Chapter 286 Baron Leonard

Baron Leonard, the lord of this place, when his baron mansion appears as the only large building in the entire fortress, his status can be imagined.

When passing through the mountain-like palaces, the gorgeous or grand decorations include rare animals that are strictly carved in unusual shapes, a few special animals from the empire, beautiful marble that can only be mined in other worlds, or other good things.

But when people walked through the bustling palace, which was like the Palace of Versailles in ancient times, and walked to the center, its owner was just a middle-aged man with a goatee, brown hair, and a thin body. Although he was well-dressed, Gorgeous, but if you really take off those things, no one would recognize him at a glance if you put him in a crowd.

And his mansion tore a quiet road in the complicated urban area, with many complex and heavy institutions inside. Unlike ordinary houses, those houses seemed new and larger.

However, its actual use is not to deal with the many demands of the territorial fortress, but to collect money from the baron. To be precise, they also collect a tax. A tax must be exploited layer by layer, and everyone will benefit. In the end, the baron will be the leader, and the corruption will Flies eat soup, take more and take more, it is commonplace.

But the prosperous business here really supports the weak and sad balance here. Secondly, the baron who has a large number of elite soldiers and spends a lot of money to cultivate defense forces does not allow anyone to ride on his head.

A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. Faced with the sudden appearance of a huge army in his territory, as well as a full set of elite equipment, artillery, armor and other uninvited guests, this smart baron naturally chose to give in.

He originally thought that the entire fortress was under his control, but he also roughly knew how the enemy came in, but commercial transportation capabilities were his lifeblood, and it was definitely impossible to change.

In his garden, the baron, stroking the grass and trees, just listened to the attendant's report indifferently, but for him, those words were of little use.

"Go down." He did not blame the servants. Unlike most people's imagination of the cruelty of nobles, nobles actually regarded their subjects and servants as property, and therefore would not "destroy property" unless it was a serious mistake. A disagreement can lead to bloodshed.

The servants who were cleaning or the guards who were stationed couldn't help but look at the Catachans who were praised almost as much as Krieg, Cadia, Valhalla and other miracles within the empire, although I didn't know what they were feeling in their hearts. , but that expression almost expresses their fear, admiration, and a trace of expectation.

"As long as the business here is suspended, the entire Wandering Port will know that you are here, and you are here! So you can't kill me, and you can't let the business here stop, unless you want the entire Wandering Port to discover that you are here!"

"You are, you are... the king of Skadi?"

He really had no way to resist the roaring engines and crackling military boots. When the Imperial Guard approached his fortress area, the guards guarding the intersection, his private soldiers, wearing relatively standard equipment, were reluctantly trying. Impeding the progress of the regular army, those forceful words were obviously ridiculous in front of a Lemanus that was emitting exhaust gas.

Alan Bair nodded. "You can see clearly...Then you should be prepared to die. People like you probably won't go to the Emperor. There is no place for you on the throne." He waved his hand, and the Catachans picked up their special weapons. The carbine is powerful enough to tear apart ceramite and destroy everything.

This stupid guy is considered competent. Seeing the guard shooting and offending the big shot in front of him, he still mustered up the courage to walk out of the bulletproof car. If it weren't for the trembling of his legs in the funny big pants, Alan Bayer might really think that he is a courageous person. people.

Heavy vehicles trampled through the roads in the city, rumbling and almost cracking those roads. The Imperial Guard came just to destroy them. When those beautiful houses were threatened by real violence, the so-called great baron was actually just an illusory thing.

A trace of pity flashed in Alan Bair's eyes, but it was just a flash. That kind of emotion has no practical use in war. The cannonballs were fired and thunder was coming.

He was waiting for the lord in front of the long light-colored wooden table, while Alan Bair sat down and asked in a teasing tone. "What, no good food or hospitality?"

