Under the scorching midsummer sun, William walked up to the high platform wearing silver plate armor and a white and red cross cloak. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info appeared in front of the eyes of the people of Polotsk under the watchful eyes of the public.

Very good, this feeling is very good, the only fly in the ointment is that these people are not looking at William very well. A small number of people who knew how to repay the kindness, or who worked in William's factory, looked at William with friendly eyes - the factory workers were working as well as listening to the lectures. He was arguably the first person in the world to take paid leave - but most of the other people didn't look at William very well.

Impatient, impatient. And the impatience - most of them are attracted for a loaf of bread. I wasn't interested in William, or the content of William's speech.

However, this was only before - William believed that as soon as he opened his mouth and spoke, the Polotsks would surely be "interested" in his speech.

Because his speech hit the nail on the head.

After a little adjustment, William raised the tin horn in his hand. Then he used the fighting spirit that he had cultivated for a long time, and spoke at the highest volume to ensure that everyone present could hear his speech:

"My dear people of Polotsk, I can see that you are in crisis!" Wilhelm's first words, which made everyone hold their breath - very direct, very powerful: "Polotsk was so prosperous! There are countless factories that are working day and night. All kinds of goods from all over the world are gathered in the city of Riga. Then disperse to the four directions. There are thousands of merchant ships in various ports, and there are countless tens of millions of tons of goods in the wharf warehouses!

The Polotskers at that time were happy. At that time, the Polotsk people were also proud! The living standards of the Polotsk people were very high. Even ordinary people can be well fed. A slightly more decent person can eat meat at every meal, and occasionally even spices, fruits, and sugar! The Polotsks often claim that even the beggars of Riga live more comfortably than the freedmen of other places!"

With William's words. The people of Polotsk, who listened to his speech, began to recall the good old days. Yes, at that time, you didn't have to worry about being hungry, you didn't have to worry about not having a job, you didn't have to worry about being robbed by a huge number of gangsters, you just had to work hard at that time. Life is very good. It's a little worse than the aristocrats and wealthy merchants, but it's good enough. Think about how ninety-five percent of the serfs in this world live, and the people of Polotsk will be surrounded by happiness.

"And yet, it's all ruined!" and then the illusions, dreams, and other things of the Polotsk people were ruthlessly destroyed by William: "It's all ruined! Disaster struck! The whole market collapsed in an instant! Polotsk was almost cursed, and in an instant it was transformed from the happiest country in the world into a collection of wretched creatures."

Food, work, life and entertainment, dignity, morality, character. It's like there's a boot falling from the sky, and it's all stepped on in the sludge!"

William's voice was high and poignant, as if he were really complaining about these Polotsks.

"Is all this really fair?Why did this happen?!Why did this happen to you?!What did you go wrong??Why did you do this to us?!Yes, you must have asked such a question, right?

Who deprived Polotsk of its goodness, who took away your jobs?!Who made your life a mess?!"

Although it is true that many Polotsks have thought about this kind of question before. But William was the first to really shout like this in public and ask this question hoarsely in public.

The resonance is very wide and deep. It's also a lot of attention.

At least for this moment, William believed that everyone present was paying attention to him, waiting for his answer:

"Because someone deliberately framed it. William gave an almost natural answer, and after that, the whispers in the Polotsk audience increased considerably.

"They are jealous of the richness of Polotsk, and they are disgusted with the industriousness and competence of the Polotskers. They look at the wealth of the Polotsks - they are doing the same thing, but they can't compare with Polotsk. At the same time, their army could not defeat the great army of Polotsk - in this case, desperate, angry, unwilling, like all the scumbags in this world, chose to use conspiracy!

...... Yes, guys, some people may have guessed who I am talking about? - yes, the Slavites! the Slavic city-states! Novgorod, the country across the sea from Polotsk - the Slavites, the poor imitations of Polotsk!"

After William said this, the people of Polotsk in the high stage were simply excited - yes, Polotsk and Novgorod were feuding, like the Goths and the Slavits, like the Gothic Empire and the Slavic Empire. The latter is often seen as a botched imitation of the former.

In addition to these historical, as well as psychological contradictions. There are also economic and geographical contradictions between the two sides.

Both are commercial city-states close to the Polotsk Sea. Peers are born enemies.

In the process of grabbing market share and transporting trade routes, the two sides fought wars more than once. Whether it is a land battle or a naval battle, it has been fought many times.

In general, Polotsk has a better geographical location, a larger territory, a more populous population, and a more abundant heritage. At the same time, the shipbuilding industry is better, and the army, or the mercenaries of the city to which it belongs, are more capable of fighting. Therefore, when the people of Polotsk refer to Novgorod, they usually despise it. Full of pride and pride.

"Did the Novgorodians do it?"

"Those bastards are making us so miserable?"

"Is that really the case?!"

There was a lot of talk in the audience—though many were furious, clamoring for a lesson for the bastards. But there were many more people who were talking about it—they weren't sure whether what William said was true or false. I don't know if I should believe William's words.

Immediately after, however, William took a suitcase from the squire behind him.

"Are there any volunteers here?" and the responsible Polotsk people come and see what is in here?" asked William.

Although he can also finish the whole play by himself, sure enough, there is still a better cooperation from the audience.

There was another commotion in Polotsk in the audience, and after that, a few scholars dressed up and the crowd around the people who looked a little older automatically separated. After that, they went to the front. With the help of William's attendants, he ascended to the high platform and saluted William.

They are all well-known scholars in Polotsk and even in the large border areas. Respectable and at the same time authoritative enough. Two of them looked at William with distrust. William seems to be seen as an incendiary careerist.

"Very well, old gentlemen. Please take a look at these things. And then distinguish the authenticity of these things. I guess it's not a difficult thing for a knowledgeable person like you, right?"

"Yes, if you can prove it, Count. An old scholar said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Of course. William opened the suitcase—it contained a stack of papers. The old scholars took them out one by one. Some took out their reading lenses and monocles and began to read.

After more than ten seconds, the faces of these scholars became quite "wonderful".

"Polotsk...... Everything was expected...... Things will develop further...... Closely observed...... Got your wish......"

Some letters that seem to be illogical, some letters that look like everyday greetings, after rearranging and combining the letters in a special order, arrive at this staccato discourse -

Although some of them are omitted and missing, it is possible to infer that "Novgorod had bad faith towards Polotsk" from these words alone.

"Also, that is to say......"

"It's true...... This kind of note...... This ink ......"

"This heraldic emblem was used by the noble families of Novgorod. Can't fake!"

"It's really the Slavites who did these things! They planned the economic offensive on Polotsk!"

These old scholars discussed with each other excitedly.

At the same time, William looked at them with a smile - as a vested interest, William would not tell them that there was a technology to dig the handwriting out of the paper and put it back together, nor would he tell them that the Cheka had a high level of proficiency in copywriting, forgery, and theft - the letters were half-truths and half-truths, and were artistically processed. It's vague - but for the people of this era, these things are enough as evidence...... Or rather, excuses, to use.

"Really, really. "After seeing the performance of the old scholars, the Slavians in the audience were even more agitated - and now it was almost certain that they were being beaten by the Polotsks, whom they had always looked down upon, - and all the Slavians were outraged - and this was exactly what William wanted to achieve - a hungry, angry army of Polotsks, who could help him to seize the fertile land of Novgorod!