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"However, a few months ago, when the monsters started to act strangely, the legion commander, Lord Marta, returned to the imperial city with all the brigadiers, generals and captains of ten thousand, and appointed me as the temporary legion commander."

"We have been supporting here for several months. The supplies have been cut off for a long time. There are guards waiting to report to the empire, pleading with the empire to send supplies, but the promised supplies have never appeared."

"The weapons have become rusty due to the long battle, and the blades are all pitted. Some brothers were forced to make simple weapons from the claws and fangs of the monsters they killed."

"Weapons can also be made by oneself, but armor is more difficult. As a last resort, some brothers peeled off the monster's fur and made it into clothes to wear on their bodies."

Banal explained.

In this hot weather, the feeling of monster fur covering their bodies would definitely not be pleasant, but they had no choice.

"Food, grass, and fresh water have also been interrupted for a long time. Even though we have been working hard to save food, we still ran out of it a week ago. During this period of time, we have relied on monster flesh and blood to satisfy our hunger."

That's the real deal.

And the smell of monster flesh and blood... was disgusting, sour with a strong rancid smell.

Carol's face became more and more ugly, and her white fingers even clenched tightly: "This is impossible. The person in charge of the logistics work here is Marquis Bunian. Every month, the empire arranges a large amount of supplies. How is it possible to ask Marquis Bunian to transport him to support the front line..."

Before he finished speaking, the smart Carol, Qin Chu, and the experienced Banal already understood what was going on.

It seems that the so-called Marquis Bunian did not send supplies to the front line at all. That guy resold all the food, weapons, and armor...

He may sell weapons to other countries, other nobles, bandits, and bandits, or sell food to hungry civilians at high prices.

And he himself made a lot of money.

As long as all the frontline soldiers die in battle, there will be no proof of death.

These stolen money are equivalent to laundering!

It was precisely because he understood this that Carol was extremely angry. Humanity was already in danger under the attack of monsters, but these dirty bastards were still enriching their own pockets at this time and killing more than 90,000 outstanding soldiers. They didn't care at all. I don't care what happens to the empire, I only care about whether my own money bag is bulging.

But there was sadness in Banal's eyes. To the nobles, the lives of common people were not counted as lives at all.

At this time, Qin Chu curled his lips seemingly unintentionally and said casually: "It's all because of that damn Marquis Bunian who killed so many people!"

"If this were in our original world, I'm afraid... we would have risen up a long time ago and said that the princes and generals would rather have the guts..."

Banal's eyes flashed suddenly.

Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?

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Chapter 208 Where is the law of heaven? Where is the king's law? (3)

Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?

Banal kept pondering this sentence.

He has little education, but that doesn't mean he is a fool. He doesn't understand what a prime minister is, but he can still understand kings, marquises, and generals.

There was a wave in his heart, surging like a tsunami.

The hatred in his chest, coupled with Qin Chu's inadvertent instructions, produced a strange reaction in Banal's heart.

Why are you just a civilian? And those mediocre bastards have been nobles since birth, why is their fate so unfair? We are all human, why are there such big differences?

The commander of the Marta Army, as the eldest son of the Duke's family, led all the nobles back to the imperial city to enjoy themselves when the monsters attacked, leaving the common people here to resist the invasion of monsters.

Marquis Bunian embezzled the military pay that was supposed to be given to the soldiers, and even swallowed up all the weapons, equipment, and food money to enrich his own pockets. If it weren't for what this bastard did, the brothers would not have suffered such tragic casualties.

Their wallets are bulging, but all of their ninety-three thousand good brothers were killed in the battlefield!

Why, why, why?

Perhaps, Banal has not yet aroused the urge to resist, but anger has already accumulated in his heart, and the seeds of hatred and resistance have been sown.

It may wither...or it may take root one day.

And Carol was also angry, and her towering chest rose and fell rapidly.

She could see the faces of the soldiers around her from the corner of her eyes, and knew that resentment had been building up in everyone's hearts.

