The Black Duke of the Pirate

The torrent of time has begun... Dorag followed the crowd of civilians.

From Mingxiao, he vaguely saw the waves of the times converging, and he also saw an ambition to change the world and subvert it.

Reinhardt Dawn Bolkin...this name may soon be resounding throughout the world.

The heavy rain in Polkaya today was unprecedentedly heavy, and blood and rainwater mixed together and flowed into the sea.

Dawn walked at the front, and Röntgen followed the team after a simple bandage. There were not many weapons in the civilian and refugee riots. Most of them took whatever they picked up. Under the leadership of Dawn and Harvey, they rushed all the way towards the royal city.

go.

The three thousand refugees brought by Harvey were the real main force in the battle.

Dawn only uses civilians to increase its momentum. If civilians are really allowed to fight, it would be unrealistic. Not only is it a matter of combat effectiveness, but more importantly, civilians have never seen blood.

When passing through the city defense town, Bulat deliberately sent away dozens of guard soldiers, and found all the iron tools that could be used as weapons in the city defense town. More and more civilians joined along the way, many of whom were fighting against the nobles.

Civilians with great hatred.

Polkaja is going to be completely turned upside down today.

Polkaya Royal City, inside the royal palace.

At this time, a soldier came to the fifty-year-old man and whispered: "Sir, the civilians in Bell Tower Village in the southern border of the kingdom suddenly rioted."

He is Kotok, fifty-three years old, a member of the supreme royal family of Polkaya, the younger brother of the current king, and a prince, with great power in the kingdom.

Ketok's beard was a little gray, but he was very energetic. He replied without caring: "I know."

"It was the matter that you asked Old Lehrman to handle by himself." The soldier continued, "Old Lehrman took the soldiers from the royal city with him."

"Those untouchables on the south coast?" Ketok squinted, like an old man in hibernation. He seemed to have remembered that the group of people on the south coast that old Lehrman told him a few days ago not only did not pay the heavenly gold, but also

A pariah who also gathered to make trouble. At that time, he agreed to the deployment of soldiers from the royal city. After all, the old Lehrman family used a large amount of money to support a series of expenses every year.

The soldier nodded: "Yes."

"Old Lehrman and his son both died at the hands of civilians, who rushed towards the royal city." After thinking for a while, the soldier told Ketok the whole story.

"How many people are rioting?" Kotok was stunned for a moment and asked.

"I don't know yet, but the more people gather, the more they gather, and there are also refugees from Yeku Town."

Ketok finally couldn't sit still anymore and quickly stood up from the comfortable recliner. His eyes were full of solemnity. A large number of civilians plus refugees from Yeku Town were a major riot that the Kingdom of Polkaya had never experienced. If it was not suppressed immediately, the impact would be

Impossible to estimate.

More importantly, it cannot affect his next major events. If he wants to seize the position of the kingdom, he must not let others overturn the kingdom first.

"Your Highness." At this time, a soldier in armor came from outside the door, came to Ketok and bowed respectfully.

"You must mobilize two thousand soldiers from the royal city to suppress the rioting civilians." Ketok handed the token around his waist to the soldiers in armor, "Whether you use coercion or inducement or bloody massacre, you must suppress the rioting civilians today."

Get rid of those untouchables, I don’t want to ruin the big event I have been planning for a long time because of this incident.”

The major event he mentioned that had been planned for a long time was to seize the king's throne. The two of them knew this. He understood the seriousness and urgency of the situation, so he took the token and left immediately.

Ketok thought for a while, and finally got up and walked towards the King's Hall with Shavin.

The king is over sixty years old and is in old health. Some of the affairs of the kingdom are left to his younger brother to take care of. However, refugee riots, whether major or minor, must be reported to the king.

"Your Majesty, the civilians in the southern border of the kingdom have rebelled." Entering the king's palace, Ketok reported to the old king about the refugee riot.

