The neat footsteps of the hoplites struck Valk and Wright like hammers, causing them to feel their blood rush to their scalps, as if their veins were about to burst, and the young man who had been guarding the entrance with Valk had already fainted in fright, and fell to the ground like a dead corpse.

Resisting the fear in his heart, Valk picked up a large wooden stick from the ground and struck a large gong behind him vigorously, and the sound of "dangdang" was heard.

The man who was about to visit the door stopped, picked up an iron pickaxe from the door of his friend's house and rushed to the entrance of the mine;

The person pushing the cart put down the cart, picked up the straw fork placed on the cart, and followed the footsteps of the workers next to him;

The panting old worker, picking up the crutches in his hand that could be used as weapons, joined the surging crowd with a determined gaze;

The moment came, and when it was decided to strike yesterday, Valc told everyone that the nobles would definitely come looking for trouble.

However, everyone can't admit it, we must be tough with the nobles to the end, the miners of the whole province are watching our Beishan mine, if we are soft, the strike in Bithynia will be no fun, and the money everyone wants will be gone!

Only when everyone is tough and unanimously resists the nobles, those who are usually used to being powerful will know that the miners are not easy to bully, and they will compromise!

Looking at the more and more workers gathered around him, Valker kept cheering himself on.

"They must not be soft, they will definitely compromise!"

"They can't afford it, and if they don't make a delivery, Big Brother Gerald will impose a sky-high fine on them. ”

Thinking of this, Valker felt a little more confident. Take a step forward and swing your pickaxe at the heavy infantry in great strides, like a dragon-slaying warrior swinging his sword at the evil dragon.

"Despicable nobles, stop your steps, the miners of Beishan are not easy to mess with!"

Valker's rough personality is very marketable among the miners in the rectum, he roared, and the miners behind him waved various "weapons" in their hands in line with Valker's words, and for a while, the momentum here was not inferior to the neat and powerful aristocratic private soldiers.

It's like a bold statement taken from Walker. The heavy infantry suddenly and neatly stopped. The ground seemed to tremble a little as he took the last step, which made Valker cringe instinctively, but quickly puffed up his chest again.

There is nothing remarkable about these noble private soldiers, they are just bluffing.

The ranks of the heavy infantry wanted to separate on both sides. Francis, with elaborate gold ornaments on his clothes, walked out with a large group of richly dressed nobles. The old marquis's face was gloomy and terrifying. Dark clouds that seem to be about to strike with thunder and lightning.

"What about Egbert? Francis didn't look at Valk at the front, but looked for the miner leader with whom he was negotiating.

"Love, Big Brother Egbert is sick. Now I'm in charge, and you can tell me whatever you want. Valk said with some annoyance.

This old guy's eyes are too bad, Lao Tzu is standing at the front, and I must be the one in charge.

"You?" Francis looked at the five big and three thick scarred men in front of him, he never thought that this guy who seemed to have more muscles than brains would actually seize the power of Egbert, in his mind, the person who could carry out a coup d'état was at least a guy with the same level of intelligence as Egbert.

Now is not the time to think about this, Francis put away these messy thoughts, and said coldly to Valcke: "What are you stopping work for, I have made an agreement with you before, and continue to produce according to the previous wages until we have a result in negotiations." ”

Francis took advantage of the situation as soon as he came up, trying to bring the miners to their knees through righteous reprimands.

Unfortunately, this may work for the well-mannered or sanctimonious aristocrats, but it is not suitable for the miners who are instigated.

Valk yelled in annoyance: "Let's talk, let's talk, you haven't come up with anything after talking for so long, don't think I don't know what you think, when we're done digging, you can fire us and find a new batch of miners, and then there will be nothing to do with us!"

