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Joseph thought about it for a while, and he also knew how Wren's plan should be implemented, but in the face of Joberg, the parallel trade governor, he still had to protect Joberg's face. He immediately nodded and said, "That's a good idea, you can try it." He hesitated for a moment, and asked with some uncertainty: "Are the rebels really going to slaughter the city?"

Joberg twitched the corners of his mouth, and instead of answering his words, he took a deep breath and coughed twice. The noisy hall fell silent for a moment, and all eyes were focused on Joberg. The Doge may not have much presence outside of Myrein, but he still has a lot of status in the city. After all, he lives here and controls the joys and sorrows of the people who live here.

Joberg kept his tone as low as he could, his emotions sad. These people in the hall are all councilors of various neighborhoods, those who have great prestige among the commoners, and to a certain extent, the golden aristocracy rules the aristocratic class, the aristocratic class rules the privileged class, and the privileged class rules the elite class, and these people are the elite class. They are the guarantee and foundation of the ruler's rule over the common people. A bill, a policy, only when they are satisfied and approved, will the common people accept it, otherwise it can only be forcibly promoted, and eventually many contradictions will be formed.

Joberg invited these people to tell the low-level commoners to solve the problems that he, the nobleman, was not easy to solve.

"There's very bad news!", the opening is about to be shocking, this bit of experience and experience in speech Joberg still has, maybe he only has this little ability left. "The rebels outside the city have decided to slaughter the city of Mirin after the capture of it, and slaughter us completely. ”

His words exploded through the crowd like a huge burst of fireball, and everyone jumped to their feet, burned by the scorching flames. At this moment, the entire hall was only filled with the sound of a tsunami, and everyone's face had a look of complete disbelief in horror. They could not imagine why the rebels were slaughtering the city, and everyone was expressing their opinions so loudly that they could not hear who was saying what at all, and all the voices came together and became a cacophony of noise.

Joberg frowned, his ears endured, and he raised his hand again and again to make people start to shut their mouths, and he said, "One by one, I can't hear what you're trying to say. He looked at the crowd and picked out a more pleasing one, and raised his hand to point, "You say it first." ”

The man he named was an old man in his seventies, dressed in sackcloth, who looked no different from the old man of a poor family who was basking in the sun on the side of the road and waiting to die. But those who can enter this room, who can be summoned at this time, have great prestige and status in their neighborhood. The old man's face was extremely ugly, as if he had died of a relative, and his tone was not so submissive, with a hint of gunpowder, "Your Excellency the Governor, may I ask where you got this news from?"

The distrust in his eyes hurt Joberg deeply, and Joberg squinted at the old man, who straightened his back and raised his chin. Secretly scolding in his heart, the old immortal, and the corners of his eyes twitched, Joberg still answered the question, "The news was told to me by Viscount Wren, and I also got confirmation from my channels. ”

The old guy not only did not retreat into the crowd because of this answer, but became even more aggressive, "Why do the rebels want to slaughter the city? Also, if we open the city and surrender, will the other side give up the slaughter." ”

His words once again ignited a heated discussion, if the surrender of Kaesong could avoid everyone being slaughtered, these people would definitely not hesitate to give up Joberg as a governor. After all, the lives of all the people in a whole city, compared with the lives of a person like Jolberg, can still be clearly distinguished. When the time comes, Jobberg will "commit suicide", and wouldn't it be too cost-effective for everyone to open the door and sacrifice the city in exchange for a peace?

Joberg's face became extremely ugly, and there was a hint of panic in the depths of his eyes, how could this plot not be the same as his script? A few drops of sweat leaked from the sideburns of his forehead, and just as he opened his mouth to answer the question, Joseph stepped forward and blocked in front of Joberg.

"What the councillor said is a bit ridiculous, why did the rebels slaughter the city? Of course it can't be because of one person or one thing. There must be an important reason why the slaughter of the city is not to kill a few little chickens, and the Governor was originally reluctant to say it, which will make you feel more pressure. But your inquiry, and the eagerness of everyone to know the truth, make it my only choice to answer this question for the Governor, and I hope that the Governor will forgive me for my rudeness. Joberg was stunned, smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, and agreed to Joseph's request.

