System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 911: Chapter 278: Total War Declaration (10,000)_2

Godfrey opened his mouth, wanting to speak for those soldiers.

But in the end, he gently closed it.

Godfrey naturally understood.

Lawrence, having lived in the upper class since childhood, was accustomed to the thinking of those in power when pondering issues.

As a Commander, he could never empathize with the soldiers who paid such a heavy price.

But Godfrey was different.

Now, although he had been appointed as the Commander.

He, like those fallen soldiers of the Sword and Shield Corps, came from the lowest strata of Bordeaux City.

Out of admiration for the Ducas Clan, and a desire to pledge loyalty to them as the Lords.

After coming of age, he unhesitatingly became a soldier for the Ducas Clan through rigorous selection and training.

From an Ordinary soldier, to a previous Knight Commander, to now being appointed by Marquis Mark Duca as Commander.

He knew very well what these soldiers wanted.

While pledging loyalty to the Ducas Clan.

To change their identity and status.

To provide a better life for their families.

The soldiers wanted to live and return to Bordeaux City to reunite with their families.

But now.

They had been burned to cinders by wildfire, remaining here forever.

Even to prevent disease outbreaks.

Their bodies would be casually buried in mass graves.

Godfrey understood.

This was the difference in thinking between those in power and people like themselves from the lower class.

The upper class always thought of so-called family power and glory.

While the common folks wanted nothing more than to live a plain life, ensuring their safety.

In Godfrey’s mind, the face of that young, handsome Lord suddenly emerged.

Though appearing young, his stability and wisdom far surpassed his peers.

Compared to these.

What mattered more to him was that on that Lord’s territory, there was no oppression, no exploitation.

Everyone worked together to strive for a better life.

He even vividly remembered the relaxed and content smiles on the faces of the working townsmen.

Besides that territory, he had never seen such a place elsewhere!

What Godfrey did not know was that as he recalled in his mind.

A thought had already taken root deep in his mind and was quickly growing.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Godfrey bent down to Lawrence.

"Lord Lawrence, thank you for your guidance."

Listening to Godfrey’s words filled with respect.

Lawrence nodded with great satisfaction.

"Commander Godfrey, it’s best that you understand this reasoning."

"One thing you must remember well."

"Although in this battle you were appointed as Commander by Mark."

"He equally appointed me as an advisor on the battlefield?"

"Why is this so?"

"That’s because the Sword and Shield Corps will always be the Sword and Shield Corps of the Ducas Clan!"

"They would never easily hand over command to an outsider."

Upon hearing this, Godfrey was not surprised, bending his waist even lower.

"Godfrey has been taught."

Seeing Godfrey’s action, Lawrence acknowledged with a nod.

"The battle for Spirit Reef Port is over, and so is your appointment as Commander."

"Knight Commander Godfrey, the deployment and garrison affairs are now left to you."

"The existence of Spirit Reef Port is crucial for future wars!"

"It’s highly possible that Caesar Carolin will dispatch forces to attack!"

Godfrey responded respectfully.

Lawrence’s gaze turned inward to Spirit Reef Port, continuing to speak.

"If there’s anything, you can come to Siren’s Nest to find me."

"Long before, in Bordeaux City, I heard that the brothel at Siren’s Nest in Spirit Reef Port had prostitutes like ’Sea Sirens.’

"Now that I’m here, it’s the perfect chance to see it for myself..."

Godfrey responded, "Yes, Lord Lawrence."

Listening to Lawrence’s footsteps gradually fading away.

The bowed Godfrey slowly stood upright.

He watched Lawrence leave the city wall, then withdrew his gaze.

Directing his gaze downward.

There.

Under Danke’s leadership, soldiers were moving those charred corpses one by one.

There were even some bodies completely carbonized, whose blackened heads would directly break off from the neck with the soldiers’ movements back and forth.

Looking at such a scene.

The memory of the attack involuntarily resurged in Godfrey’s mind.

A cascade of wildfire, like a waterfall, pouring down from the city wall.

The soldiers of the Sword and Shield Corps, stacked nearly dozens of layers right next to the city wall, were instantly soaked.

The spattered or flowing wildfire further contaminated the soldiers at the back.

At first, they didn’t notice anything.

But as the pungent smell spread throughout the air.

As torches were thrown down from the city wall.

As cluster after cluster of flames spread explosively.

Like fire demons from the Abyss wildly swinging their whips and Greatswords, spewing red-orange tongues of flame.

Almost devouring swathes of Sword and Shield Corps soldiers.

They finally realized how much more difficult and brutal this attack was than they had anticipated.

The terror of the wildfire was so severe that even the city wall, built from solid stone, was burned and scorched into deep pits!

Let alone the soldiers of the Sword and Shield Corps, enveloped in Metal Armor.