Friedman is not an entrepreneurial leader like Zhou Qingfeng, and he has many constraints on handling affairs. He must spend more energy to balance the internal relationships of his own forces, and even have to do things that obviously harm the long-term interests of the family.

However, the war that is about to start again is a great opportunity. Internal conflicts and external resolution are a very difficult method in history. As long as you win, you can win prestige and eliminate dissidents.

After listening to the butler's report, Friedman was quite indifferent and made some decisions casually.

As the patriarch, he must consider it from a higher level. In the past six months, he has realized that his side cannot suppress his opponent technically and economically.

If you can't catch up, you can't catch up. This is not something that Kong Yan can do. Before Hanfeng City becomes invincible, relying on force to suppress is the only chance to win.

After all, in another world, axioms are all laid by force.

Friedman only stayed in the study for half an hour before leaving. He walked through the city lord's mansion, retreated his entourage, and entered the underground secret room in the mansion alone, an area closed with heavy stone doors.

It is a bit cold outside the secret room. If you are close to the secret room, the feeling of cold and warm will disappear. People's perception ability seems to be deprived, they cannot hear sounds, they lose their sense of space, as if their heads and feet are upside down, and even their eyes are blind.

People with poor strength will stand outside the stone gate and stare blankly forever. Their consciousness is pulled into the infinite void and is in chaos until their thinking is exhausted and they die.

Friedman must also forcibly improve his thinking defense and add a "protective evil" technique to himself. His hand was pressed on the stone door, lowering his head and muttering to himself.

The stone gate lit up a spider-web-like light and slowly covered the surroundings until it swallowed Friedman. The patriarch passed through the stone gate, but he had to be more careful, gather his whole spirit, and move forward slowly step by step.

Behind the stone gate is a broken place, collapsed stone pillars and decaying door frames. Deep gullies appear on the ground, leading directly to a group of steps in front.

The steps are covered with gravel, and when you look closely, it is a statue. The face of the statue is no longer visible, leaving only a few large pieces that have split and collapsed. These remains of the statue's original twisted limbs and terrifying atmosphere.

There is a strange light of light green in this underground space, illuminating the ruins and leading Friedman to the stone steps. After taking a few steps ahead, there are huge ice cubes five or six meters high behind the stone steps.

The ice cube is the center of the entire underground ruin. It is transparent and emits an invisible shock field. Every step forward, Friedman must undergo a Will check. If he fails, he will be stunned for several seconds and cannot move.

Fortunately, this is not a state of combat. Otherwise, the dull state would be enough to make Friedman die more than a dozen times. But he didn't dare to move forward ten meters away from the ice.

A monster was frozen in the ice, and a giant snake with green scales grew lower body, but the upper body was a six-armed snake demon of a charming woman. It spread its six arms in a ferocious posture, clasped different weapons, and pounced forward.

The scales form the armor of the snake demon and cover its body surface. Each of its hands is wearing bracelets inlaid with high-end gems, and jewelry containing great power is also hung on its chest and earlobes. The swords, axes, hammers, hooks and forks held in its hands are all magical equipment.

The reason why Banshee Castle is called Banshee is the name of this snake demon. Its original body is in the abyss, and it reaches level fifteen with just one projection.

The Banshee Castle was originally a place where the six-armed snake demon bewitched mortals to worship. The ancestors of the Buqi family destroyed this place, but did not completely destroy the snake demon projection, but only sealed it.

When Friedman appeared, the sealed snake demon posture could not move, but his eyes moved, as if a sharp sword blade pierced, causing a strong heartbeat.

The snake demon was laughing, mocking, watching the prey slowly approach. It knew that there would be such a day that the sealed family would bow their heads and beg for it, because the descendants of heroes could easily turn into bears.

Friedman could feel this ruthless mockery. He stood in front of the frozen snake demon for a long time, thinking about how charming his ancestors had defeated this terrifying demon, and he was fascinated by his thoughts.

And today, he wants to release it.

When the head of Buqi entered the underground secret room, the corpse collector who had been watched by him fell on the streets of the cold wind.

Two more ragged corpse collectors came to the street. They also pushed carts full of corpses, looking at their dead companions with numb faces.

Later, the corpse collector was an old and a young man. The older one sighed and shouted to the young corpse collector: "Take off his clothes and you can still wear them."

The deceased's dirty clothes were taken off, revealing his thin, bony body. He had been frozen and had to break his joints to take off his clothes and make a snap.

The naked body was thrown on the cart and mixed with several other refugee bodies. It was as thin as a bundle of dead wood. These "dead wood" would be transported outside the city and would not be buried. You could just find a remote pothole to throw it away.

The old and young corpse collectors turned back again and staggered back in the wind and snow. They had a special residence in the corner of the city, not next to the nobles and civilians, and were a lonely hut.

A fire pit is lit in the hut, so that it can avoid some wind and snow. A pot of boiling water is boiling in the stove of the fire pit, bubbling. People coming in outside pour some boiling water from the stove to drink it, which is also warmer.

It’s pretty good to have a fire pit, after all, fuel costs money. Today, the fire was lit with special circumstances. There were more than a dozen corpse collectors in the room surrounding the fire pit, listening quietly to one of them.

"Lord Hugo said that as long as anyone enters the territory of Hanfeng City, he will be protected and governed by him. Whether it is slaves, tenants, or apprentices, no matter what his previous identity, he will be a free citizen when he arrives in Hanfeng City.

Free people enjoy the power of migration, work, marriage, faith, etc. Lord Hugo will give any new residents a basic living guarantee of three months without any reward."

The two old and young people just returned, and the young man sat by the fire pit and asked weakly: "Can we corpse collectors go?"

The speaker nodded, "Yes, anyone can do it. I came to help you from Hanfeng City. However, the Buqi family blocked the border and controlled the food. Even a ox cart could not be found along the way.

It’s too cold now, and it’s difficult to walk over a 200-kilometer road. So we have to plan step by step, organize more people, and raise enough food. It’s best to have a big escape in the beginning of next spring."

After a pause, the speaker sighed, "I can't guarantee that each of you will be saved, but at least give you a chance to survive. Keep staying in Banshee Castle, at least half of you will not survive this winter.
Chapter completed!