Starting Today, I'll Work as a City Lord.

According to the request of last night, Ah Le shouted loudly, "The newspaper is sold, the newspaper is sold..."

The people on the street were all stunned. Isn't this news too heaven-defying?The fourth prince wants to rebel?

"Quick, quick, give me one, no, give me three newspapers."

"Give me a copy, quickly."

"My God, the eldest prince actually murdered the King of England for the sake of the throne, which is also..."

"It turns out that the King of England was made ill by the anger of the three princes."

"Princess Lucy is so pitiful. She asked for life-saving medicine, but what she waited for was the news of the death of the King of England."

"You are a son of man in vain, and you dare to kill your father. It's an animal act."

"I support Princess Lucy, Lord Liu Feng, kill the rebellious Ding Keda, and want to exploit our food to go to war."

"..."

The civilians on the street were very angry. The battle for the throne actually had nothing to do with them, but when it came to matters related to their interests, it made them angry.

War requires civilians to be recruited to serve as logistics, or even cannon fodder for the charge, etc. Can they not be in a hurry?

This is the power of the newspaper, which can control the voice of the common people below.

However, some far-sighted nobles did not see the meaning in this way. In their view, the struggle for the throne was inevitable, but it was shameful to murder the old king.

The most important information in the newspaper was that Princess Lucy supported Liu Feng's attack, which made many nobles think about the intention behind it.

"It's really unbelievable. A baron took the initiative to attack a prince. Even with the support of Princess Lucy, it's like hitting a stone with a pebble." Viscount Guiny put down the newspaper and bit the bun.

"It seems that our cooperation with Liu Feng has ended before it even started." Viscount Gambaf thought the same.

He wouldn't naively think that a prince would be inferior to a baron. Even if this baron was very powerful, compared to the prince in the inland area, he was far inferior in background.

"So, we're going back?" Viscount Genie said vaguely while chewing on the buns, "It's very dangerous for us to stay here now."

"Yes!" Viscount Gambaff put away the newspaper.

"Ta Tata..."

There was a sound of hoofs.

"That's Lord Liu Feng's carriage." Someone shouted.

"Come on, let's go to see the swearing-in meeting." Someone immediately called a taxi to follow.

"Shall we go and have a look too?" Viscount Genie asked with interest.

"Alright, let's see how confident Liu Feng is." Viscount Gambaff nodded.

"Ta Tata..."

When Liu Feng came to the school grounds outside the city, the army had already formed a team, and they all stood neatly in line. The steel armor looked very majestic in the morning sun, and the sharp eyes of the soldiers made people dare not look directly at them.

Outside the school grounds are some nobles, businessmen and civilians who came here. Some of the civilians looked at the army worriedly. There were their sons, or fathers, friends, and relatives in the army.

Whose parents don't worry about going to war!There are no immortals in war.

Liu Feng stood on the temporary wooden platform and looked at the army of more than [-] people in front of him. He couldn't help but feel very proud. These are his confidence, his right to speak, and the knife on his head to make rules.

With these troops, even if he mobilized the interests of others, others would not dare to say anything.

"It's hard for us to live a good life, but some people don't see us well. They are jealous that we have wheat to eat, meat to eat, clothes to wear, and houses to live in. The enemy wants to take everything away."

"Take away everything we have created through hard work, and satisfy them with their enjoyment for nothing, will you agree?" Liu Feng raised his arms and shouted.

"No answer!!!"

A tidy and chilling cry sounded.

"Then what should we do?" Liu Feng raised his voice and shouted.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

The roar full of murderous intent shut up the chattering crowd.

This scene caused the eyes of the Viscount Genie and other nobles who came to constrict their pupils. Their vision was not for ordinary people, and they immediately discovered the extraordinaryness of these knights.

Viscount Genie, "..."

Viscount Gambav, "..."

What the hell, a baron has raised so many knights, he is comparable to a duke!

"The equipment of these knights is too good." Viscount Genie stared at the army with wide eyes.

"I take back what I said before, Liu Feng will not necessarily lose this time." Viscount Gambaf said with emotion.

He was a bit afraid to leave. If Liu Feng really won, then Liu Feng would be the master of the West Land. His foundation was in the West Land, and he dared not offend Liu Feng.

Some nobles with ulterior motives showed fear in their eyes, and they restrained their thoughts a little bit. The display of force in front of them is not something they can offend.

The current effect is exactly what Liu Feng wants, and the brightening of the muscles is for deterrence.

And newspapers are for the sake of being famous, and they can't be called rebels, so that most people's mouths can be silenced.

The corner of Liu Feng's mouth was raised, and he walked to the carriage first, stood on the carriage, waved his hand, and shouted coldly, "Let's go!"