In the hall of the lord of Tignac City, at this time, several squire-like guys dressed in regular clothes sat at the table in the lord's hall and whispered.

"Hey, you say, can the people sent by the Earl solve that big trouble in the southern valley this time?"

"I don't think so, with my years of experience, these people are by no means idle. Didn't you see how miserable the county soldiers who usually flaunted their might in front of us died one by one? ”

"yes, yes." The rest of the squires who listened attentively agreed. Only one guy watched the crowd quietly and didn't say a word.

"I'm looking~" Just as another squire was about to speak, a man who looked like a bandit leader was followed by a few small minions who pushed open the door of the lord's hall and walked inside.

"Oh, Lord Baron, you're here!" The guy who didn't say a word just now hurriedly licked his face and greeted the comer. The bandit leader glanced at the group of fellows and walked straight to the main seat of the leader. When the broadsword in his hand fell on the corner of the table, the man who looked like the leader of the bandits spoke: "Everyone, I think you also know the reason why I invited you here. ”

"Of course we do, Lord Baron." A fat-faced guy quickly replied. The bandit leader looked at this guy, it was the same person who had joined him in the dense forest outside the city with a few territorial guards a few days ago.

After receiving a secret letter from the Earl of Bernard, the squire went around to inquire about the Legion of Wales and the deployment of various parts of the county, and after making sure that everything was in order, he secretly passed the news to the Baron Baron, the leader of the troops sent by the Count of Bernard to attack Tiniez. With the help of the two of them, more than a dozen of the soldiers of Tignets were killed, and the remaining soldiers of the city fled with their wounded companions towards the south gate, and the city of Tignets fell into the hands of the baron who led the soldiers.

"Okay, good, tell me what I asked you to do." With that, the baron turned his gaze to the squire who had spoken.

I saw that the guy with a fat face immediately untied the bulging cloth bag around his waist, and put the open cloth bag in front of the leading baron with a smile on his face. Under the illumination of the candlelight, I saw that it was full of shiny small gold coins, and the scattered golden light reflected into the wide eyes of the Viscount of the leading soldiers. Seeing this, the rest of the crowd immediately placed the money bag that had been prepared in front of the baron of the soldiers.

"Ahem," the baron reined in and continued, "Ladies and gentlemen, what are you doing here?" I have come on the orders of the Earl to help you get rid of the tyrannical rule of this Frontier Viscount, and you too~"

"Lord Baron, this is a little bit of our care, and I hope you will laugh at it." The squire who had presented the money bag first said.

"yes, yes."

"This ......" the baron of the lead soldier touched the bulging money bag with his hand, and only heard the sound of metal clashing inside. Well, since you adults are so kind, then you're welcome. With that, he turned his head and motioned to the entourage around him to put away the money bag.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the main purpose of the Earl's sending me this time, you should all understand, and I will not be long-winded with you." The Baron of the Commander spoke, "The Welsh Legion took advantage of the confrontation between the court of the Saône and the rebels to attack Fort Marci in the province of Kodor, and Fort Marssi had already fallen. Hearing that the Wells Legion had already marched north, everyone present was dumbfounded, they knew that Art's ability was not small, but they didn't know that his ability was already big enough to compete with the province of Kodor. At this time, he was only a Viscount of the Frontier, and if he was allowed to grow stronger in the future, the life of these squire lords who secretly opposed him would be even more difficult.

"After the capture of Fort Marssy, the Welsh army will have to go all the way north to attack the city of Codor, which will put more pressure on the Thorne court. Tignets is the lair of the Wells legions, and it is also where their foundation lies, and the Earl sent me this time to destroy Tignets in one fell swoop, stab the Wells legions in the back, stop them from moving north, and buy time for the court in the province of Thorne. ”

After listening to the baron leader's analysis of the current situation, cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads. Since Yat took over the county of Tignats, detailed statistics have been made on the fiefs and populations of the various lords in the territory, in order to prevent those who conceal and lie about the land on a daily basis, and recover the taxes they owe. In this way, the large amount of money that these guys have accumulated on weekdays runs into Art's pocket, which is tantamount to snatching meat from their mouths. For these guys who value money more than their lives, they have long hated Art. Now, taking advantage of the fact that the Wells Legion is away, it is just the right time to unite with external forces to get back what was lost before. With the support of the provincial court of Thorne, these guys have a lot of confidence.

"Tell me, Lord Baron, what do you want us to do?" One of the squires asked.

"Yes, Lord Baron, we all listen to you." Everyone responded in support.

"Good! Come here~" The crowd immediately gathered around. "Let's do this first~"

After making a plan and assigning tasks, the squires withdrew from the lord's hall one after another and returned to their respective territories under the cover of night.

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On the second day, on the wall of the southern gate of Tignats, the bodies of the dozen or so county guards who had been killed a few days ago were tied with ropes and hung on the wall for public display. It was an unusually hot day in Tinetz in August, and the corpses at the head of the corpse wall emitted a foul smell that made people vomit. Occasionally, the sporadic passers-by covered their mouths and noses and looked at the corpses on the wall, shook their heads and shook their hands.