Joseph's face changed and became extremely solemn, "In order to rescue Milin City from being captured by the rebels, His Excellency Viscount Rennes chose to attack the fiefdom of the rebel leader with limited troops, hoping to let these rebels disband and return to his lair. However, Lord Wren did not realize that these rebels had fallen into madness, and even when Lord Wren succeeded in exterminating the families of these rebels, beheading their family members and showing them all the way to the imperial capital, these frenzied rebels still did not choose to retreat, but chose to continue the siege, and they wanted to pass on the damage to us. ”

"They said that they would slaughter the whole city of Mirin for the burial of their families and the souls of their people. This is not a hatred that can be dissolved by surrendering to Kaesong, and even if you crawl out of the gates, prostrate at the feet of the rebels, and sacrifice your wealth and your wives and daughters, they will not hesitate to cut off your heads as spoils of their revenge. Joseph sneered, the laughter was filled with too much sarcasm and ridicule, as if he was laughing at these people at this time still thinking of begging for peace, "If surrender can resolve the dispute, then Mr. Joberg will stand up at the first time and solve this trouble." ”

The old man's face changed suddenly, he had a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know how to express them at this time. Joseph was right, and if things were as he said, then there was no possibility of surrender. But the old man always felt an awkward feeling in his heart, as if he had been driven into a fast-running carriage, and he couldn't get up.

Joseph just used a little trick to steal two concepts, not only wiping Wren's ass, but kidnapping everyone.

The people quarreled and shouted again, and no one could maintain a good attitude in the face of the slaughter. This is a matter of life and death for a family and a clan!

"Be quiet!", Joseph clapped his face, "and now the only thing we can do, and must do, is to let everyone know." We have to work together, twist into a rope from top to bottom, and everyone will fight for the city, for the family, for the clan. We need to unite now, not question each other, and I know that some of you are thinking about other things, like escaping from the city, and it's okay, I'll give you a chance to leave. You are not as important as you think, and Mirin does not need you, just as you do not need the protection of Mirin City. ”

"But the rest of us, those who are willing to trust the Governor and His Excellency Viscount Rennes, we should stand together. The Governor just told me that he is willing to take out 35,000 gold coins from the public and private coffers to recruit at least 50,000 warriors who are willing to fight for Milin City, and live and die together with us!"

"You spread the word now and let everyone know. Don't worry about affecting their rest, because after tomorrow, if we still fail, then they can rest forever. Joseph glanced at Joberg, "I'm done talking, and you're leaving at once." ”

Whether or not the councillors believed what the Governor and his chief of staff had said, the news spread throughout the city in a very short time. The lights of each house were lit, and people took to the streets to talk about it. Some were frightened and wept bitterly. There are also people who are furious and angry. Joseph's men soon registered more than 10,000 young warriors who were willing to walk up to the city walls and live and die with the city.

As time passed, Joseph believed that more people would take to the wall, even unpaid, to resist the attacks of the rebels from outside the city.

Of course, there is truth, goodness and beauty, but there must also be ugliness and evil, and people's hearts and human nature are inherently changeable and ugly. There was also a group of people who packed up their belongings and shouted that they wanted to leave the city to join the rebels. Joseph had long anticipated and planned the actions of these people. He ordered a soft ladder to be lowered at the top of the wall, and under the vicious gaze of the soldiers and the hostile gaze of other civilians, the nearly 1,000 "defectors" left the city of Mirin under the cover of night.

They walked to the rebel camp outside the city with torches, and shouted slogans of surrender and mercy, cursing for the cruelty of Joberg and singing praises of the greatness of the rebels.

However, they were greeted not by smiling faces, but by a column of knights rushing out of the camp. The knights indifferently raised their swords and spears, and two back-and-forth charges slaughtered the group. There were still some people on the wall who chose to wait and see, silently retreated from the top of the wall, returned to their neighborhoods, and began to recruit warriors.

"You seem to know what happened to them. Although it was the height of summer, the temperature at this time was only a dozen degrees. The climate on the steppe is always like this, it can heat people to death during the day, and freeze to death at night. He shook off his robe and turned his face to look at Joseph.

Joseph smiled casually, with a deep contempt in his eyes, and he swept contemptuously at the distant torches that were gradually extinguished, but the corpses that could still be seen on the ground, "Of course I know, Lord Governor. Maybe you don't know that when you are angry, even in the face of good things, you will not have love and pity, but want to destroy. Wren killed so many of their families, they were angry at this time, this group of people was tantamount to sending them into their hands to give them a target to vent their anger and hatred, why should they accept them?"

"If there are still people who insist on going on, that's what we should be worried about. Because they have passed such a vent, they can calm down a little, as long as they are not all fools and are willing to accept some of them, it is enough to dissolve our plan. The ugliness of human nature is described in a calm tone in Joseph's mouth, which can only make him feel more and more stupid and the malice of this world, "You see, those untouchables who still have the flame of hope have finally died, and they will expect us to defeat the enemy more than anyone else." (To be continued.) )