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It was really interesting to meet two Brockmans in Newinn Harbor in one day! Du Chen touched his nose and sneered secretly in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The real Brockman has a small Tyr beast by his side, which is inconvenient to follow, and the fake one is also very cautious, and the deboning brought back the news that he and the mercenaries have left the dilapidated courtyard and appeared in another stronghold, but as long as they are still in Newinn Harbor, they can't escape, after all, the city is still surnamed Du!

After visiting the city for two days, he had an in-depth understanding of the situation after the disaster, and sure enough, it was worse than the officials described, but there was one thing that made Du Chen very puzzled, including the beggars and displaced people who witnessed the disaster, everyone said that there were tens of thousands of fishmen who attacked the city this time, but in the end only more than a thousand old and weak women and children who could not be avoided died, tens of thousands to thousand, this ratio is unbelievable - even if three or five fishmen eat one human, the number of casualties is far more than that.

Could it be that the fish-people who feed on humans are kind-hearted and not moved to see so many 'rations'?

Another point is that although the city is dilapidated, the real loss of property is not much, and the most intuitive point is that the vaults of the gold banks in the city have not even been looted...... What it really means is that there is no shortage of money in the vault!

It seems that the official who reported the situation to Du Chen didn't conduct an on-site investigation at all, but just remembered a few important numbers and went to talk nonsense with the lord.

In this regard, Potter pushed his glasses and guessed: "One didn't kill people on a large scale, and the other didn't rob the vault, did the fishmen and bandits collude together just to go around Newinn Harbor?" or ...... Are they doing something else and have no time to loot cities and people?"

With insufficient information at hand, Potter couldn't come up with any more inferences, so he stood behind Du Chen, looking with everyone at a small beggar on the side of the street in the distance with great interest.

At this moment in the evening, the sky was overcast and the clouds were thick, and the cold wind blew on the streets, and the debris swirled and flew along the corners, and from time to time fell on the little beggar, who was covered in tattered clothes and covered with mud, and nestled on the side of the street with a frightened and sluggish expression, his legs standing up in a daze, and his chapped lips could only make a 'whine' sound.

The mouth opened and closed, "wow", like a lost toad.

There were two lines of dried tears under the corners of his eyes, two white marks washed out on his dark cheeks, and he struggled to move his body, trying to avoid the mocking and pitying gazes of passers-by, but his appearance was occasionally exchanged for a chaotic 'clanging' in front of him—someone had given a few copper coins again...... I, I don't want money, I'm not a beggar!

He stupidly looked at the dozen or so copper coins in front of him, and his mind went blank!

"Your Excellency, it's okay!" The little beggar was surrounded by several older beggars and homeless people, who opened their mouths to beg for food from the passers-by who were not well dressed, humble and sad, one of them had just asked for a piece of rusk, gobbling it up, and seeing the little beggar's sluggish and pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and pushed him, "Hey, speak, if you don't say a few nice words, who can give you food! Now there are many people in the city, and the food issued by the Holy Sect is not enough, if we don't want to starve to death, we have to ......."

Suddenly, the little beggar's godless eyes widened angrily, and he screamed and waved his hands wildly.

Damn, damn it! I, Crown Prince of the Nano Empire, how can Cassini want someone to beg for food!? God, it's a shame.

Also, you bastard beggars stay away from me, you stink to death!

Cassini couldn't speak, his legs couldn't walk, so he had to wave his hands vigorously and push away the beggars around him.

"Hey, you stinky boy, I kindly remind you, you still dare to push me!?" The beggar was furious, grabbed Cassini and threw him into the street, "Look at your pitiful, you came out to beg for food at a young age, so you can occupy a place on our 'point', okay, dare to go wild, get out!"

"Woo! Woo!" Cassini lay in the middle of the street, pounding the ground in a rage, but he could not say anything.

Francis, you fucking dare to make Lao Tzu a beggar, you wait, Lao Tzu is not finished with you, damn, I don't want to be a beggar!!

No one reacted to the grief in Causini's heart, oh, except God, and in a short time the already gloomy sky became more and more dreary, and a light rain began to fall on Cassini's head.

"Woo!" Cassini covered his nose with one hand, his body was covered with dry and hard rotten mud, which was now poured by the rain, and immediately emitted a disgusting stench. And the other hand is tightly covering the pocket of his clothes - the inside is given by the senior brother, the 'antidote' for ten days, and it must not be wet by the rain. Francis, you are ruthless enough! Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will never let you go! You wait for Lao Tzu's revenge! He gritted his teeth and endured it.

In the distance, Potter said to Du Chen a little unbearably: "Is this good? After all, Cassini is just a child, and you can let him be a beggar, why do you still ask Mr. Brooke to draw the rain to trick him!"

Du Chen shrugged his shoulders and said with a light smile: "Whether this is good or bad, you will know after a while." ”

The rain on the street was getting heavier and heavier, and Cassini was in the middle of the street, accidentally stepped on a few feet by pedestrians who were hurrying to hide from the rain, and he cried in pain, but his 'whine' voice was a cry of heaven, and the earth was not working...... Only the dripping rain resonated with him.

