The collective rebellion of the petty nobles was naturally due to the instigation of Turles and Bill, and the instigation of these two people was due to Job's instructions - this time Job decided to do so without telling anyone, not even George, who was wearing crotch pants, was kept secret by him.

The reason why Job did this was naturally to avenge the "ghost shot" in the exchange of gold coins. He did not tell George because he did not want Nils to know. Although he could not guess why Nils would come forward to stop him from finding trouble with Huitong Money House, Job knew that if he told George about this in advance, it might not be done.

Wu Lai had already guessed that the mastermind behind this was Job, which was not difficult to figure out. Therefore, when he heard Baker's report, he was not surprised at all, because it was not worth being surprised. It would be strange if Job did not make some noise.

"Lord Wu Lai, this, will it be..." Baker rubbed his hands, feeling a little excited and a little worried. According to Wu Lai's arrangement, he would be facing all the citizens of Salt Marsh Town head-on. Although he had Wu Lai's instructions as an excuse, others might not be willing to understand if he was willing to explain it this way in the future.

But this is also the best opportunity to show his loyalty to Wu Lai. He has been busy these days and at best has only demonstrated his work attitude, but cannot be said to have stated his position.

These days, Baker has thought thoroughly about the issue of his stance and has made up his mind to join Woolley because, based on the information he has, Woolley is a very loyal man - all those who follow him and get close to him have received his protection and help, or to put it simply, have all become rich.

Of course, it takes courage to choose to stand with Woolley in the territory of Lovington. Baker has no lack of this courage, because he knows very well that if he does not stand on Woolley's side, Woolley can make him miserable with just a wave of his hand. If he follows Woolley, he will not only have the opportunity to make a fortune, but may also be able to seize more power.

Comparing the two, Baker is now full of courage. The reason why he is a little worried is that this is his first time to confront so many citizens at the same time, and he is not sure how much hatred he will attract.

"What are you afraid of? Would their slaves dare to attack civilians? Would their servants dare to attack you and me?" Wu Lai frowned and glanced at Baker. "Let me tell you something. In the face of absolute strength, those little tricks they play are nothing but rubbish."

Baker took Wu Lai's words seriously and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Lord Wu Lai, there's nothing to say, I'll do as you say!" Baker patted his chest.

"That's the attitude we want." Wu Lai showed an appreciative smile on his face. "If Salt Marsh Town becomes bigger and stronger, we will be the biggest beneficiaries. Whoever dares to obstruct us will be our enemy. Baker, it's up to you."

Baker nodded heavily, his heart filled with joy - Wu Lai had just said "we" instead of "I", and the meaning behind this was very profound.

"Here, try this." Wu Lai took out two "homemade cigarettes" from the drawer with a smile, handed one to Baker, and naturally took one for himself...

A moment later, Baker's violent coughing was heard in the office, mixed with Woolley's laughter.

"Master Wu Lai, cough, cough, what, cough, what is this?" Baker coughed and looked at Wu Lai in amazement as he "puffed out smoke". Just now, he took a deep breath as Wu Lai taught him and choked immediately. He also felt dizzy, his legs were weak, and he almost thought that what Wu Lai gave him was poison.

"Of course it's a good thing. I invented it. Let's call it a cigarette for now." Wu Lai smiled slightly. "I'll give it a louder name later."

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The petty nobles were in full display - the main gate was closed, the small gate was locked, and most of the servants and slaves were on the wall, holding long and short swords, or wooden sticks and pestles, taking turns on duty, as if they were determined to live and die with the house.

The next day, when Elite reported the situation to Wu Lai and asked if he needed to have a discussion, Wu Lai smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry about them, they can make as much trouble as they want. If they don't follow the rules, we have to."

Elite was a little confused, because he felt that since this situation had occurred, he should communicate with these people in a timely manner. Even if he wanted to do something serious, he should at least use courtesy before force.

But Elite was just thinking about it. Before coming, Nils specifically told him not to act on his own. So since Wu Laiming said not to care, he was happy to not care.

The petty nobles were also very puzzled, because they had been making preparations for almost two days, and not only did Wu Lai not show up, but even the other officials did not show up, so they just continued to go about their business as usual.

This undoubtedly made them feel puzzled and depressed...

