0383 Chapter Seven: The Wisdom of Mortals (Section 89)
"Damn it, what a sinful thing this has done~"
In the eternal dusk, the entire Xiacheng area was like a sleeping child, awakened by the fourth daughter-in-law's cry as loud as a suona.
Immediately, everyone jumped up and down. Groups of aristocratic private soldiers wearing black and red armor of different styles, holding high-tech or enchanted weapons, ran around in the lower city according to the arrangement of Count Constable.
Streets and alleys.
They belong to the eighteen nobles of the House of Commons. They usually dislike each other and have constant conflicts, but at this moment, with the effectiveness of Decree No. 2, they seem to be working together like an arm and a finger in the hands of Count Constable.
Seventy-four troops from eighteen parties infiltrated into various districts of Xiacheng District without warning. Most of them even obtained the route of action after the whole team was assembled to ensure that the military information would not fall to Zhen Cheng and the four presidents.
in hand.
Earl Consrymius's trip was deliberate and aggressive, but he was actually forced to the edge of the cliff. If this trip failed, he would definitely not be able to bear the consequences.
Fritchinye is eyeing his seat; the entire House of Commons is as ferocious 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 rise to the top...
This is still a trivial matter. The most frightening thing is that the daily supplies in the entire Shangcheng District are suddenly out of stock, and those high-ranking true god nobles have to hold him accountable one by one.
For those big shots, how to deal with a little count, whether to kill or punish him, all depends on their mood that day.
However, the food, drinks, entertainment and clothing that we normally spend on food and clothing are suddenly no longer available, and no one will be able to enjoy the sunshine.
Constable is used to wielding all the power in the House of Commons. Usually when he is young, he insists on suppressing the situation and the other dozen members have nothing to say.
However, this trip to the ruins resulted in the loss of troops and the loss of all the most powerful confidantes in his hand. He had no choice but to make a desperate move and give others the authority to launch a war bill, trying to turn the tide with the help of other congressmen.
As for Vice Speaker Fritchin Ye, Lan Taigong and others who were originally restricting him in everything, what can they do now? The Speaker has made such a big mistake. If he cannot turn the tide, his interests in Xiacheng District will be cut off.
It's just a matter of someone being unhappy with the Grand Duke's words.
The House of Commons had to work together to succeed or fail in this battle.
If he didn't know how much he weighed, Conslimius would have even suspected that the main purpose of the "Miss Poet" who fell from the sky and came to Van Bae was to trick him to death.
In fact, he got half of it right.
Zhen Cheng's purpose itself had nothing to do with him, but he forced the decree to ban the ruins, which was a fundamental conflict of interest. Therefore, the subsequent series of big news made by the four major gangs were really directed at him.
If he realizes this, I don't know if the earl will regret it. But what is certain is that he will definitely hate Master Logiste who revealed Zhen Cheng's purpose.
Even though Kongslaimu has not yet been able to figure out Zhen Cheng's background and the whole story, it is an indisputable fact that all the troubles began with a secret letter from the president of the second and fifth caravan.
The seventy-four troops only have more than a thousand people. If they were placed in the vast sea of tens of millions of people in Xiacheng District, they would be like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to stir up any waves.
However, the people who saw them breaking into their homes, smashing and confiscating their homes dared not speak out in anger. With more than a thousand skilled fighters organized by them, they were able to defeat tens of millions of civilians on the frontal battlefield.
Because they are all extraordinary beings. Individual power can easily crush the collective. This is the core of the various systems that unify the gods and kingdoms of the universe, whether good or evil, order or chaos.
Valley/span This is a big 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 search failed to reveal the materials and products handed over; the second search showed a plot to rebel against the evil leader; the third search showed his power and was to kill him in case of resistance to prevent the enemy from hiding a backhand and causing greater trouble.
These three orders were based on Consreimu's judgment of Miss "Poet"'s purpose. Based on the intelligence he collected early on, he had already figured out who was the real mastermind behind this trouble and the general purpose of the other party.
Therefore, the Speaker concluded that Zhen Cheng dared to seize supplies for the whole season so blatantly because he expected that the House of Commons would not be willing to go on a killing spree, and that he had already laid the plan to push the armed conflict to an extreme that the House of Commons could not bear, and to draw chestnuts from the fire.
After all, in the eyes of these councilors, the mortals in Xiacheng District who are known as free citizens have long been regarded as their own private property.
What relics and people's livelihood are all just excuses. This is just a conspiracy led by external forces to shake the economic system of Vanbaea and create the following unrest.
During this trip, he was prepared to fight a tough battle, lose hundreds of his men and massacre millions of civilians, and he must pull out the nails that were driven into the royal court of Van Baie.
As long as you do a good job, the big shots above may praise you and promote you to the House of Lords. They don't care about the casualties of millions of mortals. This is the chaotic and evil Van Bae.
"Put down the food for me!" The fourth daughter-in-law broke away from her man's arm, fell forward and threw herself on the rice bran filled in the linen bag:
"Damn it, this place is full of rice bran! What's the point of taking away the eggs? Are you going to eat them? Or will the noble master eat them?"
The groom Asi rushed forward to cover his wife's mouth, but was picked up by a noble private soldier by the back of the neck like a chicken, unable to break free.
"Rice bran? This area is planted with blood wheat, right? Where has the blood wheat gone?" The captain of this private soldier group frowned in confusion.
He is a subordinate of Count Constable. After the failure of the exploration of the ruins, he is one of the only three [Point Light] captains left. He also knows more than others.
Early in the morning, he discovered that the scene in Xiacheng District was very different from what his master had explained, but for a while he failed to understand the reason.
The people here are all dull and cowardly, allowing their soldiers to get whatever they want, without any sign of being organized to resist.
What's worse is that not even a grain of blood millet or a screw was found in the food, industrial, and handmade materials produced in the critical quarter of the trip.
The common people were dull and ignorant of questions. He had already given up hope and had no intention of asking anything from these ignorant people. But by chance he met Ah Si's wife, a fool who was quick-thinking and dared to be angry and outspoken. The captain immediately felt like he had found a treasure.
"Why am I telling you this?" The fourth daughter-in-law hugged a bag of rice bran, which was her family's life-saving food, and refused to let go.
The captain stretched out his hand to stop the private soldier who wanted to take action, and forced out a ferocious smile: "If you tell me, you can keep this bag of rice bran."