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

The emperor certainly knew the source of everything, and his divine ally fulfilled his promise.Fyodor ordered the war factions to assemble under his banner, and then the god sent down divine punishment and uprooted them like a ravage.

This method was far beyond Fyodor's imagination, and he couldn't even understand how it was done.

Even the [King of Kings], the great man who received countless gifts and blessings, would never be able to accomplish such a feat.

Speaker Witte nodded, his brows furrowed, and his whole person looked much older.

When the empire encounters such changes, it will inevitably cause turmoil. At this time, he, a minister, must solve the emperor's problems.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, please don't worry. The nobles will also be wary. They dare not cause trouble."

In addition, the speaker also sent a telegram to the First Army in the name of Fedor, asking him to send troops to increase security.

What Werther never thought was that the military commander who was promoted by Werther had betrayed him.

"Is it···"

Fyodor was noncommittal, and he looked out the window. It was exactly midnight, the night air was thick, and it was hard to see outside.

He had to do something, and he had to do it fast.When the long night completely enveloped this great empire, everything was too late.

"Inner Guard!"

The emperor shouted, calling to the guards hidden in the shadows.

Only this time, the emperor received no response, and the emperor's blade fell into silence.

Decades ago, when the late emperor was revolted and killed, the inner guards also stood by and watched like this.

Fyodor's face became more gloomy. He knew that the inner guards could not be counted on. They never intervened in political struggles that were not yet clear, especially when they believed that an emperor was not worthy of their assistance.

"call···"

The emperor took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his mood.

"Witt, when this day really comes, the only one who is willing to stand by my side is you."

As the emperor stood up, Werther also stood up respectfully and followed behind him.

"Your Majesty Feodor, I will serve you and Ursus until the end."

Scholars die for those who know themselves, this has been the case since ancient times.Werther was willing to dedicate his life to his motherland, and he had already been prepared for this.

There were rapid footsteps outside the corridor, and two attendants opened the door in a panic, and reported to Fyodor without caring about their own interests.

"Your Majesty the Emperor! The city defense army has received news that the three Grand Dukes... They secretly transferred troops from nearby into the Holy Castle. They are now leading their own private soldiers and are heading towards the Winter Palace!"

Hearing these words, the emperor showed an indifferent expression. He knew that he would eventually have a battle with these nobles.

"Oh? Those decadent nobles really have such courage. I have to take a high look at them."

As he spoke, he walked to the wall of the study room, took off a gorgeous sword, and then put on his military uniform.

"Send an order to the person in charge of the Winter Palace and ask him to organize defenses, close all entrances, and never let anyone in."

The temperament of iron and blood revived in his body, and he tied the long sword of the previous emperor around his waist, as if he had inherited a legacy from the previous emperor.

"Come, those who oppose me, all come forward!"

The emperor stepped forward and walked out of the house, followed by a wave of attendants who wanted to defend their king.

The great rebellion is about to begin.

Chapter 122: Come, fire on your emperor!

"Curfew, curfew! Anyone else waiting, go home quickly and close the doors and windows!"

Several mounted policemen were driving the crowds on the street. They were about to start a great operation.

The residents of Ursus obeyed in fear, and many rushed to their homes, closing their doors and not even daring to take a breath.

They didn't know what was going on, but they didn't dare to go against the requirements of the noble lords and government departments, otherwise, they would incur endless attacks.

At midnight, under the call of the three temporary heads of the duke families, many nobles took up arms and ordered their servants to wear armor. They had rehearsed countless times for this day.

Those servants, taking up arms, are well-trained soldiers.

The doors of countless mansions opened, and then soldiers walked out in an endless stream, heading towards the same goal - the Winter Palace.

In addition to the strength of the nobles themselves, the three major families also colluded with the commander-in-chief of the First Army. They had already bribed this loser. Before their action was over, the First Army would not arrive at the Holy Castle. Witte The reinforcements the Speaker counted on would never come.

"Quick, quick, move quickly!"

A commander ordered his soldiers like this. They were afraid that something would change if they failed. If they failed, disaster would be waiting for them.

