readx;? The scorching sun of late autumn hangs high in the sky, and I have to say that the sun of the autumn tiger has its own viciousness, probably because the bare riverbed next to the military camp seems to be so dry. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you see!" said a soldier dressed in the uniform of the town militia, pointing to a fat man hanging from the entrance of the barracks, "that is the steward of the Ibu family, to whom you used to be loyal! He exploits everyone! He oppresses everyone! The hardest and most tiring work is done by our serf brothers! But the most beautiful girl, the best food, and the best shelter are all enjoyed by them!

Behind this soldier were dozens of thinly dressed serfs, their eyes were glazed, and their expressions were a little cringe and numb, but listening to the soldier's questioning, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of all the serfs.

"Because this is the rotten Eevee! It has rotted to the bone! It has allowed this ugly dead fat man to ride on the necks of these important members of your family! It is because the rotten Eevee has become hopeless! Look at the Ibu to whom you are allegiant! Is there any one from the Eevee family who has so far come to save you loyal subjects!?" The soldier continued to agitate, only this time the reaction of the serfs was more intuitive, and some serfs began to show some undetectable agitation.

And Bonaparte, who was standing in the distance and watching everything that was happening, just chuckled and walked away slowly, the instigation of this town militia was actually led by Bonaparte, and what Bonaparte had to do was to arouse the anger of this group of oppressed serfs, so that they began to ignore and even be hostile to their original master---- Eevee!

In fact, if Bonaparte succeeded in arousing the class contradictions of this group of serfs, then this group of serfs representing the proletariat would definitely have a complete grudge against all the aristocratic classes, but Bonaparte's current strategic policy is to try to get the support of the aristocratic class.

Bonaparte's present situation is not good, Bonaparte dreamed that only the aristocracy can give more complete, but what the proletariat can give is broken, because once the class contradictions are aroused, the irrational proletariat will definitely use the most violent and irrational methods to break the existing class structure, such as: revolution!

Once the proletarian revolution took place in the kingdom of Lindu, it would inevitably lead to a protracted civil war, which could directly lead to the division of the kingdom of Lindu or its annexation! This was something Bonaparte did not want to see! Bonaparte's dream was to gain the approval of the majority of the aristocracy, and finally to steal the throne of supreme power as a matter of course, so that he would get the most complete!

"Captain, there are 2,000 prisoners this time, and 1,600 are willing to join the ranks of the 'redeemers', and Marcelo, who was following Bonaparte, was telling Bonaparte about the captives.

Bonaparte waved his hand to stop Marcelo's report, and instead asked, "Marcelo, where are the Malmö army?"

"According to the reconnaissance of the Silver Knight team of the Defoe Knights, it seems that they have reached the outskirts of Imura and are heading towards us. Marcelo told the truth.

"It's still coming!" Bonaparte sighed, and then walked towards where Defoe was stationed, "By the way, is there any news of Baron Droe?"

"According to old Lord Hillman, Baron Dro's army has been stationed in the northern part of Lieyuan Town for some reason. Marcelo reluctantly replied as he received the data paperwork he had prepared for a long time.

"What a trouble," Bonaparte shook his head, "Has Defoe's knight squad been formed?"

Just as Bonaparte turned to ask Marcelo, Defoe appeared beside Bonaparte at some point and replied, "My lord!

"Oh, it's the knight of Defoe!" Seeing that the person who answered was Defoe, Bonaparte kindly patted Defoe on the shoulder and asked, "Are you doing well with me?"

"Back to my lord, Defoe is very good here, and the formation of the Silver Knight Squad has helped me a lot of training, and I have benefited a lot in the process. Defoe replied sincerely.

"Haha, I also want to thank the knight Defoe for his help! Without your help, how could I have a knight army that can gallop through thousands of troops!" Bonaparte praised heartily: "The scene where you slashed and charged in the middle of the army yesterday was really magnificent!"

Hearing Bonaparte's praise, Defoe couldn't help but blush, but then Bonaparte's sugar-coated cannonball: "The combat power of Knight Defoe is naturally beyond doubt, but it's ridiculous to say, my guards can't even control mules and horses at this time, I hope Knight Defoe will take the time to train me on the riding skills of the guards, of course, I also want to learn riding skills!"

"Huh?" Defoe apparently had not yet reacted from Bonaparte's tall hat.

"Well, then it's decided, and from today onwards the training of the Guards will be handed over to you!" said Bonaparte, leaving without looking back, leaving Defoe alone in the wind.

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