Who taught him to restore the country like this?

After a long while, he took a slow, deep breath, and exhaled with a barely perceptible tremor, as if to squeeze out all the struggles, doubts, and heaviness accumulated in his chest.

"The Thorn Territory is in this state, why am I still worried? Can the situation get any worse than it is now?"

A hint of self-mockery flashed through Leo's mind, and then he straightened his back and said solemnly, "Mr. Thomson, thank you for bringing me such crucial intelligence, and thank you for being willing to manage the Thorn Territory for me. I, Leo David, will always remember this favor."

After saying that, he bowed deeply to Ron.

"You're welcome, sir. This is what I should do." Ron stood up and accepted the gift calmly.

"So, how many people do you want to stay?" Leo straightened up and asked.

"It depends on how many people volunteer to stay."

Ron said calmly, "Please tell them that I won't force anyone. No matter how many people stay, I will fight with them until the last moment."

Chapter 127 Exclusive Reputation

Silver City.

Leo walked out of the tower and immediately began to prepare for evacuation.

Knowing that every moment of delay could bring about changes, Leo acted quickly without any excessive delay.

In order to give the Thorn Territory more capital to struggle in the coming storm, Leo did not empty the treasury of the Silver City.

He only took with him a small amount of fine food needed to sustain the core guard's march, some easy-to-carry gold coins, and important documents symbolizing family inheritance.

Of the more than 4,000 guards hastily summoned by Silver City in the past two days, in the end, only more than 1,600 were willing to stay and live and die with the Thorn Territory.

Among them, most were soldiers led by Singh from Whitewood City. Their loyalty was based more on their trust in Mr. Thompson and their instinct to protect their hometown.

The rest who stayed were mostly stragglers who had no local ties or nowhere to go.

Leo looked at the list with mixed feelings.

Fifteen hundred men were a drop in the bucket against the imminent Ziyang Kingdom's army. But he had no choice but to entrust this heavy burden, along with the future of Thorn Territory, to Ron.

The next question is how to get away from these refugees.

Tens of thousands of refugees gathered outside the city, like a powder keg ready to explode. Leo's departure, no matter how it was expressed, would likely be interpreted as complete abandonment, instantly igniting a fire of despair and anger.

If a large-scale riot breaks out, not only will the evacuation team be impacted, but the fragile order of Silver City will also collapse in an instant, and everyone will be doomed.

Ron had already seen through the situation. He took the initiative to step forward and walked towards the towering wall that carried countless expectations and resentments.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, casting it on the cold bricks of the city.

Below the city, countless pairs of turbid eyes instantly focused on him, and suppressed desire surged in the dead silence.

Ron's voice was not loud, but it strangely penetrated the noise and fell clearly into the ears of every refugee:

"Silver City has agreed to provide food aid!"

Just one sentence, like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly ignited great hope.

The crowd erupted in exclamations of disbelief and sobs of joy, and the tense atmosphere relaxed.

"Everyone can return to your respective cities without worry," Ron announced immediately, his tone calm and powerful. "Order has been restored in the four cities of Baihe, Baixing, Baifeng, and Baiyan, and reconstruction is imminent. You are needed there."

This second sentence, however, was a bit awkward.

"It's late tonight and the journey is inconvenient."

Ron changed the subject, speaking with undeniable pragmatism, "To ensure everyone's safety, I will set up a temporary support point outside the city to provide food and medicine for wounds. All personnel, please follow the instructions, register in an orderly manner, and receive as needed!"

"Support point?"

"There's food."

"really?"

Huge surprise and disbelief filled the crowd. Those who had originally doubted Ron's words immediately raised their hands and cheered. The echoes rose one after another, full of gratitude and relief that they had finally waited for.

Ron nodded slightly in satisfaction, then turned and gave orders to Singh and other generals standing solemnly behind him: "Open the city gates, organize the troops, and set up camp outside the city. Divide the area, register and register, and arrest anyone who causes trouble and refuses to comply."

"Yes!"

The heavy city gate slowly opened under the eager gaze of the refugees. It was no longer a gap that kept people out, but a channel for acceptance and action.

Singh led hundreds of capable guards and temporarily organized laborers, who came out one after another carrying supplies and pushing carts.

They moved quickly and were well-trained, and soon cleared an area five hundred meters outside Silver City, built a simple shed, set up a large pot, and lit a bonfire.

Registration offices, food distribution centers, and medical points were quickly established.

Under the strict and effective command of the guards, the originally chaotic and crowded crowd of refugees began to be diverted and guided.

Although they were still tired and hungry, with a clear goal and hope, order became better than ever before.

People lined up to register, and the elderly and weak were guided to a sheltered corner to wait for priority accommodation. The young and strong, under the guidance of the guards, helped carry supplies and maintain the queue.