"Oh, I'll leave it to you. This isn't the first time you've dealt with this kind of thing." The king's indifferent voice came from deep inside.

Ketok was not surprised at all. His brother was already old and had been in bed recuperating for the past two years. All affairs in the kingdom were managed by Ketok.

But he didn't want to be just an agent. This kingdom was about to change its owner. Thinking of this, Ketok showed a smile and retreated.

Just after Ketok left, another person walked into the king's palace. She was a blond woman with a height of nearly 1.8 meters. She wore a sky blue front-open lace-up slim tights on the upper body and a black lower body.

Wearing a tight-fitting short skirt, crimson cross-pattern boots on her feet, and a 1.1-meter-long rapier hanging from her left waist. It was in the style of a foil, very light in weight, and mainly used for stabbing.

Overall, the woman who came in exuded a fierce aura and must be a master of swordsmanship.

"Father." The woman with the hanging sword came closer and called out. Her voice was nice, crisp, and had a very special magnetism.

"You're here." The king replied softly, his tone did not change much, and there was no hint of happiness or anger.

"Your country is already in a mess." The woman said coldly.

"I know." The king replied slowly, "I have asked your uncle Ketok to handle it."

"Please step back..."

The woman suddenly wanted to say something else, but she held back after hearing the king's order, and walked out of the king's palace with a clatter.

On the other side, Ketok was ordered to retreat and then came to another hall. Several kingdom officials were already waiting.

"Lord Kotok, does the king have clear instructions regarding the refugee riot?" one of the officials asked.

Ketok nodded: "Brother Wang means to send troops to quell the rebellion, and those who resist will be executed."

Ketok ignored it and turned around to leave.

A lot of people have gathered in the rioting crowd. Although there are many people, they are all unarmed civilians. Facing the elite and well-trained kingdom soldiers, it will be difficult to resist them. However, Dawn does not expect these civilians to defeat the soldiers.

The goal is achieved by making a big noise.

Letting this struggle sweep into every corner of the Polkaia Kingdom is his real goal. The struggle is not necessarily a war, but it is far more complicated than a war.

When approaching the royal city, nearly a thousand soldiers suddenly surged in front. The soldiers were led by a cavalry and rushed towards the civilians.

Royal City Defense Team.

Many civilians exclaimed that the soldiers on the opposite side had Polkaya City protection icons embedded on their shoulders.

Don't panic, rush!

Dawn yelled, Zhu Zhijian took the lead and rushed over, followed by Röntgen, and the refugees led by Harvey also rushed forward at the same time. There was no plan, relying on the strength of numbers.

At dawn, he rushed into the group of soldiers and slashed left and right, killing more than thirty soldiers in just half a minute, but the deaths on the refugee side were even more tragic.

Kill...

Kill all the nobles...

Let the nobles also taste death...

Wails and roars intertwined among the refugees, who rushed forward without fear of life or death. The reason why so many civilians were able to gather at dawn was partly due to Polkaja's long-term oppression, and partly due to the report in the morning, which was the result of oppression.

The last straw that brought down the house.

More importantly, only with the leadership of a powerful person who is not afraid of life and death can this force be gathered together.

The fighting continued, and the world covered by the rain curtain became a river of blood, spreading from the south of the royal city to the foot of the royal city.

Harvey's strength was fully demonstrated at this time. He held a knife in his hand and slashed wildly, as if he wanted to return all the grievances he had suffered from the nobles over the years.

Mingxiao also had many wounds on his body, but as the fighting became more and more fierce, those wounds had long been numb. He persisted in commanding the sword and was covered in blood among the soldiers of the kingdom like a demon. The blood aroused the most primitive murderous intention in his heart.

At dawn, he raised his arms and roared to the sky: "The nobles will also be killed by us. Let's rush into the royal city, kill all the nobles, and steal all their money and women."

His voice seemed to be the trumpet of a new era, rising in the torrent with magnificent momentum.