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The garrison in Tomato City was quickly overwhelmed.

They didn't even need Ron, the nominal number one expert in the River Bend, to make a move.

The broccoli flag was already flying over Tomatoburg.

Ron rode through the city gate, his horse's hooves thumping dully on the ground, a mixture of gravel and blood.

Beneath the city wall, four lords knelt in a row, with their families or remaining knights behind them.

Baron Vito of Tomato Ridge knelt at the front, his forehead pressed against the stone slab, his shoulders trembling like a leaf.

Melon, from Melo's family, lay sprawled on the ground, his large body curled up like a frightened groundhog.

August, in the floral collar, was slightly more presentable, but his face was as white as paper. Andrei, in the edamame collar, kept his head down, biting his lip, and remained silent.

Ron dismounted, walked up to Vito, and looked down at him.

"Baron Vito, your men did a good job. They almost cost me several more soldiers."

Vito trembled, his voice barely audible, "Lord Ron... I deserve to die... I'll never dare to do it again..."

"Alright, get up." Ron turned and walked up the steps, sitting down in the main seat of the council chamber.

Four lords were brought in and stood in a row before him, like prisoners awaiting sentencing.

Their armor had been removed, their hair was disheveled, and their robes were stained with dust and blood—some were their own, and some belonged to others.

Ron leaned back in his chair and began to speak slowly.

"You four, with six or seven hundred men, five or six high-ranking retainers, and dozens of crossbows, think you can take me on?"

No one dared to speak.

"Tell me, how should I deal with you all?" Ron said slowly and methodically.

Vito's lips trembled: "My lord... I... we are willing to pay the ransom."

Ron looked at him with amusement: "Oh? You're going to pay a ransom too?"

Don't call me heartless; Baron Edmund of Aries has paid the ransom and is now on his way to Oakwood.

"Not only did he leave safely, but his family and knights also left safely."

This shows that I have a very good reputation, and everyone who meets me will praise my pure and virtuous character.

Baron Melon was delighted to hear this: "Yes, yes, the entire frontier knows that Lord Ron is the most trustworthy."

"I am also willing to pay the ransom. I will present the five thousand golden dragons and three spirit insects as soon as I return."

Ron was initially delighted, but upon hearing the offer, he was both amused and annoyed.

"Baron Melon, are you kidding me? This is nothing, you could give a beggar a pittance!"

Mellon, representing Melo, paused for a moment, then spoke with difficulty:

"Lord Ron, this...this is the normal ransom price. I paid this much when I was with the orcs."

"Oh, I didn't realize you were an international student too."

Baron Melon gave an embarrassed smile and didn't dare to reply.

Ron stopped speaking gently to them and changed his attitude directly, saying sternly, "It's pointless to say more. You have already been defeated and have no right to bargain with me."

"Furthermore, while you were merely captured by the orcs, the current situation is that your territory has already been conquered by me."

Everything inside is my spoils. You should be thinking about using other things to pay the ransom, understand?

"How come you're even darker than an orc?" Baron Melon exclaimed.

"I've already paid you the highest standard of orc ransom, but it still isn't enough."

Ron's face darkened.

Damn it, you dare call me heartless? Everyone knows I, Lord Ron, am a great philanthropist.

Abbadon, go slap him twice!

Let him learn a lesson!

Upon hearing this, Abaddon immediately stepped forward and gave Baron Melon two large slits.

After two slaps, Baron Melon's eyes cleared up.

He was a greedy and stingy person to begin with, and he had just lost his temper because of Ron's exorbitant demands.

Now, forced to calm down by the two big shots, he was also terrified by his own actions just now.

Ron, too lazy to waste any more words with these guys, issued an ultimatum:

"Think it over carefully. Come see me again when you've figured it out. Now go down and keep Clark company while he burns bricks."

"Oh, and before you go down, break the contract with the spirit bug first. Don't make me resort to any methods against you."

"Lord Ron, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender." Andrei of Maodou Territory hurriedly spoke up when he saw that Ron was no longer willing to negotiate with them.

Ron didn't even look at him. Now he's thinking of surrendering. Why didn't he do that sooner?

Even if you surrender, I wouldn't dare use you. You should just go back to the brick kiln and fire bricks. If that doesn't work, the coal mine will open soon, so you can go mine coal there too.

With a wave of his hand, the group was led away and handed over to Laun and Hart.

Next, they will lead a team to occupy three castles, including Melon Territory, which will be more convenient with these lords by their side.

The castle can be taken without bloodshed.

Of course, there's also the possibility that some heirs might simply abandon their own fathers.

However, the elite troops from several territories were taken to Tomato Territory and captured, and the castle's small guard was no match for them.

For the next three days, Ron was busy traveling between the four territories.

I've finally sorted out what I've learned this time.

There were more than 70,000 serfs and countless farmlands.

They had significantly more gold coins and other valuables than the lords at the front lines. The lords in the rear were making money every year, so they didn't need to spend much.

The four leaders found a total of over 70,000 gold coins, which, when combined with other valuables, amounted to over 100,000.

On the swarm side, they harvested a total of twenty-seven potion swarms and forty-two agricultural swarms.

There are also five sprites: two for potions and three for agriculture.

These are the Wheat Sprite, Soybean Sprite, Apple Sprite, Clover Sprite (Magic), and Morning Glory Sprite (Magic).

Now Ron's territory truly has no shortage of elf insects, thanks to these elf insects.

When Ron mass-produces troops, he won't need to buy these low-level potions; his own territory can be self-sufficient.

Now I've found so much money again.

Ron immediately placed an order with the port's caravans, instructing them to purchase large quantities of high-level magic potions to help Lauenhart and the others break through to the next level.

They had been high-ranking knight squires for a year now, and thanks to Ron's essence, they hadn't encountered any major obstacles.

All you need to do is hone your fighting spirit.

With Ron's increased training for them, it won't be long before the territory has two more official knights.

Why didn't we buy them magic potions when we had money before?

Of course, if you have money, you should spend it on yourself.

In Ron's view, expanding the small garden was more important than producing two more official knights.

Now that the expansion of the small garden is complete, it will be their turn.

And they also need to seize the opportunity, just like this time when they have to contribute to the war effort.

You can't just give them away for nothing, or it will affect the knight's efforts.

Ron was a master of management and leadership.

Over the next three days, more territories in the south learned of the news and formed an alliance.

This time, there are more than a dozen territories involved, and a viscount is leading the effort.

It won't be easy to achieve such results again.

Ron remained calm and composed upon hearing the news.

No matter how strong the opposing alliance is, it's nothing more than self-preservation in front of Ron.

It's absolutely impossible for them to dare to launch a preemptive attack on Ron.

As long as they don't have a way to deal with the formal knights, they dare not initiate a full-scale war with Ron.

Ron also received a letter from the Viscount Water Hyacinth.