People are in the Ark, I am the mastermind behind them

Of course, as nobles, they still retain the most basic sense. They want to negotiate terms, not mutiny. No one is stupid enough to challenge the bottom line of an army commander.

"Friends, let's gather our soldiers, let's go to Commander Gawain and ask for an explanation!"

I don’t know who was the first to speak, which completely ignited the emotions of these nobles. They stood up muttering, walked out of the room, and blew the emergency assembly whistle.

A few minutes later, hundreds of Ursus soldiers, led by nine noble officers, gathered and they moved towards Gawain's temporary residence.

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As a senior general, Gawain was not greedy for enjoyment. He often lived and ate with the soldiers. He was used to the suffering of Ursus, and he despised the life of the nobles.

At this moment, he was lying on the table reading a book. Suddenly, noisy shouting came from the distance, and the officer promoted by Gawain issued a warning.

"Stop immediately and put down your weapons!"

Hearing the guard's voice, Gawain frowned. He realized that an accident might have happened, so he opened the door and walked out of the room.

This is where the Second Army is stationed. Gawain doesn't believe that anyone dares to cause trouble, but he still underestimates the bottom line of the nobles.

Outside the house, the leading noble officers put down their crossbows. They ordered the soldiers to put away their weapons, otherwise everything would not end well.

When they saw the blond Li Boli walking out of the office and standing in front of the guards, the nobles showed angry looks. One of the representatives stepped forward, pointed at Gawain's nose and cursed:

"Gawain, we and our soldiers are here just to point out your injustice. You promote talents without considering their contribution."

"My subordinate Alexander, for Ursus, had his legs broken and his eyes blinded by the Sami. He is so loyal and dedicated, but still gets no contribution, while those humble civilians are promoted rapidly. Is this reasonable? "

As his words fell, the entourage of these nobles responded one after another.

"unreasonable!"

Looking at the noble officer, Gawain frowned.

As far as he knew, there was no officer named "Alexander" here, let alone having his legs broken by the Sami.

It seems that this officer is making things out of thin air to stir up the emotions of the soldiers.

Since Gawain took office, he has experienced his fair share of malice, be it assassinations or strikes, he has encountered them all.

Gawain understood that these nobles did not care about the truth, they just wanted to vent their emotions.

Just when he was about to say something to stabilize these nobles, a sudden change occurred.

I don't know if it was a misfire or intentional, but a guard behind Gawain pulled the trigger. The crossbow arrow hit the heart of the leading nobleman without any bias, killing him with one arrow.

The scene fell into a brief silence, and then the nobles looked at the body lying on the ground with some disbelief.

Damn it, damn it!

Gawain's face turned ugly. There were only a few dozen guards near his office, and it was too late to dispatch troops now.

"My fellow citizens, this is just..."

Before he finished speaking, the noble opposite spoke.

"Soldiers, he wants to kill us all, we can't sit still and wait for death!"

After adding fuel to the fire, the situation got completely out of control.

The attendants led by the nobles raised their crossbows and fired at Gawain's soldiers. At the same time, the nobles swarmed up. They broke through the defense in an instant, grabbed Gawain's clothes and pushed him to the ground.

In an instant, the crossbow touched Gawain's head, and these nobles lifted Gawain up and blocked him in front of them.

"Stop your soldiers and get them out of here!"

These nobles wanted to order Gawain like this, but they found that they could not speak.

Dark snowflakes fell from the sky, and the emotion called despair flowed along the wind and snow, flowing into everyone's soul.

"hiss----"

The sound of a giant python sticking out its tongue came from afar. The sound was dull, low-pitched, and full of threats.

On the snow, a small dot slowly emerged. He was obviously still hundreds of meters away from the nobles, but these nobles felt like their throats were being strangled, and they began to tremble involuntarily.

"That...that is!"

A nobleman spoke tremblingly, threw away the crossbow in his hand, and then knelt on the ground, his whole body falling into madness.

