The Original Vampire

In the whistling cold wind, Colin led Prince Harrison to the top of Silvermoon City.

The snow outside the city hasn't melted yet, and at this time it is reflecting the glow of the setting sun, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

Ke Linyao pointed to the huge pit outside the city and the prisoners of the East border who were working by the pit, and asked, "Your Highness, do you know what the giant pit I asked the prisoners of the East border to dig for?"

Prince Harrison rolled his eyes, remembered his mother's warning, and shook his head: "I don't know."

Colin said indifferently, "That's their grave."

"Grave?" Prince Harrison looked horrified.

But when he was young, his acting skills were obviously not enough, and he was immediately seen through by the old senior Ke Lin.

However, Colin did not go to expose the other party, but looked at Prince Harrison quietly, as if looking forward to his next performance.

Prince Harrison was flustered by Colin's gaze, and quickly asked, "Your Excellency Viscount, are you going to bury all these Eastern captives alive?"

"Buried alive? No, no, that method is too crude, and with so many prisoners resisting, it will inevitably cause some damage to the Black Cavalry."

"So, you have a better way?"

"Yes." Colin smiled mysteriously, "This method is what I want to teach you, a truly powerful art of mastery."

Prince Harrison was in a mood, looking at Colin with glowing eyes, looking forward to his explanation.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside the city.

It seems that the prisoners clashed with the overseer, and the two sides were confronting each other.

So far apart, Prince Harrison couldn't hear what the two parties were arguing about, so he could only look at Colin and asked, "Your Excellency Viscount, do you know why they are arguing?"

Ke Lin seemed to know this very well, and said lightly: "Food."

"food?"

"Yes. These prisoners have worked all day, but they haven't been able to eat a meal. They must be very hungry now, so they quarreled with the supervisor."

Prince Harrison nodded and asked again: "Then what is the 'really powerful technique of subjugation' you speak of?"

Colin smiled: "Don't worry, Your Highness, please continue reading.

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Prince Harrison had to watch patiently.

After a period of time, the quarrel outside the city seemed to have finally come to an end. A cauldron was carried out, steaming hot steam inside and exuding a tempting fragrance.

The prisoners couldn't help but burst into cheers, as if praising the "merciful" black cavalry.

However, it didn't take long for the quarrel to reoccur.

And this time, the quarrel intensified, and the prisoners and the overseers even started to fight.

Prince Harrison looked confused and asked again, "Your Excellency Viscount, why are they quarreling again?"

"Because the prisoners will find that there is too little food, at most only half of them can eat."

While the two were talking, the conflict outside the city had intensified, and the prisoners who had been hungry for a day poured their anger on the overseers, believing that they had deducted food.

More and more people joined the battle group, blood splattered freely on the snow, reflecting with the sunset glow, forming a strange beauty.

Prince Harrison looked at the black cavalry generals who were watching, but did not have the slightest intention to stop them, and wondered: "Your Excellency Viscount, why didn't your black cavalry stop the riots of these prisoners?"

Colin asked in a relaxed manner, "Why stop it?"

"They are against your will!"

"No, they're just rebelling against the overseers."

"Even so, don't you care about those overseers?"

"Why bother?" Colin suddenly showed a strange smile, "Those overseers were picked out of the prisoners themselves, so it's just that the people from the East are killing each other."

Prince Harrison was stunned.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The selection of overseers from the captives will inevitably create a rift among the people of the East.

Those hard-working captives must have resented their comrades chosen to be overseers, even more so than the black cavalry.

This is human nature.

Then, Colin deliberately gave them less food, and the captives would not resent the Black Cavalry because they dared not.

But they will transfer this resentment to their former companions and current foreman, thinking that these people are the real murderers of oppression.

Once this kind of confrontation and hatred broke out, the people of the East would kill each other, and there was no need for the Black Cavalry to do it themselves.

Prince Harrison suddenly felt that Viscount Angele beside him was a little scary.

However, it is also very effective.

The battle outside the city is drawing to a close.

Although the overseers did not have to work, they had more strength, and had some simple weapons in their hands, but the prisoners had an absolute advantage in numbers, and soon won the melee victory.

The bodies of thousands of overseers were haphazardly dumped on the snow, and there were more bodies of prisoners beside them.

The black cavalry did not pay attention to this, as long as the people from the east did not try to rush out of the limited area, they would let them toss.

The captives cheered loudly, celebrating the victory, and immediately rushed to the cauldrons full of food.

However, the food is still not enough.

So, the fight happened again.

There were piles of corpses on the snow.

When the riot finally subsided, the black cavalry entered the venue belatedly.

They directed the surviving captives to bury the bodies, and then selected a new group of overseers from among them.

Continue to the next round...

Colin looked at Prince Harrison, whose complexion was constantly changing, and suddenly asked, "His Royal Highness, look at those overseers, what do they look like?"

Prince Harrison was stunned for a while, and asked in confusion: "Like what?"

"Does it look like our human nobles?"

"noble?"

"Yes, there are fewer nobles, but they hold more power and enslave a large number of companions who are not much different from us."

Prince Harrison froze in his heart and found that what Colin said really made sense.

For some reason, an inexplicable panic suddenly surged in his heart, and he blurted out, "But in the real world, how can those commoners dare to resist the nobles?"

"Under normal circumstances, of course I wouldn't dare." Colin laughed. "But when they are cornered, what can't they do?"

"But...but even if they rebel, they can't win! The nobles in reality are not those overseers, not the commoners who can defeat them by relying on the advantage of numbers."

Colin did not refute this time, but said with a sneer: "Your Highness, if you are obsessed with the question of whether the commoners can defeat the nobles, then you will fall into the trap of this game."

"Trap? What do you mean?"

Ke Lin pointed to the giant pit outside the city, his eyes deep: "Think about it, the overseer and the prisoner, who arranged this confrontation between them, and who is constantly intensifying this confrontation, making them Cannibalism?"

Prince Harrison's eyes narrowed: "It's you!"

Colin laughed: "Yeah. Then, think about it again, the overseer and the prisoner, who wins and who loses, do I really care?"

Prince Harrison suddenly realized: "You don't care. As long as they fight on their own, no matter who wins or loses, they have already fallen into your trap. What they should really do is to unite and fight against the Black Cavalry. you!"

"Yes." Colin nodded lightly, then suddenly stopped talking.

Prince Harrison pondered the long metaphor of Colin's words, and seemed to have something in his heart.

But suddenly, he was stunned.

Because, he thought of the two classes that the overseers and captives are metaphors in reality - nobles and commoners.

However, there is another force in this game - Colin and the Black Cavalry!

What they are alluding to is...

Prince Harrison suddenly turned his head to look at Colin, and saw the Viscount Angele showing an inscrutable smile.

He opened his mouth, just about to ask the doubts in his heart, but found that he couldn't speak at all.

Suddenly, the imperial prince felt a boundless fear enveloped him, causing him to tremble all over.