System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 1178 - 322: The New Leader of Kakasong City (10,000 Words)

"Lord, in this way, the armored cavalry units will enter..."

Brick’s expression was indifferent as he stared at Oleg and spoke in a deep voice.

"Execute the orders exactly as I command!"

Oleg dared not utter another word and quickly responded.

"Yes, Lord, I will immediately issue your orders."

Brick pondered for a moment and dismissed Oleg.

As he watched Oleg hastily depart, Brick’s heart eased slightly.

From the patrol guards’ reports, it was clear.

The armored cavalry units entering Alba Town...

were none other than Lord Lynn’s armored cavalry from Morgan Town, which made Louis Manor surrender without any resistance—

If it were before,

Brick might have recklessly dispatched messenger guards, summoning other manor lords to resist.

But now,

knowing the vast number of armored soldiers under Lord Lynn and the formidable military might he possessed.

Brick’s heart was devoid of any courage to resist.

To resist would be to face Lord Lynn’s armored soldiers’ storm-like assault!

After dressing himself, Brick walked towards the distant stairs.

Pushing aside the prostitutes flocking toward him, amidst the puzzled gazes.

Brick reached the brothel’s doorway, gazing far ahead, his expression tense as he stared into the darkness.

Time kept moving forward.

During this period,

prostitutes continued to approach Brick.

Skillfully clutching Brick’s arms, letting the softness of their bodies press against him.

Brick’s heart was stirred by no emotion, his cold indifferent eyes driving the prostitutes away.

After waiting for a while, Brick keenly sensed an anomaly at the town’s entrance.

The buildings that should have been shrouded in darkness were now illuminated.

The architectural details, the logs on the roofs, were clearly visible.

The fiery glow of the torches reflected upon the buildings’ walls.

Brick’s ears gently twitched.

The sound of marching hoof-beats was approaching from afar.

From the dull thuds of hooves on gravel roads, to the crisp sounds on cobblestones...

Brick understood.

Lord Lynn’s armored cavalry had already entered the town!

Boom~ Boom~ Boom~

The clamor of marching horses resounded like thunder in Alba Town.

Townsfolk, who had fallen asleep,

heard the commotion and quickly lit oil lamps and candles, opened their windows, and looked out.

They saw, under the torchlight,

armored cavalry clad in gray-black armor and iron helmets, riding warhorses, marching along the cobblestone streets.

The townspeople immediately widened their somewhat lazy eyes.

Their tired, weary faces were suddenly overtaken by terror.

Armored cavalry!

The armored cavalry they had once glimpsed had truly entered Alba Town!

A cacophony of voices, the calls of chickens and livestock...

With the cavalry’s continued entry, grew increasingly loud and chaotic.

Perhaps the brothel’s patrons and prostitutes all noticed the anomaly outside.

They curiously approached the doorway, looking in the direction Brick was gazing.

Upon seeing the cavalry in gray-black armor and iron helmets, everyone was filled with fear.

Likewise, anxious and fearful discussions arose from their mouths.

But only Brick,

solemn in demeanor, his pupils trembling uncontrollably.

As manor lord, Brick differed vastly from the town’s free people or merchants.

Only by being manor lord could they understand the terror brought by the marching armored cavalry!

Just the sight of the advancing armored cavalry.

Was enough to instantly annihilate Orlando Manor.

Without likely causing any fatalities!

Despair, helplessness, even fear... emerged in Brick’s heart.

This was truly a soldiers’ army!

As the armored cavalry neared the brothel’s doorway,

Brick, as manor lord, lowered his head in respect.

At the front of the cavalry, Rose rode atop his warhorse.

His eyes turned, scanning the residents standing at the doors or peering from second-floor windows.

From the residents’ faces and eyes, Rose saw intense fear.

The fear a weakling has in the face of insurmountable power.

If he ordered an assault on these residents, they wouldn’t have the strength to resist!

A sudden sense of pride and honor surged in Rose’s heart.

Rose naturally understood.

Everything he had now was due to his master’s favor!

If not for his master, he and Charles would never live so prosperously.

Nor would they become soldier commanders and enjoy the residents’ fear.

Suppressing the peculiar feeling in his heart, Rose glanced behind him.

The armored cavalry tightly grasped torches in their left hands and reins in their right.

Their gray-black armored bodies were straight and upright.

Though fully clad in iron helmets, their expressions unseen.

From their rigid posture, Rose clearly felt.

Just like him, the cavalry basked in the residents’ reverence and fear in Alba Town.