did that indigenous duke go? It's been four days, and your group of wastes hasn't heard from him yet. Do you want me to hang you all?"

"The Duke is angry, that Downton may be afraid of our army's retaliation, and escaped first. Although there is no news from him, Commander Mingwei's troops have crossed Aoki Town and are heading westward. No, your territory will increase by one third!"

The intelligence officer was worried about being punished and hurriedly reported good news.

"Let Mingwei speed up, to seize more land before the two jerks of the South and East.

Busk sat back in his chair, pointed to the shoulder, and motioned for the maid to massage.

Although angry, Busk didn’t worry about Downton’s army. Although he was a bit shameful, he was killing his black beard and defeating his tens of thousands of troops. He was no longer the most threatening enemy. , To clean up the other dukes.

The intelligence officer was ready to say something, and he saw the guard's panic-slamming bang hit the door.

"You want to die?"

Busk was shocked and grabbed the coffee cup on the table and hit him.

"Duke, the great event is not good, the flames are lit, and an enemy army is coming!" The near guard quickly fell to his knees and gave a loud report. "It is presumed that Downton led the western army!"

"What? Is that guy crazy? Must I ask for my trouble?" Busk's face twisted. In this situation, no one wanted to fight Downton first. "Where is his army?"

"Under the city!"

The Guardian said daringly.

"Which city is it under?"

Busk was still calm, because he didn't believe it because he killed him, Downton had already hit the main city of Busk.

"Busk City!"

After the Chief of the Guard finished speaking, Busker jumped up with a sudden effort, and even the chair behind him was knocked over. He couldn't take it all at all, and grabbed him in a few steps, grabbing his shirt, Lift him up.

"What are you saying? Downton's army is outside?"

"Yes, it's already in the city!"

The Guardian didn't dare to look directly at the Duke's angry eyes.

"What a joke? Was he flying? Why didn't there be any news, let's say that the army of Rosicky was not fighting on the Eastern Front and the King's Army? If they attacked Busk, why not bring them all? Yes, it must be a feint, yes The flames are misplaced!"

The Duke Busker thought about it, looking at the Guardian, hoping he would tell himself that everything he said was false.

"Downton really came and brought more than 10,000 troops, there is no news, because he has dark ranger cavalry and killed all our scouts!"

The Guardian bluntly reported.

puff!

Busker rushed to his heart and vomited a gulp of blood. The two maids' faces were pale and scared. They hurried over to help and were slapped by his two slaps.

"The enemies are coming to the city, what are you doing here? Close the city gate and call me to guard the city!" Busker roared.

"The Duke is assured that the city gate has fallen, and all the regiments are rushing to the city wall, ready to fight!"

Hearing these words, Busker finally felt a little relieved. After all, it was the main city where his family had operated for hundreds of years. There was still an elite army of good quality.

This heavily armed Busker Corps will never attack. Their mission is to stay in the main city, protect the Duke, and suppress the unwillingness of all bad-hearted guys!

"Sign, let Mingwei give back!"

The Duke ordered while going away.

"But he is seizing the territory~lightnovelpub.net~ If he evacuates, it will be cheaper..."

Before the intelligence officer finished, he was slapped in the mouth by the Duke of Busker and several teeth were lost.

"Fool, if I die, what's the use of grabbing more land?"

Giving up the territories at your fingertips makes Busk feel like a knife, but life is the most important thing.

"Walk out, you will meet the indigenous duke, let me see if he has a pit in his head, and actually ran across my main city!"

Busk had a few brushes. After the initial panic, he calmed down and began to deal calmly.

The whole main city has been messed up, and there are citizens rushing home in a hurry, crying, shouting, and screaming.

These citizens have never experienced wars. Yesterday, they talked and laughed in the tavern to discuss if they could get west, would everyone be able to get some land and become a little richer? But today, they began to wonder if they would be killed and their money robbed? Wife and daughter become slaves! (To be continued)

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