In the end, the group of beggars who threw him out saw that he was pitiful, and carried him back again, "Alas, it turned out to be a lame mute, forget it, your appearance can also make many adults show mercy, follow us in the future, and guarantee that you will eat!"

Cacini was carried into the alley by a few beggars, and his hands were clawed with horror, as if the dim alley was a monster devouring people...... Seeing all this, Du Chen's heart was filled with a sour feeling, back then, he also entered the gang like this, and then, Cassini should see the darkness of the lowest level of society, and can also experience the hardships of the lowest level of society...... As for whether he hates himself to the core, or can he be touched, it depends on the arrangement of the goddess of fate. Oh, bah, it's a matter of creation!

I've lived in the Fighting God World for a long time, and I'm about to be assimilated here.

Shaking his robe, standing up, and taking off the ordinary clothes that were covered outside, Du Chen's face became gloomy, "The situation is almost touched, go, go to the City Lord's Mansion and take over the city!"

Located in the center of Newinn Harbour, the Lord's Mansion was the hardest hit place, but it was also the first place to be repaired after the disaster, when the boxy, three-in-three-out aristocratic manor had been repainted, and even the foyer and flower gallery had been replanted.

"Stop, this is the City Lord's Mansion! Idle people are exempt from entering!" Two rows of guards at the door stopped Du Chen. The guards who had seen Du Chen were either killed or fled when the fishmen ransacked, and these temporary recruits didn't even know Du Chen.

Du Chen snorted, the ice and snow in front of him fused, shook the spear, strode forward, and said coldly: "Let everyone above the viscount and the political axe in this city come to see me, I am Francis, the master of this city!"

Harry had already displayed the token and token in the back, and the guards were startled, and immediately ecstatic, and shouted: "Your Excellency is back to the house......!"

What do cities need most in the aftermath of a catastrophe? food, supplies, rescue teams...... These are all secondary, what the 100,000 civilians in Newinn Harbor urgently need now is a leader who can give them hope, a leader who can let them see what the future looks like! In a disaster, the spiritual pillar is the most important, this can be given by the Holy Religion, and the Imperial Political Axe can also be given, but they are not as good as Lord Newin, Lord Francis, who is also a political god!

Because the owner of the 300,000 Newins has only one name, Francis!

Soon, more than two dozen officials appeared in front of Du Chen, some of them bowed their heads and were silent, and the other part was from the Lotus Charity Foundation, looking excitedly at the adults sitting on their main seats.

Glancing at the officials below, Du Chen knocked on the armrest of the chair and said lightly: "I have been back for three days, and everything I should know has already seen it with my own eyes." This time, the fishmen attacked from the docks to the south, slaughtered them through the eastern gates, and finally withdrew to the ocean from a tributary of the Newne River, forty miles to the eastern outskirts...... The sack lasted a whole night, more than 1,000 of the 160,000 people in the city died, and as many as 10,000 were injured...... Judging from the route and the number of casualties, this time it was by no means a simple collusion between the fishmen and the bandits, otherwise, the gold bank and the densely populated area in the two urban areas in the northwest would not have been let go by the fishmen......"

Du Chen said, his eyes were cold and stared at the dozen or so officials who bowed their heads and were silent, after talking about the situation in the city, he waved his hand to those officials, "Raise your head, you can stay in the city after the disaster and share the weal and woe with the civilians, I am very satisfied with this!"

The sound of breath in the hall was sharpened, and the name of the butcher lord who was the least noble gave them too much pressure!

As soon as the fishmen came, they fled inland, leaving the civilians to take refuge alone, and the most interesting thing was that the commander of my city garrison, he actually watched the coastal defense fortress being breached by bandits, and then asked the soldiers to escort his relatives out of the city!

The officials suddenly did not dare to breathe again.

Du Chen snorted, "Since he is gone, there is no need to come back, from today onwards, all the armed forces along the eight hundred miles of the Newin River will be taken over by me, the commander of the garrison in the port will be my Fighting God retinue Brooke, and the internal affairs of the City Lord's Mansion will be in the hands of Potter and Harry...... At the same time, I will ask the Holy Sect to send people to help defend the port, do you understand?"

"Ming, understood!" Everyone whispered, and several Du Chen's cronies from the charity fund glanced at each other, and selected one of them and whispered: "My lord, after all, the Holy Sect has an agreement not to interfere in the internal affairs of various countries, and it is okay to ask them to help prevent it for a while, but it is impossible to rely on them forever...... After this great calamity, the number of troops in the port is less than 500......"

Du Chen nodded, "That's the second thing I'm going to say......" He gave Potter a look.

Potter stepped forward, opened the file in his hand, and said loudly: "Now, I announce the beginning of the expansion plan of the Newin River Territory......"

(To be continued)