Chapter 514 The Lord Arrives

Youdao is the mouth of a storyteller and the legs of a play.

Let’s talk about the Rangers’ squad with the pseudonym “high hard circle”, after leaving the camp, it took five days in a blink of an eye.

On the morning of the fifth day, their convoy finally walked out of the seemingly endless wastelands and forests, and came to a relatively prosperous town.

This town, called "Oneshti", belongs to a lord named Koman Gabriel Basta.

To talk about this Koeman, there is something really.

It is said that when Rakozi Dergi II led more than 20,000 Romanian troops to Poland to take advantage of the situation, Koman's father was one of Rakozi's adjutants. Of course, the Poles later recovered and beat Rakozi's grandson to the point of being unarmed, and threw nearly half of the troops and fled back to the country in shame.

This incident directly led to the end of a golden age in Romania, and Rakozi was deposed for a while, and then he became burping in a few years.

However, Koman's father escaped the accountability of this "failed invasion" after returning to China. He used the ill-gotten wealth he obtained in Poland to burn, kill and loot in Poland, and then returned to his territory safely after clearing it up and down in the noble parliament.

In theory, after a war criminal-level guy like this, he should be a low-key person after he escapes accountability.

But Koman's father didn't think so. He felt that he had finally robbed so much wealth, but in order to save his life, he almost disappeared. It hurts so much... No, I have to scrape it back somewhere else.

So, from then on, this old man started to "create" some heavy taxes in his territory from time to time, such as "culinary tax", "stroll tax", "adult tax", "ugly tax"... Anyway, you can get the name of what you do or what you don't do, you can get the tax you pay.

Then, he did this so naturally, in just a few years, the people in the territory were ruined.

Then, our lord Koman appeared.

That year, Koeman was in his early twenties. One day, he found his father and said he wanted to hold a "celebration" to let the people in the territory celebrate and praise your wise leader.

Koman's father is also confused, and he can believe it.

Then on the day of the celebration, when the group of ordinary people who were forcibly coerced by soldiers stood there with dark faces and saw the old man standing on the stage and bragging with a gaze, Koeman suddenly came on the stage, shouted loudly, raised his sword, and cleanly gave his own father a result.

When the people fell to the ground, the people stood in shock and silently, Koeman took the opportunity to start a speech.

Anyway, the core content of the speech was that he did this today to destroy his relatives for the sake of justice and plead for the people.

And to show his sincerity, he immediately announced that from today on all the harsh taxes created by his father in this territory he took over will be invalidated.

Then what else can the common people say?

Koman is here, and Onesti is at peace! Koman is here, and there is at the sky!

But in fact, this matter is as simple as it seems on the surface?

Koman's father is a royal-certified noble lord. Do you kill him and kill him? Can he replace him if he kills him?

To put it bluntly, Koman's daring to kill the lord like this in public means... "beheading" is already the last step in the whole thing.

Before this, he had already joined the group of people in the noble parliament and secretly completed a series of exchanges of political interests, which was to ensure that he could successfully "succession" after doing this.

In any case, this is indeed a happy event for the people.

For those in the noble parliament, they also collected the money they had "handled" at the time, and finally they settled the issue of accountability for war criminals through Koeman's "destroying relatives for justice", making a lot of money.

For Koeman, it was his wish to take over the lord before his father finished all the territory.

Anyway, everyone except Koman's father was very satisfied.

In a blink of an eye, decades passed, and Onesti was indeed governed by Koeman and flourished.

In this era of constant war, it is rare for ordinary people to live and work in such a small town.

Generally speaking, if you have been to a wealthy town like circus, you must stop performing a show, otherwise it will seem a bit suspicious.

So, like a real circus, the rangers stationed a caravan convoy on a clearing ground beside the town, then inserted a billboard with the words "Tomorrow night" and started to set up a tent.

As expected, their arrival not only attracted the attention of the local people, but even Koman, who was far away in the castle, received news from his subordinates within half a day.

