Come to another world and become a lord

Jim stared at him blankly, his eyes full of disbelief:

"What did you say?"

"It was me who gave the order not to open the city gates," Karl repeated.

"But you promised them, you promised them to take care of their families!" Jim's tone became a little excited.

"Yes." Carl replied calmly.

"You lied to them?"

"This is a last resort." Alia replied on the side.

Soon, someone below seemed to realize that the guard was not going to open the door. In an instant, the crowd became noisy, some were shouting, some were crying, and some began to bang on the thick gate.

"Let us in, the lord has agreed to let us enter the city!" someone shouted.

"You are disobeying orders. Let us see the Lord!" someone else shouted.

And soon the angry shouts turned into crying and begging.

Carl was standing on the arrow tower and could hear everything clearly below, while Jim stood aside, glaring at him.

Looking at the outer city from afar, the battle was still going on and the roars continued, but the defenders had already revealed their disadvantage. The front line was torn apart bit by bit, getting bigger and bigger, but even so, no one retreated, no one ran away, they were still fighting, fearlessly facing death.

This puzzled the northerners and was even more incomprehensible to Noura, who led the attack. She was facing a group of farmers who had never received any training, but why did they have such a will and determination to fight? She saw a white-haired old man who had difficulty walking, but still grabbed a straw and rushed towards her shouting. She already had an absolute advantage, but why hadn't the opponent's line collapsed yet?

She heard someone in the crowd shouting:

"My wife is about to give birth! It will only be a day or two, but the baby may not see the father, but as long as they are both safe, that's enough!"

Then someone echoed:

"Your kids will be proud of you!"

At the end, everyone burst into laughter. This group of people were laughing as they died, but why? She couldn't understand it at all.

The sky began to darken, and the crying and shouting below gradually weakened. More people sat on the ground in despair, everyone's face was filled with despair, and the children began to cry loudly.

On the high tower, Jim and Carl just looked at each other, without even changing their movements.

"You promised them!" Jim shouted excitedly, "That's why they are willing to die for you!"

Facing Jim's repeated accusations, Alia couldn't help herself:

"That's enough. Stop being nice guys here! Don't you understand? We don't have enough food. If we let them in, everyone will die! Rickburg will also fall. Can you bear this responsibility?"

"So you can cheat them and do such a despicable thing?" Jim asked back.

"Stop whining like a kid here, acting like you're the only good person out there!"

"Enough!" At this moment, Carl suddenly roared and stopped the two of them at the same time. It was not because of the two people's quarrel that annoyed him, but he heard someone talking below the city. The voice was a little weak, but after it quieted down, he could still barely hear what the other person said. It was an old voice, shouting at the top of the city:

"My Lord, is my Lord up there? We don't ask for anything. We are a bunch of old bones and have lived enough. It doesn't matter whether we can enter the city or not. But at least let the children enter the city. That's our request~"

The sound was not loud, but it was already an old man's shouting at the top of his lungs. Carl lowered his head and slammed his fists heavily on the city wall. He had no idea what to do. If he opened the door, everyone would be killed. If he didn't open the door, how would people view him from then on? This was a hellish choice, and it almost forced him to retreat.

He sorted out his emotions, then looked up at Alia:

"In the current situation, is there any way to bypass the enemy and leave the city?"

Alia was stunned for a moment, then replied:

"Yes, there is. You know our Majesty... Anyway, he built a tunnel from his bedroom leading to the nearby woods."

Having said this, Alia paused for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something and shouted rapidly:

"You don't want to send these people out of the city through this tunnel, do you? That tunnel is suitable for one or two people to escape. Regardless of how long it will take for so many people to get out, it's okay if there are few people. If too many people leave the city, the noise will definitely attract the enemy's attention. Once they are discovered, their fate will be the same... What's more, other people must not know about the tunnel. If the guards know there is a way to escape from the castle, they will definitely lose their will to fight. Rick Castle must not be lost at any cost!"

"I haven't said anything yet." Seeing Alia's anxious look, Carl shook his head helplessly.

"In short, don't think about those nonsense." Alia added.

"Okay, I understand. Jim, go tell the guards to open the city gates~"

"What...what?" Jim was stunned for a moment, unable to believe what he heard.

Alia was also shocked. The girl opened her mouth wide and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Why are you still standing there? Go quickly~" Carl repeated.

“Yes, yes!” After confirming this, Jim almost rolled down the city wall, shouting as he ran, “Open the city gate, the lord has ordered, open the city gate immediately and let them in!!”

In the shadow of Rick Castle, Carl stood on the city wall, his eyes piercing through the dust of the battlefield and looking at the outer city. Since taking over the responsibility of guarding the castle, he had never imagined that he would be placed in such a difficult decision. Below the city, the determined eyes of the village chiefs and their requests stirred up waves in his heart.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Alia was shocked at first, then she glared at Carl with gritted teeth.

