It took half a day for Downton to use the Repentance of the Undead to capture a hundred soul-level ghoul servants. Because of the powerful human shield unit of Abomination, most of the ghouls wore warrior light armor.
Sacrifice defense to ensure agility.
"Anyway, there are a lot of ghouls wandering in the dungeon, and there are countless soldiers. We just need to replenish them after they die."
Looking at the heavily armed ghouls, Downton felt somewhat complacent. His current private armed force was no worse than some powerful nobles with territories. The only trouble was that he couldn't legalize them.
With Downton's status and background, there is no problem in using him in Morning Mist Town, but if he leaves here, he will be charged with conspiracy to subvert the country and thrown into a water prison.
"It will be better when you become the mayor." Homer comforted.
"Can you go to the mercenary agency to register and establish a mercenary group?" Downton led the two girls to the teleportation array and asked Homer for advice.
"It's too troublesome. The mercenary group needs to conduct an assessment every year, and there will be officials to check the qualifications and funding issues of the team members." Homer despised, "You think those in power are idiots for letting an organization like the mercenary group
Is it popular in China?"
"What do you mean?" Downton didn't understand.
"The larger the number of mercenary groups, the stricter the verification, and basically the backend is either a marquis or a duke. It is a private armed force that has changed its direction. Of course, it may also be national power."
Homer analyzes the situation in the north for Downton.
"The largest empire bordering the north is St. Jutland. Under her control, the number of troops owned by many small countries in the north is not allowed to exceed a certain range, otherwise they will be subject to double economic and military sanctions. So, the small countries
We use mercenary groups to train soldiers, conduct actual combat training, and then hide part of the country's military strength."
If the two empires went to war, a third-rate country like Delankfurt would be forced to recruit troops and help Jutland participate in the war as a client state.
Of course, the empire does not want to have too many auxiliary forces. If civil strife breaks out, it will inevitably affect the war situation if it is difficult to deal with.
"It's really troublesome, so it's better to be a noble with a territory!"
Downton sighed, the country's territory is only that big, and the nobility is inherited. The territory that the country can take back every year is pitifully small. There are more monks than meat. Unless you have made a particularly great contribution to the country, or have a very strong backing, you can get together.
Territory, otherwise just hang on to a title and wait for death for the rest of your life.
"For many nobles, being able to have a title and receive a salary while being a parasite is a goal that they may not achieve even after a lifetime of hard work, and only stupid young people like you who don't understand anything can do it.
Only then would you crave for a powerful noble." Homer hit Downton, "But with your appearance and figure, if you lose face and become the mistress of a princess, you might actually become a noble."
Celes clenched her fingers suddenly. She didn't know why she was nervous.
"Hey, not only will I marry a princess in the future, but all the maids at home will also be princesses." Downton fired back.
"That's not a bad tone. I'm afraid you won't be able to catch any of them." Homer and Downton bickered.
"Who said that, we have a Snowman Princess here!" Downton put his arm around Celes's shoulders and looked at Homer demonstratively.
"Brother, I support you in marrying a bunch of princesses back home." Hu Tao added to the confusion.
Celes' body froze. Her cheeks were so red that she felt like she was burning.
Teleporting back to the mine, Downton was about to call Abagon to set off, but he didn't expect the goblin to be waiting for him.
"Master, something bad has happened." Abagon looked anxious. "Tyson gathered a coalition of bandits and told Mayor Franz that he must hand over your head, otherwise he will attack Chenwu Town and kill everyone.
Townspeople.”
"What?" Downton thought he heard wrongly.
"Dofink can't keep you, because Tyson has captured many nobles and said that they can only use you in exchange, otherwise he will kill them. Now the families of those nobles are waiting in the mine."
Aba Gongyan gave a brief and comprehensive introduction.
Rockel and Rukia escaped, but only a dozen followers were left. Such heavy losses, as well as the fighting power displayed by the gangsters, completely panicked the townspeople, and those guys who had some status and reputation
They all agreed to hand over Downton to calm Tyson's anger.
Downton didn't expect that something like this would happen just over a day after he left. He knew he couldn't escape, so he simply went to see Dofink.
"Don't worry, I will definitely protect you."
Before Downton could speak, Dofink gave Downton a reassurance.
"Thank you, sir." Downton thanked him, but something felt wrong. But before he could figure out the reason, more than a hundred men crowded into the reception room.
"Dofink, my son has been arrested, what do you think we should do?"
The leader was a middle-aged nobleman, who obviously had some relationship with Dofink. He stared at Downton when he spoke, and it was clear that he meant business.
"Everyone calm down first."
Dofink pressed his hands down to appease everyone. There was nothing he could do. There were business representatives, civilian representatives, and more nobles in this group of people. They already included all the middle and upper-class forces on the border of Redwood County. Even if he was
Placido's cronies did not want to offend this force.
