In the howling cold wind, Colin led Prince Harrison to the top of Silvermoon City's city wall.
The snow outside the city hadn't melted yet. At this time, it was reflecting the rays of the setting sun, looking particularly gorgeous.
Colin pointed at the huge pit outside the city and the Eastern Region captives working beside it, and asked, "Your Highness, do you know what the pit I made the Eastern Region captives dig is for?"
Prince Harrison's eyes turned, and he remembered his mother's warning. He shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Colin said in an indifferent tone, "That's their grave."
"Grave?" Prince Harrison's face was full of horror.
But the young prince's acting skills were obviously not up to par, and he was immediately seen through by the old senior Colin.
However, Colin didn't expose him. Instead, he quietly looked at Prince Harrison, as if he was looking forward to his next performance.
Prince Harrison panicked under Colin's gaze. He hurriedly asked, "Your Excellency Viscounts, are you going to bury all these Eastern Region captives alive?"
"Bury them alive? No, no, that method is too crude. Moreover, with so many captives 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. It's a truly powerful control technique."
Prince Harrison was suddenly in a good mood. He looked at Colin with shining eyes, looking forward to his explanation.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside the city.
It seemed that the captives had a conflict with the overseer, and the two sides were confronting each other.
At this distance, Prince Harrison couldn't hear what the two sides were arguing about. He could only look at Colin and ask, "Your Excellency Viscounts, do you know why they are arguing?"
Colin seemed to know it like the back of his hand. He said indifferently, "Food."
"Food?"
"Yes. These captives have been working for a day, but they haven't had a meal yet. They must be very hungry now, so they are arguing with the overseer. "
Prince Harrison nodded, and then asked, "Then, what is the 'truly powerful controlling technique' that you mentioned?"
Colin smiled. "Don't worry, Your Highness. Please continue watching."
Prince Harrison could only watch patiently.
After a period of time, the quarrel outside the city seemed to have finally come to a conclusion. Large pots were carried out one after another, steaming hot steam rising from them and emitting a tempting fragrance.
The captives could not help but cheer, as if they were praising the "merciful" Black Cavalry.
However, it didn't take long for the quarrel to start again.
And this time, the quarrel was even more intense. The captives and the supervisors had even started to fight.
Prince Harrison was confused. He asked again, "Your Excellency Viscounts, why are they fighting again?"
"Because the captives will find that there is too little food. At most, it will only be enough for half of them."
While the two were talking, the conflict outside the city had become more and more intense. The prisoners who had been hungry for a day poured their anger on the supervisors, thinking that they had embezzled the food.
More and more people joined the fight. Blood was wantonly splashed on the snow, reflecting the light of the setting sun, creating a strange sense of beauty.
Prince Harrison looked at the Black Cavalry soldiers who were watching from the side without any intention of stopping the quarrel. He wondered, "Your Excellency Viscounts, why aren't your Black Cavalry soldiers stopping the riot of the captives?"
Colin, however, remained calm and unruffled as he asked, "Why should I stop it?"
"They are rebelling against your will!"
"No, they are just rebelling against the supervisors."
"Even so, don't you care about the supervisors?"
"Why should I care?" Colin suddenly showed a strange smile. "The supervisors themselves were selected from the captives. So, this is just the people of the Eastern Region killing each other."
Prince Harrison was instantly stunned.
He opened his mouth, but did not know what to say.
Selecting supervisors from the captives would inevitably create a rift among the people of the Eastern Region.
The captives who worked hard would definitely be jealous of their companions who were selected to be supervisors. This hatred would even surpass their hatred for the Black Cavalry.
This was human nature.
Then, Colin would deliberately give them less food. The captives would not resent the Black Cavalry because they did not dare.
But they would transfer this resentment to their former companions, now the supervisors, thinking that these people were the real culprits who oppressed them.
Once this hostility and jealousy broke out, the people of the Eastern Region would kill each other. There was no need for the Black Cavalry to do it himself.
Prince Harrison suddenly felt that the Viscount Angley next to him was really scary. This method of playing with people's hearts was really terrifying.
But, it was also very effective.
The battle outside the city was coming to an end.
Although the supervisors did not need to work, they were stronger and had some simple weapons in their hands. But the captives had the absolute advantage in numbers and soon won the battle.
Thousands of supervisors' bodies were thrown on the snow, next to the bodies of the captives.
Black Cavalry did not care about this. As long as the people of the Eastern Region did not try to break out of the restricted area, they could do whatever they wanted.
The captives cheered loudly to celebrate the victory, and then immediately rushed to the cauldrons full of food.
However, there was still not enough food to go around.
So, the fighting broke out again.
Piles of corpses were added to the snow.
When the chaos finally subsided, the Black Cavalry finally entered the scene.
They directed the remaining captives to bury the corpses, and then selected a new batch of supervisors from among them.
Then, the next cycle …
Colin looked at Prince Harrison, whose face was constantly changing, and suddenly asked: "Your Highness, look at those supervisors, what do they look like?"
Prince Harrison was stunned and puzzled: "What do they look like?"
"Do they look like human nobles?"
"Nobles?"
"Yes, the number of nobles is smaller, but they have more power. They enslave a large number of their companions, but they are not much different from us."
Prince Harrison felt a chill in his heart, and found that Colin's words were indeed reasonable.
For some reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, and blurted out: "But in the real world, how could the commoners dare to rebel against the nobles?"
"Under normal circumstances, of course they would not dare." Colin smiled and said, "But when they are forced into a dead end, what can they not do?"
"But … But even if they rebel, they can't win! The nobles in the real world are not like those supervisors. They are not something that the commoners can defeat with numbers. "
Colin did not refute this time. Instead, he sneered and said, "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? "
Colin pointed in the direction of the huge pit outside the city, his eyes deep and dark. "Think about it, who arranged this conflict between the supervisors and the captives, and who is constantly intensifying this conflict and making them kill each other?"
Prince Harrison's eyes narrowed. "It's you!"
Colin laughed heartily. "That's right. Then, think about it again. Between the overseer and the captive, do I really care who wins or loses? "
Prince Harrison was enlightened. "You don't care. As long as they fight among themselves, no matter who wins or loses, they will have already fallen into your trap. What they should really do is to unite and rebel against the Black Cavalry, and against you! "
"Yes." Colin nodded lightly, and then suddenly stopped talking.
Prince Harrison pondered over this meaningful metaphor that Colin had mentioned, and seemed to have understood something.
But suddenly, he was stunned.
Because he thought of the two classes that the supervisors and the captives symbolized in the real world — the nobles and the commoners.
However, there was another force in this game — Colin and the Black Cavalry!
What they were symbolizing was …
Prince Harrison suddenly turned to look at Colin, and saw this Viscount Angley give him an enigmatic smile.
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask the question in his heart, but he realized that he did not know where to start.
Suddenly, this prince of the empire felt a boundless fear envelop him, and he could not help but tremble.
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