Broad World

Just when Robert and Renault Bloodhead reached an agreement, Anomen in Kezula City in the north also completed the expansion and reorganization of the army. Four thousand fully armed soldiers, although most of them are civilians who have not received formal military training, but he believes that after one or two battles, the survivors will definitely become elites.

In fact, no matter how well-trained all the troops are, as long as they have never been on the battlefield, they are still recruits. Regardless of the usual training, they may turn around and run away when they see blood. Some guys who were outstanding during the training period even ran away It is far better to use the cruel elimination method and let the real war test who is the qualified soldier.

After a simple drill, Sir Pighead handed over the city of Kezula to his adjutant, and he himself led a full 3,000 people towards the east, preparing to take down the city of Esputa behind him, so that his foundation could be completely stabilized Come down and lay a solid foundation for overthrowing the rule of the council.

Although his strategic level and command ability are excellent, he overlooks one point, that is, the internal struggle for power.

Any grassroots organization cannot avoid a common problem, that is short-sightedness, especially after they have just achieved certain achievements, many people do not want to continue to fight against the rulers, after all, they looted the merchants and nobles in the city on the first day after the occupation , so there are basically some loot on hand, ranging from a hundred gold coins to tens of thousands...

Naturally, I don’t want to work hard when I have money, so as soon as Arnold left, a group of people gathered to discuss whether they could break up the group, because in their eyes, they were just a group of rioting ordinary people, not like Sir Pig is also on the wanted warrant. As long as you change to a new environment, you can settle down and live a stable and comfortable life.

Of course, there are still some people who want to go back to Askatra, the capital of Amn, to pick up their families.

In short, without the leader, this group of seemingly powerful mobs showed their true colors and gathered in the city hall to quarrel endlessly. development in an uncontrollable direction.

"Damn it! Stop arguing! Have you forgotten the oath you made?! The general said that he would lead us to overthrow the corrupt parliament! But look at you now! It's not the same as the ugly faces of those nobles and businessmen! What's the difference!!" The adjutant who couldn't stand it kicked over the table fiercely and roared in pain.

He didn't understand at all the brothers and sisters who were so united just a few days ago. Why did it change suddenly? Could it be that, as some demons claimed, the souls of mortals are inherently evil and will eventually fall?

"Hey! Boy! What right do you have to say that? We just want a better life! Is there something wrong with that?" A man in his forties retorted fiercely.

"That's right! We joined the Mutual Aid Society in the first place just to get enough to eat?! For this reason, we even did not hesitate to clash with the regular army of the council! Now we have money! Why can't we live the life we ​​want!" Another The older-looking man echoed loudly.

"We're going north through the Serpent Forest!"

"The Kingdom of West Hartland is the real paradise on earth!"

"Well said! The tax there is only a quarter of that in Amn! I would rather be a farmer there than die for nothing!"

"I heard that farmers in the north are recruiting land reclamation farmers. Anyone who signs up can immediately get a large piece of land!"

...

All of a sudden, the crowd was excited, as if they were going to split, but if you observe carefully, you will find that those clamoring to go north are basically over forty years old. They have long passed the age of striving for ideals, and they only have tangible benefits in their eyes.

Such people are usually extraordinarily realistic and reject all unrealistic fantasies. So great principles are of no use to them at all. Perhaps Anomen can suppress them with great prestige when he was there, but now he is leading the army on the road to conquer Esputa City, so conflicts erupted all of a sudden.

The young adjutant jumped up in anger, pulled out his sword, and shouted with a flushed face, "I want to see who dares to step out of the gate today! Guards! Formation! Anyone who steps out of the gate will be executed!" "

"Obey!"

The guards who received the order shouted in unison and formed a defensive formation with a huff. Their gleaming spear points and crossbow arrows aimed at the noisy crowd in the room. It only takes one order to make rivers of blood flow here.

However, the old guys who made trouble were not vegetarians. They pulled out their weapons and shields one after another. The tense atmosphere quickly spread in the spacious hall. Now as long as someone shouted, it might trigger violent conflicts until one of them was defeated.

silence!

Extremely oppressive silence!

Everyone's nerves tense involuntarily. A few days ago, they were close comrades-in-arms, but now they are about to start a fight because of their disagreement. The impermanence of fate is fully reflected at this moment.

