Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 461: Oppressive Realm

"Who told me why those cheap and dirty pigs came to the city!"

In the dignified and magnificent City Lord's Mansion, a male roar sounded from a spacious meeting room. The man who was hysterically questioning the next group of officials and slapping the table forcefully. His saliva almost sprayed onto the officer at the opposite table, causing a teenager sitting beside him to lean sideways.

"Lord Yaluo, the civilians were forced by the enemy to enter the city helplessly." A man stood up and said. His face was square, and he was the kind of person who would not give way easily.

"Captain Jeff, I remember that your mission should be to protect this city. No, you should protect us, right? Now, please take a good look. Those pigs are invading our property. As the captain of the guards, shouldn't you fulfill your duty and drive them all out?" The man called Yaluo said.

"This is really "

"What? If you can't do it, then let someone else be the captain!"

At this moment, another official coughed softly and said, "I must remind Sir Aloe that our territory has shrunk to a third of its original size since Sir Duruf's death in battle. This realizes that our tax revenues have shrunk dramatically, and last quarter we collected less than half of what we used to. If the people were to be driven away at this time, it was very likely that they would leave the territory. "

"Without the people, everything in the territory will be difficult to maintain. I wonder if you've considered it, Lord Yaluo."

Aloe slapped the table and said angrily, "As long as you have a territory, there will be as many untouchables as you want. Besides, that is something you should worry about. Otherwise, how can you live up to Sir Austin's salary?"

The official said coldly, "So Lord Arroyo still remembers that this territory belongs to Sir Austin. Should Lord Austin decide on this matter?"

Yaluo looked at the boy beside him and chuckled, "Oz is still young. As his uncle, I have an obligation to help him. So, I have decided that this matter is fine."

"But uncle, I think " The youth beside him wanted to put forward a different opinion, but he was suddenly glared at by Yaluo. He had an empty stomach but could only swallow it back, "Yes, I think uncle decided."

Hearing these words, Captain Jeff and the dissenting officials revealed disappointed expressions. They exchanged glances and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. After Durov's death, his only son, Oz, inherited the title and territory. However, Sir Hungry Wolf's son had an extremely docile personality. In addition to his young age, his power was overshadowed by his uncle, Durov's younger brother, Yalor.

Yalor controlled this territory through Oz, and he was even greedier than Duruf. In less than a month, he had collected taxes from the citizens three times in a row. Not only were the citizens filled with resentment, even the officials below could not bear to watch. If a lord did not know how to cherish his own people, the outcome would only be abandoned. A knight who had lost his people was not a lord at all.

At this time, the door of the meeting room was pushed open. A soldier hurriedly ran in and shouted, "My lords, this is bad. The enemy has already arrived outside our city!"

Hearing this, Yaluo's arrogance disappeared. He chuckled dryly and pushed the youth beside him, "Lord Oz, since the enemy has already arrived, as a knight, you must go and take a look at the situation."

"Me? But I..." The boy looked at Jeff for help.

Jeff sighed, "Lord Oz, the soldiers and I will fight to the death to protect you."

Oz nodded and said to Yaluo, "Uncle, come with us."

Aloha laughed and said, "I'm just an insignificant person. It's up to you to decide on such a big matter."

Jeff and the other officials looked at Yaluo with contempt. This cowardly man really chose to retreat at the critical moment and threw the responsibility of deciding the life and death of a city to the young knight.

No matter what, Jeff and the others still left with their young knights in their arms. After they left, Ya Luo's face darkened and he said, "A bunch of idiots are just a broken city. What's there to defend? If the other party wants it, just give it to them."

Arriving at the city wall, the little knight raised his toes and could see an army heading towards the city on the ground outside Fenrir City. The army was arranged in a regular formation, with infantry in the middle and cavalry on both wings. The infantry was divided into a number of units. After Captain Jeff handed Oz a telescope, Little Knight moved towards the enemy's formation.

The first thing he saw was rows of soldiers with bare upper bodies, tied-up trousers, and swords or warhammers in their hands. These people didn't have armor, and their weapons were of different styles. They looked like a group of slaves who were casually carrying weapons. Apart from their sharp eyes, there was also a thirst for something in their eyes. This kind of gaze made Oz's heart palpitate. At least he had never seen such a gaze on any slave's face.

