The banquet in the hall continued, and everyone drank heartily, and Ning was drunk. But even so, they raised their glasses, chanted the names of Oldman and others, and then boasted to each other about their courage in storming the castle. From time to time, there was the sound of laughter.

But the real leader, at this time, has already hid on it and opened his mouth for the next move.

"I think it's time to decide on a goal."

Sitting in the chair that had belonged to Sir Setas's study, Oldman stared at the map in front of him before speaking. Hearing what he said, several other rebel high-ranking officials, including Jenn, nodded. Tilis stood silent, as always, and Jenn gave her orders to observe the movements of the Free Salvation Army and communicate with them. Now it seems that Tilis is doing a very good job, she never talks much, and she does not interfere with the judgment of Oldman and the others, and only opens her mouth to explain when they need material resources -- Jenn has to admit that this priest girl is quite good in this regard, in fact, he has now signaled Enoa to train Tilis well. After all, under Jenn, there are not many people who can be responsible for handling internal affairs, Patilina doesn't think about it, and Sofina doesn't have a score, if it weren't for Elise in Jenn, he wouldn't dare to hand over the Western Wilderness to the Red Dragon Princess. In this case, if Tilis can grow up, then it will naturally be a good help for Jenn.

After listening to Oldman, almost everyone present turned their eyes to Jenn, which was not surprising because after these rebels. Only Jenn really had the experience of marching and fighting, according to him. He himself had participated in a mercenary army in the Frozen Lands and fought many battles. And along the way. Jenn had shown his ability to judge and command the battle situation time and time again, so everyone was quite convinced of him. If Oldman is the leader of this "Free Army for National Salvation", then Jenn is a role similar to that of a military advisor or a shogun.

"That's right."

Sensing everyone's gaze, Jenn smiled slightly, then coughed lightly, and then looked at the map again.

"We've captured Fort Reeds now, but what's next, what are we going to do here? With the Reed Fort as the center, occupy the mountain as the king? Guys, don't think it's a good idea. The small castle we are in is nothing more than the most common frontier fortress defense structure in the entire Skal Federation. ”

As he spoke. Jenn stomped on the thick floor under his feet.

"There are hundreds of castles like it throughout the Skar Federation, and these are just the basics. We can't rely on it to find peace, and there's no danger here, as long as the Soros army comes to attack, then we will have to surrender. ”

With that, Jenn glanced out the door.

"In fact, everyone knows this very well, you look at the people outside, don't look at their happiness now. In fact, they were just venting their fears in this way, and in any case, they were surging, capturing a castle belonging to the nobility. And also killed the nobleman, and now his body is still hanging on the city wall to feed the vultures. If we can't tell them exactly what they're going to do next, then when they come to their senses. You will be terrified, and you may even flee because of it. There may also be traitors. We all understand that defeating a nobleman is killing a nobleman. The meaning is completely different. ”

Hearing Jenn's words, the others fell silent. Indeed, Jenn was right, although Setas was only a knight -- in the eyes of the high nobles, a knight was not much different from a commoner. But for those of them who have been moving around the countryside since birth, whether it is a knight, a baron, an earl, a marquis, a duke, anyway, as long as they are noble, they must be much more noble than them.

This is like many people who may not be able to tell the difference between first-line stars, second-tier stars and out-of-fashion stars at all, anyway, for them, they must be big stars who can appear on TV.

In the Klein Continent, the submission of commoners to the nobility has been deep-rooted, and even Habassa III, who once left a name for brutality in the history of the Klein Continent, once openly declared that the commoners have the blood of servants in their bones, and their destiny is to be ruled by the nobility and become their slaves. In fact, this is also the opinion of many nobles, in their opinion, the reason why commoners can be born and live is to become their servants. To wash and cook for them, chop wood and cut trees, hunt and guard, this is the duty of those civilians. And the commoners themselves think so, they think that they were born to live like this.

The same is true of the adventures sung by the bards, in which there are many people of humble origin who eventually become the rulers of a country. But so what? Looking at their backgrounds, those people either have the blood of some ancient aristocratic family in their veins, or the fallen prince of a certain country, maybe he himself does not know at first, but at the end of the story, they will always know the truth, all in all, these people who become rulers must be of noble birth and have a bloodline and family traditions to be proud of. And in the stories sung by the bards, the stories of generations of commoners who eventually rebelled and became rulers -- there is not a single one.

This was true from top to bottom, which shows how the relationship between nobles and commoners was on this continent. This was one of the reasons why Oldman was worried, if he had the same ancient, noble bloodline as the heroes of the bards, or had been a nobleman of a certain country, then perhaps he would be more at ease at this time. But he knew very well that he had been a commoner for generations, and that his father, his grandfather, or even further on, had been farming in the village for generations.

That is, he is nothing more than a "civilian".

And as a lowly commoner, he actually dared to commit a crime and kill a nobleman with noble blood?

