Chapter 147 - Miscalculation (2/2)
John Senior dismounted, took two steps forward, and said furiously, “You are in rebellion. Put down the weapons in your hands, and honestly accept due punishment. Otherwise, you will be enemies of the entire n.o.ble cla.s.s in the future.”
“You can’t represent the entire n.o.ble cla.s.s.” Link smirked. “I’ve heard such threats too many times, and they’re too baseless. Let’s talk about something more substantial.”
John Junior also jumped off his horse and interjected with a roar: “Link, I considered you all as friends before, and this is how you repay us?”
Labeling and occupying the moral high ground were all common aristocratic debating tactics.
“Repay you?” Link tilted his head to the side, looking quite cute though he was obviously a st.u.r.dy man. “What have you done to benefit us? Give us a job, a salary, or a life? You’re a funny one, aren’t you? You think you’re so high and mighty as a n.o.bleman that to smile at us commoners is a gift from heaven?”
John Junior’s expression turned sullen.
Link was indeed right. John Junior had always believed that he was good to the commoners, and that was because of his pride as a n.o.ble that prevented him from causing problems with the commoners.
He considered it a great gift to Roland and the other Golden Sons that he had invited them to his first two banquets and expressed his goodwill.
But he never felt that there was an obvious, malicious intent toward Roland and the others in his actions.
John Senior stopped John Junior and glared at Link. Suppressing his anger, he said slowly, “What problems do you want to talk about?”
“Now that we’re victorious, we want to make a pact. After all, we love life and don’t want the battle to get out of hand.” Link continued to speak with a smile.
“What pact.”
“A non-aggression pact, and you’ll have to compensate us with enough gold.”
“That’s impossible!” John Senior said, emphasizing each word.
Link smiled cheerfully. “It was Hawk’s idea, I wasn’t sure I agreed with it. It’s times like these when you have to destroy the root and branch, but he’s the deputy leader, so I have to listen to him. Old Mayor, if you don’t want to accept this ordinance, I’ll be the happiest one, so if you want to reconsider—don’t make me so happy, okay?”
Dog sh**t, this Golden Son has mental problems.
Looking at Link’s slightly twisted smile, John Senior’s fury grew even more.
At this moment, a large number of messy footsteps came from the rear. It turned out to be several hundred city guards rus.h.i.+ng over—two legs weren’t as fast as four, after all.
With the soldiers by his side, John was even more confident, and he waved his big hand and roared, “All of you, attack, kill them all for me.”
John Junior was shocked. “Father, Mother and my sister are still in their hands, what if they…”
“No need to worry, son, I’ll teach you another lesson.” John Senior looked at his wife and daughter and said indifferently, “It is true that women are meant to be used for love, but they have a duty to sacrifice for the family at a critical time. They are usually well fed, well clothed, and don’t have to worry about anything. This good life, in due time, has its price to pay.”John Junior still wanted to say something. “But…”
John Senior waved his hand offhandedly. “If I have scruples this time, all of my enemies in the future will use this method to force me into submission. Remember, once you become the mayor of the city in the future, you must at least have no weaknesses in your feelings.”
John Junior looked at his mother and sister not too far away, turning his head and closing his eyes helplessly.
The infantrymen behind him swept past him like water.
Link stepped back, and a hundred or so beggars rushed out from behind him, one group setting up their thick wooden square s.h.i.+elds first, while another group hid with their pikes, slipping only their pikes through the gaps.
John Senior’s eyes narrowed: a phalanx formation!
With this formation set up, the entrance was directly blocked. It was almost impossible to storm the castle.
Where did these beggar soldiers get their weapons? The tip of each pike was made of iron.