Chapter 698： 698: Descending

Outside Cromwell's house under house arrest, Aslan waved his hand to let the soldiers open the door.

Nuomili quietly followed Aslan behind, completely looking like a harmless maid.

Entering the room, Cromwell was sitting reading the newspaper, and his adjutant was holding a single telescope to observe the situation inside the line of defense.

Cromwell saw Aslan, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly disguised himself.

"Marquis of Aslan, I really didn't expect that you would come in person?" Cromwell put down the Merlot Daily in his hand, and performed a knightly salute.

When his adjutant heard Cromwell's words, he also saluted after him.

"It seems you expected me to come!" Aslan sat on the sofa opposite Cromwell, holding his head with one hand, tilting his head to look at Cromwell.

The rare wise generals in the Cleveland Commonwealth Kingdom, whether it is battlefield command ability or political sense, belong to the top level of the kingdom.

As the province of Asean has been able to stand for so many years, Cromwell must be dispatched from it.

"I expected that the Lord Marquis would send someone, the only thing I didn't expect would be you in person." Cromwell said.

"I should know the purpose of my coming!" Aslan said bluntly.

"Understand, it's just that I don't have full confidence, and with the attitude of the Marquis of Aslan to the nobility, I think it's difficult." Cromwell said with a wry smile.

Overthrow the nobles and distribute the land in the hands of the nobles to the commoners.

This is simply digging the roots of the nobility.

It's strange that nobles can agree.

"Then there is no way. The nobles will always be only a few people. When most people are on my side, their resistance will only die worse." Aslan said coldly.

Cromwell’s adjutant said with disdain: "But the power is always in those few people."

"Is this really the case?" Aslan looked at the young man curiously.

"What's your name?"

"Alex Garcia! The adjutant of Commander Cromwell." Garcia said, raising his head straight.

"It's a pity that I have given the key of strength to all people. For example, the United Army under my command is only 500,000 in size, but each of them is a professional. Every day, a large number of professionals graduate from the academy to help me Contribute to the new world, even life." Aslan’s words made Garcia and Cromwell sweat.

They suddenly thought of a lot of weird things. Their new tactics against the new rifle army seemed to be in front of the unified army. It had no effect at all, only a one-sided slaughter.

If the entire united army is composed of professionals, then it is understandable that it has such a strong combat power.

"Marquis of Aslan, you are really a lunatic, don't you worry that the kingdom you built will be overthrown by your own people?" Cromwell took a deep breath and asked.

Aslan looked at Cromwell with a smile, and saw Cromwell's heart straightening, and even suspected Aslan's sexual orientation.

"I am sure that while I am alive, my leaders will live in peace and contentment. In that case, how can they overthrow me? As for my descendants, if they are a **** like Cleveland III, I will not feel sorry for being overthrown. . "Aslan's words made Cromwell awe.

Cromwell was shocked by Aslan's crazy ideas, but he also admired them.

After all, Cromwell used to be a civilian, but he was lucky and talented, and he has achieved what he is today.

This is to allow the people to be the masters of their own affairs. No matter who is the emperor, as long as the emperor is unqualified, the people will have the ability to pull him off the horse, and no longer perish in silence as before.

"Marquis of Aslan, then what conditions are you going to give Duke Durandal to surrender? According to your current meaning, unless Duke Durandal's brain is broken, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to surrender."

Admire it and admire it, this reminder should also be reminded.

Aslan said: "Let him spend his old age with his existing wealth, and don't think about those lands."

"That's it?" Cromwell looked incredible.

Aslan nodded.

"You just arrange it as I want."

Cromwell watched Aslan's tone firm, his mouth opened, and finally nodded.

Aslan also took Nomiri and left, got on the RV that had been waiting for a long time, and led the army to Dylan City.

Cromwell had Aslan's approval and took Garcia directly to Dylan City.

When he rushed to Dylan City, the entire Dylan City had been besieged by the United Army for a long time, and there were not even three faults. This was not intended to give Dylan City a way out.

The Aviation Magic Brigade allowed Cromwell to lead people into Dylan City, but no one came forward to intercept it.

Landing from the city wall, he was immediately surrounded by the strong of the Snow Fox Legion. Even if the identity of Cromwell was confirmed, the Deputy Commander of the Snow Fox Legion did not agree with him to see Duke Durandal.

In the end, the two sides fought on the city wall. Cromwell deserved to be the first man in the Duke of Durandal's military, and soon there was a strong response from Durand City. He hadn't fought with the unified army, but almost fought first.

In the end, Duke Durandal came forward personally to suppress the storm.

Duke Durandal gave Cromwell a complicated expression, and took him to the tower, shielding everyone. When there were only two of them on the entire tower, Duke Durandall sighed and said: "You said it at the beginning. That's right, we can't stop the Marquis of Aslan. Is there still a chance to surrender now?"

Duke Durandal actually planned to surrender a long time ago, but at that time, he was waiting for the price, but Cromwell reminded him many times that he should surrender quickly, or wait for Aslan. The Marquis shot, then they would have no chance.

The facts are just as Cromwell expected. Duke Durandal is different from the other princes. His sons are unworthy and he does not have a decent heir. It is not too bad to say that he is more than eighty years old. It is clear that once he gets old, relying on those trash sons will not be able to keep the promised family business, even if Cromwell wholeheartedly assisted him.

Compared with other grand dukes, Duke Durandal had no ambitions, because his ambitions were nothing more than other people's wedding dresses, and there was no need to fight, he just wanted to enjoy his old age.

Because of his lack of ambition, it borders the province of Mellock, which makes him very aware of the strength of the United Army and the reform efforts of the Marquis of Aslan. Although the population of Mellock is less than one-fifth of the kingdom, the whole province is united. , Is not comparable to the current Cleveland Federal Kingdom.

The nobles are corrupt and degenerate, and they have long been mourned, but the high-end power has been controlled by the nobles, and the people at the bottom can only continue to forbear.