Succubus' Manor

As Chi Yan expected, the sneak attack of Flando's soldiers did not achieve much good results, but fell into a long tug-of-war.

It's deep winter now, compared to inside the Holy City, the situation of the Flanders' soldiers is actually worse - the soldiers of the Holy City have walls to protect them from the wind and snow, but the Flanders' soldiers can only sleep outside the city, if they are not warm enough, Frostbite and death from frostbite are normal. In addition, although people in the holy city cannot get out, but such a big city, there will never be any problems in a short period of time, unless someone makes trouble.

As for Chi Yan, what he needed now was civil unrest in the holy city.

Otherwise, it would be a matter of time before Flando's soldiers retreated. No matter how many ways Flando tried, they would not be able to provide supplies on time.

Without the Holy House, the probability of Frando winning is too small.

Chi Yan could only add fuel to the flames.

Wright set off.

As the current "leader" of the poor, Wright has recruited tens of thousands of people. These people are poor people living at the bottom of society. In this era, resources are in the hands of nobles and big businessmen. I don't have a house of my own, so I can only build a wooden house. If the house collapses one day, I don't even have a place to live.

After having Wright, the poor gather together to keep warm. They support each other and live together. No matter how many small children they have in private, they know very well that once they leave this group, their chances of survival are very slim.

"Let's serve dinner." Wright asked the children to bring out the meals.

The children can't do much work, but the children of the poor can't be pampered, so the poor let the children work here, do some easy work, and exchange for a bite of food.

In addition to serving dishes, it is cleaning. If it is thin summer clothes, children can also wash them.

It's just that in winter, parents don't let their children wash clothes anymore-the water is too cold, and they can't waste firewood to boil water, so parents have to do it themselves.

The children of the poor are always precocious. People are also animals. The more dangerous the environment, the faster the cubs grow. They must mature faster than their noble peers in order to stand firm and survive.

"What are we eating today?"

Eating every day is the most relaxing and happiest moment for the poor.

"Eat the sticky meat floss!"

"There are meat floss!"

"The meat floss boiled in the paste is delicious! It is very fragrant and can be chewed for a long time! It also has a meaty taste."

"There's soybean oil in the paste!"

Another burst of exclamation——

"There is soybean oil! I like oil!"

"It is oily to be fragrant!"

"Thank you Heavenly Mother for giving us food."

"Thank you Heavenly Mother."

The poor prayed devoutly.

They had already changed their beliefs. After all, the people among them either didn't believe in the Holy Spirit at all, or they didn't believe in the Holy Spirit.

After all, they are poor and have no money to believe in the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit will not bless them, so it is better not to believe in it.

But Tianmu is different—it doesn’t cost money to believe in her, and she still blesses you just the same. Anyone with a brain knows how to choose.

The poor are poor, but they are shrewd in some ways, and they will not turn a blind eye to the benefits.

Wright led them to pray to Heavenly Mother, thanking Heavenly Mother for her selfless maternal love, for giving them food, shelter, and their current life.

When eating, some poor people use wooden spoons, some use their hands, and some use chopsticks.

It wasn't that Wright asked them to use chopsticks, but they saw the chopsticks Wright used and tried their best to learn them in order to please Wright.

After all, now that Wright is in charge of them, people will subconsciously please those in power in order to live a better life, even if it is just to get familiar with Wright.

If something happens in the future, people will definitely favor people they are familiar with.

When they were about to finish eating, Wright said to them: "Don't leave after eating, I have something to tell you."

The poor people sat on chairs, watching Wright intently.

Wright wiped his mouth with a small piece of linen cloth, looked around, and then said to them: "The Flanders are attacking the holy city now."

The poor shrunk their necks subconsciously. They knew this, but they didn't dare to mention it. It seemed that as long as they didn't mention it, things wouldn't happen and they wouldn't be implicated.

Wright continued: "Many commoners now sell themselves as slaves, sell themselves to the palace, sell to big merchants and nobles."

The poor were taken aback. After all, civilians were different from them. Although they were civilians, they were collectively referred to as the poor, who had no fixed residence and no source of income.

But civilians are people who have houses, jobs, and sources of income in the holy city. They are completely different from them. Every poor person dreams of becoming ordinary civilians, having a good house to live in, food to eat, and linen clothes to wear. , This is the best, the life they have envied for a long time.

"Are the commoners going to be slaves?"

"Why do they want to be slaves? There must be food in commoners' homes."

"Are they stupid?"

"I can't figure it out either. Why? If it were me, I wouldn't."

