Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 385 The Wisdom of Mortals

"My mother, what a crime this is made~"

In the eternal twilight, the entire downtown area was like a sleeping child, awakened by the sona-like cries of the fourth daughter-in-law.

Immediately, chickens flew like dogs, people turned on their backs.Teams of aristocratic private soldiers wearing black and red armor of different styles, armed with high-tech or enchanted weapons, ran through the streets and alleys of the lower city according to the arrangement of Earl Conslamur.

They belonged to the eighteen nobles of the House of Commons, and they usually disliked each other and had constant conflicts, but at this moment, with the effectiveness of the second decree, they cooperated tacitly in the hands of Earl Consleimur.

74 troops from [-] forces raided and infiltrated various districts of the lower city without warning, and most of them got the route of action after the whole team assembled to ensure that the military situation would not fall into the hands of Zhen Cheng and the four presidents.

The Earl of Consleimur planned this trip with great deliberation and menacing behavior, but in fact he had already been forced to the edge of a cliff.If this trip fails, he will absolutely not be able to bear the consequences.

Frichinye is eyeing his seat; the entire House of Commons is as vicious as a wild dog that has been robbed of fresh meat; I don’t know how many small and accumulated lower-level nobles are deliberately trying to pull a few people from the House of Commons to the top...

This is still a small matter.The most frightening thing was that the daily necessities in the entire upper city suddenly ran out of stock, and all the high-ranking true gods and nobles had to blame him.

For those big men, how to deal with a little earl is whether to kill or punish, it all depends on whether they are in a good mood that day.

But suddenly the consumption of eating, drinking, playing, clothing, and food can't be obtained on weekdays, and no one will be sunny.

Kong Silaimiu is used to holding the power in the House of Commons. Usually when he was young, he insisted on suppressing it, and the other dozen members had nothing to say.

But this trip to the ruins lost soldiers and lost generals, and the strongest cronies in his hands all lost their combat power and never returned.He had to put all his eggs in one basket to launch the war bill, trying to turn the tide with the help of other congressmen.

As for Deputy Speaker Frichin Yeh, Lan Taigong and others who had been holding him back everywhere, what can they do now?The speaker made such a big mess, if he can't turn the tide, cutting off their interests in the lower city is just a matter of a certain displeased grand duke.

The House of Commons will have to work together, and it will be a matter of success or failure.

If he didn't know how much he weighed, Kang Silaimiu would even suspect that the main purpose of the "Miss Poet" who fell from the sky to come to Van Bier was to kill him.

In fact, he was half right.

Zhen Cheng's purpose itself has nothing to do with him, but he forced the law to seal the relics, which is a fundamental conflict of interest.So the subsequent series of big news from the four major gangs was really aimed at him.

If he realizes this, I don't know if the Earl will regret it.But what is certain is that he must hate Mr. Logist for revealing Zhen Cheng's purpose.

Even though Kang Silai has not been able to understand Zhen Cheng's background and the whole situation, it is an indisputable fact that all the troubles started with a secret letter from the second or fifth chairman of the caravan.

The 74 troops had no more than a thousand people, and they were like a stone sinking into the sea in the vast sea of ​​tens of millions in the lower urban area, unable to stir up a few waves.

But the people who watched them break into their homes, smashed up their homes and ransacked their homes dared not speak out.Just relying on this organization of more than a thousand masters, they can defeat tens of millions of civilians on the frontal battlefield.

Because they are all extraordinary.The power of individuals can easily crush the collective, which is the core of the various systems that unify the gods of the universe, regardless of good or evil, order or chaos.

This is a world full of injustice, but also full of infinite possibilities and dreams.

There are three military orders for the coalition forces in the House of Commons.

The first is to search for the materials and products that have not been handed over;

These three orders are based on Conselemy's judgment of Miss "Poet".With the intelligence he collected earlier, he has figured out who is the real mastermind behind this trouble, and the general purpose of the other party.

That's why the speaker deduced that Zhen Cheng's daring to seize the entire season's supplies so blatantly meant that the House of Commons would not be willing to go on a killing spree, and he had already planted a killer move in an attempt to push the armed conflict to an extreme that the House of Commons could not bear.

After all, in the eyes of these councilors, the mortals in the lower city called freemen have long been regarded as their own private property.

What relics, what people's livelihood, are all excuses.This is nothing but a conspiracy led by external forces in order to shake the Vanbia economic system and create turmoil below.

On this trip, he was ready to fight a tough battle, losing hundreds of his men and massacring millions of civilians. He had to pull out the nails that had been inserted into the royal court of Van Baie.

As long as you do a good job, the big figures above may even praise and promote you to enter the House of Lords page.They don't care about the deaths and injuries of millions of mortals. This is the chaotic and evil Van Baer.

"Put down the grain for me!" The fourth daughter-in-law broke free from her man's arm, fell forward and threw herself on the rice bran filled with sackcloth:
"Damn it, it's filled with rice bran! What's the use of taking away eggs? Do you eat them? Or will the nobles eat them?"

The groom Ah Si hurriedly rushed forward to cover his wife's mouth, but was picked up by a private soldier of the nobleman by the back of the neck like a chicken, unable to break free.

"Rice bran? Is this piece of blood wheat grown? Where did the blood wheat go?" The captain of this group of private soldiers frowned in confusion.

He is Count Conslamur's subordinate, and after the failure to explore the ruins, he is one of the only three [Spotlight] rank captains left, and he knows more than others.

He discovered early in the morning that the scene in the lower city was quite different from what his master had explained, but he couldn't understand the connection for a while.

The people here are all dull and cowardly, letting the sergeants get what they want, and there is no sign of being organized to resist at all.

To make matters worse, the grain, industry, and handicraft materials produced during the critical quarter of this trip were not found even a grain of blood grain or a screw.

The people are dull, and they don't know what to ask. He had already given up hope and didn't intend to ask anything from these foolish people.But it happened that the captain met such a quick-witted and outspoken wife as the fourth daughter-in-law, and the captain immediately felt like a treasure.

"Why tell you!" Ah Si's daughter-in-law was holding a bag of rice bran, which was the life-saving food of her family, and she would not let go of it even if she died.

The captain stretched out his hand to stop the private soldier who wanted to attack, and squeezed out a ferocious smile: "You tell me, you are allowed to keep this bag of rice bran."

(End of this chapter)