The gates were blasted open, and the soldiers on the walls either ran away or sat on the floor, took off their armor and surrendered, there was no third option.

Ivan used the quadruple mirror of his rifled gun to inspect the walls of Southbank Town, and a minute later he saw an unarmored orc holding up a huge white flag, and around the white flag, there was a group of orcs who had taken off their armor, sitting in a daze on the undestroyed city wall, looking like they were being slaughtered.

"It's boring to surrender so soon." Tom, the feline orc in the team, muttered.

"Surrender or help us save bullets and shells."

Ivan led the whole army to a distance of 500 meters, sent a message with carrier pigeons, and asked all the surrendered soldiers on the city wall to come down the wall, raise their hands and come to them, and promise not to kill.

The surrendered soldiers defending the city got the letter, how could they have the heart to resist, and hurriedly followed Ivan's order, raised their hands, walked out of the city wall step by step, and came to Ivan and others.

"Hold your head and squat!"

The defeated soldier was very obedient and slowly squatted down with his head in his hands.

Taking advantage of the moment when they were crouching, the Tomorrow City army decisively stepped forward and held their hands and tied them with ropes.

Five minutes later, all the surrendered soldiers were tied, and Ivan's tight strings finally loosened.

"The first battle was successful."

The whole process was so smooth that Ivan was happy, but he still suspected that there was an ambush in the city.

Later, he spent the whole day searching the suspicious spots in the city, catching some deserters, and also discovering that the fake mayor had escaped by burrowing into the ground.

Next.

The army of Tomorrow City unites all the townspeople of Southbank Town, publicizes the crimes of the former mayor on the main square, and abolishes slavery on the spot.

Ivan loudly denounced the backwardness and inhumanity of slavery, which was opposed by a large number of local residents.

"That's the property I bought with money, you Tomorrow City can't deprive me of my property for no reason, I demand compensation!"

"The slavery system has lasted for thousands of years, that is the rule set by the ancestors, how can you Tomorrow City forget the rules left by the ancestors!"

The townsfolk were very opposed, and they used the ideas they could think of to lash out at Ivan.

Ivan was very irritable, he was powerless in the face of the chaotic people, and no matter how he spoke, others had ten thousand reasons to criticize him.

At this time, he missed Allen's ability very much, if Allen was present, he would draw everyone's attention as soon as he spoke, and everyone would be willing to listen to Allen's voice.

Ivan did not have such good eloquence, he pulled out a short-barreled flintlock pistol, pure black steel tube, wood-colored butt, large caliber.

Ordinary orcs didn't understand guns, and they didn't react when they saw the muskets, until Ivan pressed the trigger into the sky.

Bang!

A short, crisp, loud and deafening gunshot rang through the audience.

The sound of the gun drowned out the curses of all the orcs, and for a moment there was silence, and the orcs looked at the short spear with frightened expressions.

"Those who oppose it, all stand up for me!" Ivan snapped.

He knew that those who had money to buy slaves were rich, and those who protested were slave families, and those who had no money at home had no time to buy slaves.

All he had to do was grab the rich men, point the barrel of his gun at their heads, and squeeze the wool fiercely.

No, the faces of the rich people in the audience changed slightly, and they realized that the people in front of them were soldiers, not sheep to be slaughtered.

None of them dared to stand up, let alone speak again.

Ivan scanned the audience with a cold gaze, one by one, until no one dared to look at him, before he announced new laws and introduced managerial talents to take over the politics of Southbank.

"Nan'an Town will not become an abandoned city, and the new order in the future will be gradually established by the officials sent by our Tomorrow City, please cooperate with the work of the Administration Department, thank you."

Ivan pulled out a few well-dressed leonin orcs and introduced their names and positions to the citizens.

Among the orcs, someone suddenly screamed, pointing at a beardless leonin.

"It's George! Templars! ”

"Why is he here, is he defecting to the enemy?"

"Who is George?" Someone asked.

"One of the Templar commanders, well-known, anyone who has traveled to Silver City knows it......" The intellectuals below whispered.

Soon, George's fame spread among the crowd, and the resistance of the citizens became less serious.

George had served as the head of the temple branch in Silver City, and his reputation was so well known to many intellectuals that he was well known.

Ivan slowly withdrew from the crowd's sight, and in the next two days, Ivan helped the new mayor tidy up the town of South Bank, suppress the local evil forces, co-opt the business of the old nobles, integrate the supply sources of agriculture and fishing, and then send all the slaves owned by the town of South Bank out of the city, step by step along the road.

There are a total of 20,000 slaves owned by Southbank Town, which is the slave of the whole town, and even the people who steal slaves are also pulled into the team and sent to Tomorrow City for reform.

Ivan was also very happy to rob so many people at once.

As long as Tomorrow City can develop, the future history will be written by Tomorrow City, and he is a member of the memorabilia and may be recorded in the history books.

Thinking of this, Ivan was still a little excited.

The slaves who were driven away were not so happy, they didn't know what Tomorrow City was like, and despite how the orcs on the road boasted, the hearts of the slaves had long been smoothed out without much fluctuation.

Ivan was leading the troops to fight this time, and there was no extra food to improve the food of the slaves, so they could only endure it.

After dealing with the destructive situation in Southbank, Ivan transported the slaves on ships and watched them sail to Tomorrow City.

……

Half a day after the army captured the town of South Bank, the newspapers were already full of stories about the army's victory.

Olife, a newspaper merchant, stands in the harbor and directs the orcs to deliver the newspapers on the cart to the sailboat.

"Be careful, don't knock my newspaper over!" Oliver wiped his sweat, his chubby round face full of smiles.

Next door came a bewitching cat woman with long wavy blond hair and a shawl, and said with a light smile: "Olive, you don't sell salted fish anymore?" ”

Olife's body shook, and he turned his head to see the beautiful big fierce cat lady, "Oh, Minister Marianne, long time no see!" ”

Olife opened his arms and tried to hug Marianne, but was blocked by Marianne's bodyguards, blocking his hugging position.

"Giggles."

Marianne covered her mouth and smiled, and the beautiful dimples made many lionmen dizzy.

Marianne, the Minister of Commerce of Tomorrow City, has the figure of a devil, top business negotiation skills, and is known as the business legend of Tomorrow City.

Recently, because of the war, the public's attention has turned to the war, and Marianne's presence has decreased a lot, but Olife has not forgotten her.

"Minister Marian, I don't sell salted fish right now, but I do sell newspapers." Oliver paused and said, "Lord Allen asked me to sell the newspaper to Silver City, so ...... Can you please do me a favor? ”

Alan asked him to expand the sales of the newspaper to Silver City, which was a very difficult task, he did not have good connections in Silver City, and needed the help of other big businessmen, such as Marianne.

Marianne's natural charm makes her feel at home in the mall, especially after Marianne has an in-depth exchange with a certain fox girl awakened, her charm methods have risen to a higher level, which can make some stubborn aristocrats abandon certain prejudices and open up reporting channels.

"If it's Lord Allen's opinion, I don't have a problem......" Marianne ruffled her hair and whispered a few words in Olive's ear, telling him to find someone in Silver City.

Then she twisted around, stepped onto her merchant ship, and left the harbor.

The newspaper merchant was dizzy and stayed where he was for a few moments, until the ship carrying the human village chief returned to port, when he boarded the ship to arrange the shipment.