Wright waited until they had finished their discussion before saying, "Because Ferlando's soldiers might come in."

All the poor booed.

This may make them tremble with fear and be attacked by cold air.

Wright went on: "If the Flanders come in, who is safe to follow?"

A poor man quickly said: "I know! It must be safe with the big businessman!"

Wright was stunned: "Go on."

Talks like a tomboy. Although she is a girl, she always dresses like a boy. She cuts her hair very short because she thinks it is difficult to manage. She is eighteen or nineteen years old. She works very hard and is very energetic. Many people didn’t See that she is a boy.

It was rare for the girl to speak in full view, and everyone in the cafeteria looked at her. She said angrily: "If the Flanders come in, the first place they will go is the palace! They are going to take the adults inside." Let's arrest them! Only then can we know where the treasure is, and the guards will be useless if the grown-ups are arrested, so it is foolish to go to the palace! They must be locked up somewhere."

"Nobles are fine, but there are risks. Nobles don't care about the lives of slaves."

"Only merchants. The Flanders will not necessarily embarrass merchants. Merchants have a lot of goods. They can keep themselves, and slaves are their property. The merchant master will definitely protect his property."

She felt that what she said was very reasonable, and looked at Wright with a look of pleading for praise.

Wright smiled at her gently: "Not necessarily, the merchant master will not be stingy with slaves who don't spend money. If they want to escape for their lives, they will never be reluctant to drive slaves to stop soldiers. Can slaves resist soldiers?"

The girl stopped talking, she scratched her cheek in embarrassment, and then sat back on her seat.

Wright continued: "Only one person can protect us."

Everyone knew who Wright was talking about.

Someone whispered, "Is that Master Chi Yan?"

"I remember Master Chi Yan has soldiers."

"Yes! I also remember that last year, Master Chi Yan's soldiers came to rescue the disaster and saved a lot of people! I just don't know where they went afterwards."

"I heard that it is a checkpoint stationed outside the holy city, and a village was built."

"Where are those soldiers now?"

"It would be great if Master Chi Yan's soldiers were here now."

"There are so many soldiers. If Master Chi Yan really keeps the soldiers here, the royal family will make trouble for him."

"Yes, adults are like that."

"I don't know if the soldiers of the royal family can repel the Flanders."

"What if you can't beat..."

Seeing that they had reached the point, Wright finally had a smile on his face: "The only one who can protect us now is Master Chi Yan. He has soldiers and food. Only by following him can we live a good life. If it is not for the Lord Kindly, where do you get what you eat and wear now?"

He said seriously: "But now, the people who control the holy city are the royal family."

He made no secret of his dislike for the royal family: "Did the royal family take us seriously?"

He looked around: "When you were about to starve to death, did the royal family give you a bite to eat? When you were about to freeze to death, did the royal family give you a piece of clothing to wear?"

"When Master Chi Yan leaves the holy city, we will still be the same as before, losing our jobs, having no shelter, no food and no clothes to wear."

"It's not as good as a slave, at least a strong slave will have enough to eat." Wright threatened them lightly.

Wright sighed: "What's more, Flando's soldiers are outside now. What if the royal family disagrees with Lord Chi Yan's soldiers coming and Flando's soldiers come in?"

The crowd erupted.

"How could the royal family disagree!"

"That's right! You must agree! Otherwise, if the Flanders come in, will the royal family get any benefits?"

Someone said: "I know! The royal family is worried that Mr. Chi Yan will seize power!"

"It must be so! Because Master Chi Yan is more benevolent than them, and the soldiers are stronger than the soldiers of the royal family!"

"Then what can we do?"

"Will Lord Chi Yan accept us as his slaves? I am willing to be his slaves. It is better to be his slaves than free people."

Wright said at this time: "My lord has already taken in a group of slaves, all of whom are civilians. He has arranged for them to live and given them food regularly. My lord can't go out now. He can't accept too many people, and his soldiers don't Come on, what's the use of being a master's slave?"

The poor said in despair: "Then what can we do?"

"We can't do anything, no one will listen to us, no one will take us seriously...we are just lowly pariahs..."

The poor feel that the sky is falling.

Wright: "I have a solution, but I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it."

The poor looked at Wright with piercing eyes.

"Boss! Say it, let's listen! We will listen to everything you say!"

"That's right! We have no other choice now, boss, tell me!"

Wright sighed: "As long as the royal family can let your lord's soldiers come over, let your lord lead the soldiers, and give you the power to drive back Flando's soldiers, wouldn't that be all right?"

"This way, it's good for everyone."