The rights and wrongs of the White Horse City seem to be isolated from the majestic walls of the city, and the people in the city are like devils in gorgeous appearances, and everyone has two devils full of intrigue and wild beasts in their hearts.

In the ruling class of the city, there was a smell of repression and intrigue everywhere, and by this time everyone realized that things were not simple.

From the outbreak of the war to the current Great Depression, there seems to be a black hand behind all this, everyone is being played by this black hand, all the conspiracies are linked one by one, and the feeling of depression that rushes like a tide makes everyone feel suffocated.

And at the center of all this vortex, Lesterlo, the representative of the aristocracy, was helpless, and everything in the city began to crumble.

At a secret meeting of the aristocracy, Lesterlos said dejectedly: "The Great Depression is like an unstoppable majestic tide, and everything is moving towards the point of no return. The never-falling White Horse City is like the strongest castle in the world, it has not been broken by powerful enemies with spears and swords, but it has collapsed in the chaos within!"

To be the leader of Whitehorse, Lestero not only has a glorious background, but more importantly, in such a commercial conspiracy city, his means and wisdom should not be underestimated, but everything he is facing now makes him feel suffocated.

Outside the city.

Countless powerful enemies were eyeing each other, and Lesterlos didn't understand until the moment the economy collapsed why Wang Xiaotian had been standing still.

In fact, Wang Xiaotian didn't need to shed blood and sacrifice, he was like a king sitting on that cold throne, quietly watching his enemies collapse in front of him, just like watching a great human drama, and White Horse City collapsed into his own hands inexplicably.

"No, I can't sit still! The ancient glory of White Horse City cannot fall in my hands!"

Lesterlos has a sense of honor and mission that is characteristic of the aristocracy, and even in such desperate situations, he has a sense of responsibility from the heart. It's like a captain who knows that the ship is about to sink, but he still has no hesitation to perish with the big ship.

"The number of orcs outside is not as large as the humans in our city! as long as I can motivate them, there is room for redemption......" Lesterlos thought carefully, and now there is only a desperate fight, like a narrow road to meet the enemy, and only the brave can get out of the way of survival.

"Oh no! Something's going on in the city!"

At this time, a very bad news came.

The workers rioted!

People are like this sometimes, when faced with irreparable desperate situations, they can always burst out with amazing combat effectiveness. In Whitehorse, where merchants held wealth, the aristocracy ruled over the people, and workers and peasants were the lowest-level components of Whitehorse.

At this time, the Great Depression in Whitehorse City, all the merchants and chambers of commerce could not trade normally, the workers naturally could not get wages and food, and the desperate workers in their hearts were like a ball of explosives about to explode, which exploded at one point.

All that is needed is a Mars.

The workers' revolt throughout White Horse took place with ingenuity and timing that was incomparably coincidental. As Lesterlos prepared to unite the city for a final counterattack, the workers, representing the people, revolted, pushing them completely against the aristocracy.

As everyone knows.

At such a critical juncture, the nobles and merchants were allies in the same boat, and the merchant chamber of commerce had been trying to appease the inhabitants of Whitehorse, regulating the price of grain, and reassuring the workers. The merchants, who served as a bridge between the aristocracy and the workers, were an indispensable part of the disaster.

In fact.

The role played by the merchants was also unexpectedly significant, such as Jonas, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, who had been running to appease the workers, and even reposted funds to appease the workers, and he had been actively campaigning as a representative of the merchants, and from this point, Lesterlos felt that without these merchants, the Great Depression of the whole of Whitehorse would have erupted more ferociously.

But the crux of the matter also arises with businessmen.

As a result of the Great Depression, there were several big merchants, like the shareholders of the nineteenth century, who could not sell their large quantities of goods, while the workers below were waiting to be fed, and the nobles above were constantly pressuring them to appease the workers.

These merchants were caught between the aristocracy and the workers, and were burdened with enormous debts. In such a sudden Great Depression, they were left with nothing, and the aristocracy still demanded that they intervene to appease the workers.

Merchants are the representatives of wealth in Whitehorse City, but at this time, merchants have lost their wealth, and they have no corresponding rights to protect them, so they have become poor creatures like gas bags.

Thereupon.

Early one morning, the merchants met and hanged themselves!

Originally, these things were not a big deal, but in such a tense situation, there was more than one case of businessmen hanging themselves or jumping off buildings, and countless suicides in the entire White Horse City were due to great pressure.

But the point is that the workers under these merchants panicked, their employers died, and their food and clothing parents died. Having lost their source of income and food, their wives and children are starving and crying.

Like a drowning man who has lost the last straw, the despair and hatred of these workers begin to pervade, and finally these negative emotions begin to ferment, gradually turning into irritability and rage.

To make matters worse, they have lost hope in life, but there are still some workers in the city whose employers are still holding on, which makes them more and more dissatisfied.

People do not hate poverty, but they hate injustice.

Why should we starve to death while they, the workers, live!

Then some of the radicals who had lost hope began to become irrational, and these radicals incited a large number of workers to form an organization called the "Self-Help Society", and the conflict broke out when the workers who had lost the help of the businessmen joined together.

They began mass demonstrations and storms of the executive branch, and in one clash the militants of the Self-Salvation Society caused bloodshed.

Blood!

In such a manic time, any blood will push the event to the point of irrepressibility, everyone is like a red-eyed beast, the wildness in their hearts is completely released, despair turns into a smashing force, and the aristocracy and the working class officially collide.

A nobleman was killed by a chaotic crowd during a conflict!