"I don't want to do anything wrong, I just want you to keep your head to scare those scoundrels with evil intentions!"
Downton's tone was calm, but it made the nobles feel like they were falling into an ice cave and broke into cold sweats.
"You are joking?"
The nobles all took a step back and looked at Downton warily. Their hands were either holding daggers or stroking the magic rings, ready to activate the magic stored in them at any time.
"Forgot, I want to live, otherwise without the hostage, their family will definitely fight to the death!"
Downton gave instructions to Blackhand and Drizzt, and walked straight towards the living room.
"Fight, send the signal, let the subordinates attack and rescue us!"
The Marquess of Nottingshire roared loudly and pointed his right hand at Downton. The ring on his index finger shone brightly and shot a golden arrow.
This is a magical costume that the Marquis asked a peak dragon-slaying magic user to instill, and he spent a huge amount of money on it. His idea was very simple: hit Downton hard, and then escape through the chaos.
There were also a dozen nobles who had similar thoughts, so they set fire to Downton.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several flares shot into the sky at the same time, exploding into gorgeous fireworks.
"Chance!"
Seeing that Downton did not dodge, the Marquis was overjoyed. Just as he was about to shout a few words to boost his morale, he saw two flame barriers appearing around him, and more than a dozen magic spells hit them, which shattered into elemental sparks.
"How can it be?"
The nobles were dumbfounded when they saw that Downton's shield was not broken. They followed the dwarves and swarmed up and captured them all.
These pampered nobles are nothing but dead bodyguards.
In front of the gate, the shouts of killing instantly erupted.
"Kill them. Leave no chickens or dogs behind!"
Having entered the main city as adventurers long ago, the dead soldiers who were ambushing in the streets and shops in front of the Duke's Palace rushed out, brandishing their weapons, and attacked the gate.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When the magic bullets hit the high walls and gates, the entire street was in chaos, with civilians running around in panic. If you slowed down even a little, you would be cut down to the ground.
"No charge allowed, hold the door!"
The remaining dwarf guards yelled.
The vanguards in the critical battle were all elites selected from a hundred, each at each level of judgment. However, as soon as they stepped onto the steps, a third of them were killed by the flying ax thrown by the dwarf.
"Don't be afraid, rush into the Duke's Mansion, you can take as much gold and silver as you can!"
The cronies of the Marquis family shouted to boost morale.
"Fight!"
The vanguards gritted their teeth one by one, imbued their badges with magic energy, and released a dozen demon servants, using them as human shields to launch a strong attack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dwarves struck hard, and the battle ax struck the demon servant's body, leaving a huge blood groove, and the blood surged like a fountain.
The pioneers' eyes were full of disbelief. They subconsciously slowed down their pace, and then another round of flying axes came.
Click! Click!
A pioneer watched a sharp battle ax cut into the chest of a companion beside him, splitting him in two, exposing his white spine. He could no longer hold back his fear and turned around to run away.
Fear spread like a plague, and the vanguards turned around and ran down the steps without even fighting, escaping from this flesh and blood mill.
"Don't run, rush forward!"
As soon as the confidant finished speaking, dozens of flying axes struck directly at him like a steel storm, smashing him and a dozen subordinates behind him into bloody and bloody corpses.
To capture the thief, capture the king first. The dwarves understand this too.
"A bunch of idiots are climbing over the wall!"
The cronies of other nobles were not dead yet. Although they were frightened, they knew there was no way out, so they shouted and asked their subordinates to climb over the wall.
At the same time, the other three sides of the Duke's Palace also encountered multiple attacks. The shouts of killing shook the sky, and there were constant cries.
"Downton, let us go now, there is still time to negotiate, otherwise we will attack the Duke's Mansion later and you will all die."
The Marquis of Nottingshire was dragged into the drawing room by the devil, and he knelt on the ground with his shoulders pressed, but he still twisted his body and did not give up the threat.
"Tell him to shut up!"
Downton supported his head on one hand and listened to Abagon's report.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A dwarf grabbed the Marquis by the hair, waved his hand and slapped him hard in the face. The broken teeth were spat out and blood spurted out.
Seeing that the Marquis was swollen like a pig's head, the other nobles who were about to shout something wisely closed their mouths.
"The soil in the north is similar to that in the west. When they see our harvest, they naturally can't sit still."
Abagong was helpless. He originally wanted to wait for his master to come back and report his achievements, but because of this war, the money he earned was not enough.
"With your business skills, you wouldn't be so stupid as to refuse to sell seeds, right?"
There is also a fountain of life in Downton, and you can cultivate as many seeds as you want.
"They refused to buy it. What the Duke of the North wants is the land in the West."
Abagong smiled bitterly.
"I see!"
There was no need for the goblin butler to explain in detail. Downton already understood that the former Western Territory was once the main battlefield of the dragon war in the holy war. It was ravaged by the scorching dragon's breath and was filled with fire elements. For thousands of years, it was a rotten place.
On the ground, no crops would grow, but things are different now.
