Over the next few months, the merchants used their own means to invade the world, raining down, even in the hard ground, which they continued to use in a very hidden way.

One night, a territory was operated by a local merchant to complete a good show of changing the king's banner at the head of the city.

When people woke up and suddenly found that their city lord had changed the banner of the city, the new kingdom flag was taken down, and the coat of arms that originally belonged to the Lionheart family fluttered at the head of the city again, wiping their eyes in disbelief, but the fact is that it will not change.

The soldiers of the city continued their patrols as if they could not see it, and the die-hard faction of the new king at the head of the city was hung on the flagpole, and by looking at his appearance, he knew that he had been treated very miserably before his death, of course, this only gave the civilians a new point of conversation, and it seemed that it had no impact on their lives, and the taxes that should still be paid were still paid, and those who should serve still had to serve.

It's just that the nobles of the empire have quietly changed, the nobles are the most enjoyable and hated labor in the world, and of course the most greedy and stingy group of people, although there is no shortage of good people, but that is only a relative, good and good limit.

When merchants entered human towns with luxury goods brought from other worlds, they were immediately sought after by the aristocracy.

For the nobles of this world, the fashionable clothes, mysterious and luxurious perfumes, and those foods that emit an alluring aroma, which they have never seen before, fascinate him, and the gifts of the merchants are also very thoughtful, not giving them any chance of annexation.

Although it is a pity that the nobles cannot all the good things they have belong to them, they also know that as long as the merchants are there. As long as the merchants still want to do business, then there will be a steady flow of good things in the future, and not only that, but the business tax will also be extremely rich in their pockets.

Therefore, the merchants of Akmund easily changed into the upper echelons of the empire and occupied a high position.

Under the material offensive of the merchants, the nobles could only dissolve and evaporate quickly like an iceberg meeting the sun. When they woke up, they found that things had reached a point where they could not be suppressed.

The people of the realm were helped by the merchants, who not only provided them with efficient seeds and novel and useful farm implements, but also provided them with livestock free of charge, and in return, of course, they had to pay seventy percent of the grain they harvested, and the merchants paid the taxes that the lord needed.

It seems that the conditions are harsh, but the peasants are flocking to it. It was not only the seeds, the implements, and the cattle that attracted them, but the last one in charge of the merchants, who were responsible for the taxes, knowing that the nobles did not care about the life or death of the peasants, and the better ones received ninety percent of the grain, and the bad ones not only collected it all, but also those peasants would be turned into slaves for various reasons, and then they would be used as cattle and horses for eternity.

The commoners were actually one of the sources of slaves in the eyes of the aristocracy. Just like a wild vegetable in the field, one stubble is cut today, and another stubble will grow tomorrow. There is never a time to disappear, and these nobles can lie on the merits of their ancestors and enjoy the shadow from their ancestors as a matter of course.

When the merchants offered him to be in charge of the taxes, and only seventy percent of the harvest, the common people were completely boiling, and what could be better than this? Although there is a gap between the rich and the poor among the common people, the poor have to live. Wealthy people, on the other hand, want to be richer.

For the first time, the orders of the merchants spread throughout the territory faster than the nobles, and even the guards had merchants, and the nobles naturally did not give up on the soldiers other than their own guards.

Anyway, the guards are their own henchmen, and their own safety mainly depends on them, as for those soldiers. All of them are cannon fodder on the battlefield, and if they are killed, they will find a batch, and they don't even want pensions.

But the merchants brought with them the best armor and weapons, and of course the glittering gold coins, and the unlimited supply of such things as wine and meat, and the army was naturally co-opted under such an offensive, even if a few generals were unwilling to go along with it because of their loyalty and respect to the lord.

But the other soldiers wouldn't say yes! Why are we all poor because of your high spirits? Is it because you are valued by the lords and nobles, of course you are doing well, but you can't let us suffer poverty just because of this!

The servants of the city lord's mansion are holding huge bounties from the merchants, but all they need is a little seemingly useless news, the lives of the nobles have been completely controlled, no matter when and where they are, there will be the eyes of the merchants.

After controlling all this, the merchants did not launch directly, but chose to raise the nobles, just like pigs and dogs in captivity, and now is not the time to kill them, one by one the news was transmitted to the hands of Akmon, who had mastered all this, and Akmund, who knew that the time was ripe, immediately asked to see Feren.

"Your Excellency, now is the best time, please immediately send troops to quell the rebellion!" Akmund said this at a meeting, and the other generals and nobles looked at Akmund but did not refute it unexpectedly.

Akmund's prestige in the territory is definitely not lower than that of Feron, and even if it weren't for Feron's status as the Lionheart family, in the hearts of commoners, perhaps Akmund, the legendary merchant who ruled the business of the Lionheart Dynasty, would have a more important position.

"Now that the best time has come, let's send troops! Please, Lord Field! Faeron bowed to Field very respectfully, and the other nobles naturally saluted together.

They admired Field's strength from the bottom of their hearts, especially when they saw Field charging with his knight training group, the strong momentum immediately shattered their sense of superiority because of the number of people, and it was terrifying to see Field and his men walking with their heads down.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!" Field agreed, drank the full glass of fruit wine in front of him, and walked out with his head held high.

Two hours later, Field and his soldiers rushed out of the city, taking Akmund's intel and maps with them, and slaughtered them all the way south. From here, you have to fight in a straight line all the way to the king's capital.

Along the way, Field didn't encounter any decent opponents, almost all the cities had merchants, even if they didn't have real power, but things like opening the door in the middle of the night could still be done, so in less than half a month, Field broke through the Empire's defenses from the south. They reached the gate of the royal capital.

