When war really starts, people will find that it will always come quietly and quietly, but it is forewarned in advance.

Today, the Viscounty of Lane has fallen into a state of turmoil, and the commoners have taken over almost all parts of the Viscounty.

The only place left for the nobles to live in was the Upper Town of the Steel City.

The nobles who survived and were not dragged by the commoners to parade and behead in the streets were almost all gathered on the last isolated island in the Upper City of Steel.

In the city hall, the red-robed referee was already a little depressed in the face of the situation in front of him, and he really couldn't figure out what Viscount Ryan wanted to do. What was he waiting for?

Could it be that Viscount Lane himself wants to destroy his own viscountdom?

If Viscount Ryan wants the civilians to destroy his territory, then why bother confronting the Empire's army?

If you simply let the army of the empire in, then destroying the viscount will only be a matter of moments.

Almost all of the nobles who are now stuck on the last isolated island in the upper city do not understand what Viscount Lane really thinks.

Many nobles have expressed their thoughts to Viscount Lane again and again, and have asked Viscount Lane to send a message for help again and again, hoping that Viscount Lane can save them.

After all, for the nobles trapped in Shangcheng at the moment, the forces in their hands are simply not enough to break out, and the imperial army is completely uncontactable.

The only one who could save them from the island was probably the master of the Viscountdom, Viscount Lane.

It's a pity that the distress signals sent by all the nobles, even the willingness to give all their lives, could not impress Viscount Lane.

Judging from the news from Viscount Lane, Viscount Lane said that his forces were all held back by the Empire on the border.

Now he himself is trapped in the Viscount's Castle, and the remaining forces at his hands are simply not enough to defeat the crazy and fanatical people.

"Bang" The red-robed referee slapped his palm heavily on the table top in the conference room, and the wooden table top instantly showed a terrifying crack.

Everyone present was silent, and they didn't dare to speak casually at this time, for fear that they would completely anger the referee.

After a long time, the red-clothed referee said with a gloomy face: "Ryan, this bastard, is obviously deliberately shirking, his own territory, will he not be able to suppress those people? I'm afraid, as long as he comes forward to say a word, the mob outside will quickly retreat, and fight with us here, hum, obviously he just wants to watch us fight with civilians." ”

The archon suddenly cried and said, "Lord Judge, now, what should we do now?"

The referee is also very depressed at this time, and he really doesn't know what to do next?

Originally, the red-clothed magistrate planned to compromise with Viscount Lane, stabilize Viscount Lane first, and let him send troops to quell the popular riots.

But what I didn't expect was that Viscount Lane agreed on the one hand, but on the other hand, he didn't contribute at all.

On the contrary, the nobles who constantly guided the viscount county poured into the upper city of the steel capital one by one like moths to the fire.

As a result, almost all the nobles of the viscount are now trapped in the upper city, which is equivalent to being wiped out by the people at any time.

If the people really break through the upper city, then Viscount Lane will no longer have nobles, so what will Viscount Lane do next?

At this time, an astonishing thought suddenly appeared in the heart of the chief referee: Could it be that Viscount Lane really intends to establish a country?

Clearing out all the nobles in his own territory, along with the people of the empire and the church, and then establishing a state, will save him a lot of trouble, and when the time comes, he will only need to pardon the sins of the rioting people, and then he will gain the support of all the people.

After all, the group of people outside who have already launched a riot is tantamount to offending the nobles of the entire empire, and there is no other way but to join Viscount Lane.

Sure enough, it was a good calculation, but I really didn't expect that Viscount Ryan had been thinking about it for so many years, and he was actually preparing such a ruthless move.

It must be admitted that this move is indeed very spicy, and it has almost driven the people of the entire viscount to the point of no return.

The chief referee looked at the group of people present, whether it was the Archon stationed by the Empire, or the head of the garrison with an unclear camp, or the baron from the twelve golden nobles, and the half-blood dragon countryman.

These guys, all self-righteous, think that they will always be superior to others, but in fact they are just a bunch of good-for-nothing guys.

Compared to Viscount Lane, these guys are just a bunch of kids who have played with their families.

They don't want to compete with Viscount Lane, and they don't even have the qualifications to follow Viscount Lane.

Now, caught in such a desperate situation, these guys are still daydreaming one by one, making their own little calculations.

Hey, if there are such people in the Empire, how can they defeat Viscount Lane, and how can they not go into decay?

Thinking of this, the referee really felt exhausted, and felt as if he should have given up a long time ago, and should not continue to help the group of mud in front of him who couldn't support the wall.

When the referee was about to give up and get up and leave the meeting, which was completely inconclusive.

Suddenly, someone rushed into the conference room and said in horror: "No, no, it's not good, the Sea Clan, it's the Sea Clan." ”

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what the guy who suddenly rushed in, what did he mean by such words?

However, after a short period of stunned, the referee quickly understood what the guy who rushed in meant.

Step forward and grab the messenger and ask, "What did you say? ”

The man gasped for a long time before saying: "Yes, it's the Sea Clan, they have raised the sea level, and now they are invading with the help of the waves, and most of the provinces in the south have been flooded, and now the Empire is trying to find a way to transfer the troops on the periphery of the viscount to go back to resist the invasion of the Sea Clan, we, our request for help has been completely rejected." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present completely lost their minds, and they all sat there blankly.

After a long time, several nobles who were qualified to participate in the meeting couldn't help but whisper: "It's over, it's over, it's all over." ”

The consuls also sat down in a daze, completely devoid of their previous strength, and also felt that they had been driven to a dead end.

Now that the Empire is too busy dealing with the Sea Clan to take care of the affairs of Viscount Lane's side, it is inevitable that their request for help will be dismissed.

And if the empire does not have reinforcements coming, it is equivalent to saying that these people present have no choice but to sit here and wait for death.

Now everyone's fate is in the hands of Viscount Lane, and they only need to wait for an order from the Viscount.

"Bang bang bang" There was a gunshot outside the window, and it was clear that there was no need to look at the people present, it should be the sound of the people attacking.

It seems that the people surrounding the upper city should have been ordered to start a final offensive against the nobles of the upper city.

The red-robed referee finally sat down and muttered, "It seems that we have no chance at all, and we have been reduced to a group of people waiting to die on an isolated island." ”