Otherworldly Lord

Chapter 23

Due to frequent wars in the Bright Continent, the death of those in power has become commonplace.

On the battlefield, they must charge forward with a knife, otherwise no one will give them their lives.Back home, they still have to fight for power and profit, and if something goes wrong, they will bring their subordinates to a fight.

Long-term fighting, frequent palace fighting, and occasional fighting with weapons are the living conditions of this group of people.

There used to be a strategically important area between several countries. In one year, eleven lords were changed consecutively, each from three different countries, creating the highest record of lord deaths in a short period of time.It wasn't until the Obi Kingdom intervened and wiped out the three countries. This bloody and tearful history of the various deaths of the lords came to an end.

No territory can be ruled by a certain family for hundreds of years without problems, even the country.

As for Greenland, it is a legend.As long as they have a normal mind, they will take a detour when they encounter this territory.They grab land for wealth, not for poverty alleviation.

Therefore, when Hei Yan got the news of Pan Wei's death, he just nodded casually, indicating that he knew.

Most of the officials in the palace were indifferent to Pan Wei's death, and some even held a gloating attitude.Obviously, the governor of the northwest province is not very popular.

The prime minister of the kingdom, Murphy, also didn't like Pan Wei, and even hated this man who had sharpened his head and wanted to climb up.But he has to admit that Pan Wei has ambition, ability, and luck.It's a pity that his luck was not enough to support him to realize his ambition. He was burned to death, and he died in his own home.

It's like a piece of pie suddenly fell from the sky, before it could be put into the mouth, a bigger stone fell, and with a snap, it smashed its head into the neck.

If Pan Wei had a choice, he would rather not have that piece of pie than keep his own head.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance.

Judging from the news from the Northwest Province, Pan Wei's death looked like an accident, and it was precisely because it was so accidental that it made people even more suspicious.

But what Murphy is concerned about now is not the cause of Pan Wei's death, but whether there are other more powerful weapons in Pan Wei's hands.

The power of the improved catapult is obvious to all, but it is not enough.In the war against Sabison, if the kingdom's army wants to gain an absolute advantage, it must have more powerful siege equipment and more sophisticated weapons.

"Your Majesty, Pan Wei probably has more than this kind of catapult in his hand."

"You think so?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The prime minister paused, and continued: "Unfortunately, Pan Wei's lord's mansion was burned to the ground, leaving nothing behind."

"Yes, what a pity."

The king and Jae looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

If Pan Wei was not killed, but was stabbed to death, shot with random arrows, or poisoned to death, that would be great.

Obviously, the pair of monarchs and ministers who ruled the richest country on the mainland mourned Pan Wei's death in a rather different way.

"Your Majesty, the Northwest Province also needs a new governor."

"A new governor?" Hei Yan twirled the ruby ​​ring on his index finger, "Prime Minister, do you have a suitable candidate?"

"The current captain of the Cavalry Patrol in the Northwest Province, Sevans Ladron."

"Radron?"

"Yes, the Ladron family has guarded the border security of the Northwest Province for generations."

"Captain of the cavalry, is he a knight?"

"Yes, he is a brave knight." Murphy looked at the king with a respectful smile, "Servans' father died in the war with Sabison eight years ago. He inherited his father's will , loyal to the kingdom."

"En." Hei Yan propped his chin with one hand, Saivans Ladron? "Let's do it like this."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

With one hand on his chest, Murphy bent down towards Hei Yan.

He has some friendship with Sai Wansi's father, and supporting his descendants can be regarded as an explanation to an old friend.

The appointment of the new Governor-General had not been officially issued, and Sevans did not know that he was about to sit on the throne of Governor-General.He was still captain of the North West Frontier Cavalry Patrol, threatened and lured by a brazen bandit, ready to be dragged aboard.

In fact, he has already stepped on one foot, and it is only a matter of time when the other foot will go up.

"My lord, Lord Greeland said that his sincerity lies in this painting."

Sincerity?

The sincerity of a bandit?

Saivansi unfolded the painting that Song Mo gave him. To be honest, he was used to seeing himself without clothes, but he was not used to seeing himself in armor and riding a majestic horse on a horse.Unconsciously, you will see the "essence" through the "phenomenon"...

Two veins popped out of Sevans' forehead, and he clenched his fists tightly. Sure enough, he should go directly to Greenland and kill that bastard who dared to threaten him!

but……

Sevans' eyes returned to the painting, and his eyes were fixed on the position pointed out to him by the attendant.

A siege machine looks like a crossbow magnified dozens of times.But Sai Vance couldn't tell from a picture how the device was operated or how powerful it was.

Pan Wei was able to create an improved version of the catapult with only a simple drawing, and was appreciated by the king because he had a dwarf.But Sai Vance didn't have this condition. If he had known earlier, he should have kept a few dwarves...

