Duke Wilson had never hated the mud-legged men so much as he did now, and of course there were too many disobedient slaves and red-necked freedmen in Mills. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this invasion with support from all sides, he had already driven a large number of mud legs to Aroon to die, but he didn't expect that there were still so many rebels in Mills State!

He stood in front of a large, well-drawn map, surrounded by skilled professional melee combatants, several mages and priests, and helpers from friendly nations, but there was no way to deal with the current situation.

The news of the defeat at the Battle of Varanka was the first to be learned of them, and the blockade began within ten minutes, but unfortunately in front of the all-pervasive swallows, this small move was of no avail.

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in an anthill, and this phrase is very suitable for Wilson's government!

The people already knew the news ahead, and the power to stir up the crowd had been grasped for a short time, and these grassroots organizations sent by Ophira went around spreading Josephine's benevolence and smearing the authorities in Mills by the way.

For a while, Wilson suddenly found that his reputation was worse than ****, but it was really embarrassing for him to face the chaotic situation.

This strange situation is not common in the New World, except for the hapless colonial government of St. Orlando, other forces have no experience, but unfortunately even if they want to learn some experience, those governors who have long been trained cannot say anything useful.

For Josephine's approach was completely different from that of the royal family of St. Orlando, but very similar to that of her brothers, Baron and Brittana.

As long as you are rebellious or hostile, then kill!

Kill until you dare not resist, coupled with the small actions of the Black Dog, the Gray Dog and Lorraine, continue to divide the power of the people, so that all the work that the enemy wants to do cannot be carried out smoothly.

So Wilson could only sigh sadly, trying to get rid of the troubles in his mind but there was no way.

The current situation is actually not at its most dangerous, even if the invading troops are defeated, and those pesky mud-legged people have defected, and the materials and funds in their hands are enough to form another 30,000 troops, and even the magic armor sold by that damn arms dealer can make up fifty units.

Wilson felt that he had seen through the weakness of the other party, and as long as he gave him time to put his military affairs in order, he would definitely be able to crush this group of Aroon State bandits and let that damn princess lick her shoes!

Although he did not want to look at the red flags planted on the map, the number of places in Mills State that no longer came under the jurisdiction of the Grand Dukes was staggering.

But he didn't care, like any gambler, as long as there was the slightest chance to turn the tables, they would never mind pawning their savings, their property, their parents, their wives and children, as long as he could win.

It is no wonder that the so-called friendly emissaries and international trade merchants kept their faces smiling, but none of them tried to persuade the Archduke Mills to notice that there was some instability under his feet.

"How is our new legion ready?" Obviously, the Grand Duke was going to strike first, and he couldn't wait to ask questions to the officers around him.

"Your Majesty, our troops are still preparing, the training has only started for a week, and the materials are ......"

"These are all small problems, I think as long as we have enough money, AIA will definitely help us solve all this, right?" When he said this, his eyes looked to this side, and he naturally received an affirmative answer.

"Your will is everything, Your Majesty."

"We'll get enough muskets back."

"It doesn't matter how many horses you want."

"The logistics and materials are enough, please rest assured that you can fight."

Grand Duke Wilson nodded with satisfaction, completely ignoring the ugly expressions of the officers around him, "But Your Majesty, it is very likely that the command will become chaotic by putting the troops into the army at such a fast speed......"

"That's a minor problem, we have a high priest from the Blood God Church to help!" The Grand Duke pointed to a black-robed man, and the other party nodded, but that evil magic was really hard to accept that this guy was the commander.

"All right, gentlemen!" Wilson waved his hand to stop the persuasion of the others, "Now it's time for me to move, it's time for the Arrowne mud legs to see the true strength!" ”

However, it was not as the Grand Duke had hoped......

Somewhere at a collection point, the pot-bellied tax collector urged the poor with a whip, completely unaware of the hateful gaze of the young man in the distance, and led by a very ordinary-looking middle-aged man, they took out a hidden musket from a hidden tree hole.

Then, in the sound of a gunshot, the tax officer was knocked to the ground with a miserable howl, and dozens of young men appeared in all directions to trap the fat man and his guards, completely ignoring the persuasion of his fathers around him.

"Kid, just drive them away, don't kill anyone!"

"Father, now is the time for change, we should take up arms and fight for freedom!"

The lads happily took the enemy away, and then burned the tax collector and the guards to ashes under the astonished gaze of the old folks.

Before they could react, they distributed food and weapons under the leadership of the middle-aged man, inexplicably raised the banner of resistance, and fought for the so-called His Royal Highness Josephine!

The fathers shook their heads, sighed and lowered their arms instead of intercepting the children, but joined in and started to act, since they had already done it, they would simply do it to the end!

……

The soldiers standing guard at the arsenal were lazily guarding here, and there were constantly people scanning the soldiers with strange eyes, but they didn't seem to feel anything.

The situation in the city became very eerie, and the contradictions between the upper classes and the commoners were almost open, until someone began to lead the mud-legged people to rebel against the government, openly refusing to serve in the military and pay taxes.

But it didn't have much to do with the soldiers, of course, their families were urban population, and when their parents stood in front of them......

Just like now, I don't know when there will be a lot of people on the road in front of the arsenal, bakers with rolling pins, customers and barbers who have just finished cutting their hair, newsboys with newspapers in their hands, or parents who have gone out to work.

"Soldiers, it's time to fight for the people, do you want to be friends or enemies of the people?"

The leader of the question was a young man, and the soldier swore that he would never know the young man, and although he subconsciously took off his musket and aimed it at this man, did the soldier have any choice when he saw that his parents, friends, and even his wife were also in the crowd?

“…… For the people! ”

"Long live the people!"

Therefore, it is said that those who know the times are handsome, well, anyway, the soldiers decisively chose to join the crowd instead of sacrificing their precious lives for the sake of His Majesty, who did not know the so-called Grand Duke.

The arsenal fell, the tax bureau fell, the carriage and horse shops fell...... By the time the bad news reached the city government, the city was no longer under control, and only Josephine's army or emissaries could put an end to the uprising, and now it is ......

In the fall of 1826, two-thirds of the towns of Mills rebelled, declaring their independence from the rule of the Grand Duke of Mills and supporting the people and His Royal Highness Josephine

The seeds that Lorraine hastily sowed shone with a surprising light. (To be continued.) )