Compared with other places, the royal capital is more tight, even Akmund's men are difficult to invade here, after all, it is the capital of a country, a place where rich people and big nobles gather, naturally it is not a small merchant can control, even the city gate does not have the authority, everything needs to be done by Field himself.

In the royal capital, the ministers in the palace are in a hurry. The army is besieging the city, and it can be said that the empire has no way to retreat, otherwise these people would have run away a long time ago.

"Give me a way to find a way, are they all rice buckets?" The emperor sat on it with nowhere to vent his anger, and he didn't expect that the temple didn't work, and the news he got two days ago turned out to be that the god of brilliance failed to kill the god druid, but was injured by the god druid's sneak attack, and he had withdrawn from this realm, which means that from now on. They're going to have to fight on their own.

As soon as he learned the news, the emperor was furious. Then he wiped out the annoying old guy, just a mage, and naturally had no strength to fight back after being attacked in close quarters, especially after the other party had a deadly toxin in his hands.

The emperor's face was full of joy as he watched the servant of the self-proclaimed god fall in a pool of blood, and there had never been a man who had insulted a king who thought he was supreme without paying the price. Even the servants of God.

It's just that happiness is happiness, but the emperor is very distressed now, thinking that Field's army has overwhelmed the border, and the surrounding city lords are either controlled by the merchants or defeated by Field, and they are cowering in their own homes to watch.

When interests come first, everyone doesn't care who you are. If there is no benefit, the emperor will die if he dies, not to mention that no matter how great the benefit is, he must have a life to enjoy, and the perverts under Field's hands have long been unmatched by humans.

"Your Majesty, or let's negotiate! This field heard that it is only Prince Pheren! It's just a mercenary found by this kid Feiren, I think our territory is much larger than Feilun, and it is richer and more powerful than Feiren, anyone knows who is more powerful, mercenaries are nothing more than for money, as long as we reward a big territory, we don't have to worry about this field not fading, and it will even be used by us if it is possible! ”

A bald aristocrat stood up and said that when the emperor was about to kill in a manic manner, someone finally came up with a clever plan.

The reason why a clever plan is a brilliant plan is because it is successful, otherwise a brilliant plan can only be called delusional.

And with the emperor's permission, this bald nobleman entered Field's tent with the expectations of the highest officials and nobles in the whole empire!

Fieldian sat in the military tent, the tent sewn from cotton cloth could well block the wind and rain outside, and the material was very new, when he saw the cotton cloth, the bald nobleman's eyes lit up, he happened to have a garment shop and a linen workshop! When you see cotton, you immediately know the superiority of this thing.

It turned out that the trembling psychology had changed at this time, he observed, the barracks here are not big, and all along, Field basically did not kill anyone, at most, it was the battlefield that made people lose their ability to fight, this is the hard standard of Akmund, whoever dares to destroy it will get out immediately!

Of course, it is impossible for the bald nobleman to know this, he just naively thinks that Field is afraid of the strength of the empire, so he has rarely killed people all the time, unless it is the kind of person who desperately resists.

"Ahem!" The bald aristocrat looked at the indifferent Field and coughed deliberately, but unfortunately Field still raised his head and still sat in his seat like a statue.

"Presumably this is the victorious Field Knight, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm the Empire's Minister of Finance, can I take a step to speak?" In the end, the bald man couldn't help it, he came with a task, and he was a little worried that he wanted to get it, so he naturally had to take the initiative at this time.

"Oh! What are you here for? "Field didn't want to see it, but Akmund asked him to see it, and he had to.

Akmund wanted to quickly recover the royal capital and let Faeron ascend the throne as soon as possible, but not everything was smooth sailing, obviously this time he was wrong about finding a breakthrough point in the hands of this bald nobleman, at least in the matter of Field.

Seeing Field's cold reaction, the bald man was very unhappy, how can he say that he is also the finance minister of a large empire, and he is a noble figure wherever he goes, he can't imagine that he will be ignored here, how can he bear it! Originally, he had already thought about the terms of exchange, but now he changed his mind, not only did he have to deduct half of those things, but he also asked them to hand over the technology of those cotton cloths!

The complacent bald man had apparently fallen into a fantasy, and Field gave him a disgusted look, these nobles with the same habits as vampires, Field's was very hateful, disgusted with their greed and cruelty.

"Hey! Do you have anything to do, if you have something to say, get out if you have nothing to do, Lao Tzu will attack your royal capital tonight, go back and tell your master, prepare well! I'm going to destroy your country and your species! ”

Field's words immediately frightened the bald man, and he got rid of the imaginary picture in his head and began to enter negotiation mode.

"Lord Field, please listen to me first, I heard that you are mercenaries, and everyone is just in it for money, how much can Feren give you?" I'll pay him twice the price, and as long as you don't attack us, and give you a baron, you'll be a nobleman from now on, won't you think about it at all?

In addition, I also want to say that in fact, our empire has begun to gather troops, I'm afraid you won't be able to please it then, otherwise stop now, everyone is a family, as long as you turn around and attack Faeron's territory, I can be the master of Your Majesty here, as long as the city you fight is yours! ”

The conditions put forward by the bald man are indeed tempting, but what Field wants is not only these, but with his pride, how can he tolerate people other than Li Youran to point fingers at him?

Field smiled sinisterly, the last thing the bald nobleman saw.

On the second day, an undriven fast horse entered the royal capital, and on it sat a headless corpse, dressed by the Minister of Finance who had gone out yesterday to persuade him to surrender.

He originally wanted to blackmail Field, but before he could read it, he was first cut off by Field. (To be continued.) )