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Heard shouts outside the village.

The village chief was so shocked that he dropped the teacup to the ground and several tea leaves burst out.

"Sorry, I'll go out and take a look first."

After saying that, the village chief hurried towards the entrance of the village.

Xuan Yuan and Ingwa followed the village chief, and along the way they saw all the villagers gathering towards the village entrance in fear.

Soon, the whole village gathered at the entrance of the village.

It can be seen that in front of the villagers is a group of hundreds of cavalry, all wearing full body armor and riding strong muscular horses covered with heavy armor.

Behind the cavalry, followed a group of dozens of sword and shield infantry. Many of these infantry soldiers were pulling some empty wooden carts.

Soldiers in front of the queue.

Standing was a man without armor, wearing dark tight-fitting uniforms, a pair of white high-leg socks, and a goose-down hat with a white feather on his head.

He was standing alone in front of the team with his head held high.

He took out the roster from his pocket and took a rough look at the chattering villagers in front of him.

Then he waved his hand forward:

"People are almost here."

"Start now and collect this year's essence according to the roster!"

After that, three soldiers stepped forward, took out a translucent black stone half a man's height from their arms, and yelled at everyone:

"Come here quickly, all line up in three rows, and register in order!"

Hearing this, the villagers couldn't help but look at each other and looked at the village chief among the crowd.

Seeing the village chief slightly frowning.

The villagers then stepped forward and started lining up.

Xuan Yuan in the crowd saw the villagers walking up to the three big stones and placing their hands on the big stones, he could see strands of golden threads drilling into the stones from the villagers.

After losing the golden thread, a villager turned into an ordinary villager with normal facial features and body shape.

There is also a trace of golden thread wandering around in the stone.

Then, the soldier used a square black stone to sweep the villager everywhere and shouted:

"Next!"

Three soldiers were collecting the muscle essence from the villagers.

Other soldiers quickly rushed to the village, broke into the houses and rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find things.

can be seen.

The soldiers took out an identical square black stone from their arms and walked around the yard.

Once he reached the place where the black stone turned white, he immediately took out a shovel from his arms and dug down, quickly digging out all the things buried by the villagers in the ground.

I saw that all the food and belongings I had worked so hard to hide were dug out.

The villagers howled like ghosts and wolves.

"Sir, if you collect taxes like this, how will we survive in the coming year?"

"Please, let us live!"

………

Faced with the pleading of the villagers.

The tax officer turned a deaf ear, and some soldiers showed unbearable expressions on their faces, but they still insisted on carrying out the order.

At this time, the village chief strode out from the crowd, waved his hands to persuade the villagers:

"Everyone must actively cooperate with the tax collector coming from the royal capital. This is our obligation as the king's subjects!"

I saw the village chief speak out.

All the villagers fell silent and stopped making noise.

Then, the village chief was seen rubbing his hands.

He walked up to the tax official and knelt down to please him:

"Sir, I am the mayor of this village. We only met once last year."

Facing the old village chief’s greetings.

The man in the goose down hat raised his chin proudly and stood there with his hands behind his back, as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed and didn't hear anything.

The old village chief took out a small gold bar as thick as his thumb and stuffed it into the pocket of the man in the goose down hat.

The man in the goose down hat seemed to have fallen asleep while standing, motionless in place.

See this.

The old village chief stuffed two more small gold bars into the arms of the man in the goose-down hat.

This time, the man in the goose down hat with his eyes closed slowly opened one eye, while the other eye was still closed.

When the old village chief saw this, he quickly placed three small gold bars into the man's arms.

The man in the goose down hat seemed to have just heard what the other party said.

Opening his eyes and looking at the old village chief:

"Oh, is it you?"

"What do you want from me?"

The old village chief wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a humble smile:

"Sir, can't we use muscle essence to offset half of the tax like last year?"

"If all the villagers starve to death, who will the kingdom turn to to collect taxes next year?"

Hearing these words, the man in the goose down hat sighed:

"In recent years, the king's appearances have become less and less frequent, and his orders have become more and more strange."

"It's not easy for us ministers to handle!"

"This year's breathing tax, let alone you, is unheard of even after I have been the kingdom's tax collector for so many years."

"What exactly does the king think? How can we, the tax collectors, be qualified to know?"

"The king must have his own plans. You will only be able to endure this for one year."

"Without food, wouldn't there still be forests and animals?"

"You are all very handy, haven't you been allowed to go into the mountains to cut trees and hunt as you please?"

“When I’m not farming, I just go hunting in the mountains and chop down trees.”

"It's enough for you to eat. If it's not enough, just eat some grass and leaves. Anyway, you won't starve to death."

"But if the quantity I bring back cannot satisfy the higher-ups, I will be dead."

"So, just endure it for another year and wait until next year."

The old village chief couldn't help but sigh:

"You told me the same thing last year!"

"As a result, instead of getting better this year, life has gotten worse!"

"It's really impossible to live this day!"

Hear this.

The man in the goose down hat changed his expression and suddenly became furious:

"Can't pass?"

"Then stop it!"

"What the hell, is it possible that you still want to rebel?"

"Come here, show me if this old guy with evil intentions has any prohibited weapons hidden in his body!"

After saying that, he saw two heavily armed cavalry walking down, forcing him to the big stone and absorbing the old village chief's muscle essence.

He punched and kicked the old village chief.

Then he started to search him, and found more than a dozen small gold nuggets from the old village chief.

The two cavalrymen turned around and handed the pile of small gold nuggets to the man in the goose down hat.

When the man took the pile of small gold nuggets, he gave a piece to each of the two cavalrymen.

Then, he slowly squatted down in front of the old village chief who was lying on the ground, and spat on his face:

"Old guy, don't be so shameless!"

"I'm willing to waste my time to explain to you. I've already given you enough face."

When the villagers saw the old village chief being humiliated, they suddenly became angry and stopped queuing.

The group rushed towards the old village chief.

"Village Chief! Village Chief!"

"These bastards are bullying others too much! Let's fight them!"

Seeing the situation change on the field.

The man in the goose down hat roared at the villagers:

"How?"

"One by one, is it possible that you really want to do the opposite?"

"All cavalry, listen to my order and draw your guns! Prepare to charge!"

Upon hearing this, a group of cavalrymen took out their spears on their horses and held the reins with one hand, as if they were ready to drive their horses and charge towards the incoming villagers.

At this time, the old village chief was lying on the ground with his nose bruised and his face swollen.

He stood up tremblingly, spitting blood from his mouth, still raising his hands high and yelling at everyone:

"Folks!"

"Calm down! Calm down!"

"I'm fine, nothing's wrong with me!"

"Everyone, go and continue queuing. Don't delay the work of the tax officials!"

At the old village chief's signal, the originally angry villagers actually calmed down and started lining up again.

Looking at the honest villagers restoring order in front of them.

A look of deep disappointment flashed in the man's eyes, and he cursed in a low voice:

"A bunch of cowards!"