But there were only a few hundred young soldiers on the opposite side. Although they were strong and healthy, they had little experience, and their posture when holding firearms was not standard. Alan Bayer dared to say that he couldn't hit them even if he stretched out his head, and the inferior bulletproof armor And automatic weapons can't even leave any trace on the tank.

"Prepare to fire, load up, and let Skadi's wrath raze this place to the ground, leaving only a few of the foolish ones left."

"You are simply the opposite of a noble. Compared to those whirlpools of desire like storms, you look like a calm ocean. But I believe that behind your calmness are emotions, desires, and thoughts that are crazier than anyone else's."

Alan Bair asked his chief of staff, touching his chin. "Interesting, what do you think?"

He stretched out his hand to signal Alan Beyer to guess his identity, and then chanted. "You're a soldier, no doubt about it."

Alan Bair answered immediately. "Rules are the order created by the strong restraining the weak, and obviously our firepower and numbers are much better than yours, so you should abide by our rules, right?"

It was naturally strange for someone like the Imperial Guard to apply the heretic emblem and act accordingly. When Alan Bair walked into the center of the palace with those eyes on him, there was a particularly ordinary person among the decorations. It was hard to imagine that such a guy could actually He is the owner here, as if he is deliberately covering up his own ordinaryness.

This sentence basically means that the baron surrenders, but such cases are rare. Alan Bayer thought that he would abandon his fortress and escape, or Yelang was arrogant and thought that those loyal guards could resist the attack of the Imperial Guard, but his They didn’t even choose, but met them...

But this does not mean that he is a good person. He has executed countless innocent people, and getting to his current position also represents cruel internal fighting within the family. However, the end is now over, but he still has the ability to make this port his own...

As for the Imperial Guard, the thousands of members of the 4th Skadi Infantry Regiment are not only veterans who have served for nearly 10 years, the average age is close to 30, and they have outstanding military exploits. In contrast, those PDFs have never left in this life. Past the fort, it was not even a reserve for the 4th Skadi Infantry.

He burst out laughing. "The badges painted on your soldiers are not up to standard, but they are already very good. Do you want to kill me and then violently take over this fortress for your crazy war?"

The firearms faced each other and warmed up. There was almost no comparison between the huge muzzle of Lemanus and the small automatic gun, but those guards were still ready to sacrifice their lives for that stupid loyalty.

"You are in a high position, there is no doubt about it, but you are not one of Engili's wandering harbors. As for the Empire, although there is no declaration of war, we all know the desires of the Lord of Skadi."

"Stop!" Alan Bayer shouted. The gunner retracted the bullet, but the guard's laser gun hit the salamander's body, drawing a hole. What made him stop was not the so-called kindness, but the clothes on his back. The official wearing a thick wide-brimmed hat, a windbreaker, and holding a piece of brown paper was coming in a car. If he had just opened fire, this unlucky guy would definitely be affected.

"I know your miracles. Now Skadi's countless wealth comes from your wisdom, and my joining can make everything better. Believe in my brain, family honor, and give you more benefits!"

Even so, those people did not flee despite the Baron's dedicated cultivation and brainwashing. This is already a good quality, but such blind obedience is not good. If Alan Bayer saw their fleeing first, and then received a A sneak attack inside the city would give them a better rating.

Alan Bair shook his head. "No, the power has been determined. The Imperial Guard is far ahead in terms of numbers and level. Those who can achieve the position of baron are not fools. And as the goal is to turn this place into war supplies, I will not allow a high degree of autonomy here. After all, What should I do if he suddenly cuts off his confession in the middle of the fight?”

When the gorgeous "Versailles Palace" appeared in front of Alan Bayer, it was almost one of the most gorgeous buildings he had ever seen. Although it was not as good as the real planetary governor's residence, it was better than the exquisiteness and beauty. He stepped forward and walked Among them, under the protection of many Skadi Catachans, the names of those bronzed men with thick and strong arms are almost unknown.

The war engine roared, and Lemanus raised the cannon sideways from the back of the Salamander tank. With the dark muzzle, the atmosphere immediately became tense. The guards also wanted to shoot, but this was not a war with any possibility; It was destined to be a one-sided massacre.

