System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 1019 - 296: Just You?

Master Neil fell asleep holding the maid.

After the knocks subsided, Basil was just about to shout again.

A cold and impatient voice came from behind the double wooden doors.

"Who?"

"Don’t you know, I hate being disturbed when I’m resting?"

Gerard’s heart sank, just as he had guessed.

But Basil didn’t hesitate at all and immediately spoke.

"Master, something terrible has happened."

"About ten minutes ago, during our patrol, we saw a large group of cavalry heading towards your manor residence."

"We estimate the cavalry’s numbers to be at least over two thousand."

Upon hearing this, Gerard’s eyes widened instantly.

Over two thousand cavalry?

Are you kidding?

The entire town of Alba doesn’t even have two thousand horses!

Perhaps Master Neil heard Basil’s words clearly, the bedroom fell silent.

After a while.

A heavy footstep sounded behind the double wooden doors.

Crack~ Clatter~

After a brief noise, the tightly closed wooden doors were pulled open.

Neil’s tall, slender, aged figure entered the sight of Basil and Gerard.

Perhaps it was the long time spent entwining with the maid.

At this moment, Neil appeared older, with a touch of pallor on his face.

Though Neil was only wearing a thin silk robe at this time.

Basil and Gerard dared not show any disrespect and quickly bowed their heads.

Neil glanced coldly at the two, finally resting his eyes on Basil.

Indifferent and slightly hoarse words escaped Neil’s mouth.

"Repeat what you just said!"

Feeling the questioning tone in Neil’s voice, Basil’s bowed figure lowered even more.

Basil hurriedly explained: "Master, while my colleagues and I were patrolling the edge of your estate, we saw a large cavalry force galloping quickly."

"The numbers... at least over two thousand."

"Master, I think you should immediately summon the Guard Captain, gather all the guard forces in the manor, and prepare for battle."

"If we delay any longer, it will be too late!"

Before Basil could finish speaking, Neil’s cold voice interrupted directly.

"This manor lord knows what to do!"

Basil was shocked in his heart and dared not say anything further.

Neil’s eyes turned coldly.

A few seconds later.

Neil commanded Gerard: "Gerard, go find Seron Benitez for me, and have him immediately gather all personnel in the manor!"

"Assemble in the open square in front of the manor residence."

Upon hearing Neil’s words, Gerard responded quickly.

"Yes, master, I’ll go right away!"

Without any further words, Gerard turned and hurriedly walked towards the nearby stairs.

At the bedroom door, only Neil and Basil remained standing.

Neil looked at Basil, with a touch of disbelief in his voice.

"I’ll ask you once more, are you sure there are at least two thousand cavalry heading towards the manor residence?"

Basil replied firmly and meticulously.

"Master, Basil is certain!"

"The galloping cavalry is like a black steel torrent, rushing towards us."

"Even if the numbers aren’t two thousand, their scale is at least over fifteen hundred!"

Neil responded, "I know, fall back and organize the defensive line."

Basil bowed his head and replied respectfully: "Yes, master."

Watching Basil’s silhouette disappear down the stairs, Neil quickly looked away.

Turning, he strode into the bedroom, locked the door, and immediately began rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Piles of gold pounds and pence, heaps of jewelry, were hurriedly dumped into a metal treasure chest by Neil.

The clattering sound of gold pounds echoed continuously in the bedroom.

Two young naked maids on the three-meter-long bed behind awoke from the noise.

They opened their lazy eyes slightly, revealing a snowy curve in front.

Soft and murmuring voices came from their mouths.

"Master, it’s so late, what are you doing?"

"Master, come to sleep quickly? It’s already very late..."

Neil immediately glared at the two young maids, scolding them.

"Sleep sleep sleep!"

"Day by day, all you do is exhaust my physical energy, what else can you do?"

"The enemy is attacking! You know? Lives will be lost!"

"If you don’t want to die, hurry up and help me pack."

"Maybe I still have time to take you with me when I leave!"

Despite the vast snowy expanse revealed in front of the sitting maids.

Faced with a life and death crisis, he had lost all interest.

If what Basil said is true.

Even if the cavalry isn’t two thousand strong, just fifteen hundred cavalry would be enough to destroy his Louis Manor!

Knowing this, the manor only has four hundred armed soldiers.

Even if organizing over a thousand peasants.

How could they stand against the cavalry?

Neil’s mind quickly conjured the image of the messenger guard he had driven away from Connelly Manor.

As it turns out.

Zock Connally’s message from the messenger guard was true!

Lynn from Morgan Town Manor really dispatched an army to launch an attack on Alba Town!

Instantly.

A surge of resentment appeared in Neil’s heart.

Neil resented Viscount Jon Zack.

If it weren’t for Jon Zack’s covetousness over Morgan Town’s salt mine.