Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Subsequently, Soren, Count Stuart, and several confidants hastily left the banquet hall to discuss countermeasures.

The originally joyous banquet was also cast in shadow by the appearance of this mysterious person.

Returning to his lodging, Hiltin led people to guard the surroundings, while Soren returned to his room alone.

The person in the room was the black-robed man from the banquet.

"Are you alright?" Soren asked.

Duffy shook his head, struggling to bandage his wound.

Soren stepped forward to help: "I really didn't expect your strength to improve so quickly, already reaching the sixth rank."

Duffy said: "It's all thanks to the powerful magic potion provided by Your Highness."

Soren tied the bandage and sat down on the sofa next to him.

"Is everything arranged?"

"Yes, just waiting for your order," Duffy said, kneeling on one knee.

"Good, I want to hear good news from you first thing tomorrow morning."

Soren looked at Duffy with firm eyes, "This operation is only allowed to succeed, not to fail. If this matter can be resolved smoothly, there will be great rewards in the future."

Duffy nodded solemnly, "Your Highness, rest assured, I will not fail my mission."

Soren got up, walked to the window, and looked at the night outside: "The Queen is really giving me trouble."

"You should go down and rest first, and get enough energy to deal with tomorrow," Soren waved his hand.

Duffy bowed and left the room.

Soren was alone in the room, thinking about the various situations that might occur next.

In the middle of the night, two of Soren's personal guard knights left the Fubauer region overnight and went straight to the northwest. At the same time, the miners in the Pafubang mine were enraged because four of their companions died today and were arguing with the Baron's private army guarding the mine.

In the end, a bloody incident occurred. The miners without weapons were beaten up by the Baron's well-equipped private army. Three of them died in the middle of the night due to their serious injuries. This incident made the miners' suppressed anger unbearable.

"Everyone, this matter cannot be left like this. Four people have died in one day. Counting the people who have died over the years, there are at least several hundred. If this continues, we will all die sooner or later."

An elderly miner stood up, his face full of grief and indignation, his voice hoarse but firm: "We must unite and seek justice for the dead brothers!"

The other miners responded one after another, their eyes burning with the flames of anger.

"Yes, we can no longer be bullied like this!"

"We must resist and fight for our due rights!"

In the crowd, a young miner clenched his fist, "But the Baron's private army is well-equipped, how can we fight them?"

"What are you afraid of! There are many of us. As long as we work together, we will definitely let them know how powerful we are!"

The miners were filled with righteous indignation. They decided not to remain silent anymore. A storm was about to be set off in the Pafubang mine.

"Everyone, this is what we will do tomorrow—"

The elderly miner began to tell everyone his plan, and it was unanimously agreed.

The elderly miner successfully arranged the task and carefully came to the beds of the five new miners.

"Everything has been arranged. Can you really deal with those professionals tomorrow?"

"Don't worry, Old Sam, leave this to us. We are responsible for dealing with their experts, and you deal with the private soldiers."

Old Sam frowned, still worried in his eyes, "This is no small matter. Once we fail, none of us will have a good time."

One of the new miners patted Old Sam on the shoulder, "Just put your heart in your stomach, we are absolutely sure. We have been wandering outside for so many years, and we have not been wasting our time."

Another miner continued: "Yes, as long as we act according to the plan, we will definitely succeed. By then, we will be able to avenge our dead brothers and change our situation."

Old Sam sighed, "Okay, then I'll rely on you."

The five new miners smiled at each other, their eyes full of determination and confidence.

These five new miners were people arranged by Duffy. The weakest of them was also a fourth-tier professional, which was more than enough to deal with the mine's professionals.

At dawn, the miners got up earlier than usual and slowly went to work in the mine under the surveillance of the mine sentries.

Sentry A finally yawned contentedly.

"Lowly people are just lowly people, they will submit after being beaten."

"That's right, they got up earlier today than usual." Sentry B was about to finish speaking when someone covered his mouth and slit his throat.

Sentry A was no exception. Jator changed into Sentry A's uniform, which was a huge vest embroidered with the Pafubang family crest.

In the noble private army, the professionals' weapons and equipment were varied. In order to facilitate the identification of friendly forces during the battle, this kind of large vest uniform was needed.

Jator took a deep breath and made a gesture to Old Sam. He immediately understood and quickened his pace towards the barracks of the mine garrison.

There were only more than 220 soldiers in the mine garrison, and there were more than 20 professionals. The strongest was a fourth-tier knight.

In yesterday's battle, this fourth-tier knight knocked down more than 30 miners by himself without even panting.

As for the ordinary soldiers, because they had been trained for a long time, and the food was good on weekdays, their physical fitness was much better than that of the malnourished miners. With the equipment, they could easily defeat five enemies with one.

Old Sam led the youngest and strongest miners into the barracks of the ordinary soldiers, their faces ferocious with the iron shovels and spades in their hands.

Old Sam's heart beat faster, he knew that this battle was related to the fate of many miners. He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that everything would go smoothly.

The moment he entered the barracks, Old Sam shouted: "Do it!"

The miners instantly pounced on the soldiers who were still dreaming.

For a time, the barracks were filled with shouts and fighting sounds. Some soldiers were awakened from their sleep, and before they had time to open their hazy eyes, they were hit on the head by heavy iron shovels, blood splattered, and they fell to the ground screaming.

Some soldiers frantically reached out to grab the weapons beside their pillows, but they were swarmed by the miners, and the iron shovels ruthlessly chopped on their arms, causing them to scream in pain.

A strong soldier jumped up from the bed, trying to fight back. He grabbed an iron shovel from a miner and swung it hard, knocking back two miners.

But more miners surrounded him, and the tools in their hands fell like raindrops, hitting the soldier in the head and bleeding. After a while, there was no sound.