"Nothing." Carl just replied calmly, "The people in front of me died fighting for me, but I watched their families die without helping them. Alia, tell me the truth, are you willing to serve such a lord?"

This sentence completely stunned the girl. She stared at Karl blankly and couldn’t say a word for a long time.

Seeing that the girl didn't say anything, he continued:

"Rights are never innate. Rights are granted by others. They rely on conviction, and on convincing everyone, not bloodline. I will never speak out of turn to my soldiers."

"Even if I die?"

"Yes, even if we die! What's more, we may not die."

As night fell, when the last ray of the setting sun was replaced by the starry sky, the shouting and killing in the outer city finally stopped, and everything returned to silence. Carl looked quietly in that direction. The battle was over, and the result was no surprise. All the villagers who defended the city died in the battle. At this time, the small fortress in the inner city was already crowded with people. Although they were temporarily saved, the uneasy atmosphere and the sadness of losing their families began to spread rapidly among the crowd, and some people began to cry loudly.

Of course, there are more important things than these. The influx of so many people has already exceeded the limit of what the castle can accommodate. They will face great troubles in finding a place to sleep and in their daily lives. To be honest, Carl didn't want to care about these things, but he had to, because leaving these people to fend for themselves would only cause more troubles, crimes, diseases, and even betrayal. In such an extreme environment, human nature is the most vulnerable. Simply saying open the city gate, the follow-up to deal with is not as simple as eating. He has even begun to regret his decision. However, since people have come in, things must be handled properly.

"Jim, find a few people to plan the fort and corridors and make a place for them to rest. It doesn't matter if they sleep outdoors or on the floor. As long as they can have a unified place to sleep, instead of being huddled together like this."

"I'll do it right away!" Jim nodded vigorously, then quickly walked down the city wall in two steps.

"I still need to make a speech. It's necessary to cheer people up at a time like this. Damn, can anyone write a simple speech?"

"There are a few servants who are responsible for writing. They should be able to meet your requirements." Alia replied casually.

"Prepare a few more pots of warm soup. No one likes to listen to nonsense on an empty stomach. I hope this works."

"Don't worry, they will accept your kindness." She answered again. For some reason, there was a hint of gloating on the girl's face at this time.

"Look at it in a positive light. If we save the three villages in the border area, it will be a natural thing for them to become my subjects in the future."

"Only if His Majesty does not interfere."

"His Majesty the King has no reason to intervene. He has already granted Rickburg to me."

"I hope~"

After dealing with everything, Carl almost collapsed in his bedroom. First, he personally participated in the battle all night, and then there were all kinds of annoying affairs. For his body, this was an overload of work for a whole day and night, plus he was injured. In the end, he couldn't hold on. However, this rest only lasted for a few hours.

When the silence of the night was broken by a rapid knock on the door, he almost reflexively jumped out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and walked out of the room with an ominous premonition in his heart. The servant lit the lamp for him, and the guards who came to report the situation to him in a panic. They hurried along the corridor of the castle, their faces full of anxiety and heaviness. When he came to the city wall, the scene in front of him almost shocked him - the outer city town was engulfed by raging flames, and the flames shot up into the sky, dyeing the night sky orange and red. He was so surprised that he could hardly speak, but he opened his mouth and uttered a few words:

"What on earth is this..."

"They are setting fire, sir, the northerners have burned down the town!" The guard's tone was filled with uncontrollable anger, and even his voice began to tremble.

"Hmph, still the same style as usual." Alia came at some point. The girl was not wearing armor this time, but a convenient red dress instead. She strode to Carl's side and looked at the burning town with him.

Carl instantly understood the cruel methods of the northerners, and the whole thing was mixed with the terrified screams of the residents in the distance. The thick smoke obscured the stars and the moon, and the whole world was surrounded by darkness and fire. "Fire, fire!"

"What's the benefit of them doing this?"

"It's useless. It's just pure venting. It's both revenge and intimidation." Arya replied, "This is what these barbarians always do. They use brutality to completely break our hearts."

Yes, Alia was right. Carl had always understood that they did not want to occupy the city, but to completely destroy it. The town at this moment seemed to have turned into a huge furnace, and the fire became more intense with the help of the night wind. The wooden houses and buildings collapsed in the flames, making a harsh cracking sound.

Looking at this scene, Carl clenched his fists tightly. His castle, his town, these were now his property. How could he not feel sad to see them being burned down like this?

Finally he gritted his teeth and turned to look at Alia:

"It looks like it's time to act, and the sooner the better."