The faces of the other nobles also changed. Their drunkenness completely dissipated, and they realized that they had made a big mistake.

The breath of fear spread, everywhere.

The soldiers of the nobles put down their weapons. They felt so cold. A voice told them that if they dared to resist, they would surely die.

After a few seconds, the figure approached.

He was wearing a pitch-black military coat, and his entire face was covered by a ferocious gas mask. Several filter tubes were connected to his back, and scarlet was faintly revealed along the gaps in the mask.

The snow he stepped on was stained with filth, the vegetation was completely eroded, and even stubborn rocks would turn into powder in an instant.

Gawain stared at the black shadow with complex eyes.In the past, he could vaguely feel the aura of fear, and he thought it was just an illusion, until Gawain saw the legend of the empire, the emperor's blade, with his own eyes.

They had exploited foreign races and killed princes and nobles with their own hands. Their sharp blades were hidden in the shadows. They watched the empire and any existence that might threaten Ursus.

Gawain knew that His Majesty Feodor would definitely send someone to protect him secretly, but he never thought that the person responsible for his safety would be an internal guard.

He knew little about the inner guards, but Gawain knew the crimes they committed: they cut people's skin, drove moving cities into lakes, and they used almost everything.

In an instant, Gawain felt himself being pulled, and he began to move at high speed.

Taking advantage of the moment when the nobles fell into fear, the inner guard suddenly rushed in. He drew out his scimitar and cut the nobles blocking the road in half with one blow. Then he grabbed Gawain and led him out of the encirclement of the nobles.

"Traitor, oh, noble!"

The inner guard spoke, his voice hoarse and full of blood.

"I advise you to commit suicide immediately."

The remaining nobles seemed to be frightened, and they reacted after being stunned for a few seconds.

Whether they beg for mercy or use Gawain to gain life, it is already too late. All that awaits them is death.

After a few minutes, the guard shook off the blood stains with some boredom. He sheathed the scimitar and faced Gawain.

"Commander Gawain, the rebels and traitors have been suppressed."

Gawain took a deep breath and looked at the snowy field stained red by blood, feeling a little dazzling.

These people who dared to disobey him and these subordinates who still had evil intentions died. They became the stepping stones for Gawain to intimidate the officers and consolidate his power.

If possible, Gawain hoped that things could be resolved in a gentler way, but he couldn't.

These nobles died, but Gawain survived. He wanted to continue to consolidate his power. He wanted to completely control this army. Gawain never forgot his oath to the emperor.

Together they will clear away the darkness in Ursus, and they will pull the suffering people of this country out of the mire.

Gawain raised his head with a determined expression.

"Thank you for your help."

The inner guard nodded. He could feel the will in Gawain. He was different from the drunken and rice sacks that the inner guard saw. This commander-in-chief had unlimited vitality and possibilities.

During this period, the inner guard saw the changes brought about by Gawain, and he believed that Gawain was not on the wrong path.

"Your Majesty has high hopes for you, don't let him down, don't let Ursus down."

This dark figure slowly faded and was about to disappear.

"You just have to move forward on the road."

"Those obstacles, those corruptions and corruptions, the sharp blade will clear them away for you."

Chapter 66: As if the late emperor was still alive

When Holy Castle ushered in dawn, the Imperial Parliament had already convened.

Werther rang the bell to signal the nobles to be quiet. He took the scepter from the attendant, placed it in the center of the conference table, and then raised the document.

The nobles were sitting in their respective seats. They looked at the seats and found that Fyodor was not present, which surprised the nobles.

Feodor was an emperor who was diligent in political affairs. He never missed the parliament and often visited various places in Ursus.

Those high-ranking and well-informed nobles frowned. They thought of all the movements in the city at night, and felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

With a "bang", the door of the parliament was pushed open, and noisy footsteps were heard outside the door.

