Be the Mayor From Today

"Ta Tata..."

There was a sound of hoofs.

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

"Follow up, let's go to the oath-taking meeting." Someone immediately called a rental carriage to follow.

"Let's go take a look too?" Viscount Gini asked with interest.

"Alright, let's see what confidence Liu Feng has." Viscount Gambaf nodded.

"Ta Tata..."

By the time Liu Feng arrived at the school grounds outside the city, the army had already lined up, and they were all lined up neatly. The steel armor looked very majestic in the morning sun, and the sharp eyes of the soldiers made people dare not look directly.

On the periphery of the school are some nobles, businessmen and commoners who came. Some of the commoners looked at the army worriedly. In this army, there were their sons, or fathers, friends, and relatives.

Going to war, whose parents are not worried! There is no undead in war.

Standing on the temporary wooden platform, Liu Feng looked at the army of more than 1,000 people in front of him, and couldn't help but feel very proud. These are his confidence, his right to speak, and the knife on the head of the rules.

With these troops, he just moved the interests of others, and no one else dared to say anything.

"We managed to live a good life, but some people look down on us and are jealous that we can have wheat to eat, meat to eat, clothes to wear, and a house to live in. The enemy wants to take everything away."

"Snatch everything that we have created through hard work and satisfy their unearned enjoyment. Do you agree?" Liu Feng raised his arms and shouted.

"No promise!!!"

A neat and chilling cry rang out.

"Then what should we do?" Liu Feng shouted.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

The roar full of murderous intent made all the crowds around him shut up.

This scene made the eyes of the nobles such as Viscount Gini shrink. Their eyes were not ordinary people, and they immediately discovered the extraordinaryness of these knights.

Viscount Guini, "..."

Viscount Gambaf, "..."

What the hell, a baron actually raises so many knights, it is comparable to a duke!

"The equipment of these knights is too well-equipped." Viscount Guini glanced at the army with wide eyes.

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

He was a little afraid to leave. If Liu Feng really won, then Liu Feng would be the master of the land in the west. His foundation was in the west, and he did not dare to offend Liu Feng.

Some nobles with ulterior motives showed fear in their eyes, and they restrained their thoughts a little bit. Just these displays of force in front of them are not something they can offend.

The current effect is what Liu Feng wants, and the purpose of brightening the muscles is to deter him.

And the newspaper is for the teacher to be famous, and it can't put on the name of rebellion, which can stop most of the people's mouths.

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

"Tap Tap!"

The troops stomped their feet neatly, turned around, and the sound of neat footsteps sounded, indifferent faces, sharp eyes, weapons flashing with cold light, and rhythmic steps.

The whole army gives the impression of being an elite division.

Chapter 0689 Aristocratic duel.

"Ta Tata..."

The sound of horses’ hooves continued, and Earl Puley had already driven more than three days’ distance, and he would arrive at Xiyang City in another day and a half.

"Lord Earl Puley, there is a wasteland in front, and the road will be easier to walk." Viscount Lipu said with a sheepskin map, "After passing the wasteland in front, there is a small town called Moth City, we can go tonight. where to rest."

"Well, let the people behind you keep up, the queue is too long." Earl Poole said lightly.

"Yes." Viscount Lip replied indifferently.

He thinks it's nothing, isn't that what expeditions are all about? Anyway, it's time to catch up with the war.

"Those little nobles are still following?" Earl Pooley frowned.

"Yes, they hang far behind, just not close to us." Viscount Lip said solemnly.

"It seems that they are a little careful, or do they think that Liu Feng can resist our attack?" Earl Pooley sneered.

He has been an aristocrat for so many years, but he still relies on his own strength to become an earl. If the other party is careful, you can guess.

"My subordinates have an opinion. After we took Xiyang City, we regarded all the nobles as Liu Feng's rebellion, and then..."

Viscount Lip gestured his neck with his hand, and said indifferently, "There should be enough wheat in several cities."

"...Yes." Earl Poole pondered, and agreed.

"Ta Tata..."

"Lord Count, it's not good, there are knights blocking the way." The chief knight galloped to report.

"Blocking the road? How many people?" Count Poole asked with a serious face.

"About a thousand people." The chief knight said solemnly, "Including the slaves transported."

"Do you know who it is?" Earl Pooley said coldly. Someone dared to stop him.

One thousand people, including slaves, he did not care about them. They were one thousand regular knights. If the slaves who transported and the pariahs who explored the way were added, they would have more than 2,000 at least.

In this way, there are only five hundred knights at most, which is half of their knights, so there is no need to worry about this.

"My subordinates don't know it. Their flag is a strange snake and a flag with a strange stroke pattern. My subordinates don't know it at all." The chief knight said helplessly.

"Let's go, show me." Earl Poole sank.

"Yes." The chief knight quickly led the way.

Viscount Lip followed behind, frowning and thinking about something, that group of people were so daring, they actually came to hinder them.

In the middle of the wasteland, Liu Feng was sitting in a simple tea shed drinking tea, consisting of four wooden sticks, covered with a linen cloth.

"Master, they are here." Mina said coldly, her blue eyes locked on the surging heads in front of her.