The volcanic oats brought back by Downton are originally a specialty of the Lava Secret Realm, so they are not only very adaptable to the soil of the Western Realm, but because of sufficient irrigation, they grow better than in the Secret Realm.
In the past, the Western Territory was the poorest among the four realms. The other dukes would naturally not start a war for this territory, but after seeing the harvest in the future, how could they still sit still?
"The king has long wanted to hang the Duke of the Four Realms and take back the four territories. As a rising noble, the master is the weakest, so he is naturally the first choice."
Abagon explained.
"If it were me, I would definitely wait until the Duke of the North is finished fighting before I come out to take advantage!"
Downton felt that the king was a bit crazy.
"You think you are an iron plate, but in the eyes of others, you are just a piece of white paper that can be broken when you poke it. At times like this, you are naturally as strong as you are."
Homer reminds Downton to put himself in his shoes. After all, the intelligence between the two sides is not equal.
"By the way, are the King's Army and the Northern Army united? Is there any friction between them?"
Downton took out the map and asked Abagon to mark the garrison situation.
"No, but there is no small conflict!"
Abagong took out a stack of documents, and the important ones were clearly marked with red pen.
"Do you suspect they are in alliance?"
Homer thinks this is very possible. After defeating Downton, dividing the territory equally would be much better than a three-party melee.
"What's going on with the Dukes of the South and East?"
Downton didn't believe that those two would give up such a good opportunity to expand their territory.
"There is no movement at the moment. It's just a wait-and-see attitude." Abagon was very worried, "But this is probably a trick to deceive the enemy. The real troops are already being mobilized and deployed. Master, our intelligence system is too poor.
Real-time feedback is simply not possible.”
"I understand. Beyoncé, I know you are here, come out quickly!"
Downton roared, and the figure of the female drow appeared behind the pillars.
"You have a good sense. We drow rangers are one of the best scouts on this continent!"
Beyoncé sounded proud. She has this qualification because the Drow Rangers are recognized as the most outstanding rangers in combat. Even the Wolf Cavalry, which is famous for its perseverance and has a good reputation, has to succumb to their name.
"Why are you so dazed after knowing this? Send a team to collect information for me as soon as possible." Downton ordered. "I will let Abagon arrange a guide."
"No need, as long as we have a map, we won't get lost!"
Beyoncé turned around and left to arrange for people.
"Rangers, please pay attention to safety, your own safety is the first priority!"
Downton said this in Elvish, which also made the drow very fond of him.
Regardless of whether the drow following him were poor people thrown out because of family rejection or spies with ulterior motives, they still worked hard in the face of a formidable enemy. Otherwise, Downton would die and everything would be in vain.
"Master. The rebels have been cleared!"
Blackhand and Drizzt walked into the hall with a bloody look on their faces and reported the results of the battle.
"impossible!"
The captured nobles subconsciously shouted out. This time they prepared nearly two thousand troops. Half of them were the best-equipped soldiers, and the rest were magicians. There were only three hundred Judgment-level people. How could it be possible? To be killed so quickly?
"No, he didn't lie, all our people were killed!"
Some nobles were attentive and heard that there was no sound of fighting outside, which was obviously a sign that the battle was over.
"Drizzt, I leave the Dark Game Corps to your command. Now take the Ancient Spear and go to the families of these rebellious nobles, kill them all, and eliminate all hidden dangers!"
When it was a matter of life and death, Downton no longer cared about talking about kindness.
"No, we surrender and assist you wholeheartedly!"
Listening to Downton's orders that were full of death, the nobles were frightened, and they cried and begged for mercy one by one. If he were allowed to do this, even if the family was lucky enough to survive, they would have to withdraw from the ranks of the great nobles. After ten years of rest and recuperation, there is no way you can expect to gain the power you have now.
"Why don't you go quickly? Remember, wealth is divided into 30% and 70%. If someone embezzles it, you can kill him on the spot!"
Downton arranged for the drow to carry out the beheading plan instead of the devil man. This is because after all, the elves come from the underground and have no relatives or friends on the surface. Even if they are greedy for money, they will not take too much. Unlike the devil man, he has never forgotten to save a fortune. The thought of going home.
Sure enough, after hearing Downton's order, the demons were all jealous to death. They confiscated their homes and exterminated their clans. Any time there was an opportunity to make a fortune.
"As you command!"
After all, Drizzt is the next martial arts master trained by the Duden family. Not only is he strong, but his military quality is also good. After receiving orders, he immediately executes them and makes all arrangements in good order.
The drow have all heard of Drizzt's name, so they don't reject it. Besides, as dark elves who are cunning and insidious, they often do things like destroying people, so they feel no psychological pressure and are eager to try it.
"Downton, you must die a happy death!"
The nobles cursed loudly. They originally thought that after the coup, they could carve up the Western Territory, but what they didn't expect was that their families would be destroyed.
"Issuing a notice to stabilize the people and warning all those with evil intentions. If they dare to take advantage of the opportunity to rob and disrupt public order, as long as they are caught, the whole family will be arrested!"
While talking about the cruel decree, Downton took out his pocket watch, "It's getting late, I'm going to the front line now." (To be continued...)