In Europe in those days, unless you live in a few specific big cities, entertainment life was quite scarce. Some people may have only seen one or two circuses in their lives, and they may not be able to go in and watch them. So even Koeman was curious about this "high hard circus" that emerged from somewhere.

He thought for a moment and ordered his subordinates: "Go and bring a message to the leader of the circus, and say that the Lord will also come to their performance tomorrow, so that they can prepare well and receive rewards after the performance is completed."

At noon that day, Lao Feng received this message, and then he began to think: Although our group of people can indeed make up some specious circus shows, we are not a real circus after all... With our few tricks, it is definitely enough to deceive the country bumpkins, but now a noble lord appears. What if he has seen some problems?

Lao Feng has always been considerate in thinking about things, and he can't blame him for thinking too much.

At that time, if any nobleman was unhappy, he would just be charged with a crime, such as "You know I'm here to show and deliberately perform a show. Will it humiliate me?" and so on, you can arrest your entire group and throw it into prison or even kill it.

Although not all nobles are so arrogant, the proportion of such people can only be said to be not low.

The rangers may not be afraid of clashing with the soldiers, and it is okay to refuse arrest by force, but the price is that they have worked hard to disguise themselves as soon as they arrived in this first town. This is a situation that Lao Feng doesn't want to see.

Therefore, in the afternoon he summoned some people and held another small meeting.

Some people say why they are "partial people"?

It’s like Zhuangke who can’t give any constructive opinions, or the kind of reckless man who is really not very intelligent (when he discussed how to disguise himself at the last meeting, most of this type of brothers were exposed), and people who Lao Feng felt that it was not very important (i.e. Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai), there is no need to participate in this kind of discussion.

"Everyone, do you have any ideas?" After all the participants arrived, Lao Feng explained the situation and asked everyone's opinions.

"If you want me to tell me, why don't you run away overnight..." said one person.

"How can that be? That's exactly the same as being exposed. Moreover, our convoy is definitely not as fast as the cavalry team of the lord. If the other party sees our actions abnormally, he will be more troublesome to chase us." Another person continued.

"How about this... I sneak into the lord's castle tonight and give him some medicine so that he can't get up tomorrow?"

"What you said, 'I can't get up tomorrow', is it just that you can't get up tomorrow, or can't get up again from tomorrow?"

"Of course there is only tomorrow. It's not good to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Wow~ Do you have such a convenient medicine?"

"Haha... Actually, my success rate of medicine is only half and half, and 50% of it is possible that he will never get up again."

"I'm fucking..."

Seeing that these guys were constantly making use of their ideas and had no progress, Tyrell spoke: "Is it possible... Let's modify the content of the program a little more. As long as the performance effect tomorrow night is still good, won't we get through it?"

"Well..." Lao Feng nodded, "Tyrel's idea makes some sense. We used to be just thinking about being able to get away with the villagers, so we simply assigned who was responsible for performing what and how much time the show would take. We all planned to perform on the spot. Now it seems that this arrangement is really perfunctory."

I'll see the wrong version one by one!

"Yes, you should hurry up and review the content of each program to see which ones are qualified or outstanding, and what are even we can tell that they are sluts, and then change the latter as soon as possible." Tyrel continued.

"But..." Lao Feng thought for a while and said, "Even if we want to do this, there is only one day left before tomorrow night's performance. Is there still time to improve?"

Tyrel continued: "There is a saying over there, "There is a saying in Dazhi, "If you don't have a chance, you will be shining." It's better to change it than not, and maybe there will be miraculous effects."

"Then... are you two going to do this?" A brother next to him interrupted.

His idea was also what most people here think, because they also knew that the most reliable people present were Lao Feng and Tyrell, who made this opinion.

"I think I can call Sun and Huang. They are the most knowledgeable people I know and can definitely help." Tyrell replied.

"What? Those two clowns?" Old Feng immediately looked puzzled, "Tyrel, I know you have a close relationship with them, and they were also recommended by you, but I can remind you... When the program was assigned before, they were the two with the most perfunctory attitudes among everyone."

"No, no..." Tyrel explained awkwardly, "they are too professional, so they have a sense of slackness..."