Another day passed, and there was still no movement. Instead, the town's quarrying team set out and attracted away the women and children who had come to watch the fun - the construction of Salt Marsh Town could not be separated from stone, and the demolished old houses and retaining walls could not meet the demand. Fortunately, there were two stone mountains forty miles away, and the stone produced was also very good. Naturally, it became the first choice for quarrying. In order to ensure the supply, Wu Lai organized a quarrying team consisting of 216 people and 41 two-ox carts.

These forty-one two-ox carts are already the limit for Woolley at the moment. You know, although there are many cattle and horses in Salt Marsh Town, most of them belong to the salt field. Given the relationship between Turles and Woolley, he will not give Woolley face.

The day after the quarrying team set out, Bill approached Wu Lai again with a list of names in hand: "Master Wu Lai, this is my new list. I have adjusted the number of people to 120. I hope you can approve it. The defense of Salt Marsh Town cannot rely solely on that ditch."

"Too many. If it's 80 people, I think I can accept it." Wu Lai smiled slightly. "Tribute Bill, I am very sincere and understand your eagerness to protect Salt Marsh Town. However, the actual situation of Salt Marsh Town is like this. I can't give you too much help."

"Lord Wu Lai, you are trying to hold on to military power!" Bill raised his voice angrily.

"Tribute Bill! Please watch your words. I am your chief officer." Wu Lai glanced at Bill. "Seize military power? Humph, do you think this is in the legion? This is in Salt Marsh Town! Don't play the legion tricks with me!"

"Lord Wu Lai, you are ignoring Salt Marsh Town. I doubt whether you have any private agreement with the bandits," Bill sneered, "otherwise, how dare you leave behind even one militiaman."

"That's my business, Tribune Bill. You should have heard before you came here that I am the one who makes the decisions in Salt Marsh Town. Besides, I made it very clear at the meeting yesterday that your duty as a tribune is to patrol the defense with the Tribune every day." Wu Lai said calmly, and waved his hand, "Now, you should go and perform your duties."

Bill's eyes immediately turned cold and he left with a flick of his sleeves.

After nightfall, the little nobles gathered together again, but they felt more at ease tonight because Turles and Bill were there.

As usual, there was food and wine. Talking while eating and drinking could not only highlight one's status, but also adjust the atmosphere and, of course, show respect for Turles and Bill.

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The lesser nobles naturally had to respect Turles and Bill, because although Turles made it very clear that he was in the same position as everyone else, because everyone was a follower of Treasurer Job and listened to the arrangements of Lord Job, these lesser nobles did not dare to be on an equal footing with Turles or Bill.

"Lord Tours, you see, the reservation deadline is tomorrow. My house..." asked a minor noble. His house was the first one to be demolished in Wu Lai's plan. Logically, he should have moved out yesterday and temporarily stayed in the home of another minor noble. All of this had been discussed before.

"Don't be afraid. Wooleglinddo doesn't have many people available right now. Gulu went to Lovington. Baker is a sly guy. He won't go up. Tribune Ilet is Lord George's man. Apart from these three, the rest are civilians. Who dares to touch you?" Tours said with a smile.

"What if Governor Wu Lai comes in person to give the order?" the young noble asked again. If it weren't for the great temptation of "becoming Job's follower", he really didn't want to provoke Wu Lai.

"What we want is for him to come in person. Once he arrives, you can make a scene. Sir Bill will stand by you and speak for you," Tours said. "You just need to hold on until tomorrow. You don't need to worry about the rest."

Several minor nobles nodded quickly.

"I'm a little worried that they can't hold on. That Woolleglindo is really arrogant." Bill put down the wine glass in his hand. "But if he wasn't arrogant, there would be no need for us to do this."

"That's right." A young nobleman answered while enthusiastically pouring wine for Bill, "I hope everything goes well tomorrow."

Hope? Bill was stunned for a moment, then he was relieved. He thought to himself, don't blame these little nobles for being so afraid of provoking Wu Lai. Even if he hadn't received Job's instructions, why would he be willing to come here and confront Wu Lai.

While Bill, Turles and this group of petty nobles were hanging out, Woolley was sitting alone on the roof of the governor's residence, staring at the moon in a daze.

He was in a daze not because of pressure. Compared with his beautiful vision for the future of Salt Marsh Town, the pressure in front of him was nothing. The reason for his daze was because of missing. He missed Helen, Seneca, and his alcoholic father, but more importantly, he missed the previous memory.

What Wu Lai didn't know was that while he was in a daze, in the city of Assyria, far away from Salt Marsh Town, the core members of the Duncan family were gathered together to talk about him...

All he knew was that the wind suddenly grew stronger...