Slashing Sister World, Blizzard City Plaza.

This is a plaza located in the center of Blizzard, located in the most prosperous commercial area of the entire Blizzard, surrounded by all kinds of shops, clothes, jewelry, jewelry, desserts and so on.

However, this square in the most prosperous part of Blizzard City is usually devoid of civilians.

The things here are too expensive for the poor and white civilians who are still being oppressed.

Most of the commoners who came and went were just passing through this place for survival, and for them, the prosperity of this place belonged only to the imperial officials, nobles, and the big merchants, and had nothing to do with them.

Except today.

Today's square is densely packed with people, and even the streets outside the square are full of people who can't squeeze into the square but don't want to leave.

They were the lowliest civilians in the city.

Although the square and streets are crowded with people, there is a large open space in the very center of the square.

In the middle of this clearing, surrounded by thousands or even tens of thousands of commoners, there was a high platform surrounded by a circle of water troughs, on which were neatly lined up a hundred nobles who were well-dressed but tightly bound by twine soaked in tung oil.

Some of them were men and women, old and young, some with gray faces, some with frightened eyes, some begging with a humble look like dogs, and some scolding the rebels and their leaders with their necks blushed, but they were soon reprimanded by the rebel soldiers and told them to be quiet.

These nobles are all different in terms of demeanor, age, and reaction to their future in the future, and the only thing they have in common is what happens to them.

Most of the people below raised their heads and looked at the nobles who had been so high in the past, and their faces showed uncontrollable pleasure - they had come spontaneously after seeing the proclamation that the rebels had spread on the streets a few days ago that they would be executed according to the law today.

Due to the large number of people crowded in the square and the large crowd, although everyone raised their heads, only a part of the people in the front could see the situation on the stage clearly.

About thirty meters away from the high platform in the center of the square, three cloaked men stood in the crowd, using the civilians around them to obscure the view of the rebel soldiers in the stands.

"Boss, it looks like they're executing the nobles of the city."

Leona leaned into Najeitan's ear and whispered.

"No, it seems, they are executing these nobles," said Najeshi, "and I have picked up a few posters on the road about the trial and execution of the nobles spread by the rebels, and it seems that these commoners were attracted by those notices as well. ”

"These nobles prey on the common people, oppress the commoners, and it is not a pity to die!" Leonay's voice was undisguised with disgust and disdain.

"Keep reading, there are ten nobles on the stage, and it is unlikely that the noble department that should be executed is exactly a hundred, these people are estimated to have been pushed out and killed in public, and there should be more people besides them, but they will not be executed in public."

Najehitan analyzed.

After all, it is actually a waste of time and troublesome to judge this kind of thing in public, and it is the best way to catch a group of typical public executions, and the rest to be executed according to the normal process.

Judging by the size of this high platform, the execution of a hundred people is already the limit, and the rest may be executed elsewhere.

"Citizens of Blizzard, we are the rebels who want to overthrow this decaying empire," a man who looked dressed as a general stood on a high platform and shouted to the civilians below, "We liberated this city the other day because it was oppressed by the Empire. ”

"After several days of deliberation within our rebel army, we have changed the laws of Blizzard City in order to get everyone out of this predicament."

The general's words made Najeshitan's eyes widen, and she felt quite surprised in her heart.

The first thing he did when he entered the city was not to establish authority, not to kill nobles, but to change the law, as a former imperial general and also a politically competent leader of the revolutionary army, Najehitan immediately respected the leader of the rebel army whom he had never met.

In Najehitan's eyes, the mere fact that he changed the laws of the city as soon as he entered the city already reflected the extraordinary vision and pattern of the leader of the rebel army.

"First of all," the man dressed as a general on the stage did not know the existence of Najehitan, let alone what she was thinking, but continued to shout in a loud voice: "All the cultivated land in this city belongs to the rebels. ”

In the crowd, the three people of Night Raid frowned tightly, feeling that the appetite of the rebels seemed to be a little too big and a little too much—they killed all the nobles who owned arable land, and took all the arable land in the hands of the nobles in their own hands, becoming the largest nobles.

Before the people in the audience had time to show their bitter faces, the general on the high platform continued: "But our rebel army will hand over all this cultivated land to you to plant, as long as there is no other asset enough to survive, you can cultivate another piece of cultivated land from us and cultivate it yourself." ”

The faces of the people in the audience were not happy, because in their eyes, this was no different from farming for them under the noble lord before.