The inner guards will stand by and watch, and the city defense army will not be able to advance for a while. Even the first group army chooses to wait and watch. Except for the hundreds of guards in the Winter Palace, there is no force that can stop these nobles.

In the outer ring of the Holy Castle, the city defense army received a telegram, an order from the three great dukes. They requested that the Holy Castle defense army not be mobilized and strictly prohibited from going out.

When Fyodor was about to connect the communication, he found that the communication channel had been paralyzed by the nobles, and the entire Winter Palace had become an isolated island.

There were more than 3000 people in this coalition of nobles. They marched through the streets and arrived at the upper city. Not far ahead, they would see the Ursus Winter Palace.

The noise in the streets woke up Count Termeer in the upper town, an old nobleman who was loyal to Ursus and had to retire from politics after getting old.

The old earl opened the window and saw the team approaching from a distance. He saw the nobles holding sharp swords and saw them flying pure black flags symbolizing "Unjust Royal Power".

"They...they are going to rebel!"

Temir's eyes were filled with anger, and blood flowed all over his body.

Ursus finally welcomed a kind majesty, an Ursus with lofty ideals, but now, these nobles want to overthrow him and drag Ursus back into the quagmire.

"Wake up, boys!"

Count Temer rang the bell, and he ordered his children and servants to assemble at once, and then distributed weapons to them one by one.

"Everyone, now is the time when Ursus needs us. We must never let down His Majesty or let down Ursus!"

With that said, the old earl opened the door. He and his two sons walked in the front, followed by dozens of servants.

"For Ursus!"

Count Temir shouted loudly, he raised his sword and led dozens of people to charge towards the army of thousands of people.

This army did not even survive the first round of gunfire from the noble coalition. Old Temir was beaten into a sieve. His two sons died in the battle soon after, and none of the dozens of servants surrendered.

The roar of gunfire shocked more people, especially the homeless infected people. They pricked up their ears and poked their heads out from the sewers and abandoned houses. After seeing the noble army with their teeth and claws arrogant, These infected people were so frightened that they could not speak.

"Hide, hide!"

This was their first reaction. They did not dare to offend the noble masters, especially since these noble masters were known to be evil at first sight.

However, one brave infected person still looked through the gap. He saw the army heading north, and to the north was the winter palace of Emperor Ursus.

"Da Mao, they are going to kill the emperor, they are going to rebel!"

The infected person exclaimed. He quickly blocked his mouth, and then huddled in the sewer pipe with his companions, not daring to say a word.

"Ah! But His Majesty Fyodor is obviously a good man."

The dark sewer pipes fell into silence, and a dozen infected people were wrapped in nameless emotions. They might be about to witness a major event that would be recorded in the history of Ursus, but these infected people were powerless.

None of them wanted Fyodor to be killed because the emperor was good to them.If the former emperor had been in power, these infected people would have been arrested by rounds of infected pickets.

What's more, they also heard that a new "Infected Persons Prevention and Treatment Law" will be introduced soon, and the status of infected people will be improved.And once Fyodor is assassinated, everything will become empty talk.

"Perhaps we should do something to help His Majesty Feodor."

An infected person said quietly, he thought of the infected factory where many infected people lived. If those infected people were liberated, it would be a powerful force.

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At 1097 a.m. on January 1, 15, the coalition of nobles crossed Ursus Square and headed for the Winter Palace.

What they are about to face is the Originium technology left behind by generations of emperors in Ursus.Fyodor was not known for his strength, nor was his ancestor.As piles of Origin Stones were thrown in, those Origin Stone skills used for protection were quickly activated.

A colorful shield rose, which was the Origin Stone skill left behind by the previous emperor known as the "Conqueror". It could block blunderbuss and crossbow arrows.

"My guards, the guards of Ursus, at this moment, you are my last barrier!"

Feodor raised his arms and shouted, and the attendants rushed to their respective positions. They occupied the high platform, pulled out the Originium Cannon from the warehouse, and set it up in advance.

"Everyone, victory is at hand!"

The temporary head of the Kyle family roared, he drew his sword, and then ordered the soldiers to charge.

Hundreds of fire cannons fired in unison, hitting the shield but failing to penetrate it.

