Kill the Sister World, Blizzard Plaza.

This is a square located in the center of Blizzard City. It is located in the most prosperous commercial area of ​​Blizzard City. The square is surrounded by various shops, clothes, jewelry, jewelry, desserts, etc.

However, this square, located in the most prosperous place in Blizzard City, usually does not have any civilians stopping.

Things here are too expensive for the poor and still being exploited.

Most of the civilians who come and go to survive and just happened to pass by here. For them, the prosperity of this place only belongs to imperial officials, nobles and those big merchants, and there is no connection with them.

Except today.

Today, the square is crowded with people, and even the streets outside the square are filled with people who cannot enter the square but are unwilling to leave.

They are all the most low-ranking civilians in this city.

Although there are crowds of people on the square and the streets, there is a large open space in the center of the square.

In the middle of this open space surrounded by thousands or even tens of thousands of civilians, there is a high platform with a circle of sinks. On the platform are neatly arranged, a hundred nobles who are dressed in bright clothes but are tightly tied up by hemp ropes soaked in tung oil.

Among them were men and women, old and young, some were dark in their faces, some were full of horror, some were begging with a humble expression like a dog, and some were begging with red necks and blushing their faces, but they were soon scolded by the soldiers of the rebels, keeping them quiet.

These nobles have different expressions, ages, and reactions to their future in a moment. The only thing that is the same is their next fate.

Most of the people below raised their heads and looked at the arrogant nobles who were arrogant in the past, with uncontrollable pleasure on their faces - they came spontaneously after seeing the notice that the rebels had spread on the streets a few days ago that they wanted to execute these nobles in accordance with the law today.

Because there were too many people crowded in the square and too large, although everyone was raising their heads, only a few people in front could see clearly what was happening on the stage.

About thirty meters away from the high platform in the center of the square, three cloaked men stood in the crowd, and the civilians around them covered the sight of the uprising soldiers in the stands.

"Boss, it seems they are the nobles in the city."

Leonel leaned into Najeshitan's ear and whispered.

"It seems that they are just executing these nobles," said Najeshitan. "I have picked up several notices of trial and execution of nobles distributed by the rebels on the road. It seems that these civilians are also attracted by those notices."

"These aristocrats are fishy and the people are bullying the civilians, and they are not willing to die!" Leonel's voice was filled with unconcealed disgust and disdain.

"Continue to watch. There are ten nobles on the stage, and there is little chance that the nobles who should be executed will be 100. These people are probably pushed to kill them in public. In addition to them, there should be more people who will be executed, but they will not be executed in public."

Najeshitan analyzed.

After all, public trial is actually a waste of time and troublesome thing. Catching a group of typical public executions, and the rest are executed according to the normal process. This is the best way.

Judging from the size of this platform, executing one hundred people is already the limit, and the rest may be executed elsewhere.

"Dear citizens of Blizzard, we are going to overthrow the rebels of this decadent empire," a man who looked like a general stood on the platform and shouted to the civilians below, "We liberated this city that was tyrannical because of the exploitation of the empire a few days ago."

"After several days of discussion within our rebel army, we have changed the laws of Blizzard City in order to get everyone out of the current predicament."

Najeshitan's eyes widened when the general's words made him feel quite surprised.

The first thing he did when he entered the city was not to establish authority or kill aristocrats, but to change the law. As a former imperial general and a revolutionary army leader with political talents, Najie Hitantan immediately respected the leader of the rebel army whom he had never met.

In Najeshitan's eyes, just changing the law in the city as soon as he entered the city has already reflected the extraordinary vision and pattern of the leader of the rebel army.

"First of all," the man dressed in a general on the stage did not know the existence of Najeshitan, and it was even less likely that he knew what she was thinking. He just continued to shout in a loud voice: "All the arable land in this city belongs to the rebel army."

In the crowd, Ye Zhi three frowned tightly, feeling that the rebel army's appetite seemed to be a little too big and did a little too much - they killed all the nobles who owned the farmland, held all the farmland in their hands, and became the biggest nobles.

Before the people in the audience could show their bitter faces, the generals on the platform continued: "But our rebel army will give all these arable land to you. As long as there are no other assets that can be used to survive, we can cultivate another piece of arable land from us and ourselves."

