Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

Midara rode on her warhorse, silently looking back at the night sky of the maze street, feeling a little uneasy.

The silver moon was in the sky, and the gently sloping lines of farmland spread out into the distance. Under the water-like moonlight, it looked like a tranquil lake. This was the farming area closest to the Maze Street.

To supply the urban population which is so large that it seems unsuitable for this era.

Far away from the maze and outside the densely populated areas, there are hundreds of fiefdoms of various sizes used for farming, with hundreds of thousands of farmers living there.

Thanks to their hard work, these farming communities provide a large amount of raw materials and agricultural and sideline products to the nearby Maze Street every year.

This is how so many adventurers can have enough food and clothing.

However, such harmonious days may not last long. The situation is volatile. In any case, the order of attack has been issued, and the legitimacy of Midara's governance has been challenged.

Among the Roga nobles, there are many people who are eyeing the fat piece of meat in the Maze Street!

Even if they don't resort to violence for the time being, various other forms of "attacks" are bound to be inevitable.

Siege, planting spies, sowing discord, inducing civil unrest, and warfare of attrition are concepts that any military strategist must be familiar with.

However, Midara was relatively relieved about the interior of the maze street, which was still relatively stable.

Therefore, the only major breakthrough for all kinds of conspiracies and intrigues lies in the loose-knit farming land lords outside.

If you want social stability, the supply of food must be sufficient, and the price must be at least affordable for everyone.

Few people clearly realize that controlling food is one of the highest powers in human society and truly holds the life and death of everyone!

So there is a constant confrontation between those in power and producers.

Just like the lords of agricultural territories, they naturally desire to gain bargaining power over food and expand their power.

The Royal Consulate, like any other noble family, must use force to ensure that this power is under its control!

The problem now is that Midara's control has weakened and she no longer has the legitimate reason to rule. Secondly, the Royal Consulate's military force has also become weak in the chaos and is no longer scary.

The teacher has a legitimate reason and seems to have the upper hand.

You can imagine those farming lords almost jumping up and down.

With a hint of sneer on his lips, Midara was sure that at this time there would be an external "wind" that would make the wavering fence-sitters completely point their spearheads at him.

Tonight is the best time to have the chance!

"Your Highness, the refugee flow has been cut off." Madam Hua Lian reminded as she watched the crowd gradually thinning out on the avenue.

This is the most direct bad sign. Too many refugees are not a good thing, but the sudden disappearance of the refugees... As expected, the lords began to attack!

"We're just waiting for them to come!" Midara looked fearlessly.

The ultimate goal of those guys is naturally to capture her. If that doesn't work, they can gradually erode her and control the military outposts.

As long as they don't provoke some special forces, and if the Guild, the Sage Tower and the Temple are all neutral, these lords may really be able to become the temporary controllers of the Maze Street!

Midara certainly can't let them win a war where they could lose their lives!

We must defend against the first wave of storms tonight at all costs!

Fortunately, the royal family at that time took various situations into consideration when moving in and planning the Maze Street. The Maze Street seems to have no walls and can be entered from anywhere.

But in fact, several areas are natural barriers.

The dwarf clans in the North District, the Industrial Federation in the East District, and the chaotic gangs in the West District were all beyond the control of the Royal Consulate at its most powerful. To mess with those local bullies for no reason is to seek death!

In addition to the insurmountable barrier of the river, the only places that need to be defended are a few avenues and the fortresses below the southern area.

Midara had 3,000 soldiers at her disposal, all of whom were stationed in scattered locations. She speculated that the lords would unite to siege a certain place.

So she stayed in the place she thought was most likely.

"Get ready, we will fight to the death tonight!" The princess on the horse drew out her sword, and the cold blade shone white in the moonlight.

The war horses neighed, the knights loyal to her, some lords who swore allegiance, and the soldiers lined up in neat rows, raised their weapons, and formed a cold forest in the moonlight.

"Fight, fight!" the roar shook the sky.

Fighting is a soldier's duty!

…“Hurry up! Hurry up!”

On the moonlit avenue, the sound of whips could be heard. Tens of thousands of refugees were divided into several groups and rushed forward under the pressure of soldiers.

In the quiet and distant night, no one thought that a war was lurking at this moment.

The soldiers drove the cannon fodder that was about to be used with no mercy in their eyes. There are always occasions when human lives become tools, and the battlefield is one of the most prominent places.

The lords gathered around on horseback, advancing slowly under the protection of a large number of guards.

As leisurely as if he was going to a party.

"This is a golden opportunity! My dear lords, let us work together tonight to accomplish a great cause!"

Riding in the front was a burly lord with a square head, shiny chestnut hair, and a meticulous manner, holding his weapon and shouting with a smile.

The men and women who followed him cheered, and the fire of ambition burned brightly.

In the values ​​of most nobles, loyalty to the emperor and serving the country has been swept into the trash! Expanding the territory and ascending the title are the major things that bring honor to the family!

The royal envoy has promised.

As long as Midara steps down, all lords who perform well will be rewarded by the king! If you can capture her alive, you can be promoted directly from a small knight to a baron!

Such a temptation! A large group of country lords were incited.

"Sir Burgundy, is Medara really that weak and easy to deal with?"

Although the envoy repeatedly assured that the princess was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, some lords still expressed doubts. After all, they were essentially landlords, and farming and collecting rent were their main business.

Moreover, many people have not yet learned how to cultivate the land well.

Asking them to fight all of a sudden would inevitably make them feel scared.

"What are you afraid of? I secretly investigated when I left the Labyrinth Street last time." Sir Burundi laughed sinisterly, "Midara can only mobilize a few thousand troops at most now!"

"What about us? Not to mention the thousands of guards, there are at least tens of thousands of peasants and captured refugees! Even if they were piled up together, they would kill her! The advantage is definitely on our side!"

"Besides," he grinned mysteriously again, looking very proud, "don't we still have a secret card?"

"You have seen the extraordinary people that the special envoy brought with him. With their abilities, Midara might fall off his horse and surrender as soon as the battle begins!"

After hearing this, the lords were completely relieved and became full of high spirits. They almost wanted to rush to the battlefield immediately to "achieve great achievements"!

Following behind them silently was a group of mysterious people hiding in black robes, but unlike what the lords imagined, they were actually laughing secretly at this moment.

The more of these idiots die, the better.

Let their blood become the reflection of the Dark Shadow, and their corpses become puppets! Let the darkness cover the world!

Hehehe! In the deserted place, the man in black robe couldn't help but let out a low laugh. From his robe, which couldn't be seen clearly, came two completely different voices, one high and one low! It was extremely strange!

"Everyone, please be quiet."

The black-robed leader turned his head and said mechanically, "We can't let our guard down! The Lord's plan must be foolproof! And I always feel like something is not right."

"Do you feel like there's something watching us?"

"Owl?"

"The blessing of darkness! It must be the Lord's favor!"

The men in black robes discussed the matter but could not come to a conclusion. Their senses were indeed sharp, but the lack of education had led to an irreparable lack of vigilance.

The final result of the discussion was that everyone had an illusion...

As the marching group went away, in the sparsely populated woods beside the road, a pair of golden eyes slowly opened, silently watching the "army" leave.

In the silence, a long breath suddenly came out.

Sizzle! The branches were ignited by the heat, and then instantly extinguished by the rushing wind.

A moon-white cloak leaped into the wilderness, like a blurry light under the silver light of the sky. The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind! Of course, the best thing is what can be snatched directly!

A powerful race has such a heartfelt belief.