Behind them were regular infantry soldiers. They wore uniform armor and sabers. Behind the infantry was the fire and spear squad. The soldiers in charge of the long-range attack were all dressed in dark red, making them look like a ball of blazing fire from afar. The gunner was still an infantry behind the firearm squad, so it was clear that the other party's commander had placed the firearm and gunner in a more important position.

The formation of this army was neat. As they advanced towards Fenrir City, they also sent an invisible pressure towards the city. Oz had never seen such a staff before. When he put down his binoculars, his hands were already trembling. He looked at the others, including Jeff, whose faces were also very ugly. Oz heaved a sigh of relief. He wasn't the most timid.

The army came to a stop a few hundred meters away from the city gate. The fire was located in the middle of the army, and the gun squad suddenly stepped out. There were a hundred of them. With a flame in his hand, he pointed his gun at the sky and fired a hundred shots in unison. A single gunshot might not be loud, but when the hundred gunshots converged into a soul-shaking loud sound, even the guard captain Jeff's fingers trembled.

As for Oz, he simply hugged the captain's thick waist like a frightened deer.

After the gunshots were fired, the fire and spear squads retreated back, and the army separated from each other in the middle. The soldiers on both sides moved horizontally in the opposite direction, forming a passageway. In the passageway, before riding alone, there was a young youth. His silver hair was shining in the sunlight. He raised his head and his red pupils condensed into a sharp line of sight that swept across the crowd on the city wall.

When his gaze swept past Oz, the other party's eyes moved slightly and spun as usual.

Looking at this lifeless city, looking at the people on the city walls who were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, Alan couldn't help but sigh. The moment Duruf died, this territory immediately lost its support. If it wasn't for the fact that this place was too barren, barren to the point where even the other knights didn't have the desire to divide it up. At this moment, Fenrir City must have disappeared long ago.

Putting away his mixed feelings, Ellen raised his voice, first announcing his name, and then said, "I have come on behalf of Earl Oppen. Now, I declare that this place is part of the Earl's territory. Finlier, I demand your surrender. If you resist, my army will crush all opposition and crush all disobedience."

"But before that, I want to say this to the people of this territory. This is a war between nobles. As citizens, you are innocent, so I can agree to it. People of Fenrir City, if you leave the city, I can let you leave. If you stand on my side, I will provide you with enough food. "I will tell you in deed that under my rule this territory will be reborn." Allen rode his horse round the army and said finally, "This is my kindness, and there is only one chance."

Ferry City fell silent. Alan did not keep it silent for too long. He added, "As for the nobles, I can accept your surrender. But if you want to resist "

Alan looked at the troops behind him and shouted, "Soldiers, tell them the result of the resistance!"

The eight hundred warriors shouted in unison, "Die!"

"That's right, my kindness is limited. My patience is also limited. Now, I will give you one day. If the nobles do not surrender in a day, I will launch an attack!"

Alan made a gesture, and the army spread out, putting on a siege, causing the hearts of everyone on the city wall to sink.

A layer of haze shrouded Finlier City. In the streets, in the shadows of buildings, people whispered to each other, discussing the conditions that Allen had given them. There is no doubt that this condition is undoubtedly too generous for civilians. As long as those with normal minds could see that the nobles had no chance of winning, it would be the most normal choice for them to join Allen. The only problem was that no one knew if the young noble's words were credible.

The reality in the city was that there was a shortage of food, and most of the people in the territory were concentrated in the city. Normally, the residents of the city didn't have a single meal to eat, much less now that they had flooded into other territories. Food had been hoarded by the nobles not long ago. Yaluo didn't care about the lives of civilians at all. He only cared about himself.

So the people who were starving and swaying on either side swallowed their saliva when they saw Allen openly placing a cart of food in front of them. "Our Lord Allen has always kept his word. Look, there's a cart of food in front of you. There's bread, water, and even dried meat. They're right here, waiting for you to pick them up!"

Not long after, a man staggered over from the side of the wall and shouted, "I surrender! I surrender, give me food!"

A gunman on the city wall raised his gun and wanted to shoot the man. A hand was placed on his gun. The soldier raised his head, but it was his officer.

The officer shook his head and signaled the soldiers to put down their guns.