Although the initial victory made Oldman very excited. But when this joy subsided, he felt a sense of trepidation. It's like feeling like a person suddenly making a lot of money and feeling uneasy, in his opinion. Such a large amount of money should be qualified to be earned by the kind of rich chamber of commerce, and it is enough for a small business like him to be able to make a return on the capital, and if it is more, it feels as if it does not belong to him.

"So what should we do next?"

Finally, someone asked uneasily. Hearing his inquiry, Jenn nodded, and then he pointed to the map.

"Next, we can't fight alone, we have to find allies. Before that, the aristocracy just saw us as ordinary thugs. Rebels. But after we captured their castle fortress, they saw us as enemies. If the nobles were not concerned about our survival, now we are enemies for them that must be destroyed. ”

Jenn's half-elf, elegant, singing-like voice echoed through the room, and those who heard it trembled as they did feel that they had become enemies that the nobles had to destroy, even though they had routed many enemy armies along the way. A feeling of trepidation came over me.

Yes, they are just commoners, how can He De be the enemy of the aristocracy?

In fear, though. These people were also a little proud in their hearts, because it meant that the nobles who had once treated them as animals were now finally facing them squarely.

I have to admit it. It's a really good feeling to be guilty of the following.

"Allies?"

As a leader, Oldman has been able to lead people all the way to where they are now. Naturally, he also had his own uniqueness, and he quickly recovered from his previous fears. Start thinking about the next questions.

"That's right, allies. Not the farmers, not the militia in the town, we need some more influential allies......... For example, craftsmen, such as merchants........."

"Merchant?"

"That's right, according to the information we have received, this harsh winter and the ensuing civil war have caused great hardship to many people except the nobles -- no, it should be said that many nobles, including quite a few. Those merchants were no exception, and I have heard of some small merchants whose goods were bought at low prices, and some were even directly robbed in the name of expropriation. Presumably they have a lot of grievances against the nobles, and if we can come to an agreement with them, I think they will be glad to see the nobles unlucky. ”

"Merchant? Are they trustworthy? ”

Soon a question was raised, for these commoners, the last thing they believed in was the nobles, followed by the merchants.

After all, there is no treachery, no business, no business.

"There is no credibility in the dictionary of businessmen, but there are interests, and as long as we give them enough benefits, then they will be tied to us."

At this point, Jenn paused.

"In addition to this, we can also seek the help of the Templar Order."

"The Templar?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked again, it was a more distant existence for them than the nobles. Even the moment they heard Jenn speak, some people instinctively wanted to object, after all, they still thought in their bones that they were rebels and thieves, a group of thugs, so it was good that they were not killed by the paladins, how could they seek the support of the Templar Order?

"How is this possible?"

"How is this impossible?"

Hearing the other party's questioning, Jenn stood up and snorted coldly.

"Have you forgotten? How does the original creation epic describe us? The gods have given us a sound body and soul, the courage and glory to exist and live in this world. But is it written in the creation epic that the gods favored anyone? Are there some people who are born high? No! ”

Saying this, Jenn suddenly shouted, startling everyone.

"I have fought in the Frozen Mountains for many years, and I have seen the death of countless people, many of them nobles, and even generals who have passed on their reputations, but when they die, what is the difference between them and us? It doesn't make a difference, it's all a kick on both legs, and then it's just dead! They were not shrouded in light, nor were they transformed into anything else. Their corpses will also rot, and they will be devoured by jackals and vultures. ”

As he spoke, Jenn held out his finger to the swaying black shadow outside the window.

"In fact, isn't Sir Settas's body still hanging there? Could it be that his soul was taken away by an angel? Or is there a light to direct his path? No, not a single one! They are like us when they die, so why are they different from us when they live?! ”

Hearing Jenn's words, everyone couldn't help but fall silent, but Jenn continued to speak.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time, but it seems to me that these nobles are not at all different from us. What they can do, we can do. They simply have nothing more noble than us, and if the nobles are really that glorious, then how can they be defeated by us, or even killed? The reason why I participated in this uprising was to break this and let the nobles who were high up know that we were not born enslaved by them! We are equal and free like them! They are simply not qualified to trample on the lives and property of others in their own preferences, and we, in our way, will fight for justice to come! What we are doing is not evil, you have all seen that those who are hungry smile at us when they get food, will the gods think that what we are doing is evil? ”

"James was right."

At this time, Oldman finally spoke, he clenched his fists, stood up, looked at everyone and nodded.

"I've been thinking about where we are going to go, what we are going to do. We do have something to say about the aristocracy, but what are we going to say? Only now do I understand that we are doing this so that the nobles know that our demands and ideas, that we are not slaves born to them, that our lives belong to us, not to them. They don't have the right to do whatever they want with us, if they want to do whatever they want, and that's our answer! ”

With that, Oldman raised his fist high.

"We are not their slaves, we are free, and the gods did not let us be born slaves to them, let alone become their slaves and die for them! Even if it is death, I will do it because of my own will, not the will of others! I will make the nobles understand this, and finally accept this! That's it......... Our Will and Power!! (To be continued......)