Once the flame spreads, it is difficult to extinguish it.
The buildings in Cold Wind City use a large amount of wood as building materials, and when burned, they will be blazing with flames. The number of guards in the noble district is seriously insufficient, and they can only deal with sporadic opponents. However, no one can stop the hungry people who are bursting with emotion on the streets.
In fact, the tens of thousands of hungry people in Cold Wind City are like dry firewood, and a few nobles lie on the firewood and sleep soundly. If Zhou Qingfeng is casual, disaster will strike.
The hungry people in tattered clothes were shouting and running around holding torches. The 'stamina potion' gave them an illusion of power, driving them to pour out the anger they had accumulated for a long time.
Burn it, burn it, the whole city is starting to catch fire. With the Holy Light Network as the guide and Wilson's craftsmen as the backbone, the fire is being set at an alarming rate.
A knight accepted the call from the Long-Legs family and went out to fight with the barbarians. A hungry man holding a torch came to his house and set it on fire.
When the knight came back anxiously, he found that the wall of his house had been broken open, and his wife and daughter were being held in a corner by more than a dozen hungry people. There were dozens of hungry people who were burning his house and moving his property.
"Ah..., you all must die!" The knight was so angry that he rushed into the middle of the hungry people with his sword, and cut off two or three heads in one breath.
The excited hungry monsters screamed and ran away. But after a while, they found that the superior knight did not chase them, but cried and threw themselves into the burning home, trying to save their property that was being reduced to ashes.
It turns out that old men can also cry and howl?!
The bullied and oppressed people at the bottom felt great excitement and satisfaction for this. Countless hungry people were laughing, even if they died in the next second. They had really had enough, and they didn't mind dying together at all.
The slaves of the nobles were running around. They could not resist the huge group of hungry people, so they could only go to their respective masters to cry, and finally gathered in front of Old Longlegs.
Now Old Longlegs no longer had to worry about cohesion. The nobles in the city rallied around him, eagerly urging him to suppress the hungry people who suddenly rioted and put out the fire quickly.
The slaves who fled back in panic spoke incoherently, screamed and cried, telling the city lord how bad his current situation was. Only then did he know what Zhou Qingfeng had done?
Arson? This really underestimates Uncle Zhou's destructive power. He is instigating a riot. This is an unexpected riot!
In response to the famine in recent months, the nobles deliberately blockaded the city in order to slowly starve the excess population to death. Now Zhou Qingfeng has released all the hungry people who are dizzy from hunger. Old Long Legs can completely imagine this riot.
How big is the scale.
That's at least tens of thousands of people.
Old Longlegs looked around. The total number of family knights, wizards and their servants was only over 500. The number of noble servants who were taken in was a lot at first glance, but the total number was only in the thousands. A large number of scattered noble personnel disappeared in the fire.
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"Father, let's lead the team out of the city first." Marbury climbed down from the wall and shouted with a crying face: "Everywhere in the city is on fire, and those untouchables are completely out of control. There are too many of them, and they are not afraid of death.
No one can deal with it."
Old Changlegs slapped his son angrily, and shouted to the family knights: "We can't retreat, and running away will make everything worse. Pull our slaves out, give them some weapons, and let them deal with the mob."
We have to go find Victor Hugo, he must be the one behind this. If we don’t get rid of him, this chaos will not stop.”
What he said made sense, but how to do it was another matter. Lao Longlegs didn't have an information network, and it was slow enough to recruit people. Once the people were gathered, there was no way to assign them to work.
In the face of a fire, it would be difficult for those slaves to come back once they dispersed, and they would definitely turn around and run away when encountering a mob.
In order to carry out his orders, Lao Changshan could only lead a large group of more than a thousand people, huddled together and pushed along several streets. Fire was put out, and violence was used to control violence. After advancing only two streets,
They were in trouble.
A skeletal war horse wrapped in flames appeared in front of him. Zhou Qingfeng sat upright on the horse's back. The raging heat could not hurt him at all, but instead strengthened his power. He stood there alone, so frightened that the noble servants in front did not dare to approach.
Before the fire broke out, Zhou Qingfeng used hidden servants to collect intelligence in the city. After the fire burned, the craftsmen of the "Leading Party" called on the "Holy Light" to send back the message. From beginning to end, he held the initiative with a small number of people.
At this moment, information is power and you can control the situation.
It only took half an hour for the fire to burn, and the ruling system of the nobles in the city fell apart in the flames. In the end, the only thing that could save the situation was the thousands of people gathered by Old Long Legs. And these thousands of people were slow to move, grouped together, and commanded
Rigid.
Looking at the nobles who didn't even dare to get close, Zhou Qingfeng used the 'amplification' trick and shouted: "Because of your incompetence and greed, a city with a population of more than 20,000 has been reduced to the current situation. You are nobles there, so they are clearly
Maggots.
You only know how to take without restraint, never know how to manage and pay, and put all the blame on the poor poor people. You are just a group of gorgeously dressed, pretentious zombies, and are the source of evil!"
"Shut up!" Old Longlegs rode out and rushed out. When he saw Zhou Qingfeng, he was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He pointed at Zhou Qingfeng and was speechless, "Evil, you are an evil."
The boy opposite was unparalleled in his ability to cause havoc. He could trigger a riot with just a casual move. Not only did this defeat Old Longlegs' careful plan, but it also directly undermined his family's foundation and plunged the entire city's nobles into disaster.
After causing a big chaos, Zhou Qingfeng still had the heart to sarcastically say: "I'm just saying that His Excellency Long Legs of Cold Wind City will not be so kind, and he will definitely not give me all the deputy city lord's property for free. You promised me
When I did it, I was laughing in my heart.
I have always suspected that you were pretending to be sick and disabled. Now I see that you are a little more cunning than I thought. But your deception is still too crude, and you are too negligent about the situation in your city.
"
If God doesn't take it, he will be blamed for it.
Zhou Qingfeng will never let go if he seizes the opportunity.
"That's enough." Old Longlegs interrupted with a roar. Zhou Qingfeng's every word was like a loud slap in the face, making the strategies he racked his brains to come up with as ridiculous as children's games. He raised his hand and waved to the family knight behind him.
and the wizards shouted…
"Everyone, I bear all the responsibility for today's situation. As long as the Long-Legs family is still there, I will make up for your losses. Now I ask you to give it a try for the sake of honor.
We are in a desperate situation with no way out. Only by killing that kid can we recover our losses. If we can't kill him, we will be completely ruined."
Faced with the crisis, Old Long Legs finally said a few 'sincere' words. He even took the lead and stood at the front, shaking his hand and showing a sword with golden light.
"This is the weapon left behind by my grandfather. Victor Hugo, you will be lucky enough to die under its blade."
Behind Old Longlegs, the other military nobles had no other choice but to follow closely behind their lord, unfurling their weapons and preparing to use their ultimate moves. The swords were unsheathed, the spells were whispered, and everything was ready to go.
On Zhou Qingfeng's side, several squads of personal spearmen appeared at the back of the old long-legged team. Justen and Mondino, who had not shown up until now, appeared.
Kelly appeared on the left wing with several assassins from the Church of the Dark Sun, and Adrian led adventurers from various religions to play the magic flute on the right wing. Luke and Naer led the main bodyguards, and Flame stood beside Zhou Qingfeng.
after.
More than a thousand nobles in Cold Wind City were actually surrounded by a team of less than a hundred people. This posture made Old Longlegs laugh wildly, and a huge shadow slowly emerged on his body.bdshare();