"Please thank Sir Wayne for his kindness on my behalf." Bruce smiled slightly, if it was before the cement city wall was built, maybe Bruce would consider escaping, after all, he would not have to worry about running out of firewood, but now he has the capital to argue with James.

After sending away Sir Wayne's squire, Bruce immediately gathered his retainers and informed them of James' imminent attack on Glinton.

"James has a lot more territory and troops than me, if anyone thinks it's dangerous, bring it up now, and I can give him money to leave."

Bruce sat at the long table, Eve leaned against the fireplace, Warren the Elder sat at the end of the long table, the Mad Friar sat next to Warren, the blacksmith stood in the doorway, Mavis and Anne stood behind Bruce, Monica hid when there were crowds, and Edward sat on the wooden chair by the window, his face a little painful and pale.

Danny Sits on Bruce's left-hand stool, and Stukov is unable to attend the meeting as he travels to Death Island to deliver volcanic ash. As soon as Bruce opened his mouth, he said that he would let the frightened people leave, and this opening sentence surprised everyone, so everyone in the house fell silent.

"Your Lord." Anne glanced at everyone in panic and whispered.

"Don't be afraid of ridicule, in the face of death, everyone has a chance to save themselves." But Bruce ignored Annie's reminder, and he urged again.

"Hey, Greenton is my home, and I'm not going to leave my home." Eve said, folding her arms and leaning against the fireplace with one of her feet against the wall.

"I'm so old that I can't get too far from home." Elder Warren's thick white eyebrows twitched, and he spoke slowly with his crutch.

"Is there any alcohol outside?" The mad monk burped and looked like he hadn't woken up.

"I'm a pirate, but I'm not afraid of any enemy." Splitter Danny knocked down the wooden table with his fist, and the iron candlestick on top was shaken and fell down, causing Anne's displeasure, seeing Anne glaring at her, Splitting Shield Danny hurriedly clumsily helped the candlestick up.

"I have sworn to my lord that the knight will not break his oath." Edward also hurriedly said.

"So it seems that no one wants to leave Greenton." A smile appeared on the corner of Bruce's mouth, but he quickly put away his smile, stood up and said solemnly, "Okay, since everyone is unwilling to leave, then cowards cannot be allowed to appear during the war, if there is an escape or collaborating with the enemy, I will definitely cut off his head with my own hands, don't forget that Todd's head is still at the entrance of the village." ”

"Yes, my lord." Everyone remembered Todd's head, which had been dried on a stake at the entrance of the village, and everyone felt a sense of fear in their hearts for the young little lord.

"At the moment there is only one trench on the perimeter of Greenton, which cannot form an effective defense, so when James attacks, we can only take everyone into the inner city and resist with the strong concrete walls." Bruce took out the stone and thick linen and laid them on the wooden table, and spoke to the people instead of the village and the walls.

"That's right." Everyone gathered around the wooden table and looked at the stones and linen that Bruce had laid out.

James was certainly outnumbered by Bruce, and abandoning undefended villages was the wisest course of action, and with strong walls capable of defending against several times the enemy, besieging castles was the most durable action in this era, and some fortified castles could even hold off enemies for years.

"Elder Warren, you mobilize the villagers to abandon the village and take refuge in the castle." Bruce gave the task of mobilizing the villagers to Warren the Elder.

"Don't worry, I'll let everyone out of their homes." Elder Warren nodded and promised Bruce.

"Eve, you've been hunting in the forest for a long time, you must know how to set traps, right?" Suddenly, Bruce looked at Eve and asked.

"Of course." Eve was stunned for a moment, but said that setting the trap was a trivial matter.

"I can go and poison the well water in the village." Mavis was very fond of the hustle and bustle, and she took the initiative to suggest.

"No, there's a river in Greenton, and it's useless to poison the well water, but Mavis you can think about poisoning somewhere else, like food, chairs, or beds." Bruce touched his chin, he thought of tunnel warfare, and striking in unexpected places for their respective enemies would be surprisingly effective.

"I see." Mavis's eyes rolled, she really enjoyed the task.

Listening to the conversation between Bruce and Mavis, the others couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, this pair of masters and servants really has no lower limit and discipline, and Bruce, as a nobleman, doesn't seem to have a sense of honor.

"My lord, I'm afraid this doesn't conform to the laws of noble warfare, right?" It was Edward who reminded him that he was a true knight.

"Wait until the enemy is defeated, and then talk about honor!" Bruce scoffed and said to Edward.

"Trapping, poisoning, emptying serfs, this is ruthless enough!" Elder Warren was very amazed by Bruce's defense in his heart, ordinary lords can't do it to this extent, and the sense of honor of the nobility will not let the lords make this choice, but Bruce used it without hesitation.

"Yves leads the crossbowmen to defend the walls, and remember to stock up on the walls with enough stones, logs, and buckets."

Bruce continues to lay out the defense of the city walls, and most of his knowledge of city defense comes from movies and novels, but it is undeniable that he is much richer than anyone here.

"Well, it seems that we have nothing to worry about." When the meeting was over, Eve spoke to Elder Warren.

"I really didn't expect such a young lord to have so much experience in castle defense." Elder Warren said as he walked with his crutches.

"Don't you think it's strange, Elder? With such a wealth of knowledge of castle defense, it was impossible for Baron Locke to do it when he was alive, how did he know? Eve asked Elder Warren with a frown.

"Everything is the will of the Lord God!" Elder Warren was also puzzled by the question, and he could only shake his head and answer with a vague religious prayer.

"The serfs all say that Bruce is a saint, is there really a saint?" Eve wondered.

Greenton was put into combat readiness, grain and fruit were stored in the granary, and Eve led the crossbowmen into the forest to hunt, on the one hand, to stock up on meat and on the other hand, to familiarize the crossbowmen with the use of crossbows.

Felled logs were placed on the ramparts, stones were likewise lifted by the serfs in barrels, women were mobilized to sharpen sticks to make crossbows, and the blacksmiths clanged incessantly.

"Use a little belladonna juice here, and smear toad ghee here." Mavis carried her treasure bag and hummed a tune from farmhouse to house, occasionally sprinkling poison on wooden doorknobs, tools and wooden beds.