Crossbow arrows continued to pour down from the high tower of the Winter Palace, shooting down the soldiers at the forefront.and

Faced with an easy victory, the coalition of nobles certainly would not give up. They were not afraid of death and quickly reached the gate of the Winter Palace.

"Citybreaker, quick, quick, quick!"

A group of soldiers pushed the huge siege spear violently, and the spear tip hit the door hard, making a violent sound, but it failed to penetrate.

"Crying gun!"

Following Fyodor's order, these palace guards took out huge fire guns. All of these equipment were royal fine products, and the power of each shot was enough to penetrate the heavily armored shield guards.

Like thunder exploding, dozens of sharpshooters aimed at the siege team, tearing them apart with just one salvo.

However, the second and third siege teams arrived quickly. They put ladders on the high wall and tried hard to climb up.

On the wall, stood an epee swordsman. Whenever a soldier climbed up the high wall, his head would be chopped off by the epee swordsman.

The guards of the Winter Palace are all the elites of Ursus. One of them is as good as ten, and they are invincible.

After losing more than 200 soldiers, the first batch of soldiers climbed up the city wall.

Soon, the battle to defend the city turned into a close combat. The source stone ammunition reserves in the Winter Palace were not abundant, so every shot would be carefully considered.

Seeing that the front line was retreating further, Fyodor became a little anxious. While he ordered Werther to try his best to contact the outside world, he personally directed and blocked all the gaps.

This rebellion is all about who collapses first. As long as Feodor can take over the offensive of these nobles, reinforcements will definitely appear, whether it is the city defense army or the first and second armies.

The longer it takes, the better it will be for Fyodor.

"My warriors, your Emperor is with you!"

The emperor shouted loudly, drew his sword, and personally came to the forefront of the fighting. He wanted to live and die with the defense line.

The arrival of Fyodor boosted the morale of the Winter Palace defenders. They shouted long live and then fought against the rebels.

Blood splattered on the high walls and bodies lay haphazardly on the floor.Although the defenders fought bravely, it was still of no avail in the face of several times the numerical difference.

With a "bang", the sharpshooters in the rear row used up their last ammunition. They dropped their muskets and pulled out their Ursus scimitars.

Fyodor was covered in blood. He killed five rebels with his own hands, and two of his elite guards were also killed.

Under the high wall, the number of casualties of the noble coalition has exceeded [-], which makes the three major families feel heartache. They can feel that the morale is visibly declining.

"Where's the Warlock? Come forward and open the damn door!"

Following the order from the temporary head of the Kyle family, several warlocks with powerful Origin Stone skills gathered together. They were retainers of the nobles.

The great nobles no longer held back. After the cannon fodder was consumed, they were finally willing to use their elite forces.

These warlocks came to the front of the formation and started chanting, targeting the gate of the Winter Palace.

The flames took shape, then expanded, and finally became destructive. When these warlocks performed their Originium skills together, the flames they aroused even surpassed Tallulah's.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, and a destruction was coming.

Fyodor also noticed the terrifying Originium skill. The emperor stepped forward suddenly, ignoring the guards' obstruction and exposing himself to the rebels' sight.

Facing the soldiers under the high wall and facing the coming terrifying flames, Fyodor glared into the distance. His face was majestic and noble, making people want to worship him.

"Come! My subjects! Fire on me, on your emperor!"

The strong wind blew, and the Origin Stone skill engraved somewhere in the Winter Palace was quietly activated, which increased Feodor's momentum hundreds of times.

For a moment, the warlocks looked at Fyodor. They felt that the emperor was so majestic and majestic that they could not have the slightest emotion to dare to disobey.

Chapter 123: The power of the Ursus people

"Idiots, what are you still doing?"

Behind these warlocks, an angry voice came from three representatives of the nobles who hated iron but failed to make steel.

"If we can't break through this gate, we will all die. That emperor will never be soft-hearted!"

Faced with the bloody warning, the warlocks did not dare to neglect. They lowered their heads in fear, trying not to look at Fyodor's face, and then ordered the destructive Origin Stone skill to fly forward.