"This cultivated land is free for your use, you don't have to pay us rent or rent grain for this cultivated land, everything grown in the land is yours, and you only need to pay the field tax."

The general's next sentence shook everyone in the audience, even the three people who attacked at night.

Letting people farm the land without collecting rent is something they never thought about living under the rule of the aristocracy.

If the land is given to others for planting for free, then on the premise that the rebel army does not take back the cultivated land, is it not equivalent to distributing the land to ordinary people?

"In addition, we can promise that as long as you continue to cultivate the farmland and do not break the law, then we will not take it back and keep planting it for you. But! You don't have any right to sell your farmland, and you will be sentenced to death! ”

The people in the audience were dizzy, especially those who farmed under the hands of the aristocracy, as if they had been smashed on their heads by a pie falling from the sky.

They will be given a piece of arable land that will not have to pay rent, no grain, and only need to pay a field tax, and as long as they do not break the law, that land will always be their own.

As for selling it, it will kill your head......

I finally got a piece of my own arable land, and a fool will sell it!

They farmed the land for the nobles, and a few people in a better position paid most of the grain as rent, and most of them handed over all the grain produced in the field, and lived like a long-term worker leading the grain given to them by the nobles.

Now that they have their own arable land, even if Blizzard's land tax remains unchanged and they still pay three-fifths, they won't starve to death.

Najeshitan's eyes widened in the audience, and the words of the generals on the stage echoed like thunder in her head.

Later, the generals talked about a lot of other things, and then announced the crimes and trial results of those nobles one by one, and beheaded them one by one.

But Najehitan no longer had the heart to pay attention to these little things, and all she could think about was the leader of the rebel army whose name she had only heard of but not of anyone.

Changing Blizzard's laws and distributing all the arable land to the commoners without collecting any rent almost shattered her perception of a person who had always lived in the feudal era.

What was even more terrifying was that she thought seriously about the rebel leader's decision, and found that by doing so, it was likely that the civilian population would enter an era of unprecedented ease, and that the number of people dying of starvation would be greatly reduced.

Although the other party did this, it was almost tantamount to offending the aristocracy of the entire empire - almost every nobleman was based on the tenants who had already worked in the arable land that produced the grain in their hands.

But since the other party has already laid out the uprising, and has also put almost all the nobles in this city to trial and execution, it means that this rebel army does not care about the nobles' hatred of them - or their goal is likely to be to "judge" all the nobles!

"The leader of this rebel army...... Who is it? ”

Najehitan couldn't help but think.

The first time he entered the city, he changed the law, executed all the nobles, and distributed the farmland to the commoners, and the other party must have been a strategist and politician with iron skills and lofty goals, and most likely had a high military command talent.

In Najehitan's mind, the image of a serious middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with neat beard, calm and far-reaching eyes, strategizing, and with iron-blooded murderous intent suddenly appeared.

"This is definitely an excellent leader, if you can, you must find a way to persuade him to join the revolutionary army, if you can't persuade him to join, at least cooperate with him."

Najehitan secretly set her sights.

The public execution, which began at nine o'clock in the morning and lasted until the afternoon, was followed by the execution of the hundred nobles, and most of the place on the platform was stained with blood, and the grooves that had been cut in advance on the platform flowed into the trough placed below the platform.

After all the nobles had been executed, the generals on the high platform told the commoners in the audience that there were many other nobles and lackeys of the nobles who had been sentenced to death, but there were too many of them to show them all.

Those who want to know their fate can wait for a notice issued by the rebels, which will state the outcome of their trial.

The generals then said that the public was over, and the civilians returned one by one.

"Boss, shall we go back too?"

In the crowd of civilians dispersed, the three of them remained motionless, and Leonai whispered in Najeshitan's ear.

"No," Najehitan shook her head, "let's go straight to the leader of the rebels. ”

With that, she followed the crowd towards the general in the center of the square, followed by Red Hitomi and Leonay.

"Huh? Who are you? ”

Seeing three mysterious people in cloaks walking towards him, the general pressed the sword at his waist and asked vigilantly.

"We are representatives from the Revolutionary Army," Najehitan took off the hood of her cloak neatly, "We want to meet with your higher-ups. ”

Red Pupil: ......

Leonai: Σ(っ°Д°; )っ