Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 395 The Wisdom of Mortals

In the lower city of the capital of King van Baer, ​​two local men dressed in old-fashioned farmer's clothes crowded among the fleeing crowd.

"Logist, are you sure we should do this? Why do I feel that in the current situation, we are throwing ourselves into the trap!" said the leader of the Sheji Gang with a goatee.

At this time, he didn't need to disguise himself, his face was covered with soot from the fire, and he no longer had the temperament of a middle-aged gentleman.

Logist, who was five-year-old and three-year-old, held his arm injured by the collapsed building, and replied, "Gaisha and the others were completely brainwashed by that poet, forgetting that they are from the lower city.

I bet that Miss Poet will definitely have a way to confuse the matter of the burning of supplies, and when we use the opportunity to overthrow the consciousness of the House of Commons, it will all be in vain. "

"Ever since you proposed the plan to burn supplies, you've been prepared to sacrifice? Are you sure we can do it this way?" Mr. Falme looked serious.

Of all people, Logist had always been in his mind the least likely to do anything self-sacrificing.But the times make heroes, and some things can only be done in their positions.

Under the general trend, people's choices are sometimes really difficult to fathom.Perhaps even the most cunning and cunning Logist himself never thought about the choice he would make in the end.

After all, when all the four presidents bowed their heads and surrendered to Zhen Cheng, he was the only one who made some small moves behind the scenes.Facts have proved that even if the nature is hard to change, people's mentality will change with the facts.

What Logist was thinking at the time, only he himself knew.Don't trust Zhen Cheng's ability to fight against the nobles?Put the conflicts between gangs in the first place?Or is it inferred from the performance that he has already been in harmony with Kang Silaimiu that he has his own plan for the lower city and the caravan?It doesn't matter anymore.

The people of Van Baer will only remember what he did today.

"You don't need to die with me," Logist smiled wryly, his rough face distorted by pain: "The ruin that Miss Poet is looking for is located in the settlement of the Sheji Gang.

Although that side may have become the most intense battlefield now, if it is still under the control of the Sheji Gang, only you can help me pass it smoothly.

Send me to the entrance of the ruins, and then bring back what I saw and heard to Old Walker and the others. You can discuss the future and make a decision on your own.

But please also note that there is another reason why I only called you, and that is that the hearts of the two of them may no longer be in the downtown area.

If you want to help the public with a certain way out, you should avoid directly mentioning ideas that are detrimental to the interests of Miss Poet in front of them.Otherwise, it is you who will die. "

"Why the entrance to the ruins?" Mr. Falme helped Logist to prevent him from stepping into the cracked pothole in the road.Reaching out to help someone who I have been plotting to assassinate for decades is something that I could never have imagined a week ago.

"Because of Miss Poet's purpose..." Lord Logist tapped his forehead: "She brought the matter to such an extent, so naturally she wanted the House of Commons to understand her intentions and compromise.

The only chance to force Miss Poet and her backers to fight the House of Commons before that stupid old bat of Conséraimu arrives and tells us we burned all supplies before Miss Poet.

It is precisely because we are mortals that we need to use our brains and rely more on wisdom to solve problems at this time.In the past two days, we have spent our whole life insane, but for the sake of the caravan brothers not starving to death, I say it is worth it. "

Not far away, a loud cry came: "Arm up, folks! The noble lord is not letting us live, and running away will not solve any problems! Only resistance! Resistance!

Kill them and let them know that we mortals can bite when we are in a hurry!Let them realize the loss of doing so, our children and family members may have a way to survive! "

Mr. Falme took a deep look at the young man who raised his scythe and shouted at the top of the collapsed ruins.He is still immature, almost a child, but because of his quick thinking and daring to fight and kill, he was promoted to be a grain requisitioner somewhere in the southern district.

Mr. Farmey couldn't remember the division he belonged to, nor could he remember the child's name, but he had an impression of this particularly distinctive figure.

……

At the same time, at the entrance of the ruins that the two were talking about.

"Kang Silai, why don't you just get caught?! The House of Commons has unanimously passed the impeachment bill against you, and now you don't have any power to command the coalition forces of the House of Representatives!

Soldiers of the Crusade Army!Your master is waiting for your return behind me. Are you planning to betray your bloodline?you……"

Suddenly, a beam of light pierced through the forehead of the noble private soldier who had opened up the amplifying circle and shouted, causing the blood servant who had received the first embrace to fall into the ruins like a used torn sack, without a sound.

Kindred have the ability to dodge most deadly attacks with their incarnate blood, like Bloody Anklet or Blonde Lolita did.But this is a skill that only emerges after a high-level bloodline has been developed.

If every blood servant who has just accepted the first embrace can do this kind of thing, then the Royal Court of Fanbaie can not only dominate the world, but at least beat the thirteen kingdoms of God to stand out.

The blood anklet itself is just a human servant, not a blood noble.However, in terms of the purity of their bloodlines alone, they are almost equivalent to the blood emperors of the [Xiao Po] realm, and they are even purer than the most powerful blood emperors that can be born in the bottom universe.

After all, they were all favored by the ancestors and emperors of the past, and they first embraced the path of ascension.

200 meters behind the fallen Blood Servant, in the luxurious temporary tent, a group of members of the House of Representatives were frowning.

Those present included the interim speaker, Earl Frichinye, Lord Lantai, and seven other nobles of blood descent.Not all MPs have the spare hand or the guts to risk going to war in person.

Although every earl has the realm of [climbing] and corresponding power, but because this power comes from natural blood rather than actual combat, a large part of the nobles in the upper city do not know how to use their own Power fight.

This is why there will be dukes and marquises who are on an equal footing with the earls in the House of Commons, because they do not have the personal force to crush the audience.

The most regrettable thing is that the individual strength of some councilors is not even as good as the battle-tested blood servants under them, and they can be killed by leapfrogging.

The few people who came to the scene in person were not fighters among the nobles. It was simply that their wealth and property were all under pressure in the lower city, and there was no room for loss.

If the situation in the lower city cannot be brought under control this time, it will be tantamount to ruining their family.For these vampires, it was no different from wanting them to die on the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)