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The discussion in the audience gradually turned into a fierce cheer, and they were loudly praising the names of the Prophet and Yuanhuang.

This made Yuan Huang's whole body painful.

For the first time, he saw a dream scene - a sea of people full of longing and respect for him, and it could easily make anyone feel fluttering. The cheers blended together, neatly becoming the word "Yuanhuang" and repeating it repeatedly. He aspires to become an archmage who stands up to the heavens and the earth, and there is also an element of longing to be worshiped by thousands of people, and now he really feels it for the first time, but he is quite uncomfortable in his heart.

The voice that was only obtained in the name of the old bastard was filled with the smell of a thatched house that had not been cleaned for half a year.

It's too late to turn back.

The scenery presented in front of Yuan Huang was not inferior to what he had seen on the battlefield before. Although they were no larger than the enemy troops, these demonstrators, who were mainly poor and lowly civilians, had more hideous expressions than fanatics, and the air was filled with different types of danger than on the battlefield. They're all crazy, and it's not an exaggeration to say that.

Listening to Yuji begin to introduce himself eloquently, and tell in detail how great the prophet is, how close Yuan Huang and the president are, and without remembering half a sentence, Yuan Huang casually looked back at the towering city wall behind him.

The slightest hint of cool air in the morning breeze, which was already close to early summer, was also dispelled by the fire of the facilities burned down by the angry people, and there was an indescribable heat on people's skin.

The guards on the walls wiped their sweat.

Probably last night the people tried to burn down the city wall, so they demolished some nearby houses and piled them up at the base of the wall and set them on fire, but it did nothing but blacken. The walls of Yuanhuang had not been damaged in the face of the mighty Fire Clan's army, but now it had become dirty and unsightly.

Diao people.

Yu Ji poked Yuan Huang with the tip of his elbow, and the latter immediately came back to his senses, raised his right fist with momentum, and roared loudly: "Oh oh oh! ”

The crowd immediately boiled over and also "oh oh oh! In response, it was like a dry pyre that had been completely ignited.

The significance of the content is unknown.

Yuji shouted, "Rush in with me!" ”

And then there was nothing to do with Yuanhuang.

There's nothing more that can be done.

As expected, the demonstrations got out of control! From just protesting, to violent. Someone is definitely instigating, this group of people actually held a huge pillar and repeatedly rushed against the city gate, as if it was a regular uprising, but they didn't know that what they did was completely like a child getting angry and beating his parents with his fists, if it wasn't for feeling sorry for you, he would have slapped you to death with a fucking slap, and it would have been your turn to be a face?

Yuanhuang involuntarily drifted with the crowd. When he looked up at the archers on the city wall, he subconsciously touched the Celestial Onesuit he was wearing in his ordinary clothes. Don't these people really know that there may be a rain of arrows or even fire oil flying down?

Although the walls are nowhere near as tall as the fortress city, the gates are just as impregnable. A four-story square-lined steel fence-like gate, so you can smash it open with a big thick stick? Who to laugh at?

Sister Bed's side came to contact, and Yuan Huang took advantage of the chaos to secretly put the ring to her ear.

"Yuanhuang, Nocton, they keep asking me what should I do? Should I shoot an arrow or not? And there was a riot within the city walls. ”

"No, you all go back to the mansion and close the doors and windows."

It seems that Sister Bed is struggling to cope with the situation with the prosthetic robot as my stand-in, and it is not easy to do it.

It's not a big deal.

But it is more difficult to deal with than the previous enemy army of hundreds of thousands. The problems that can be solved by shooting are not problems, and what cannot be solved by shooting are really called problems.

Soon, the guards of the walls all shrank back.

Soon, another wave of shouts of the people was remembered in the city. They joined together inside and outside, and opened the gates, and two groups of people rushed into the gates.

Ooh......

Only then did Yuan Huang discover that the disaster situation in the inner city was far more serious than that outside the city wall, with traces of smashing and looting everywhere, and the black smoke and miasma were in a mess. It's right to think about it, most of the people in the outer city are civilians, how can they destroy their homes? But with many wealthy merchants and high-ranking families in the inner city, the situation is completely different.

And the foreigners also settled in the inner city.

Yuan Huang followed the crowd towards the center of the city, and saw a lot of corpses along the way, most of them were Fire Clan, New World, and Goblins.

Holding the doubts in his heart, Yuan Huang found Yuji in the chaos, and shouted at the top of his voice so that his voice would not be drowned out in the shouts of the people.

"What's going on? You guys...... Aren't we targeting all the nobility? ”

"Demonstrations were launched almost simultaneously all over the continent, but all but here they failed. They reached a compromise, the matter of "targeting all the nobles" was no longer possible, and we have now narrowed down the scope to only the rain culvert bed! Avenge the president! ”

"But these people ......"

"They? These profiteers are all leeches, and they should have died a long time ago! Those Fire Clan people are simply invaders! The New World has been our old enemy for hundreds of years! Goblins don't need to be mentioned, right? ”

Yuji smiled heartily and said something terrifying. He pointed to the luxurious mansion not far away and said, "Compared to those little things, Mr. Yuanhuang, our enemy is there!" ”

It refers to the mansion of the source phoenix in the territory, which is also an office space. A four-storey building resembling a small castle, all reinforced by huge blocks of stone and metal rebar, was the office of Nicoid's reign, and he was really willing to spend money on self-preservation.

All the guards hid in the mansion with Sister Bed, Nocton and others, locked the doors and windows, and it became a difficult fortress to attack, and it was impossible to break in without elite assassins or siege equipment.

"Get out! Rain culvert bed! It's too late to be scared now! ”

"Shrunken turtle, hahahaha!"

The scolding caused laughter from thousands of people.

Excited.

Deadlocked.

Conglutination.

Sit.

By nightfall, the situation had not progressed at all. The common people couldn't rush in, Sister Bed didn't bring anyone out, and other territories didn't send troops to support.

The royal city is watched from the wall, and the teleportation emperor has always been wise to protect himself, and there are many nobles watching the excitement. Although Sister Bed's husband, Monnes, the eldest son of the Western Fortress City, wanted to send troops, but Yuan Huang refused: "You will make the situation more and more chaotic when you come, I can handle it myself."

The mood of the people has long since calmed down, but the number of people has continued unabated. But that's not a problem, as long as you can understand people.

Seeing that the time had come, Yuan Huang found a burned house and climbed up, raising his arms and shouting: "Everyone, please listen to me!" ”

As an illusion mage, Yuan Huang has been good since birth.

"It's not a way to go on like this, I suggest finding someone as a representative to negotiate with the rain culvert!"

Like me.