"How is that possible!" Francis was also annoyed, and seemed to be very confused about what Valk was saying, "How can I have such an idea, the nobleman said that the words of Lu are like signing a good contract, since I am negotiating with Egbert, I have not thought of abandoning you!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't believe you aristocrats, just like that guy!" Valker gestured to Blake, who was standing next to Francis, "He allowed us a raise, and it turned out like a fart." ”

Blake's face was red and white, and he looked extremely embarrassed, and he was accused of not keeping his word in front of so many nobles, which was a serious blow to Blake's reputation.

Blake, who blushed, simply ignored the eyes of others and yelled at Valker: "What if I don't want to give you a wage increase! How about I just want to fire all the workers in my mine!

Valker's grief and indignation stuck the iron pickaxe on the ground, and hammered his chest with remorse, quite a little blamed for saying something like dismissal just now, and now, it will really lead to the dismissal of some workers, and the miners of Bithynia, who are bitter, naturally hug together because everyone lives at the bottom of the society, and they have a good relationship with each other, and now, Valk feels that he has hurt his brother.

"Enough, you nobles who have been yours, don't say any more, unless you give us more than double our wages immediately, we will not return to work!" Valker roared, raising his pickaxe high in the dirt, and he looked like a leader.

"Yes!

"Raise wages!"

The miners behind Valk clamored one after another, and for a while, the momentum completely overwhelmed the private soldiers brought by the nobles.

"My lord, we can't reason with them anymore, it's time to use force, or they will think we are easy to bully. The old nobleman leaned into Francis' ear and said.

So far, that's all there is to it!

Thinking of the huge sky-high fine, Francis waved his hand, "Noble private soldiers! Listen to my orders! Try not to die, do it!"

"Whoa!"

The soldiers raised their long knives without drawing their magazines and ran past Francis, rushing to the pickaxe-wielding miners.

It's not that Francis is merciful and unwilling to hurt the miners, he is mainly afraid that the private soldiers will kill these miners, and then recruit miners to mine again, and the novice who is unskilled will not be able to complete the output within the specified time, he will still be fined by Gerald.

Although the knife was not opened, but the private soldiers who have been trained for military training for a long time can not be resisted by the miners, the heavy armor private soldiers take the lead, and the iron picks of the miners can only splash sparks in the heavy armor, but there is little substantive effect, the heavy armor soldiers quickly broke through the first line of defense of the miners, and directly plunged into the crowd, it seems that a big wave knocked the flames down, so that the miners' originally high arrogance was lowered a lot.

Within a few blows, the miners were beaten by the private soldiers and had to retreat step by step towards the residential areas halfway up the mountain.

Annoyed, Valk tried to hit the helmetless head of a lightly armed private with the tip of his pickaxe, but was blocked by Wright with a pickaxe.

Seeing Wright shake his head firmly, Valk was very unhappy and swept the lightly armed private soldier with the other side of his iron pickaxe, sweeping him out of the gang.

Don't kill people unless you have to, this is one of Wright's conditions for supporting Valk, and Walker also knows that if someone really dies, this is an endless life-and-death feud, and the nobles will definitely not let him go for the sake of face, and will even anger all the miners in Beishan.

In another corner of the battle, a heavy infantry swung his sword, and the heavy and heavy knife box struck the shoulder of the white-haired old miner, and immediately a large bruise, causing an old miner to sit on the ground with his shoulders covered.

"Hehe, old fellow, you just lie down well, a handful of old bones still have to go!"

With that, the private soldier took out a mouthful of thick phlegm and shot it in the face of the old miner sitting on the ground.

"Grandpa!"

Valk, who was fighting with a private soldier, was furious when he saw this, kicked the noble private soldier who was close to him, ran towards the heavily armored soldier, and slammed the tip of his pickaxe into the private soldier.

"Bang!" The iron pickaxe was actually embedded in the armor of the heavy armor, and Wright, who saw this scene, suddenly dripped, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Oh no!

"How can it be so easy, this is the best heavy armor, those mine nobles are willing to spend money, although this kind of heavy armor cannot reach the strength of the army's standard heavy armor, but it is not something that an iron pickaxe can smash through. (To be continued......)