My name is Ren

Chapter 182 Everyone has their own talents, and only when they are placed in the right place can they play a role

"You shouldn't be so impulsive!" Toddley glanced at Philip standing beside him with a smile, and advised Sean again. "The most important thing you should do now is to develop your strength. Your reputation in Vernier is getting better and better, and there are more and more civilians supporting you. These are the foundations for your future hegemony. You should now Still sitting in the city lord's mansion to deal with political affairs, instead of leading the army to attack a meaningless city like now."

After a moment of silence, Sean looked at Toddley, "I can bear some things, just like how I treated Angelo before, letting others insult me, I can pretend I don't know anything. But not this time, This time they have touched my bottom line, if I endure it any longer, I am afraid that I will be disappointed in myself and the people will be disappointed in me." He looked at it slowly moving forward on the plain like a silver-gray python. "People won't like their leader to be a coward. Even if this war fails, even if I die in Seiliu City, I will definitely go."

"Everyone always has some insistence, which has to be carried out, even in the face of a mortal situation. If you give in the first time, you will give in the second time, and this humiliating retreat will take root in you. When you face more humiliating things again, you will still choose to give in, because you are used to bowing your head. But I want to say no, I have been obedient for too long, it is time for me to stand up, I want to stand up To stand in the world and smash with my fists everything that shames me."

"I want those humiliated people to know the price they have to pay for humiliating me so presumptuously. I want others to choose to submit, obey, and back down."

"Instead of me, be that coward!"

"Toddley, my friend, if you were in my position, you would choose to be a warrior who dared to face reality and wave a sharp knife at reality."

"Or be a coward who puts himself in a box?"

Toddley shut his mouth wisely. As a Byron, under the background of national integration, appropriate concessions are the national policy to maintain stability.In Byron, the official will tell everyone, including humans of all races, as well as non-human orcs, lycanthropes and others, that there are selective concessions in order to continue the peace.Although fighting against each other makes one happy for a while, it will bring long-term torture and disaster.So it cannot be said that what Toddley said is wrong, just because he is not a Desi, and he does not understand the extremely contradictory and pathological character of the Desi.

Sean not only wanted to kill the nobleman Bowen this time, but also beheaded his former mother with his own hands.

Yes, the former mother, the mother who brought him endless shame and hatred.If Ayler just did something absurd with Bowen, he could keep calm and act like nothing happened, because he and that woman were done with each other.But what he didn't expect was that that woman touched the taboo in his heart again and again!To tear apart the protection he had built up with great difficulty over the years, Chi Guoguo ripped out all his insignificant things from his chest, tore them to pieces, threw them on the ground, and stepped on them a few times.

He had already heard the news, and some people in the city had already started talking about it, some even said that Xiao En the Silver Fox got up by being Angelo's male favourite.

It was nothing short of an insult and blasphemy to his personality and his past for fighting his way through endless danger, yet people believed the obvious sarcasm, the mockery, the contempt more than the serious explanations.At least this statement is entertaining enough and hot enough, isn't it?Not everyone can like Sean, and there are some mud dogs who are jealous of the sudden rise of Sean, who was also a mud dog. Jealousy is a terrible thing. This kind of emotion can ignore all good things and magnify all ugly things.

So Sean also had to use iron and blood to prove that he was not gay, he was not a male favorite, and he had never sold his buttocks—the last one was true, even though it was only once.

Vernier is on the west side of Xiliu City, and the straight-line distance between the two cities is only about 170 kilometers apart. If you follow the normal marching speed, it will take about three to four days.There are some differences between this world and the other world. I don’t know if it’s because of the race or the air quality and environment. When people are young and middle-aged, their physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people in the other world.It is not difficult for a trained soldier to march forty kilometers to fifty kilometers a day, which is relatively common.

This distance can be said to be fleeting. On the evening of the third day, Xiliu City in the distance was already vividly experienced.The calm Saudorn River is like a silver belt paved on the ground. The dense and robust crops on both sides are swaying with the wind in the sunset. A small number of farmers are still guarding the edge of the farmland at the risk of being affected by the flames of war.

As soon as Sean and his army appeared, two farmers ran over on rough horses.

