Chapter 112 Declaration of War from the Principality  (1)

Old John went back on the third day.

He took away all the knights who followed him. This trip should be quite satisfactory for him.

Not only did he build a church in the territory of Maple Leaf Town, he also saw his future son-in-law. Although this fancy son-in-law is a bit crappy, he still has some remarkable points. In his words, it is a piece of jade that has not been carved, and sooner or later he will shine.

Although Yang Dashuan didn't understand why his father-in-law valued him so much, it meant that he was holding a wolf dog and teasing good women all over the street was shattered. No matter what, even for Joan of Arc, he could not be so lazy anymore.

The days are going on in an orderly manner.

After a heavy rain technique, the pond at the entrance of the town was already full. Yang Dashuan led the slaves to dig more than ten deep wells in one go. With these wells, even if the dry season is fierce, it will not fall into the embarrassing situation a few days ago.

The farmland once again sowed rice for three seasons.

Originally, for the dry season, slaves on the wasteland did not agree so much with sowing again.

After all, even drinking water becomes a problem, and it will be less practical if you consume water to irrigate it.

Just two days after the well was dug, the Suprati River began to flow again. This was within Yang Dashuan's expectations.

In the last time, he had seen the turbulent and rapid water flowing upstream of the river. Moreover, the river channel upstream was very narrow, and even if the river was blocked, it would not be blocked for too long. The water flowing of the Suprati River caused no slaves to complain about the sowing. The spider-turned elves blocked the water source for a long time, which made the river water more sufficient.

Seeing that the water surface could already cover the centaur's back, Yang Dashuan nodded incessantly.

It seems that this dry season is not too bad.

The Pope himself visited Maple Leaf Town, and the news spread like wildfire the next day. The merchants in the streets and alleys were talking about this matter everywhere, and the shrewd merchants had already seen hidden business opportunities from this matter. After the Pope returned to the Sanctuary of the Middle East, these shrewd merchants quickly recruited all the goods that could think of the lack of that territory and prepared to make a fortune on the wasteland.

Of course, some merchants have not only the goal of Maple Leaf Town, they have turned their attention to the Bemon tribe on the west bank of the Suprati River.

While these merchants were preparing goods in large quantities, Yang Dashuan was not idle either.

After finally making a move, he would definitely take action with these wasteland robbers. When Robert fled, the treasure he threw was almost picked up by these robbers. Yang Dashuan could not sit idly by and watch the money slip away from his nose.

But there were too many robbers who blocked the road and robbed them, all of them from other tribes.

He led his slaves to sweep several tribes in a row, and Yang Dashuan didn't even get the fraction of what Robert had left behind, which really annoyed him.

When Old John left, he had not forgotten to remind him: "Log, you have to do a lot of things by yourself. I will not help you before you become the king of the Principality of Edfran. Don't expect that even if you ask Joan of Arc to ask me, there is no way. I will stare at you in the St. Do you have any other thoughts... Let me tell you, I will let Joan of Arc come back without hesitation."

As for what happened, Old John didn't say it directly, and Yang Dashuan also understood.

At most, you can move lighter in the future - Yang Dashuan's thoughts.

After Old John returned to the capital, almost half a month later, people came to the Principality of Edfran.

It was a letter written by Regent Richard, and there were also a total of ten troops of 30,000 troops, but this unit would not arrive at least a month.

The knight with a nose almost on his forehead viciously threw the Regent's letter in front of Yang Dashuan. "Rogge, your illegal tax resistance made the Regent very angry. In order to maintain the majesty of the Principality and inviolable law, the Regent requires you to tie yourself up immediately and follow me to the Principality's capital to apologize. His Highness, the merciful and wise Regent, will definitely forgive your crimes."

This Erlangzi special commissioner came at a time.

These days, Yang Dashuan was so angry that he had no place to scatter. He robbed several bands of robber tribes, but he didn't even get a single one.

At that time, he was pointing at the slaves and scolding him, and then the indifferent green rode his horse and broke into Maple Leaf Town casually.

"Who is Roger?" The knight was arrogant and upset the slaves.

"I am!" Yang Dashuan rolled his eyes.

The knight sneered, looked at Yang Dashuan carefully from top to bottom with contemptuous eyes, and then said what he had just said.

"I really want to beat you!"

Several slaves were yelling to twist the guy's head, but were stopped by Yang Dashuan.