"Are you sure?" Lao Feng was still suspicious.

But no matter what, he was convinced by Tyrel in the end and called Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai.

Not long after, the "review team" composed of four of them began to follow the program list to ask the performers one by one.

I don’t know if I don’t check this, there are so many gangsters.

Take the guys who train the beasts for example... According to jargon, this guy is a "beast hunter". He raises a white tiger and a black leopard. He can be said to be as good as he wants when he commands.

But when asked what to perform on stage, he was stunned again and said for a long time: "Why do I let them run around me?"

Finally, Sun Huang had to tell him that there was an operation like "drilling the fire circle". In addition, he could perform tricks such as "putting his head into the mouth of a beast to keep it open and not bite" or "pretending to be attacked by a beast, but in fact it was just rolling and playing".

Besides, the person who played the flying knife asked him what he wanted to perform, and he actually replied, "I'm going to set a few targets on the stage and perform every single shot."

After hearing this, Lao Feng couldn't even collapse and asked him what it meant?

In the end, someone else has to tell him that at least you have to blindfold your eyes and throw the flying knife to get a good look, or you just don’t shoot a target, find someone, and let an apple on his head and shoot you.

Anyway, after checking it, it feels like... Fortunately, I checked it, otherwise even if there is no lord to come tomorrow night, the fellow villagers will have to smash your place.

The four of them were so busy until midnight, and finally finished watching the problems of each program. When they were free, Lao Feng said to Shuangxie: "Two, I have to apologize to you. At first, Tyrel said that you were both 'Great nobles' and were knowledgeable, so I still don't believe it... Now it seems that I was influenced by the elders' words before and had a prejudice against you."

When Sun Huang heard this, he looked at each other and thought to himself, why are we nobles? Then they turned to look at Tyrel, and saw that the other party was winking at them. They understood it in a short while - if you say something else, Old Feng didn't understand, the word "noble" was completely complete, at least he thought he understood it.

"Ha... these are all small things, Lao Feng, don't take it to heart." So Sun Yixie also followed the flow and smirked at Lao Feng, "I might as well tell you that in fact, this Huang Sir... His real full name is 'Donglai·Brushmao·Ase·Potto·McGetron Corleon·Huang'. He was awarded the plaque of "Protecting the Country" by my Emperor of Greatness and enjoying special national allowances."

Huang Donglai looked around and said, "Hey! Damn it, do you want to make me angry?"

So he immediately took over the conversation, pointed at Sun Yixie, and said to Lao Feng: "And this... his real name is 'Magici Judno Nexunoweifu Ovisrustuvomen Afonnetinwan Yifeng', and he was also awarded the plaque of 'Protecting the State' by our Emperor of Greatness and enjoying special national allowances."

Old Feng was also shocked when he heard this. Why didn’t Sun Sang even leave the word “Sun” in his real name? Is this a way to name a nobleman? And the names of these two people... Is the ancestors afraid that they are not royal relatives?

Let’s just say that, Lao Feng now has four words to them - respect them in awe.

"Oh! I was so rude before that, offending me." Although Lao Feng was not a snob, he really had a more favorable impression of these "noble origins" colleagues, because he "feels"... he should also be the descendant of a certain declining nobleman, but because he grew up in an orphanage since he was a child, he had no other evidence or clues except his ambiguous name.

When Sun Huang saw the other party like this, he naturally had another good operation after getting a bargain and was so good at all. He threw all kinds of hooligans and pretended to be righteous.

After a night, the two of them immediately became Lao Feng's right-hand man from two inconspicuous clowns in the circus.

But the next day, they regretted it a little...

When you don’t take you two seriously, no one cares about slutching. Now you are treated as masters, so why don’t you go to death?

On the second day, I was responsible for "guidance and improvement" every program, so I naturally threw it to Shuangxie. The two of them were so busy that they had no time to eat.

Oh, of course, the food in this circus is not very good, and eating two less meals is not a loss... I will explain this in detail later, so I won't discuss it for now.

In short, the day passed quickly and the sky gradually darkened.
Chapter completed!