Seeing the nods of the crowd, the Archbishop of Nottington continued: "Second, strength,...... It should be said that he is indeed worthy of being Martin's descendant, he is only seventeen years old this year, but he was able to kill fifteen knights in one battle, which shows his strength, can anyone around you do it? ……”

In the end, he asked rhetorically, and seeing that everyone shook their heads, he added: "It is easier to survive if you are strong, and all plans can only be implemented if you are alive, otherwise no matter how much you invest, it will be just a waste......

"And the third?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

The Archbishop of Nottington pondered in his heart and said: "He is from the countryside, and he has nothing to do with all forces, so don't worry about whose secret it is!" ”

Everyone nodded their heads, and that's the most important thing!

The man in black said: "Then how can we guarantee that he will be controlled by us, and ...... when the time comes"

The Archbishop of Nottington didn't wait for him to finish his sentence, then interrupted: "Why think about control, he can reap enough benefits by cooperating with us, and he will become one of us when the matter is done, I don't think he will refuse!" ”

"But ......"

"That's it!" , the old man in purple said: "Just do what Nordington says!" ”

Turning his head to the Archbishop of Nottington, he continued: "You continue to be responsible for this matter, do not make any mistakes, and do not hesitate to pay more benefits if necessary." ”

"Understand ......"

The old man in purple turned his head to look at the man in black again: "You have been doing things for so many years, don't think about controlling everything in your hands, you will be tired to death......"

The man in black bowed his head and said respectfully: "Yes......" I don't know if I really listened?

The old man in purple nodded, didn't pay much attention to it, and slowly got up and said, "I'll be here today, let's all disperse......"

……

Because of Marquis Mammon's stroke on the map, the Blackstone Collar was several times larger.

Ma Long and his entourage of thousands of people hurried, day and night, and after more than a month, they finally arrived not far from the border of the new Blackstone Territory.

This journey is really not easy, although the huge team does not have eye-opening beast robbers to rob, but managing so many people for the first time still makes Malone anxious.

Fortunately, the leaders of both the caravan and the army are experienced, and they don't need to worry about Ma Long, they only need to manage the 1,000 serfs under their subordinates.

In the end, it really didn't work, so I had to divide a thousand serfs into several teams and assign them to John and others to manage, and finally promised that as long as they were obedient, they would distribute the land in the future and let them become commoners, so that they could be considered on the right track.

Except for Malf, several of Ma Long's subordinates are not engaged in managing this material.

John is only suitable for being a leader in the army and developing his personal combat effectiveness, and he has good physical talent anyway.

Harvey is stronger, but his management style is too strict for people who don't understand, and it's barely feasible to lead an army.

Under the chaotic management of a few novices, the team didn't make much of a mess.

After passing the initial novice period, it will gradually become smoother, although there is still a long distance from being handy, but people will progress, and who will say what will happen in the future?

It was getting dark, and under the excitement in his heart, Malone sent scouts to investigate the situation, and ordered the team to set up camp tents at the border, preparing to enter the Black Stone Territory early tomorrow morning.

At night, in the Malone tent.

Marlon sat opposite General Kugen.

Kugen is the commander of the army, an experienced old knight, a viscount of the kingdom, but the kind without a fief.

In the kingdom, if a nobleman does not have a fief, then his status will be lower than others, and if he has no foundation, it will be difficult to last for a long time after all.

Therefore, most nobles who do not have fiefs will do everything possible to plan for a piece of land! The same is true of the bitter root in front of you.

I've been busy for decades, but it hasn't worked much.

I saw him salute Ma Long and said, "Baron Ma Long...... you can enter the Black Stone Border tomorrow morning, and according to the regulations, I can leave with my people." ”

Marlon looked up and asked, "Can't you send us to the old Blackstone Fort site?" ”

"I'm sorry......," Bitterroot said, bowing his head.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, then you can leave tomorrow and bring more meat......"

Bitter root thanked: "Thank you Baron Marlon!" ”

"Hmm......" Malone nodded, "You really don't think about staying and helping me?" ”

Kugen smiled bitterly and said, "It's really not good, I have a position in the kingdom, and my family is also in the royal capital." ”

"Okay then......" Ma Long was a little regretful, this bitter root was indeed a talent, not only did the army manage it tightly and orderly, but also gave Ma Long a lot of guidance along the way.

Ma Long is really short of people now, and he wants to recruit talents when he sees them.

"It seems that I am a little whimsical, there are poor mountains and bad waters here, who wants to follow me?" , Malone sighed softly.

Kugen got up and said, "Then I'll leave first, there are still a lot of things to deal with in the army......

Malone got up and said, "Go......"

Sending General Kugen away and turning the tent, he saw a figure standing with a smile on his face, it was Iliya.

Seeing Ma Long returning, he laughed and said, "What, failed?" ”

Ma Long touched his nose and said with a wry smile: "It's that this place is too desolate......!" ”

Elijah retorted, "It's not just desolation! ”

"I know, I can't give him what he wants." Ma Long spread his hands and said helplessly!

"Need my help? I also studied management. ”

Ma Long said happily: "I really can't ask for it, I'm worried?" ”

"Those serfs will be handed over to you, can you take care of them?"

"Don't worry, no problem......"

"Thank you very much," Malone thanked sincerely.

……

The next day.

According to the map, at the border of the new Blackstone Territory, Ma Long inserted a new boundary monument.

After settling down, plug in in other directions as well.

General Kugen offered to take his leave, but Malone reluctantly agreed, not thinking that the caravan would also say goodbye at the same time, in the words of their leader, it would be safe to follow the army.

Looking at the armies and caravans that were gradually moving away, Ma Long was envious, when would he have such strength?

Turning around, looking at the mountains of materials, the horse's head is as big as a bucket, what should I do?

"Elija...... is there anything you can do?" Malone asked helplessly.

It's not that he can't really think of a way, he's just too lazy to think about it, when someone has an idea, he is habitually lazy, and Malone prefers to use a knife than his brain.

Illya obviously saw through something, glanced at Ma Long, and then spoke: "Wait for the news of the scouts ahead, if the road is smooth, just let the serfs transport it in batches." ”

Ma Long nodded and said, "That's all it can be......"

"Report ......".

A fast horse galloped from a distance, lengthened his tune, and shouted loudly.

It was a scout who went out to investigate, and it was originally a Templar who had come with Ilia to protect him, but in the absence of people, he was temporarily used as a pathfinder.

The knight rushed to the front of the crowd, and did not dismount, but reported to the public: "My lord, a large number of goblins have been found five miles ahead, and the number is more than a thousand ......."

"Isn't it that easy?" Malone said in his heart.