You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 134 Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

There were no bugle calls, no drumbeats.

Fifty heavily armed soldiers, carrying heavy shields, quickly rushed up the mountainside and formed two layers of human walls.

Meanwhile, the lightly armed troops climbed the ramps made of large shields, reaching the five- or six-meter-high city walls.

The first to scale the city walls was Roman's four-star apostle, Kao Fisher.

In the blink of an eye, he swiftly dispatched the two guards, his movements decisive and efficient, earning praise from anyone who witnessed it.

That year, Khalil was fifteen, and he killed for the first time.

But he felt no fear; instead, he was filled with intense excitement and exhilaration.

This intense emotion made him forget what he was supposed to do next.

He didn't stop until he saw the others calmly and methodically rushing down the stone steps.

Kao belatedly followed.

This small castle had no gate tower, only a heavy wooden gate. After the bolt was removed, the more than three-meter-high gate opened, and the heavily armed troops waiting on the outer wall immediately filed in.

The castle residents were also awakened from their dreams by the violent banging on the door.

This place was inhabited by grooms, cooks, male and female servants, as well as the baron himself and his knights who had fought in the war.

Wearing a steel mask, Jet walked at the very back, looking at the not-so-spacious fortress, and said coldly.

"Suppress them!"

All resistance is futile in the face of a fully armed army.

Baron Haas, about thirty years old, was wearing a thin silk shirt and was bound hand and foot by heavily armed troops.

He had obvious bruises on his face, indicating that he violently resisted the suppression.

After Roman entered the castle, he learned that there were thirty prisoners, which was the maximum number of people the castle could hold.

The guards slept on the city walls, the grooms slept in the stables, and the cooks slept in the kitchen.

Baron Haas, the knights of war, and the baron's sons slept in their respective rooms.

When Baron Haas saw Roman's crimson eyes, he immediately exclaimed, "You are the lord of Sig Town?"

A tremendous storm raged within him.

Count Conde had been eyeing the salt mine for over half a year, but wary of Liejia's formidable reputation, he had no choice but to wait and see.

After the Guardian family was destroyed, he quickly devised a plan to conquer Sig Town and seize the salt mine.

This matter is extremely confidential and should not be leaked. They will at least wait until the spring to make a big move.

The ice and snow have not yet melted, yet the enemy has already captured his castle?

What do you mean by "speed is of the essence in war"?

Roman ignored Baron Haas's shock and didn't even look at him. He simply said to Jet, "Sever their tendons and lock them up."

The victims are all men who possess physical strength.

Women were not spared either.

They were all locked in one room, and the room was sealed off completely to ensure it could not be opened from the inside.

Jeter did as instructed.

Dick, who was also wearing a steel mask, was experienced and urged, "Quick! Check everything, don't leave any loose ends!"

Just then, someone exclaimed, "Sir, look!"

Above the top of the fortress, wisps of black smoke rose from the tower.

Roman scoffed, "Destroy it!"

If the castle has not yet fallen, the smoke signals will cause him great trouble.

Those knightly and baronial territories were very close to each other, at most a day's journey apart, and they watched over and supported each other. Seeing the smoke signals would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of his raids.

Although it will eventually float away.

However, there is a huge difference between half a day later and half a day earlier.

Green nimbly climbed up and quickly subdued the smoker on the tower.

This is the old guard who escaped from the city wall. He had been on the battlefield when he was young and was still quite calm. He rushed to the tower immediately.

Unfortunately, they were in a hurry and hastily lit the beacon fire before the others had gone far.

Roman looked up at Green and said, "Let him down."

Pfft!
The old guard landed freely, hitting the stone slab with a dull thud, and blood quickly spread.

The smoke from the fire was quickly extinguished and covered up.

Therefore, Roman was not worried about being discovered.

The castle was small, making it easy to search. With fifty or sixty people rushing in at the same time, there was nowhere left to stand in the castle grounds.

Within minutes, the lightly armed soldiers had searched the castle thoroughly, inside and out, making sure no one was missed. After a quick looting of the castle's wealth, Roman led his men away swiftly.

This is the first stop on the looting plan.

He thought it would be more difficult, but these insects really couldn't withstand a surprise attack.

The narrow, sturdy castle, which was originally a tortoise shell, now trapped them instead. They were pinned down in the room before they could even react.

This is also why Roman dislikes castles.

His estate was much better; it offered a wide view and prevented him from being trapped.

After half an hour.

All the troops crossed the castle and marched toward the village at the foot of the mountain.

The road became increasingly muddy. Countless mud splattered onto everyone's trousers.

Roman was no exception; his pristine white horse was filthy, and the caravan behind him stretched for two or three hundred meters.

Their tracks can be seen from miles away.

Upon receiving the news, many of the village officials rushed to greet the convoy, gazing at the unfamiliar caravan with bewildered expressions. Most of the convoy consisted of soldiers, whose well-trained manner was immediately apparent.

But... where did this convoy come from?

They had never seen an army like this before.

The caravan was coming from the direction of Lord Hass's castle, and the man at the front was clearly a nobleman, followed by knights of war.

"Are you the manager of Doug Village?" Roman asked, looking down at him.

"Yes, sir, may I ask you..."

After receiving the reply, Roman drew his magic steel sword and swung it cleanly. Due to the arm span and distance, he failed to sever the entire neck, only cutting it in half, and blood gushed out.

The manager was not alone; there were dozens or even hundreds of onlookers.

There were not only officials, but also a large number of farmers.

Upon witnessing this bloody upheaval, everyone turned ashen-faced with fear.

"Those who are well-dressed! Kill them!"

"Those who do not live in thatched huts! Kill them!"

"Those who live a life of luxury! Kill them!"

"Those who do not produce! Kill them!"

"Church believers! Kill them!"

The hundreds of soldiers behind them, like wolves released from their cages, grabbed weapons from the supply wagons and charged menacingly toward Dogg Village.

Roman pulled on the reins, and the horse immediately reared up and neighed.

He roared, "Tie everyone up! No sick or weak! No pregnant women! Only able-bodied young people, adults, teenagers, and children!"

Roman spurred his horse and galloped after the army.

The numerous warriors, like savage bandits, stormed into the village. Without a word, they broke down doors with axes and forcibly dragged all the residents out of the huts.

Kill everyone who meets the criteria!
In an instant, the once poor and peaceful village of Daoge was thrown into chaos.

Heavy warriors pounded on the door with their shields, dragging out men, women, boys, and girls. Lightly armed warriors threw infants, still wet behind the ears, onto supply wagons covered with cloth and straw. Sensing the impending change, the babies let out pitiful cries, like a symphony of sorrow and pain.

Some people resisted, but were quickly suppressed.

Some people fled out of the village, but were quickly forced back by Roman on horseback.

Inevitably, some will slip through the net.

Roman was helpless; he couldn't possibly capture them all and take everyone with him.

He could only keep urging his soldiers to hurry up.

There was no time to loot valuables, food, or livestock; the priority was to quickly kidnap people, ideally the whole family.

Following prior instructions, the servants quickly retrieved ropes from the supply wagons and tied the hands of the gathered villagers.

This step is easily met with resistance.

It's okay, Bangbang will teach them a lesson after giving them two punches.

Don't be fooled by the fact that you've lost everything and become a slave; better days are yet to come!

The military servants then tied the rope binding their hands to a thick rope that was two or three hundred meters long.

Roman grabbed the other end and forcibly dragged the prisoners and slaves, who were tightly bound by ropes, out of the muddy land.

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