The person who came was none other than the emperor of Ursus, Feodor.

He was wearing a black military uniform with blood stains on his clothes, and his whole person looked solemn and majestic.Behind Fyodor, followed a group of inner guards, carrying bloody heads in their hands.

These heads belong to the family members of army officers.

All the nobles were stunned. They opened their eyes wide and wondered if they had not woken up.

His Majesty the Emperor...actually led the internal guards to kill the rebellious ministers in person?

The news was so exciting that the nobles couldn't accept it for a while.

In their impression, Fyodor was still the somewhat indecisive emperor. Although he had changed, he would never dare to break up with the nobles.

But the sight in front of them gave them a solid slap in the face.

"My ministers, your emperor is back!"

Along with the words, there were also round heads. They were rolling and chattering, and the fear and ferocity before death could be vaguely seen.

The entire parliament fell into a deathly silence, and no one dared to speak.

Fyodor stepped forward, the guards following behind him.The nobles looked at Fyodor as if they were looking at a dark sun.

They felt an inexplicable fear. With such methods and such courage, Fyodor was simply the rebirth of the former emperor.

"Glaji, Feitos and other families intend to rebel. They carried out mutiny in the Second Army."

"Therefore, I sentenced them to death."

Fyodor looked at every noble, his eyes were sharp, and there was an unexplainable domineering look.

The nobles stood up one after another. They saluted Fyodor and swore their surrender.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor is wise!"

Fyodor snorted coldly, then walked to his seat, but was not in a hurry to sit down, but looked at the count not far away from him, Count Yadi, with playful eyes.

Count Yadi is Fyodor's assistant. He seems to be loyal and helps build the infected factory.

"Yadi, you are so brave!"

As he spoke, the emperor of Ursus threw a roll of materials in his face, which contained bribery records between Yadi and businessmen.

"I have high hopes for you and hope that you will help me revitalize Ursus, but you embezzle funds, build empty factories, and execute infected people arbitrarily..."

Fyodor took a deep breath and looked at the frightened noble with a cold and violent expression.

"Pull it out and feed the scorpion!"

Fyodor was too lazy to listen to the nobleman's sophistry. He didn't even deserve a decent death.

An inner guard stepped forward. He felt that the fear in the air was so tempting. When he passed Fyodor, the inner guard could hardly control the enthusiasm in his heart.

Yes, that's right!His Majesty the Emperor should abandon those useless kindnesses and become a great being who punishes nobles and everything.

In the distance, the nobles were not in such a wonderful mood. They heard a bloody word that they had not heard for a long time, [meat-bearing scorpion].

This is a cruel punishment method that originated in the imperial period. Scorpions have a cruel temperament. They like to bite their prey and inject neurotoxins. This toxin will multiply the pain of the prey. People who are bitten by it will often be in agony. , and finally died from his brain being eaten away.

Even the most insensitive prisoners would be afraid of this kind of criminal law, let alone the prominent nobles. Some timid nobles shuddered, and they began to re-evaluate the sunk costs of going against Fyodor.

For these nobles, sometimes bloody warnings are more useful than any words.

Yadi screamed, like a horned animal trapped in a trap, desperately trying to struggle.In the eyes of the nobles who were either contemporaneous or gloating about his misfortune, the earl was taken away.

Then, the parliament got down to business, which was about the passage of a bill.

Prior to this, Fyodor and Werther had discussed with the old and new nobles, and had gone through countless exchanges, compromises, and battles.

Witte stood up, holding up the original copy of the bill in his hand.

“Vote to pass the Ursus Industrial Development Act now!”

This law was Fyodor's bill to regulate the labor environment in Ursus and take into account the interests of the common people while protecting the interests of the nobility.

For example, this act established minimum wages and maximum working hours, and restricted the use of child labor.Although the implementation of these regulations will take time, it is indeed progress.

After the unanimous vote, Werther handed the code to Fyodor.