Chapter 235 Entering

"Of course, after all, there is a short distance between the Tyrian Territory and the Zell Program. Once something dangerous happens, it is impossible to take care of both!"

At this time, Ikos, the staff member, stood up and discussed with Dean in the most appropriate capacity. 【light novel】

"So, I suggest that some outposts be established between the Territory of Tyre and the Territory of Zelgon, and around the two territories, and at the same time expand the scope of conscription again!"

Dean said his plan.

"There is no problem with the outpost, but the conscription..."

Ikos, the staff member, hesitated slightly.

"For the outpost, each of us has half of the two territories. As for the conscription, I am willing to pay all!"

Dean said directly.

In fact, Dean absolutely does not want other people to intervene in his army-in Dean's view, his army only needs to listen to him alone.

"In this case……"

Staff member Ikos still hesitated.

This aide was also very clear about the meaning of conscription; however, he couldn't intervene in it - because Tyreland's finances simply didn't allow him to do so.

Almost subconsciously, Ikos glanced at Baron Tyre sitting there.

The adult he is loyal to is good at everything, the only thing is that he is a little too ignorant of the way of business; or...sometimes he cares too much about face.

And obviously, Baron Till also knew that he did not do well, so his face turned red.

However, it was obvious that Baron Tire was planning to be an ostrich, and as soon as he lowered his head, he handed over the whole matter to his staff.

Immediately, Ikos gave a helpless wry smile.

"Cough, cough, Dean, you also know the importance of the Knights, although there will be some guards in the town, but..."

After coughing a few times, Ikos said embarrassingly.

"I will swear by my real name,

Absolutely will not do anything malicious to Tyre! "

Facing Ikos' hesitation, Dean said directly.

Immediately, Baron Till and his staff were taken aback.

"We are able to sit here and discuss these things because we have had a very deep friendship before - and I am confident that this friendship will continue for our children and grandchildren!"

Dean looked at the two people in a daze, and couldn't help laughing.

This sentence, except for the last sentence that needs to be discussed, the previous words are all true, and they are all words from Dean's heart.

Compared with those nobles who surrendered, Baron Tyre, who was able to fight to the death on the battlefield, was more likely to be worthy of Dean's trust.

"Then, let's discuss the details!"

Baron Till looked at the smiling Dean, nodded and said.

And then, about half an hour later, the alliance agreement between the Territory of Tyre and the Territory of Zelgon appeared——

1. As allies, we need to help each other.

2. A certain amount of Kimpton is required to invest in the construction of the Knights every year.

It is roughly these two points.

And, after Dean swore by his real name, Baron Till swore by his real name too.

Immediately, the relationship between the two parties took another step forward.

"Is there really no need to stay and finish lunch before leaving?"

Baron Till asked Dean like this.

If there was a trace of diaphragm-like etiquette before, then Baron Tire now completely treats Dean as one of his own.

"The matters of the Knights, the matters of the Zelgon Territory, especially the latter, are basically urgent—although I don't want to speculate on others, but some guys who take advantage of the chaos always exist like this!"

Dean politely declined Baron Tyre's offer.

"Well, those guys are the most damning!"

Baron Tyre, who obviously thought of something, nodded with an uneasy face, and then shook his fist heavily.

"Don't worry, I won't be soft on certain things!"

Bowing again, Dean waved goodbye to Baron Tyre, and returned all the way to the Knights' residence.

Seeing Huck in military uniform and the young people of the Knights, Dean couldn't help but startled, then chuckled, and patted Huck on the shoulder vigorously, for someone who could guess what he wanted to do and give Dean will naturally feel happy as a cooperating deputy.

"Except for the recruits, the rest take their horses and set off!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Dean's words received a response from all the young people.

Then, the team that had been drilled dozens of times by Dean left the Knights' garrison, while Maher and Ike, who stayed behind to guard the garrison, watched the team disappear before their eyes before returning to the garrison. ——They stay, of course, not only to guard the garrison, but also the training of recruits cannot be stagnant.

"Run away for me, didn't you eat at noon? It's still night, you don't want to eat anymore!"

The face is ordinary, even with a hint of simple and honest Mahe, but at this time there is a sense of sternness, not only the voice is loud, but the whip in his hand is also merciless. A fall behind is a whip—as if Dean and Huck had trained them the way they did in the beginning.

Still, none of the recruits held grudges.

Because, with the words and deeds of Dean and Huck, Maher has already understood how to convince these young people-you run ten laps, I run twenty laps, you do twenty weight-bearing strength exercises, I do four ten times.