The inhabitants of Tignets had never encountered such a ferocious bandit who insulted the dead county soldiers. Thinking about it, the only person who can do this kind of thing is the current county guard of Tiniez County. When Art was still a border patrol officer, he also cut off the heads of a group of bandits and hung them on both sides of the trade road, and for a time the prestige spread far and wide, and the bandits around Tignets never dared to come out to make trouble, what a scenery it was. At this time, the corpse of his own county soldier was also hung on the city wall by the bandits, I don't know how Art would feel when he saw it.

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"Quick, get out of here!" Early in the morning, the group of bandits who occupied Tignets rushed into the house under the leadership of a local squire who had been treated "specially" by Yat, and drove all the men, women, and children inside into the middle of the courtyard.

"Listen to me," shouted the squire who had led the bandits to the group huddled on the ground, "as long as you declare your independence from the rule of that bastard of Yat and swear allegiance to the lord of Tignets City, I can guarantee the lives of your entire family." ”

The group of people who were already trembling on the ground looked up at the group of bandits, and then at the squire who took the lead, and did not speak for a long time.

"Madil, why don't you speak, aren't you the best at slapping the asshole of that bastard at Art? Why don't you even dare to let out a fart now? The group of minions behind the bandit leader, along with several of the squire's retinue, burst out laughing.

Seeing that this lord was indifferent, Doyle didn't even look at himself, which was a great insult to him. As a nobleman, and a celebrity around Bernard, he couldn't swallow this breath no matter what. This group of mongrels is loyal to Art, but they are so contemptuous of themselves that they do not cut off his dog's head, how can they stand in front of other squire lords.

"Get out of here!" Doyle yelled at the squire who was taking the lead. With that, he drew the long sword at his waist and slashed at the squire who was kneeling on the ground. In a burst of exclamation, the squire's head rolled a few paces away, drenched in blood, and his limbs had long since fallen to the ground.

Seeing that their master had his head cut off, the rest of the people hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, screaming loudly. Even the squire who took the lead was pale at this time, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Doyle was a ruthless fellow, unmoved, and turned to signal the entourage behind him to clear the rest of the people.

For a while, I saw that more than a dozen people of all sizes in the territory were killed by those entourage. Seeing the corpses and bright red blood all over the ground, Doyle smiled with satisfaction: "For those disobedient mongrels, this is the end!" The squire who took the lead trembled incessantly.

"Cut off all their heads for me, and bring them back and hang them on the wall!" I took away all the good things inside, and the house burned down for me! Doyle ordered his entourage.

"Yes!"

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For several days, Doyle, under the leadership of the squires who had been suppressed by Art, bloodied the squire nobles who were good friends with Art, and fled and died. The whole of Tignats was shrouded in darkness at this time, filled with the smell of blood. During the day, there were few pedestrians on the streets of Tignats, the doors of the houses were closed, and those who were cowering in the houses were afraid that they would be killed by the murderous devils who did not blink an eye. At night, the townspeople huddled at home occasionally heard a group of people breaking into the mansions of some nobles, followed by a burst of screams. When the group is gone, the house will probably be destroyed by a fire. Then, the barking of dogs spread all over the empty streets......

At this time, the harvest season was approaching for the grain in the surrounding areas of Tignats. According to Yat's order, at this time, the war is raging, and the civil administration must make a good grain reserve for this year in case of emergency.

As a leader of the army all year round, Baron Doyle certainly understands this truth. In order to cut off Yat's food supply, he ordered all the best wheat fields in the vicinity to be set on fire. Watching the fields of wheat that were about to be harvested being engulfed in flames, and expecting a good harvest this year, the farmers fell to their knees and wailed loudly, cursing the demons who would sooner or later be punished by God......

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On the first floor of the hall of the lord of the valley wooden castle, in the face of what the bandits who occupied Tinets in recent days have done to the squires around the county town, and the burning of large areas of wheat fields that have not yet been harvested, resulting in this year's grain failure, the civil affairs officials are already anxious at this time. Although the pigeon had already informed Art, it would take at least four or five days for troops to arrive from Marciburg.

Although the valley was armed with nearly three hundred garrison peasants, most of them were elderly farmers with farming tools, and it was a bit difficult to even farm the land, let alone to fight with those who were strong in battle. Sooner or later, the valley will become the target of that group of guys, if it weren't for the fact that the other party didn't know the reality in the valley, it is estimated that this is the first place to suffer. The only way to do this was to find a way to delay the group of men to attack the valley and buy time for reinforcements.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said Cooper, "you have heard of what has happened in the last few days, and if it weren't for the fact that those fellows did not know the actual situation in the valley, I am afraid that we would have ended up in the same fate as the squires who were killed." ”

"yes, yes." The crowd agreed.

"It is imperative that we find a way to delay their invasion of the valley and buy time for the reinforcements sent back by the adults. I consulted with a few civil affairs chiefs, and decided to make peace with those bandits, and it would be a day if it could be delayed, but everyone should also be ready to defend against the enemy at any time. Immediately the crowd listened to him.

"Guys, let's ...... first"