He is a little crazy. After all, if a mercenary person sees hope for the future like this, how much is it just acting? Alan Bayer doesn't believe him. He can betray Enjili today and Skadi tomorrow. He wants to be his earth emperor, and Alan Bayer doesn't need the earth emperor...

Those soldiers also obviously noticed Alan Bair's eyes that looked almost at belongings or commodities. While being horrified, they still maintained their loyalty and shouted to him with all their courage. "If informed, please disarm. If you want to see the Baron, you need to respect our rules!"

But even so, the guards heard the name of the Feng family and still stood still. Alan Bayer was a little helpless. He turned on the radio and prepared to heat up Lemanus' smoothbore cannon. The defense here was composed of sandbags and barbed wire. It's absolutely impossible to survive two attacks. It's just a pity that the guards here are loyal and can only serve a noble who is destined to fail.

He thought for a moment. "It's like the taste of wine that has been pickled into the core and is still there and will never fade away. It is the aggregation of arrogance and rage, and you appear calm."

"Maybe it's an ambush?"

Alan Bair was sitting in a Salamander command tank. The relatively wide avenue was blocked by barbed wire and sandbags. It looked like a temporary structure to control the residential area and the real management area, preventing those citizens from escaping in the chaos. In front of the baron, this "gateway" control was formed at the same time.

"Business makes my kingdom riddled with holes, allowing you to enter at will. It is also my life-saving gold medal. You need the majesty of my family, and I can work for you!"

He didn't give up because he wouldn't die now, he believed so strongly and spoke. "You can't kill me. The core operation of the entire port depends on my seal. Countless fortresses, the outside world, here, spread from here to the most remote worlds in the nearest star system. Without my seal, those trades will completely stop."

The baron simply replied. "After all, Lord "Ed. Von Ka" came suddenly. I didn't have time to prepare, so I had to do this."

the chief of staff replied. "There is also a trump card, and it is a trump card that he doesn't have to worry about."

His voice came slowly, faintly and timidly, but still bright. "The Baron has ordered that guests may enter with armed troops."

"In short, I will not let him continue to maintain his so-called rule. The entire fortress will be turned into a part of the war mobilization, not his personal plaything."

"And you know, the mark of my family was cast at the beginning of the Great Crusade. The Micro-Thinker Array records my blood DNA, and without my vital signs, it cannot record new things, nor can it cover documents with weak electromagnetics."

"Secondly, I don't think it's necessary to give too much hospitality to people who don't use their real names. I've met Mr. Ed, and he is very different from you. Although you look like a person in a high position, you don't have the aristocratic temperament, and the aristocratic temperament is..."

But the baron just faced the dark muzzle. He recalled that his brothers had treated him like this, and he also talked to his brothers in this position. For him, it was like yesterday. He knew that one day he would pay the price for what he did to his relatives...

The complexity lies in that they probably know that they have betrayed the empire, and they see the symbol of Wandering Port on them, and they expect the power of the people they are currently serving to expand again, but it is obvious that they are not good. The hesitation and almost innate strange sense of contradiction make them realize that this unit is very strange.

"I, Ed von Ka, the war lord of Engili Port, have never been treated like this in any fortress. How can I bring my personal soldiers to meet the local barons and let your barons die?" After many speeches and experiences, Alanbair has been able to speak nonsense without blushing, and used the name of the war lord who was just defeated by the Destruction Eagle.

At this moment, the Lord of Skadi just scratched his head. "Is it all over?"

"First, I am not afraid of any enemy. Second, your family is insignificant. Third, I have plenty of ways to deal with you and your "kingdom." "

"Shoot."

The baron seemed to feel that he had heard it wrong. He was stunned, and then the flashing light in the hands of the Catachans became his last memory, and the clearest memory. His mistake was that he could not betray. This universe, this empire, hates betrayal the most.