An annex to the Duai family

On the narrow street in front of the door, a group of nobles in gorgeous clothes lay in black,

These are Chrysdo's upstarts,

They were either vassals of the original Kyoto wealthy clans, or the heads of underground forces,

They once fought for a piece of territory, and they used to fight together against the Claisdor's Duai family in order to gain a monopoly on food.

The world is always full of two sides

The fire of Chrysdor killed and injured the nobles, and also made these vassals who once took care of the business in place of the nobles become the new nobles.

Some of them are nobles, some are merchants, some are underground forces, and even knights, in this city that has lost control,

In order to gain control of Claisdor, they poured into each other in this chaotic city.

It wasn't until this morning, when they were cheering for the victory that they were about to win the control of the Duai family, that they panicked to find that the entire Chrysdor, the black-armored Samar army, was fully controlled.

Countless murderous soldiers roamed the streets outside the mansion, stretching from the central neighborhood to all corners of the city.

"What's going on! How can there be a Samore army?" This sudden change of situation undoubtedly made these Baron Attao, who dreamed of becoming a new wealthy clan, panic,

He wanted to resist, but he didn't dare, he didn't go to the celebration this time because he was not feeling well.

"Hell," Attao cursed in a low voice, pouting his ass without any manners, and lying on the ground and peering out through the crack in the door with his own little eyes,

While secretly speculating about his fate, he looked at the delicate armor and standard equipment of the soldiers outside the door

The more he looked at it, the more chilled he became, this was definitely Samor's regular army!

Baron Attao used to be a squadron leader in the Kyoto Army, and he still knew the difference between the local army and the regular army

The dignified murderous aura of the soldiers outside and the neat patrol queue were completely different from the previous local squadrons stationed in the city, but this also made Attao a little suspicious

It is said that the main force of the Samorian army stationed near Chrysdo had been transferred to the northern front in early June, so what happened to these sudden Samore troops?

Just as Attao was confused, a fast horse galloped up, and the Samar herald handed the order to a group of soldiers standing outside the door

"Do you want to escort them all to South Street? This is really troublesome! I thought I could just do it!" The infantry captain who took the order frowned,

"Well, in that case, we don't need to be too gentle!" the captain of the Samorian infantry waved his hand to the dozen soldiers behind him, and shouted, "Come here, you guys, use the battering rams to chisel the walls for me! Lao Tzu is not in the habit of knocking on the doors of nobles."

The sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the door

"Oh my God!" Attao was still in the crack of the door, and was frightened by the scene in front of him, and ran backwards,

For he saw several sturdy Samour soldiers, holding a three-meter-long battering ram with a steel tip, rushing towards his outer wall

"Pop" the rubble splashed, and the wall engraved with the gorgeous relief suddenly collapsed a large piece,

"Ahh

"Baron Attao?" a heavy foot stepped on him, weighing him down

The captain of the Armour infantry took the portrait in his hand and looked at Baron Attao, who was crushed under the rubble under his feet, "Hehe!, this painting doesn't look like it at all!"

"You guys come here to help dig this guy out" After confirming that it was the person on the portrait, he waved to several soldiers behind him and shouted, "According to the Grand Duke's order, this guy must be escorted to South Street"

"Huh?" Baron Attao felt his bones ache as several soldiers dragged him by the feet and pulled him out of the rubble

There are many cases like Baron Attao in the city, and the nobles who were escorted to the south side of the city are more or less wounded.

This is the annex to the southern suburbs of the Duai family?

All the nouveau riche who had been fortunate enough to participate in the conspiracy lost the only luck in their hearts when they saw the Samorian guard standing in the doorway with a white thorn flower engraved on his chest

"White Thorn Flower!"

A nobleman was too frightened, and his body was limp on the ground trembling and trembling.

"Ake, Lavense, Hetuline...... By the will of the Grand Duke, you will be sentenced to death for rebellion!" A Samar guard officer looked at them with a cold face, took out a paper from his chest and pointed at several of the notorious nobles,

More than a dozen murderous guards soon dragged out the several nobles whose names were read out like dead dogs, and all the nouveau riche who were lying on the ground turned pale with fright,

When faced with real power, these upstarts who used to recognize themselves as covering the sky with one hand suddenly discovered that

The so-called courage and arrogance, in front of the most powerful man in the kingdom in front of him, disappeared like flowing water,

The so-called conspiracy to seize power is simply a joke,

In the eyes of the Samore Falcon, they are nothing more than a colony of ants that fall into each other's eyes.

All it takes is to fly and whistle to put them in a situation from which they will never recover!