Looking at the recruits who were being driven away and Mahe who had entered the instructor mode, Ekla scratched his neckline and walked quickly into Dean's room, where there were still dozens of potions that he needed to prepare—at least, The amount of training today cannot be stopped; otherwise, a large number of people will not be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

Mach and Ike dealt with all matters of the Knights of Feichalun in an orderly manner.

And under the leadership of Dean, the veterans of the Knights of Fei Chalun who marched hurriedly for half the afternoon and half the night appeared outside the original Defendi Territory and now Zelgaon Territory.

Looking at the town without any soldiers guarding or patrolling, Dean frowned.

Obviously, things went as he expected.

There are people who take advantage of the fire at any time, especially when there are many people with unclean backgrounds among their subordinates-many of the mercenaries have bad records, which they cannot deny.

Although most of them were killed by Dean that day, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be any remaining guys who will have bad intentions at this time.

"Get on the horse!"

Dean gave an order, and immediately, the soldiers behind him jumped up.

"Into town!"

Dean took the lead in urging his horse in the place where there was not much snow, and all the soldiers behind him followed.

blah, blah...

The loud sound of horseshoes, like raindrops, sounded densely.

Suddenly, the quiet town was broken.

Many houses were lit up, but then went out again.

Then, there was silence again.

Without soldiers, guards, or even a single obstacle, Dean and his party came to the place where they fought De Fendi that day—the original baron's mansion had long been in ruins.

However, the appearance of being flipped back and forth by people is obvious even in ruins.

"Siron, go and get me the town's tax collector and the captain of the guard!"

Dean ordered like this.

Immediately, Xi Lun got off his horse with two soldiers, and rushed towards the tallest and most beautiful house in the town - if you want to identify a person's status, looking at the house where the other person lives is definitely one of the most direct and effective means one.

A moment later, a middle-aged man was brought in front of Dean by Siren.

"My lord, my lord!"

The middle-aged man said tremblingly, no doubt, he recognized Dean.

"You're the town's tax collector?"

Dean asked, and at the same time looked at the other party - fair skin, no calluses on the fingertips, slightly fat body, and the clothes on his body were not burlap, but delicate cotton.

Obviously, the square bag is well maintained, and life is nourishing.

"Yes, yes, my lord!"

The middle-aged man nodded, secretly looking at the expression on Dean's face, but when Dean's gaze swept over him, the middle-aged man immediately trembled.

"Where are the original soldiers in the town?"

Looking at the slightly useless appearance of the other party, Dean asked the most concerned question.

"They all dispersed, male... After Defendi died, Sir, after you left, they all dispersed!"

The middle-aged man replied like this.

"Just gone?"

Dean's voice became colder, and he pointed to the ruins behind him.

"They also took some things..."

Facing Dean's cold words, the middle-aged man immediately trembled and said cautiously.

"Just some? The armor and weapons that should have been included here are not counted, what about the necessary horses, and more supplies? I remember that the original knights stationed in the Defendi Territory is in the Defendi Territory, right? "

Dean snorted softly, and looked up to look for a building similar to a barracks; soon, Dean found it, and Dean raised his finger and pointed there and said, "Siron, take someone to the barracks!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Xi Lun rushed there with his people.

After a while, Siren ran back.

"Regimental Commander, the entire barracks has been evacuated..."

"Jeez, Sir, it's not that I don't want to stop it, it's just that they all have weapons, and I'm unarmed!"

Just as Silen was reporting, the former tax officer of Delfendi fell to his knees with a plop.

"yes?"

Dean sneered twice, and ordered directly: "Siron search this guy's house to see if there is anything that does not match his identity!"

Hearing such words, the tax official, who was already on his knees, instantly collapsed to the ground.

This guy's performance naturally explained the problem.

"Chad, go ring the bell and gather all the townspeople!"

Dean continued talking, and then, looking at the tax official, he said slowly, "I need a detailed account of what happened. Are you going to tell it yourself, or let someone else tell it?"

ps second update~

The decadent self even despises his own willpower... I have already fallen asleep, but my friend called in the early morning-fat intestines noodles, are you coming?

Then, it is the rhythm of fat sausage noodles, barbecue, beer, and gossip until the middle of the night.

I woke up at 5:00 p.m. So, today's update, all kinds of late, I would like to say sorry to everyone!

Thank you, Huolei Moniu for the reward of 100 starting coins~~~Decadent bows again to thank the brothers and sisters who support decadent~~~r1152