This knight was also somewhat brave, and he was not afraid of the ogre with a ferocious face, tall and big horse.

Yang Dashuan silently opened the letter. The more he looked, the more smiles he had accumulated on his face. This kind of kindness usually accompanied by the arrival of sharpness, and the slaves prayed for the knight.

"Go to the Principality with me, maybe I can still plead for you. Let me tell you that the soldiers of the ten corps have set out from the Principality. If you dare to resist, hum..."

Yang Dashuan rolled his eyes and pulled him off the horse's back. "Thad!"

"Master, what's the matter?" the ogre shouted in a muffled voice with a huge belly.

"I heard recently that you are not in good health and can't take care of so many wives. I'll find someone to share the burden with you. I'll take out the potion I fed to Robert last time and feed him some. Three days later, I'll come and ask questions!" Yang Dashuan said with a smile.

The young knight was stunned.

He blinked his eyes and looked at Thad, and was immediately panicked. What is his wife who could not handle even the three-blade ogre? Could it be the Rosa beast in a whole cabin?

"No, you can't treat me like this. I'm the commissioner of His Highness Regent!"

The young knight dragged away by the ogre was yelling desperately because he saw the female ogres who had walked out of the house. These female ogres whose waists were thicker than buckets, had their eyes wet when they saw the young knight. They really hated the stench on Thad's body. At this time, it was really unexpected that a human little face changed his taste.

"My master is so considerate!" said the female ogre in emotion.

"To be honest, I still want to have a sleep with the master. I have always felt that the master's breast hair is distinctive." A female ogre next to her rolled her eyes and looked at her companion seriously.

"Rogue, what's going on?" Joan of Arc heard the shouting and came out of the room. He looked at the human knight who was dragged away by Thad, confused.

"The Principality sent someone to beat me. Humph, I said I was illegal to resist taxes." Yang Dashuan grabbed the letter into a ball and threw it to the ground. He was not satisfied and crushed it with his feet. "Ten corps, a total of 30,000 troops. Richard really respects me, but I have to let him know that I am not a soft persimmon, he can pinch it as long as he wants!"

"Has Robert's affairs been exposed?" Alice asked in a low voice.

"How is it possible? Before leaving, I sent someone to set a fire, so that no one could escape from the wasteland. And Robert died in the cattle shed, who would know these things?" Yang Dashuan spat fiercely, "This guy is obviously trying to deal with me. My devil father has long been gone. Only by eliminating me can his throne be safe."

"It's probably not so easy for them to deal with us." Leren said unhappily. Due to the advancement of the thorn-wrapped magic, the little girl began to be a little arrogant. The three-petal thorn, which could only attack as a single body, was able to respond to the summons and become nine-petals, and attack three enemies at the same time. Not only did the power not weaken, but it was stronger than before.

Moreover, this girl seems to have found some tricks on her recent natural magic.

This magic was handed over to her by Leren's mentor Posaya last time. The main function of this magic is to summon tree people from a forest to assist in the battle, because it does not have much limitations. As long as the magic is sufficient, a towering ancient tree can turn into a giant as tall as a Titan giant.

Although Yang Dashuan had never seen it with his own eyes.

"No, I can't fight now!" Yang Dashuan smiled and looked at the three indignant girls.

The girls looked at Lao Yang, a little confused. "Why?"

"Even if the self-defense force in our territory is added with blacksmiths, there are only more than 500 people. How many of the other side are? Ten regiments, that is, an army of 30,000 people. No matter how many fights, they will lose!" Yang Dashuan shook his head. To be honest, Richard would directly send a large army to sweep the wasteland. He really never thought of such a thing. "Even if we have a frost dragon, it's not enough. The frost dragon is just a puppet, and it's still possible to do it one or two. But even if we step on it, we have to step on it for a day or two before we can all step on it. But in fact, we only have five minutes."

"What should I do? Can they just come and beat us like this? Our territory was not destroyed by the robbers, but was destroyed by the priest! If not, I want to find Dad." Joan of Arc's exquisite and beautiful nose was almost pissed. "Dad said that the priest who assigned our territory was not here either. It's already April!"

This girl is still too young.

This world is so sinister, and Joan of Arc can't figure it out at all.

The Principality of Edfran may be the largest country in the alliance, but four-fifths of the territory are in the wasteland.
Chapter completed!