The people in the audience looked unhappy because in their opinion, this was no different from farming for them under the nobles before.

"These arable land is for free for you. You don't have to pay us rent or rent grain for this arable land. All the things planted in the field are yours. You only need to pay a land tax."

The general's next words were like thunder on the ground, shocking everyone in the audience, even the three people attacked at night.

Letting people farm but not collect rent is something they never thought of living under the rule of the nobles.

If the land is planted for others for free, wouldn’t it be like giving the land to ordinary people if the rebel army did not take back the arable land?

"In addition, we can promise that as long as you keep farming and do not violate the law, we will not take it back and plant it for you. However, you have no right to sell your farming land. Violators will be sentenced to death!"

The people in the audience were dizzy, especially those who farmed under the command of the nobles, as if they were hit on their heads by pies falling from the sky.

They will get a piece of arable land that does not have to pay rent or grain, but only needs to pay field tax. As long as they do not break the law, the land will always be their own.

As for selling it, it will be beheaded...

I finally got a piece of my own farmland and only a fool would sell it!

They farmed the nobles, and a few people in better situations handed over most of the grain as rent, while most of them handed over all the grain produced in the fields, and led the nobles to give them like a long-time worker, and lived a difficult life.

Now that they have their own arable land, even if the tax on Blizzard City fields remains unchanged, they will not be starved to death.

Najieshitan's eyes widened, and the words of the general on the stage echoed like thunder in his mind.

The generals later talked about a lot of other things, and then announced the crimes and the results of the trial of the nobles one by one, and beheaded one by one in public.

But Najeshitan no longer had the heart to pay attention to these trivial matters. She was thinking about the leader of the rebel army who only heard the name but did not see him.

Changing the laws of Blizzard City, distributing all the cultivated land to the common people, and not charging any rent, almost broke the perception of her, a person who had been living in the feudal era.

What's even more terrifying is that she thought carefully about the decision of the rebel leader and found that doing so would likely enter an unprecedented era of ease, with the number of people dying from hunger significantly.

Although the other party did this, it almost meant that he offended the nobles of the entire empire - almost every nobleman was the tenants who had already worked on the farmland that produced food in his hands.

But since the other party has clearly shown up the uprising and has sentenced almost all the nobles in the city to death, it means that the rebel army does not care about the nobles' hatred for them at all - or their goal is probably to "judgment" all the nobles!

"Who is the leader of this rebel army...?"

Najeshitan couldn't help thinking.

The law was changed as soon as he entered the city, executed all the nobles, and distributed the arable land to the civilians. It seemed that the other party must be a powerful scheming and politician with iron-blooded skills and great goals, and he was very likely to have extremely high military command skills.

In Najeshitan's mind, the image of a serious middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with neat hair and beard, calm and profound eyes, strategizing, and surrounded by blood and murderous intentions, suddenly emerged.

"This is definitely an extremely excellent leader. If possible, you must find a way to convince him to join the Revolutionary Army. Even if you can't convince him to join, at least you must reach cooperation with him."

Najeshitan made a secret goal.

The public execution started at nine o'clock in the morning and lasted until the afternoon. After the execution of these hundred nobles, most of the high platform was stained with blood. The grooves chiseled in advance on the high platform flowed into the sink placed under the high platform.

After all the nobles were executed, the generals on the high platform told the civilians below the stage that there were many other nobles and lackeys of nobles who were sentenced to death, but there were too many people to be displayed one by one.

Those who want to know their fate can wait for the notice issued by the rebel army, which will state the result of the trial of these people.

The general then said that the public would end, and the civilians would return one by one.

"Boss, are we going back too?"

Among the people who dispersed, the three of them were motionless at night, and Leonai asked softly in Najeshitan's ear.

"No," Najeshitan shook his head, "Let's go directly to the leader of the rebel army."

As she said that, she walked against the crowd to the generals in the center of the square, with Akatsuki and Leonie following closely.

"Hmm? Who are you?"

Seeing three mysterious men wearing cloaks walking towards him, the general held the sword at his waist and asked with caution.

"We are representatives from the Revolutionary Army," Najeshtan took the initiative to take off his hood, "We want to meet your seniors."

Chi Tong:...

Leonel:Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
Chapter completed!