I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

In fact, without his further explanation, Shiliu had already seen the clue: "The consortium formed by the great nobles made a lot of money, while the royal family owed a lot of money."

Over the past few decades, the tax revenue the royal family has received is simply not enough to repay the debt, and the debt can only get higher and higher. If we continue to use debt to achieve high welfare, the royal family can only go bankrupt and die.

So Longkoma came up with a trick, innovation! Increasing the ship tax is one of the steps, but who knows, many people at the bottom really can't afford the tax.

Poor is really poor, and they can only protest by wearing yellow scarves.

Don't scrape the rich and scrape the poor. This kind of eating that has been exhausted has naturally aroused the collective condemnation of the people.

Soon, the protesting army in full swing turned into what the newspapers called the "Yellow Turban Army".

From the displeasure with raising the ship tax, to dissatisfaction with the kingdom's various policies over the past year, to shouting slogans for His Majesty the King to abdicate.

Eventually rebellions erupted from remote areas where the King's Army held them the weakest.

In this war caused by turmoil, there was still room for mediation. But when the mob shouting "For Freedom" repeatedly attacked the town and moved out the gallows and the guillotine, His Majesty the King could no longer hold back the suppression of this group of "Huang Tian Dang Li" rebels.

As the director of the intelligence department, Lindemann obviously understands the image operation of the group nature better than the ghost spider. "What you call a stupid king is more of a subjective feeling."

"Get to the point!" Uncle Xiliu's face was full of impatience, he was most annoyed that this fox bastard was forcing him.

"It's dissatisfaction with the image. Labels such as [money-grabbing king], once worn, make almost all his policies vulnerable to being questioned on moral grounds."

The fox is worried about Shiliu's simple brain circuit of killing embryos. If he goes all the way, God knows what trouble he will cause.

He looked around furtively, but fortunately, under Shiliu's own killing intent, others avoided him.

Seeing that Shiliu's venomous mouth showed signs of spouting again, Lindemann lowered his voice: "And foreign forces such as the Revolutionary Army were mixed into the lineup of protests to confuse the water, turning the already serious protests into It's getting worse."

The protest has been going on for the nth week now. Come back once a week, take it easy, and even give yourself enough time to recuperate. After protesting once, prepare for the next one. If there is no special power to guide, who will believe it?

"So, you have to be mentally prepared. You will be greeted by more than 100,000 disorderly mobs." Lindeman said what he was most worried about.

The revolutionary army that wanted to cut off the king's head barely had a clear picture of what would happen after the king, but the Yellow Turbans didn't. They couldn't propose specific policies, and they didn't know where they were headed.

Just as the fox sent away the two plague gods and was about to pick up the plate and drill into the female soldiers, Sakasky sat down beside him again: "Fox, the data you got from Caesar last time... .”

"Woohoo!" A certain silver fur let out a short mournful cry.

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Lindemann's crow's mouth really came true.

Even though the flames of war have not spread to the capital, the parade troops lingering in the suburbs and urban areas have still become a serious obstacle to the navy's trip.

The cat in a coat was watching secretly in a back alley, and Shillou made a conclusion: "This is definitely not something that can be done by electing a protestor as a leader."

Not long ago, all members of the Wild Hunt tore off their marks, covered their mouths and noses, and transformed into two mercenary teams.

When they lurked all the way into the target area, they realized that the situation had deteriorated again.

It is reported that King Longkoma has already responded that the plan to suspend the tax increase has already been suspended, but the protests are still continuing in an organized manner, and have intensified, and even large-scale demonstrations have been launched within the capital.

Forcing them to move to the deep streets and back alleys where there are few people, they watched secretly and waited quietly for a good chance of rescue.

"The information Lindeman got is all right, the Revolutionary Army really intervened." Ghost Spider let the soot fall on the green grass with a straight face.

Because it was a burly man with a height of more than six meters that suddenly broke into the field of vision.

He wears a bear ear hat, and the overall image fits his own name very well.

"[Tyrant] Bartholomew Bear!"

Although there had been news that the former king of the Solbey Kingdom had abdicated, his appearance here completely confirmed the previous report of the spies lurking in the revolutionary army.

"Where do you want to go if you want to travel?" Daxiong held a book with "BIBLE" on the cover, trying to block everyone's way.

336. Do you think that you can not submit papers because of war? (Down)

The sharp sword energy went straight to Bartholomi Xiong's burly body. In such an inconvenient alley, such a huge body was like a natural target.

After swinging the knife, Shiliu pressed his left hand lightly into the coat pocket.

It can be said to be one of Shiliu's bad habits to cut first and then ask. Only the strong ones who can take over are eligible to have a closer chat with him.

The killing sword energy wrapped in the violent sword intent approached the meatball fruit ability user in an instant.

Seeing that this guy didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, but dared to use his palm to forcefully catch him, Xiliu just sneered. The great swordsman twitched the corners of his mouth, waiting for the tragedy that the opponent's palm would be broken at the root in the next moment.

However, things changed far beyond the killer's expectation.

The sword energy that even the Four Emperors and the admirals of the Navy did not dare to underestimate was actually blocked by Bartholomew Daxiong with his bare hands.

Shiryu could see clearly that the big bear's outstretched palms had flesh pads that looked like cats.

The terrifying slash that was enough to split the domineering defenses of the lieutenant generals did not even pause in Xiong's hands, and was directly refracted in the other direction.

"Devil fruit ability user?!" Shiliu frowned, and the sword energy he swung bounced to the other side, splitting a building neatly.

Bartholomew Bear has always shown himself as a monarch, and this is almost the first time that he has shown his unique devil fruit ability to the navy in a close conflict.

The key member of the current revolutionary army glanced at the collapsed building, and sincerely praised: "It's really amazing swordsmanship."

This sentence is not to brag about each other in business, but it is really impossible to find a swordsman of this level in the ranks of the revolutionary army.

"The slash was bounced back, it's really a weird ability." Shiliu returned without success, and the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger.

He almost committed an empiricism problem. Combined with Bartholomew's name, at first glance he thought it was the raging fruit of the animal department.

But after first contact, this is not the case.

"I hate dealing with superhumans, really." Shiliu muttered in a low voice. Whenever the superhuman fruits fight against each other without knowing the details, they will often be killed suddenly under the great advantage.

It is different from the animal-type devil fruit's intuitive improvement of body skills and body functions, and it is different from the rarer nature-type that completely incarnates one element.

The strange abilities of the superhuman system often allow the opponent to be tricked cleanly in the first contact.

The ghost spider standing beside him is another example.

From the posture, the eight-armed combat method is very similar to the animal fruit, but the ghost spider is a real fruit capable person.

If you are a bit reckless in the fight, you are very likely to be severely injured by the insidious ability of the line fruit, and then take it away with one set.

All in all, first glances are extremely deceiving.

The taciturn meatball fruit user didn't even say hello, and pushed his hands towards everyone dozens of times in an instant.

Although they didn't understand what kind of ability the opponent's Devil Fruit possessed, seeing him pushing his palm towards the air strangely, Shilio and Ghost Spider also knew that this thing must not be blocked by force.