"In the second decade, with God's help, we finally launched our first counterattack and took down this castle. This is a great victory, a symbol of the demise of darkness. Whoever interferes with or hinders our mission to eradicate darkness will be our sworn enemy. At this critical moment today, we need heroes, we need blood, we need light!"

  "I now pray to God, hoping it will continue to grant us victory, hoping to annihilate the Dark Earl, hoping to give us the courage to do what we should; hoping to end the war, return to peace, let our children and grandchildren live in the sun, live in peace, for this, we are willing to shed all our blood!"

  When it came to the last sentence, a strong spirit burst out, and everyone felt only a blank in their minds, then boiling blood rushed straight up, shouting involuntarily: "Eliminate darkness, long live peace, long live light, long live victory, great savior Hannit!"

  This was the first time the people openly shouted for a savior and cheered, at this moment, it seemed that there was no distinction between the aristocratic army and the wild camp, even the newly saved tenants were also relieved, Fang Xin realized that he didn't need to burn merit to create a spiritual field anymore, the crowd's enthusiasm had been ignited, spontaneously forming a strong atmosphere, from the perspective of the spiritual eye, it was a boiling spiritual flame, rushing straight into the sky.

  In an instant, Fang Xin thought of Hitler!

  As the crowd calmed down a bit, Fang Xin immediately said: "But at such a great moment, our team actually betrayed and colluded with darkness, trying to strangle our hope, making us fall into darkness, letting our children and grandchildren suffer forever. Will we allow his crime?"

  "No, hang him, hang him!" Thousands of people were like a barrel of dry firewood and oil had been poured on it. At this moment, a spark was enough to set off an explosion. The crowd had lost all reason, only thorough elimination and killing anger remained.

  "Take it out!" Instantly, a person who had been ready for some time took out his armor, and on the back of the armor was an arrow that had already been broken.

  Fang Xin pulled out the arrow and showed it to the crowd, pointing out that the name on top was actually illegible. He then pointed directly at a knight: "This traitor is Ike Boest, he shot an arrow at my back, trying to kill me! He's the dark mole, his name is right here!"

  "Hang him, kill him!" The crowd erupted immediately, especially the camp and lower-level soldiers, who shouted even louder. The rule of the nobility, which had lasted for three hundred years, was justifiable, but the people who were oppressed and ruled over harbored anger and discontent in their hearts, which suddenly burst forth at this moment.

  As for whether it was true or not, that no longer mattered. No one would think of investigating the evidence; they immediately surged towards Ike Bost and roared in anger.

  "Now, noble knights, what is your decision?" Fang Xin said with a cold smile.

  Everything has already become a foregone conclusion, and no matter how hard you struggle, it is of no use.

  The knights turned pale, holding the hilt of their swords, but facing the surging crowd and the deafening roar of anger, they involuntarily retreated one after another. Ike Boest even let out a "Ka" sound and drew his sword.

  However, the sword was drawn, and perhaps in ordinary times, it could have suppressed the situation. But at this moment, it only added fuel to the fire, and the crowd opposite immediately drew their weapons as well, almost charging forward.

  Once the conflict erupts, none of these knights will survive, and the soldiers who kill the nobles will have no way out either. They can only follow Fang Xin's path. At this time, Fang Xin reveals a hint of a smile.

  But just then, a knight suddenly struck out and hit Ike Boest, who had not expected the blow at all. He immediately fell to the ground, his sword flying out of his hand.

  This sudden turn of events changed the whole scene, and that knight seized this opportunity to step forward loudly saying: "It turns out that this person may be a dark traitor and renegade. Everyone, if this is true, it will shame us knights, but perhaps this is a blessing from the merciful God, allowing us to discover early on. Now I suggest we immediately arrest him and give him a fair trial!"

  The knight's performance and proposal were clearly beyond everyone's expectations, even Fang Xin had absolutely no idea, and his heart sank involuntarily. This was actually the only way out for the knight, but unfortunately, he wasn't thorough enough. If he had announced on the spot that Ike Boest was a traitor and hanged him, Fang Xin would have had no excuse left.

  But looking at this knight, remembering that he was the usually honest and silent Clements Kivose Knight, it was unexpected to have such a performance at this critical moment. He was indeed somewhat admired in his heart, but he immediately said loudly: "There is no need for trial later, we will try him here now, everyone says, what should be done?"

  "Hang him, hang him, hang him!" The whole square erupted in this cry, and the cry grew louder and more uniform.

  At this point, all the knights finally came to their senses and realized the current situation. If they didn't thoroughly resolve it now, the disaster that would befall them might not just land on Ike Boest's head alone.

  Another knight who understood said: "I agree!"

  Since one person has spoken up, the other knights also followed and said: "I agree!"

  One after another, things became settled.

  "No, I protest, you have no right to try me." The only one who raised an objection was Ike Bostwick, struggling on the ground, but his cry had no effect.

  Fang Xin coldly laughed as he looked at this person, suddenly shouting: "You say I don't have the qualifications to put you on trial. Look at the people below, in my opinion, as a traitor who has surrendered to darkness, every single one of them has the qualifications to sentence you to death. Everyone present, speak up, do I or do I not have the qualifications to hold this trial?"

  "Hannett is the savior, of course he has the right to judge, long live the savior, long live King Hannett!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

  At once, the originally excited crowd shouted in unison: "Long live the Savior, long live King Hannibal!"

  Those deafening roars and cheers almost instantly shattered the will of Ike Bostwick, who was still struggling on the ground, causing his whole body to tremble.

  But at this moment, no one had the mood to sympathize with the knight. In fact, that thunderous applause also made the knights tremble, and every knight understood that something big had happened.

  "Knights, if you don't surrender to the darkness, hang him, to atone for your sins!" Fang Xin once again struck with a low and solemn tone!

  Under the gaze of everyone, a brief silence was like forever, then the knights came forward one by one, their faces pale, bowing to Fang Xin, and then in full view, they hung the rope around Ike Bost's neck. Fang Xin ignored the voices below, watching as he was hanged and struggled in mid-air.

  When the king had no meaning to him, but he eliminated the hidden dangers to the greatest extent, controlled his fate in his hands, and looked at the silent law with a cold smile. Then he said: "We must immediately report this news to each territory, report our victory, and dispose of the traitors - we have killed 16 dark knights, a total of 900 dark soldiers, the main force of the Dark Legion has been eliminated by me, now is the last key moment, all people, regardless of age, regardless of gender, take up arms, push food, gather to me, the time to counterattack the Dark Earl has arrived, in the name of sons and grandsons, in the name of peace, in the name of light and God!"

  This order was given by Fang Xin, plain and unremarkable, but it was the biggest thunderclap, which was equivalent to thoroughly igniting the flames of all the people, causing the power to be concentrated in Fang Xin.

  Although it is said that due to the wisdom of that knight, there were some errors in the script, and the crowd did not tear these knights into pieces. However, now, under the great justice of eliminating darkness, all military and civilian hearts have been concentrated in hand, and the authority to kill or spare has been determined. This is the method of turning one's hand into clouds and covering one's hand with rain.