Knight of the Light

Standing at the top of the wizard's tower, overlooking the cold wind city, a sense of power emerged.

The city is a settlement settlement with administrative functions, including residential areas, commercial areas, and industrial areas. Owning a city is tantamount to having powerful manpower and material resources.

The lord who owns the city can truly be called the superior, and at least tens of thousands of people obey his orders. This is a platform to show off your strengths. With the help of the ruling organization, you can accomplish a career that ordinary people cannot imagine. Computer side :: /

"No wonder the aristocrats all like the power in their hands, and the feeling of mastering their own and the destiny of others is really fascinating. Standing on a high place, it seems that you have rid yourself of the shackles of the world and even changed it.

At the top of the tower at a height of several tens of meters, Zhou Qingfeng felt the slight loss of power, and the distance from the ground floor became alienated. "No wonder someone will become 'why not eat meat emulsion'."

He smiled abnormally and couldn't help asking Sophia: "Do I look like a fool right now? The kind of coma."

The population of Hanfengcheng is more than ten times larger than that of the "rich and powerful leader", and the area is more than a hundred times larger. This step was beyond the plan and made Zhou Qingfeng feel uncontrollable.

The ruling body cannot adapt to this drastic expansion, and it is easy to go wrong. Both internal corruption and external threats are disturbing.

"Master, you need a process of adaptation. Our management ability is always better than those of the old nobles. They can all rule peacefully for more than a few hundred years, and for no reason we will get worse."

The book has been alive for a thousand years, and I have experienced more and always calmer. "You don't need to restrain yourself too much. There are no outsiders here, just relax."

Ling Nu pushed the chaise longue, Irene presented the fruit plate, the goblins were singing and dancing.

Zhou Qingfeng leaned on the recliner and closed his eyes to himself, saying, "It's not that simple, but I can finally transform the city according to my wishes."

The cold wind city after dawn, three steps one post, five steps one post. At the intersections of all streets stood the city management of the patrol office, the infantry regiment was stationed at the city gate, and the cavalry squadrons were searched from house to house.

The backbone of the Arad family died in the Winter Hall, and the entire family disappeared instantly. The remnants of nobles such as Lehman and Minos fled a lot, but most of the family's servants and assets remained.

In addition, the Wizards almost escaped, leaving only the newly promoted Necromancer Mondino and some helpless low-level wizards and apprentices.

The eight factions are no longer functioning properly.

Xi Li came forward to take charge of all the chores in the city, first to pick up the remaining noble personnel and screen them one by one. Some people were directly hanged by indignation, and the rest of the surveillance residence was not allowed to move around. ::

In the past, no matter how nobles fought, ordinary people's lives remained unchanged. But now that the sky is changing overnight, hundreds of gallows have been erected in the square outside the Wizard's Tower, extending all the way to the main palace.

Every few minutes someone yelled or cried, or struggling to be hanged. The "Harmony Chamber of Commerce" has been operating in the city for half a year, and it is clear who has who, who has what, and what a black background.

Many aristocratic slaves, foxes and tigers, are more fierce than their masters on weekdays, and the consequences are extremely serious.

It is like Kent, the old Minos butler who was killed by ‘Jiying’. He bullied good people and abused civilians.

Kent died, but many Kent-like noble accomplices failed to escape. God knows what these guys think. After dawn, they ran out one by one and tried to trust the new owner to continue to be in power.

Zhou Qingfeng's ruling system can't accommodate the old-style running dogs and executioners, and it's just the lives of these people to appease people. When they put their hands on their backs with their hands on their backs, they couldn't understand why Lord Hugo didn't accept themselves?

When the body on the gallows was blown like a swing, the inhabitants of the city froze from the beginning to a clap. People don't understand what happened, but the new lord is obviously different from the past nobles.

The noble area is the focus of the investigation, and Johnson and Powell are hiding in the illusion cabin and dare not go out. Dudu was released by them to investigate, and the owl flew to a gallows.

Under the gallows, a noble servant's clothes were broken and covered with lashes. He was tied to his hands, looking pale at the same kind who were being hanged one by one, trembling as if they were sifting.

Dudu leaned over carefully and landed on this man's shoulder, asking: "Hi, man, what happened? Are you dying?"

The noble servant turned his head, and the dead fish stared at him with speechless eyes. His expression was clearly full of doubts, and he was about to collapse.

The owl's eyes were large and deep, and he blinked and waited for a long time without answer. It continued to ask, "Dude, say a few words.

I actually want to make a friend before you die, do you not leave a last word? If you don't talk about it, there is no chance. "

It was okay not to ask. After asking, the noble servant who was about to be executed stood still, faceless, and the urine in his trousers plopped.

The tutu yelled "True Disgust", flapped his wings and fell on the shoulder of another person who was about to die, and asked the same question again, "Hi, friend, how about a few words? How did you get caught?"

The goal this time was a thin, middle-aged man with an unhealthy waxy face. He was wearing a burlap coat, and his face was pumped like a malicious revenge, not only with blood stains, but also a swollen old man.

"What do you want to say?" The skinny middle-aged is a low-level servant, the kind who usually works for the tiger. He spit out a lot of blood in one mouth, "Masters either died or fled, leaving us behind.

The poor ghosts were in power and rushed in to catch people. They hate us, how we hanged them in the past, and now they will hang us as they are. "

A lot of residents were surrounded by the gallows, and some children aged seven or eight ran boldly and ran, and opened their mouths and spit at the prisoners.

Residents shouted loudly after seeing this, and there were a lot of scolders of all kinds. The stones on the ground were all picked up and thrown, and the patrol officers responsible for the execution came back and shouted a few times before they backed away.

Most of the hanged men are men, and occasionally women. The soldiers will take off their coats before throwing them and throw them to the lively residents.

Every time it is lost, it will lead to scramble and riots. Seeing the lively residents tearing their faces to grab a piece of clothing, they can fight.

But the soldiers of the Procuratorate Office enjoyed each other, humiliating the death row prisoners, and deliberately showing residents their new powers.

You can clearly see every scene in the city, including everything under the gallows, on the actual sand table of the Wizard's Tower. The chaos is especially noticeable at the moment when the old and the new alternate.

Zhou Qingfeng took a deep breath and pointed to the execution picture that was noisier than the vegetable market. "Look, this is totally farce. No one is more noble than anyone. This is my leader."

Sophia floated aside and said indifferently: "I think this is good. You can teach them and spur them. They must obey.

In fact, you are very effective in transforming the people at the bottom. This is true for the harmonious village, as is the rich and powerful leader. I believe Hanfengcheng is no exception. "

Zhou Qingfeng nodded and shook his head first, smiling bitterly.

At the execution site, the noble servant in urine pants was dragged onto the gallows. When the noose was wrapped around his neck, he shouted with a tear-like voice: "Poor ghosts, don't be too happy, the masters will kill you back.

One day, your house will be burned, your child will be thrown into the fire, and your wife will be robbed.

You are either rushed into the black hole mine to get exhausted, or thrown into the water and soaked into rotten meat. Wait, you won't be happy for long. "

The cheering resident under the gallows suddenly became silent, as if frightened.

The executioning soldier pulled the handle, the flap under the frame opened, the noble servant froze for a moment, twitched hard, and his neck was elongated.

The residents cheered again and smashed the picked stones towards the hanged body.

A few stones flew around, dodge the owl. It groaned: "The courage of the poor ghosts has grown, which has never been seen in the past."