"It's all this guy. If he hadn't killed Tyson's brother, that gangster wouldn't have come to attack Chenwu Town."
"Hand him over, or the whole town will be destroyed."
"It's all because he didn't obey orders that the crusade failed. Let him be hanged."
A group of people roared and spat, placing all the blame on Downton.
"You're talking nonsense!" Celes stood in front of Downton and argued for him, but the angry people didn't listen at all and pushed her away.
"Everyone, be quiet!"
Dofink was worried to death, but he was secretly cursing in his heart. The two thousand leaders failed. In order to escape guilt, they blamed Downton for the reason. They didn't even look at the pile of heads they brought back.
A real achievement.
But who makes Downton a powerless commoner? Two families with thousands of people are constantly running around, sending money to build relationships. In the end, Downton will definitely be the unlucky one.
"Follow us."
More than a dozen representatives rushed to Downton and pulled his clothes. Dofink's kind attitude made them more emboldened.
"Brother, what should I do? Do you want to beat them up?" Hutao didn't dare to act randomly this time, but she clenched her little fists and wanted to beat them up.
"Let go!" Downton pulled away the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, but more hands were stretched out, and some people even took the opportunity to kick and beat him.
"Pooh!"
A business representative spat at Downton.
Downton turned his head to avoid it. Unable to bear it anymore, he directly raised his iron fist and hit him on the nose.
boom!
Prolonged nosebleeds.
Downton was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, attacking with long fists.
These guys usually live in a comfortable position, but there was Downton's opponent, who was instantly beaten all over his face, and rolled all over the floor with nosebleeds.
Screams filled the living room.
"Downton, what are you doing?" Dofink was startled. Can you beat these people? If you offend them, you will be isolated. Even if you become the mayor, they will use them up in a few days.
Use all means to drive him down.
"Of course I want to teach these thugs a lesson. This is the main meeting room, not a tavern. They are not allowed to run wild here." Downton seemed to be thinking about Dofink and wanted to pull him onto his warship.
Downton stopped, because the little Loli had already rushed out. He punched and kicked them, and gave them a good beating.
"Where are the guards? Why are you still standing there? Why don't you arrest them?"
The nobles roared. When had they ever suffered such a loss? They were so angry that they wanted to tear Downton into pieces.
The guards rushed in, drew their sharp blades and pounced on Downton.
The war space opened, and Quasimodo and Jackson each came out with ten subordinates. If the space was not too small, there would be more demon servants.
"Throw them out!"
Downton waved his hand impatiently.
"As you command, Master!"
Quasimodo responded, punched out, and hit the guard at the front.
This unlucky guy flew straight out as if he had been hit by a battering ram, knocking over several of his companions. The people behind him stopped in astonishment, looking at the burly, ugly and ferocious Abomination warriors with horrified faces.
The abominations grabbed the humans in front of them one by one and threw them out of the door. Some of them missed the target and fell on the wall, groaning in pain.
"Downton, are these?" Dofink was also shocked. Downton's strength seemed to exceed his expectations.
"They are all demon servants I recruited." Downton explained, and then yelled, "Shut up, all of them."
"Who do you think you are, a commoner who dares to show off his power in front of us?"
"I'm telling you, if you offend us, you will be dead. Now surrender your weapons and we will spare your life."
These people were used to being arrogant, so they would be threatened by Downton and scold them immediately.
"Calm down those nonsense talkers!" Downton snorted coldly. What he said was really high-sounding. Wouldn't it be a dead end if he handed himself over to Tyson?
Jackson immediately jumped out.
The abominations also rushed over, and these representatives immediately endured the pain and climbed up, trying to escape.
"Everyone, listen to me, can you believe the words of a gangster? Especially Tyson. How many villages has that guy slaughtered? Have you ever seen him let a civilian go?" Dofinke persuaded him earnestly.
"What about our son? Dofink, I beg you this time, please hand over this kid?"
"Tyson only gave us three days to think about it. If we don't hand him over, we will all be done with it!"
Seeing that he was too tough, those nobles began to play the family card. They felt that without Dofink's protection, crushing Downton to death would be easier than crushing an ant.
"Even if Tyson means what he says, handing over Downton is just to delay some time so that we can make arrangements." The nobles persuaded, "After Rocker and the others are all wiped out, we will send enough troops over.
It will take at least four or five days!”
Everyone knew that they couldn't defeat Downton, so they began to persuade Dofink in all directions, and even offered conditions nakedly. As long as he agreed, everyone would fully cooperate with him, and there would no longer be a shortage of various materials and personnel.
.(To be continued..)
ps: The fourth volume of the war is coming and is about to end!