Under the cover of this busy, orderly yet somewhat relieved atmosphere, Leo led his army out of the Silver City.

There was no noise, no torches. Leo Davide, dressed in military uniform and riding on his iconic white horse, looked particularly silent in the moonlight.

Behind him were more than two thousand equally silent elite soldiers, as well as carriages loaded with necessary supplies and their families.

Before leaving, Leo took a last look back at the support point outside the city, where lights were still flickering in the night, and at the blurry but tall figure on the city wall.

The sound of horse hooves rang out again, and the team, like a silent river, quietly merged into the darkness. Following the secret path that had been surveyed in advance, they quickly moved away from the Silver City and the land ravaged by hunger and war.

On the city wall, Ron withdrew his gaze from the direction where Leo left, and the corners of his lips rose.

In fact, Leo's stay in the Territory of Thorns will not affect his restoration of the country.

But there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. The presence of two masters in one territory will only affect his reputation gains.

The situation in Thorn Territory was different from that in Cassel. In Cassel, both soldiers and civilians were convinced of his loyalty, and Lawrence's presence did not affect his reputation.

In the Territory of Thorns, soldiers and civilians are not required to submit to the Kingdom of Rah, and most of them want to use the Kingdom of Rah to maintain their own interests.

By then, in the minds of these people, everything Ron did would probably be attributed to Leo.

Ron doesn't want to be a wage earner.

Now that Leo has left, all the reputation gains of the Thorn Territory will be his.

As for why he didn't leave more soldiers behind... there was no need to do so. He didn't want to confront the Zi Yang Kingdom head-on.

Even if we really have to fight head-on, given the current situation in Thorn Territory, it would be a waste of effort no matter how many people are left behind.

It would be better to let these people go and recruit a group of guards loyal to you.

"Teacher," Tallulah walked up to the city wall, looked at the team disappearing into the darkness, and asked in confusion, "Where are those people going?"

"Refuge," Ron replied briefly.

"Ah?" Tallulah was stunned, then realized: "They ran away?"

Ron didn't answer, just stared into the distance in silence.

"What a bunch of cowards!" Tallulah was immediately furious. "They asked us to help, but they ran away first."

Ron remained silent and did not explain that he was the one who let Leo escape.

The Thorn Territory needs a voice that says 'Leo is afraid of death'.

"Teacher, aren't we going to take shelter?" Tallulah asked nervously after she finished scolding.

"No," Ron answered without hesitation, as calmly as if he was discussing the weather.

"Why don't you avoid it?" Tallulah's voice rose a few notes unconsciously.

With so few people left, this city cannot be defended at all.

"Because I'm here." Ron turned his head, the moonlight outlining his resolute profile. His tone was calm but carried an unquestionable strength: "The enemy can't get in."

Tallulah: “…”

She was at a loss for words.

Why didn’t I realize before that the teacher was so good at bragging?

Ron was very smart and had the ability to defeat a larger force with a smaller one, and she acknowledged this.

However, strategy can only be used when the strength of both sides is not much different.

In the face of absolute strength, any clever scheme is futile.

The Zi Yang Kingdom has at least 10,000 troops this time.

How can Ron win?

"Teacher, why don't you teach me the magic of life now, so that it won't be lost." Tallulah thought.

Hearing this, Ron withdrew his gaze from the distance and fell on Tallulah's little face, which was full of words like "I don't believe it" and "Please explain your affairs quickly."

Ron raised his hand.

Tallulah immediately stepped back a few meters in alert.

"Mr. Thomson."

At this moment, Singer's voice echoed from the stairs. He quickly stepped onto the city wall, bowed respectfully, and reported, "The refugees outside the city have been initially reorganized and registered and resettled according to your instructions."

Ron turned his gaze to Singer and nodded slightly: "Send them to their respective cities tomorrow morning."

"I'm afraid they won't leave easily." A trace of worry flashed across Singer's eyes.

Although order has been restored in the four main cities, the threat from the Ziyang Kingdom has not been lifted.

With so few guards in the four main cities, it was obvious that the cities would be breached.

When two countries go to war, it is always the civilians who suffer. Once a city is breached, the people in the city will be treated as spoils of war.

They were either captured and taken back to open up wasteland, or sold as slaves. In any case, their fate was miserable.

That's why so many refugees ran to the gate of Silver City to seek refuge.

In their minds, even staying at the gate of Silver City is safer than returning to the four main cities.

"Then disperse the city's supplies and soldiers to the various main cities." Ron's voice remained calm, yet revealed a cold determination. "As long as they feel that Silver City is unsafe, they will naturally leave."

After hearing this, Singer's throat rolled over and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Do you have any questions?" Ron asked Singer.