"My lord, the humble farmer pays you the highest respect." The farmer got off his horse, took off his hat, and bent down deeply. The humbleness and care on his face made him look very "weak".

Xiao En looked at the two farmers, one older and one younger. He raised his whip slightly, "Hello, farmers, please get up."

The cautious farmer wiped the sweat from his face, and a layer of plaster scraped off touched his blackened trouser legs.The old farmer said cautiously: "My lord, I am a farmer near here. I hope you can understand and forgive my rudeness. I hope that you and your army can try to avoid destroying these things during the battle." Farmland. We have always heard people say that you are also a strong person who has stepped out of the common people, so you should also know that for us farmers, crops and farmland are our second life."

Being polite and polite, Xiao En looked at the farmer in a daze, and then nodded, "You are very reasonable. I will never refuse reasonable requests. Even if unavoidable circumstances arise and damage your Crops and fields, I will also compensate you after the war. If I am still alive."

He then sent a message to all the soldiers not to ruin the farmland and crops, otherwise they would be dealt with by military law.

Sean let the farmer go. He got off his horse and made camp on the spot.Standing on the slope, looking at the majestic city of Xiliu, Sean smiled and said to Toddry and Philip beside him: "Look, that is the persistence of the farmer, he is a great person. I have always wanted to Be such a great person, not a small and humble person. I always want to straighten my back when facing power, but I couldn't do it at that time. Now I do, so I don't want my back to bend go down."

"What do you think about the attack on Seiliu City?" Sean waved the horsewhip in his hand, crushed some weeds, and stepped on the black soil soaked by the Xiudorn River, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.The Xiudorn River has nurtured countless Desi people, and people affectionately call this river the Mother River.But tomorrow, he will wage war on the banks of this mother river.

For some reason, Sean became sentimental after killing Angelo, he was not such a person before.Perhaps he took on more responsibilities, carrying the hope and future of a city, which brought about a huge change in him.

The silence of Philip and Toddley did not affect Sean. These two people are very good at handling government affairs, but they are obviously not so good at fighting.Ren mentioned the weeds and asked, "Has our internal response been arranged?"

Having suffered a loss once, he naturally knows the horror of Neiying. A few days ago, he let three hundred elites transform into merchants and civilians to infiltrate Xiliu City.Following his inquiry, Philip and Toddley looked at each other, shook their heads with wry smiles.

Philip said with some shame: "I'm sorry, my lord. Bowen blocked the city gate with sand and stone the day before yesterday. Even if we have an internal response, we can't open the city gate."

"Your brains are too dead." Sean raised his head and looked at the exceptionally beautiful Xiliu City in the setting sun and said, "Their function is not necessarily to open the city gates, their role in the city is even greater than opening the city gates." Find a way to send a message to them, and let them enter the lord's mansion after the battle becomes stalemate. I believe that Bowen will definitely put all his troops on the top of the city in order not to let his head roll. "

"If the Lord's Mansion cannot be captured, let them destroy it, set fire to all the granaries, assassinate the dignitaries and the businessmen on the list, in short, I want chaos in Xiliu City, the more chaos the better!"

Toddry looked at Sean's back with full eyes, and he suddenly felt that this man might really be able to do something great.He has always just lacked an opportunity, a stage where he can display his abilities.The country of Orlando is really too corrupt and depraved. Such talents are buried among the people and humiliated by the nobles. No wonder many people are becoming less and less optimistic about Orlando.

If someone like Sean had placed him in the Byron Empire, he might have become an aristocrat long ago, suppressing one side.

The sun finally threw the last remaining brilliance to the earth, and after slowly sinking into the horizon, the moon climbed up to the sky and filled the world with silver brilliance.

The sound of insects chirping one after another, the stench of the soil, the vapor of the river, and the fragrance of the vegetation made all the people outside the city sleep extra peacefully that night.Everyone slept deeply because they knew that in the next few days, they might never have the opportunity to sleep well again.

Some people slept well that night, while others didn't sleep well.

Bowen's eye bags were blue, his chest heaved violently, he looked at his chief of staff, and slammed the teapot in his hand on the ground, the fragments shattered and flew, and even scratched the back of the chief of staff's hand, "Why, why did he disappear? How long did it take you to tell me?"

(End of this chapter)