I Become a Landlady in the Game World
Chapter 219 - 138: The Fall of a Territory, A New Enemy_3

Chapter 219: Chapter 138: The Fall of a Territory, A New Enemy_3

Although most of the captured population was destined to become slaves, including professionals, the majority of these professionals were sold to nobles to serve as private soldiers. Even though their treatment was somewhat better than that of slaves, they had lost their freedom. Could this truly be considered a better fate?

As panic took hold of them upon hearing this news,

Lord Wolf of Fasal Village, who was leading the attacking team, received the news that the Lord of Aberto Village had refused to surrender, and a trace of coldness appeared on his face.

Unaware of their imminent doom!

"Lord, the walls have been breached."

"Surround Aberto Village and let no one escape," Wolf ordered coldly, and the next moment, he led his main forces toward the direction of the territory’s main gate.

The walls, having lost their protective strength, were already in ruins, much like the declining Aberto Village.

As countless soldiers and professionals flooded into the territory, the combat shifted from a siege to individual duels.

However, compared to the passive defense of the residents of Aberto Village, the attackers led by Wolf were much more vicious.

Professionals who resisted were met with swift and ruthless strikes, their lives ended without hesitation.

"Surrender or die!"

These four words, echoing powerfully along with their decisive tactics, seemed to have an immense deterrent effect.

Clearly, Wolf and his men intended to use this strategy to quickly gain control over the territory.

The advantages of such tactics were evidently clear.

Many professionals, witnessing their companions being killed, indeed chose to lay down their weapons.

They knew that once they surrendered, they would become mere playthings in the hands of others.

Yet, compared to becoming prisoners, dying outright seemed a lesser misery.

More and more professionals chose to give up resistance, submitting to reality.

Watching this scene, a hint of smug satisfaction flashed in Wolf’s eyes.

Once these professionals were subdued, it would be even easier to manipulate the remaining residents of the territory.

Shortly thereafter, Wolf began searching the territory for Lord Richardson.

He hadn’t forgotten; even though the territory had been breached, this lord still stubbornly refused to surrender.

Since he refused to surrender, then there was no need for his existence.

Before long, Wolf spotted Richardson, who was still fiercely resisting not far away.

With a brief glance, Wolf directly led a group of men towards Richardson.

As for the rest, they spread out rapidly like a tide into every corner of the territory.

Their previous desperate efforts were all for what? Naturally, it was for the rewards promised by their lord.

Now was the time for them to reap those rewards.

In a moment, the whole territory was filled with cries and screams, one after another.

Richardson, seeing some professionals who had chosen to give up and the tragic scene in the territory, felt a pain in his heart and clenched his fists.

He turned to his companion, Bob, "Do me one last favor."

"Lord, tell me!"

"Take some people and follow those visitors out!" Richardson demanded. "Create an extra path, as many as can escape should escape. Only if many flee will the enemy be unable to cope, and we might stand a chance."

"But..."

"Go," Richardson said firmly.

Bob exhaled softly and led a group of men away from Richardson’s side.

When Wolf approached and saw this scene, knowing their direction was towards the deeper parts of the territory, he didn’t care but continued towards Richardson directly.

Richardson also saw Wolf, his eyes filled with hatred.

The territory had been breached, the residents humiliated.

How could he ever submit to such an enemy?

Clutching his long sword, Richardson charged directly at Wolf.

The soldiers around Wolf instinctively moved to intercept, but Wolf stopped them.

"No need, I’ll handle this myself!" Wolf said coldly. He was not one of those lords who hid behind others; he preferred to celebrate his victories with blood.

He quickly drew his own sword.

"Clang!"

The two fought together, their swords clashing and sparking, locked in fierce combat.

Meanwhile, stimulated by the situation, Bob and the soldiers showed incredible bravery.

They had been ordered to inform some of the residents to leave, but how could they not have their own motives?

Many of them had families.

Previously there had been no opportunity, but now with a glimmer of hope, why not try?