At this critical moment, a young man rushed in and shouted angrily: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Have everyone forgotten the oath they made when they joined the Mutual Aid Association?! We are all brothers and sisters We must unite and help each other! Think about the tragedy that happened a few days ago! Don't you understand that all nobles and businessmen are untrustworthy? Government! We must establish our own regime! Now give I put down my weapon!"

Shock!

The tense atmosphere disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the young adjutant even threw the long sword to the ground and asked in a trembling voice: "Lindell!! Gods are on top! You are not dead!"

"Haha! Of course I didn't die! Although the Council faction ordered the Shadow Thief to send killers. But I escaped! Look, these wounds are evidence of their incompetence." The young man took off his coat as he spoke. More than a dozen wounds of different depths were exposed on the body. Fortunately, the weather is not too hot now, so there are no symptoms of infection and inflammation.

There is no doubt that he is the young man controlled by Nesis, following the orders of the succubus, taking advantage of Anomen's absence. Intended to regain leadership.

As for the wounds on his body, they were all his own tricks. Although they looked very scary, none of them were truly fatal.

As one of the former leaders of the Mutual Aid Association, Lindell has always had a high prestige. Even if the strike march turned into a riot, his status was not affected in the slightest, because everyone regarded him as a dead spiritual sustenance. It seems that some parties on the earth like to whitewash their dead companions as heroes after they seize power by force. In order to boost morale, Anomen also shaped him as a hero.

I have to say, this is very ironic, but that’s what politics is like, otherwise no one would compare politicians with prostitutes. In fact, prostitutes are much cleaner than politicians. At least they rely on their bodies for food, while politicians It is to fight for power by watching deceit, betrayal and lies, only ordinary people are just the objects of their fools and oppression.

Due to the timely appearance of the young man, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became relaxed. Whether it is the more radical young people or those middle-aged people who yearn for a stable life, they all put down their arms. Quietly waiting for him to speak.

Improvised speech is one of the necessary abilities for all those who aspire to become a politician. Lindell has been practicing silently since he became a senior member of the mutual aid society. He knows that it is time to show it. As long as he can fool everyone, then he can Take back leadership from Anomen.

Anyway, Sir Pig is always easy to fool, and his political sense is extremely slow, otherwise he wouldn't be played in the palm of his hand.

After stepping onto the table in the middle, Lindell glanced around. Then he cleared his throat and shouted: "Dear brothers! Dear sisters! We know that some of you do not want to fight, some of you yearn for a peaceful and peaceful life, and some of you want to go to West Hart in the north I can understand all this that the kingdom of Rand lived in peace and tranquility, and I myself do not want war, because it is an act of destruction, and in the end there is nothing but destruction and death."

Hearing this, the older people in the audience showed a hint of surprise in an instant. Everyone clapped their hands desperately to applaud, while those radical young people looked depressed, wondering if the former leader had been frightened by the assassination.

Seeing everyone's happy or frustrated expressions, the corners of Lindell's mouth turned up slightly, flashing an imperceptible evil smile. Immediately afterwards, he changed the subject and waved his arms. He shouted impassionedly: "But if we don't resist! Don't overthrow the corrupt rule of the council! Then we will endure exploitation and persecution forever! Don't you forget the massacre a few days ago? Do you think that hiding in the northern area will be fine? ?”

Speaking of this, he dodged his feet fiercely and roared loudly: "Wrong! I bet that as long as the Council of Six regains its rule over Amn, they will definitely let the damn Shadow Thief send out assassins. The things on me The wound is the best example. Wake up! My dear brothers and sisters! Everyone is now at the moment of life and death! Only by standing up and resisting can we have a chance! Only by overthrowing the rule of the council can we achieve our dreams life in it!"

"Long live! Did you hear that! We have to fight back to Askatla!" After hearing these words, the young adjutant immediately felt his blood boil, and frantically raised his fist in response.

"Call back Askatra!"

"Let the dog bastards of the council pay their debts with blood!"

"Revenge! We want revenge!"

...

In just a few words, Lindell mobilized everyone's emotions, made them realize that they are not safe now, and may be retaliated at any time, easily dispelled the momentum of division, and at the same time got back the coveted leadership.

In the next hour or so, he reassured the more than a thousand people who stayed behind, and then through a series of orders and adjustments, he took the army into his own hands. As for the stupid young lieutenant It has been completely emptied, but he doesn't know it yet.

Anomen probably didn't expect that the foundation he worked so hard to build would be stolen by others... (to be continued~^~)