Damn it, why should he continue to cooperate with that shameless guy? !

Absolutely no doors, no, no windows at all!

Sevans grabbed the painting at once and used both hands vigorously, but after a few minutes, the painting was still in his hands.

Rescuing the dwarf was just an excuse. Pan Wei's betrayal made him angry, and the honor and status he got made him jealous. Otherwise, he would not take the risk and burn down the entire governor's mansion.Now, a better opportunity is in front of him...

Sevans lowered his head, his eyes were dim, and finally, the desire for power and status overwhelmed everything.

"Morrie."

"Yes, my lord."

"Go to Greenland again and tell him, I promise."

"Yes, my lord."

Cyvans waved his hand, and his followers left the room, closing the door, his shirt was soaked with sweat.

He saw it clearly, the captain's sword had been unsheathed, but he changed his mind after seeing Lord Greland's painting.

you will appreciate me...

Recalling Song Mo's words, Mori couldn't help shivering.Although Cyvans was his master, he didn't want to die. In order to survive, he decided to express his "thank you" to the Lord of Greenland in person.

The cold winter is approaching, and the people of Greeland began to prepare for the winter.For the citizens, it is already a good day to be able to wear unpatched clothes, no air leaks in the house, and enough food every day.

But Song Mo didn't think so.Maybe there is no need to worry about this winter, but what about next year?What about the year after?It wasn't always soft buns like goblins who would prey on them.Weapons can be made, but population is still a big problem.

Spaghetti's weapon is good enough, isn't it?He was still beaten to the bum by the Sultan who was holding a sword and spear.American soldiers are bullish enough, right?Still being beaten by Xiaomi with a rifle, he loses his temper.

Weapons are important, but people are even more important.

A hundred peasants carrying rifles, facing thousands of cavalry on horses and in armor, still have no chance of winning.

Song Mo really wanted to say to the citizens: More people are more powerful, and more children can be spent!

But he didn't say it after all. As soon as this sentence came out, the citizens would think their lord was crazy.What's more, the problem cannot be solved immediately after the child is born.Those who are born able to run and dance, and wield knives and swords, are not humans, but monsters.

It can't go on like this.

Song Mo locked himself in the bedroom all day without eating lunch or dinner. Old John knocked on the door several times, but there was no response from inside. It was not until the follower reported that the dwarf Rhodes had brought the first batch of ore arrived, and Song Mo left the room. Ri walked out.

Contrary to the haggard description that Old John thought, Song Mo's eyes were shining at this moment, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that someone was going to be unlucky again.

Rhodes is still dressed as a warrior, and the ax on his shoulder looks very sharp, and he can easily kill anyone who dares to attack his gold coins.

Maybe because he suffered a big loss in Song Mo's hands last time, Rhodes was killed and no longer went to the Lord's Mansion as a "guest".Even if it is not safe to trade at the border, he believes that it is much better than going to the bandit leader's lair.

Looking at the stubborn dwarf, Song Mo sighed helplessly. A life that is not understood is really as lonely as snow. Since he is not understood, why is he being polite?A life as lonely as snow can also be lived incomparably tough.

Using the mental damage fee as an excuse, the gold coins that Rhodes got shrunk again.

Rhodes was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and swung his axe.

Song Mo laughed so hard that he could see his teeth but couldn't see his eyes, and raised his bow and crossbow.

The ax was against the bow and crossbow, and in the case of a pair of six, Rhodes wisely chose to put down his weapon, "It's just a joke."

"Oh." Song Mo nodded, expressing his understanding, "Me too."

Generally speaking, this transaction went very smoothly. Rhodes delivered the ore safely to the buyer, and also got gold coins that were deducted almost equal to the cost price.

Looking at the angry dwarf, Song Mo decided to give him a sweet date.

"Rhodes, do you want a crossbow?"

Rhode's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and then he glanced at Song Mo suspiciously. He couldn't believe that this guy who was more of a robber than a robber would have such good intentions.

"Of course, not in vain."

really!

Song Mo approached Rhode's ear with a smile, whispered a few words, Rhode shook his head first, Song Mo said a few more words, Rhode's face began to show hesitation, and finally nodded.

"Are you really going to give me a crossbow?"

"Of course." Song Mo nodded.

"it is good."

Song Mo and Rhodes hastily signed the contract, and Rhodes left with the contract, Song Mo whistled in a good mood.

Johnson asked hesitantly: "My lord, are you really planning to give the dwarf the continuous bow and crossbow?"

"Who said that?"

"You said so."

"I only said to give him a crossbow, but I didn't say to shoot him repeatedly." Song Mo corrected Johnson seriously, "Business must be based on integrity, you know?"

Integrity...based?

Johnson felt that he was so stupid to discuss this issue with the lord.