Be A Lord Starting Today

Beneath the eastern walls of St. Nerit.

"Sir, the orcs didn't make any further moves below, they just surrounded us.

"What's going on? Go down and have a look."

The last wave of Templars guarding St. Neret had been forced to lose more than half of the towers of the eastern city wall, and retreated within the remaining five towers.

Their scouts slowly descended the stairs and sneaked into the city through the inconspicuous exit of the city wall.

"Master Don Juan, this is my newly developed pastry. The cupcake is decorated with refreshing and sweet pineapple to increase the taste level. "A thin layer of cream car is added with colorful icing. Please taste it." The baker He took out the freshly baked cake and handed it to Don Juan.

Don Juan refused, and went up to the second floor of the bakery.

On foot, Don Juan opened a bakery at a distance of three hundred and fifty meters from the city walls.

This was opened at the behest of Don Juan.

The pope has accumulated a lot of money on weekdays, and there is a "donation box" outside the temple gate. All citizens who donate more money can get the baptism of atonement under the Pope's crown.

Then the Pope put all the money in the secret room of His Royal Highness. In the past 30, Don Juan had someone move the coffin in the secret room, and the gold and silver have been dug out of it.

There are five thousand gold coins and ten thousand silver coins. These things are put in the hands of Don Juan, and they can be returned to these people as wages for hiring refugees to rebuild Saint Nine Twitter.

He came to the bakery, not to inspect how the bakery was doing, but to find out the situation here himself.

Looking from the small two-story building of the bakery, the refugee queue downstairs to buy food is as long as 50 meters.

Smoke rose from the bakery's oven stove upwards.

The Templars standing on the ramparts should be able to see what's going on here.

Below the city wall, there are dark ghost werewolves guarding them, and outside the city wall, there are dark moon knights blocking their way to the outside world.

"My lord, our troops have surrounded the city wall so tightly that not a single fly can escape." Hutch came to report.

Don Juan was still wearing the iron barrel helmet, he said: "Surround well, don't worry."

"Yes." In the history of China, there were many siege wars.

If you want to attack a city, it is best to be able to take it without attacking it. Going to the military plan, this will also allow Don Juan to recuperate and recuperate the dark ghost werewolf army and servants who have recently lost a lot

On the other hand, the Templars who were besieged within the city walls did not necessarily have such strong beliefs, especially when there was no backup support, hunger and cold were eroding their will.

It won't be long before it breaks down.

Don Juan confirmed that the bakery was behind the dark ghost werewolf's line of defense, and then he was about to go downstairs and leave.

As soon as I walked to the door of the bakery, I met a beggar.

"Please, give me two pieces of bread!" The man was wearing ragged leather clothes, his hair was messy, his face was still gray and black with dust, and he smelled like he hadn't bathed for several days.

But very poorly begging for food to eat.

"Go, go, get out of the way! Don't hinder our business." The owner of the bakery hates this kind of person who only knows how to ask but doesn't work to make money. After all, under the arrangement of Mr. Don Juan, the other refugees found jobs step by step, that is, moving bricks on the construction site for construction.

Don Juan shifted his gaze from the man's face to his hands, and suddenly frowned.

I saw that the roots of the five fingers of this man's hands were full of calluses.

Don Juan said, "You guys, give him a small cake."

"But this person is a beggar!" There are no beggars in Xieyue City, so everyone despises such people very much.

Don Juan took out a silver coin and put it on the table: "I gave it to him. Just give him the cupcake."

The owner of the bakery hastily collected the silver coins paid by Lord Don Juan, and immediately took out ten palm-sized cupcakes and handed them to the beggar.

The beggar smelled the smell and was almost moved to tears.

Hastily nodded and left.

Don Juan looked at the direction he was leaving with a mysterious smile on his lips.

"Go back, Hatch." Don Juan left with a smile.

Then he quietly followed the beggar.

I saw the beggar sneak into the alley, and secretly opened the wrapped cake in his arms. The hot cake exuded a strange feeling, and the colorful icing on it was like the food of the gods in a dream. Flaws are as attractive as white jade.

The beggar lifted off the ragged leather coat [exposing the leather armor inside.

Hatch was surprised: "The Templars actually sneaked into our bakery?"

"Hush, let's take a look." Don Juan easily jumped onto the roof and looked at the beggar-like templar, and he hurriedly stuffed a small cake into his mouth.

"I haven't eaten for three days, what, what is this smell?! It's sweet!" he cried. This thing is clearly the taste of my mother's cake! It's so delicious.

As a Templar, he has always enjoyed the best treatment from St. Neruit.

Never been hungry. Thousands of believers donate money to them every day, among which, the pope took most of it, and the rest is the supplies for their army.

He is a recruit of the Knights Templar, and it is also the first time that he has been hungry for such a delicious food after being hungry for the first time!

"It's so, so delicious, I want to be a fallen knight! I don't want any temple beliefs!"

Ha 290qi looked at the Templar in the alley with disdain and said, "Master Don Juan, these Templars are too ignorant. They actually betrayed their Pope because of a cake."

Don Juan sneered twice: "Hmph, I just want to disintegrate them little by little like this."

"My lord is really clever."

The Templar immediately discarded his helmet and ran towards the refugee camp in front of the temple.

This kind of person rebelled too quickly. Maybe it was because of the good treatment that he became a Templar when he joined the Pope?

Don Juan sighed, in any case, let's break down the stubborn soldiers first.

The rest that cannot be disintegrated will be resolved after Kun reminds.

Don Juan called up the system interface.

"St. Neruit City, 1549 civilians.

It appears that the number of refugee defections is steadily increasing.

"Hatch, send out 500 civilians to the village outside Santite to see if there is enough arable land. We can't keep transporting food from Slanted Moon City. We have to let these refugees grow their own food."

"Yes, my lord." Hutch took the order and immediately ran down to dispatch the civilians who surrendered.

Don Juan nodded in satisfaction, and now the temple has been transformed into a central area where refugees receive food. He decided to go to wake up Kunti, and he had to take a look at Xiangxie City. .