24. The Torrent of the New Era

The torrent of the times has begun... Dorag followed the commoners.

From Dawn, he could vaguely see the waves of the times converging, and he also saw an ambition to change the world and subvert the world.

Reinhardt Dawn Polkin... This name may soon be heard all over the world.

Today's heavy rain in Polkaya was unprecedented, with blood and rain mixed into the sea.

Dawn walked at the front, and Roentgen followed the team after a simple dressing. There were not many weapons in the riots of civilians and refugees. Most of them took whatever they found. Under the leadership of Dawn and Harvey, they rushed towards Wangcheng all the way. go.

The three thousand refugees brought by Harvey are the real main force of the battle.

Dawn is only using the civilians to strengthen its momentum. If the civilians are really allowed to fight, it is very unrealistic. It is not only a problem of combat effectiveness, but also because the civilians have never seen blood.

When passing through the city defense town, Blatter deliberately set up dozens of guard soldiers, and found all iron weapons that could be used as weapons in the city defense town. More and more civilians joined on the way, many of whom were facing the nobles. Civilians with great hatred.

Polkaia is going to be turned upside down today.

The Royal City of Polkaia, inside the Royal Palace.

At this time, a soldier came to the fifty-year-old man and whispered: "Sir, the civilians of Zhonglou Village in the southern border of the kingdom suddenly rioted."

He is Ketok, fifty-three years old, the supreme royal family of Polkaia, the younger brother of the current king, and also the prince, who is powerful in the kingdom.

Ketok's beard was a little white, but he was very energetic. He didn't care and replied, "I see."

"It was the matter that you asked old Lehrman to handle himself." The soldier continued, "Old Lehrman took the soldiers of the royal city with him."

"The untouchables on the south coast?" Ketok narrowed his eyes, like an old man hibernating. He seemed to remember that the group on the south coast that Old Lehrman told him a few days ago not only did not pay the heavenly gold, but also The untouchables who also gather to make trouble. At that time, he agreed to transfer the soldiers of the royal city. After all, the old Lehrman family provided a series of expenses with a lot of money every year.

The soldier nodded: "Yes."

"Old Lehrman and his son died at the hands of the civilians, and those civilians rushed in toward the royal city." After thinking for a while, the soldier told Ketok the whole story.

"How many rioters are there?" Ketok asked after stunned.

"I don't know yet, but more and more, there are refugees from Wild Cave Town."

Kotok finally couldn't sit still, and got up quickly from the comfortable reclining chair, his eyes were full of solemnity, a large number of civilians and refugees from Wild Cave Town, this is a riot that the Polkaya Kingdom has never experienced. If it is not suppressed immediately, it will affect the Impossible to estimate.

More importantly, it must not affect his next major events. If he wants to seize the position of the kingdom, he must not be subverted by others before that.

"Your Highness." At this time, a soldier in armor came from outside the door and came to Ketok to pay respectful respect.

"You go and mobilize two thousand soldiers in the royal city, you must suppress the rioting civilians." Ketok handed the token on his waist to the soldier in armor, "Whether you are coercion or bloody slaughter, you must put it today. I don't want to ruin the big event I've been planning for a long time because of this."

The big event he said had been in preparation for a long time was to seize the throne of the king. The two of them knew this. He understood the seriousness and urgency of the situation, and left immediately after receiving the token.

Ketok thought for a while, and finally got up and walked towards the King's Hall with Chauvin.

The king is in his 60s and is very old. Some of the big and small matters of the kingdom are left to this younger brother to take care of, but the refugee riots can be big or small, and must be reported to the king.

"Your Majesty, the civilians in the southern border of the kingdom have rebelled." Entering the king's bedroom,

Ketok reports to the old king about the refugee insurrection.

"Oh, I'll leave it to you. It's not the first time you've dealt with this kind of thing." The king's indifferent voice came from the depths.

Ketok was not surprised at all. His brother was old and had been in bed for the past two years. Ketok managed everything in the kingdom.

But he didn't want him to be just an agent. The kingdom was about to change its owner. Thinking of this, Ketok smiled and retreated.

Just after Ketok withdrew, another person came to the king's bedroom. It was a blond woman with a height of nearly 1.9 meters. A black tight-fitting half-skirt, with crimson cross-pattern boots on her feet, and a rapier about 1.1 meters long hanging from her left waist.

On the whole, the woman who came in exudes a fierce aura, and she should also be a master of swordsmanship.

"Father." The woman with the hanging foil stepped forward and called out. The sound is nice, crisp, and has a special magnetism.

"You're here." The king replied softly, his tone didn't change much, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

"Your country is in a mess." The woman said coldly.

"I know." The king replied slowly, "I have asked your Uncle Ketok to deal with it."

"You go back..."

The woman suddenly wanted to say something, but she held back when she heard the king's order, so she walked out of the king's bedroom.

On the other side, Ketok led the order to retreat, and then came to another hall. Several kingdom officials were already waiting.

"Lord Ketok, does the king have clear instructions about the refugee riots?" one of the officials asked.

Ketok nodded: "Brother Wang's meaning is to send troops to quell the rebellion, and those who resist will be executed."

Ketok ignored it and turned to leave.

A lot of people have gathered in the rioting crowd. Although the number is large, they are all unarmed civilians. Faced with the training of elite soldiers of the kingdom, it must be difficult to resist. However, Dawn does not expect these civilians to win the soldiers. The uproar has achieved its purpose.

It is his real purpose to let this struggle swept into every corner of the Polkayan Kingdom. The struggle is not necessarily a war, but it is far more complicated than a war.

When approaching the royal city, nearly a thousand soldiers suddenly rushed forward. The soldiers were led by a cavalry and charged towards the civilians.

King City Defense Team.

Many civilians exclaimed, and the soldiers on the opposite side were inlaid with the protection icons of the city of Polkaya.

Don't panic, rush!

Dawn shouted, Clinging Sword rushed over first, Roentgen followed closely, and the refugees led by Harvey also rushed up at the same time.

Dawn rushed into the group of soldiers and slashed left and right, killing more than 30 soldiers in just half a minute, but the death of the refugees was even worse.

kill...

Kill all the nobles...

Let the nobles also taste the taste of death...

The wailing and roar of the refugees intertwined, and they rushed forward without fear of life and death. Dawn was able to gather so many civilians, on the one hand, thanks to the perennial oppression of Polkaia, on the other hand, thanks to the report in the morning, which was the last straw that broke the house.

More importantly, only with a strong person who is not afraid of life and death can lead this force together.

The slaughter continued, and the world covered by the rain curtain spread into a river of blood, spreading from the south of the king city to the foot of the king city.

Harvey's strength was fully manifested at this time, and he slashed wildly with the knife in his hand, as if he wanted to return all the grievances he had suffered in the nobles for so many years.

Dawn also had multiple wounds on his body, but as the fighting became more and more tragic, those wounds had long since become numb. He was obsessed with commanding the sword and soaked in blood among the soldiers of the kingdom like a demon, and his blood aroused the most primitive killing intent in his heart.

Dawn raised his arms and roared up to the sky: "The nobles will also be killed by us, everyone will enter the royal city, kill all the nobles, and rob all their money and their women."

His voice seemed to be the horn of a new era, and it was startled in the torrent with a magnificent general trend.