Everyone knew why the Samour army suddenly appeared here, thinking of the terrible screams of those unlucky people just now,

Let the nouveau riche feel that their lives are like a leaf in the wind, which will be crushed by the sharp Samor war knife at any time,

The sun was shining in the sky, but what shone on them was majestic cold, and the black armor around them seemed to hide the light

They knelt like this, and no one dared to stand up

In the afternoon, the fat man met these nouveau riche who had been kneeling for a day in the living room of the annex

This is the fat man's punishment for these nouveau riche, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is unforgivable!

Hundreds of wolf-shaped nouveau riche knelt in the already small courtyard, and the fat man paced back and forth in the hall before finally stopping and sweeping everyone in front of him with a sharp look

The corners of his mouth snorted, and his voice was loud

"You ought to thank someone! If it weren't for his intercession, most of you wouldn't have had the opportunity to suffer my scolding here now, but would have atone for your mistakes with your blood and your heads!"

"Smack" The fat man threw the final list in his hand in front of the top few upstarts in a sharp tone!

These are the minds of the biggest forces in the upstarts, and the fat man thinks that since he has let these people go, he must also let them know that letting them go does not mean forgiveness! Otherwise, it will only make these guys more and more emboldened

"Ah" The two nobles at the front thought that the fat man threw down a letter of execution, and they were so frightened that they almost peed their pants, and only after seeing that it was a list full of names did they pick it up tremblingly

As soon as he glanced at it twice, the upstart leader was already stupid, and the dense name contained the entire Chrysdow power, thinking that he had just escaped a bloody catastrophe, the upstart leader felt chills all over his body

Regarding the gaffe of the nobles, the fat man seemed to have been prepared, and his tone was solemn

"There's all of your names on it!

You should have been executed like the scum just now, and your family property would have been confiscated and your family banished

But, last night, the cryston Deacon Stuhan," the fat man's voice paused, and said in an accentuated tone, "Your names are deliberately crossed out from this! He saved you, and he saved the whole Chrysdor, otherwise, it would not be the blood of a few people that will flow on the earth today, but tens of thousands."

"This is the first and last time, for the sake of Stuhan's face, I believe you again,

But I never believed that there would be a risk-free promise, one year, I'll give you another year, if the next time I come to Chrysdo, it's still so unbearable,

No matter who pleads, I will not spare you people! Your lives and your families will be buried together for this city!

The fat man's cold tone made the upstarts tremble, and the killing intent contained in it was like a cold wind sweeping by, making people shudder,

The fat man turned away when he had finished speaking, leaving behind the chrystoid nobleman who was lying on the ground trembling and the Stuart Stuhan, who had not yet come to his senses

"It turns out that the adults have already calculated a qiē!" Si Duhan felt a rare relief as he looked at the fat man's disappearing back

"Lord Judicial Han!" the upstarts looked at Stuart with grateful eyes, which made Stuart feel a little flustered, and hurriedly walked over to help these future Claisdor's pillars up

"Your Excellency!" a black-clad Samour guard walked out of the atrium with a scroll of papers, and waved to Si Duhan, who was surrounded by the nouveau riche, "This is the Grand Duke's letter of appointment to the Lord to serve as the Municipality of Chrysdor, and the Grand Duke also asked me to bring a word to your Lord and you!"

"In a word?" Studhan and the upstarts all froze, and the Samor guard looked at the hesitant face below, and said loudly

"The Grand Duke asked me to say that if after a year, Chrysto can't pay the basic tax of 1 million, he will use the family property of the Lord and you to offset it!"

"1 million!" Si Duhan and the upstarts gasped in unison, their faces became strange and ugly, the fat man of Samar really never does a loss-making business!,

In July, the wind blew through the verdant plains of Zhivading, rolling up willow-like spikes and flying into the sky.

The heavy ears of rice on the side of the road were swaying from side to side, rolling up layers of golden waves, and the people who watched were refreshed.

This year is full of rain and is destined to be a good year for a good harvest.

An endless stream of wagons of goods and horses galloped along the wide trade routes, and countless caravans rushed to the sacred place of "Zhivadin" in their hearts with dreams and hopes

An ornately decorated silver carriage looked out of place in these caravans, and several knights in light chain mail followed the carriage, which led to speculation from passing merchants

Since Zhivadine became the commercial center of the southern continent, with the strong expansion of Samore and the prosperous rise of commercial trade, most of the nobles in the Samore territory have also chosen to engage in business.

In the eyes of the disappearing southern aristocracy,

The richly decorated carriages were not as good as the wagons now full of goods, and they felt more satisfied and honored.

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