The empire has long been in decay because of these damn moths.

If this matter cannot be dealt with immediately and resolutely, and these soldiers are given an explanation, the soldiers' dissatisfaction will continue to accumulate, and maybe one day it will completely break out. This is something Carroll absolutely does not want to see.

Taking a deep breath, Carol suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Qin Chu and Banal: "I will contact my father. The matter of Marquis Bunian will be resolved soon, and he will answer for his actions. Pay the heaviest price.”

Carroll activated the message magic and informed Wadsworth of the situation here.

On the other side, right in the imperial city.

Wadsworth, who had just received the message from his daughter, didn't even have time to be surprised by the victory of the brave team in their first action. The next news made Wadsworth's face become more and more gloomy.

Of the 100,000 soldiers, less than 7,000 survived, including the seriously wounded.

Martha Blaise, the noble son of the Duke's family, although it was said that he went to the army to get gold, but before the monsters attacked, he actually left his post without authorization and led all the nobles back to the imperial city. At the same time, he also took away all the nobles and a large number of people. supplies, seriously affecting the morale of the army.

Marquis Bunian sold military supplies, leaving frontline soldiers without food, clothing, weapons, or armor...

Good...good...good!

In an instant, Wadsworth's face looked as ferocious as a wild lion.

He hadn't been this angry in a long time.

Wadsworth had long known about the decadence and decay of the nobility.

Under normal circumstances, Wadsworth would pretend not to see it unless it was too much.

After all, although there are certain conflicts and competitions between the nobility and the imperial power, they are also interdependent. But now Wadsworth is angry.

His face looked distorted.

It seems that those stupid nobles have really forgotten what they used to be called.

He has the reputation of a lion.

"Someone is coming..."

A commander of the Praetorian Guards immediately appeared in front of Wadsworth.

"The whole city is searching for Marquis Bunian, Marta Blaise."

"Also, all nobles of the Empire's 107th Legion will be arrested."

"Anyone who dares to interfere will be killed!"

Today, he will go on a killing spree.

With an order, the imperial guards directly under the royal family immediately dispatched to hunt down all the nobles involved.

The Imperial Guards were dispatched in large numbers. This situation was not common. Anyone could feel that something big was going on in the imperial city.

One by one, the nobles involved in the case were arrested in panic and screaming loudly. According to the emperor's order, they were directly escorted to the execution ground without any trial at all.

At this moment, Marquis Bunian and Duke Blaize's eldest son Marta were enjoying the service of the beauty in the Goblin House.

Surrounded by a group of warblers and swallows.

The woman's charming voice and soft body made them enjoy it, and their eyes were fascinated by the comfort.

They are waiting for the news that all the frontline soldiers have been wiped out, and the wealth they have embezzled will die without evidence.

The military supplies and fodder for one hundred thousand soldiers was a huge amount of wealth, and even nobles of their level would be moved by it.

But at this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a group of soldiers rushed into the box.

The girl Yingying Yanyan screamed, not knowing why.

"Who are you? Who let you in? Do you know who we are?" Marquis Bunian's expression suddenly changed, and he sternly reprimanded: "Why don't you get out of here?"

"You can't afford the consequences if you disturb our mood."

It's a pity that the royal guards would not obey their orders. The leading general just sneered and waved his hand. A group of guards rushed forward, locked up the two noble nobles, and escorted them to the execution ground.

Such a big movement also attracted the attention of a large number of nobles.

When he learned that his son had been sent to the execution ground, the Duke of Blaise, who was over seventy years old, mobilized the nobles close to him and put pressure on Wadsworth.

"Your Majesty, what crime does my son have?"

"How much hard work did he put into guarding the border for the empire, fighting against monsters, and enduring the wind and sand? Just because he was seriously ill and had a cough."

"You need to return to the imperial city to recuperate, and you want to execute him? Where is the law of heaven? Where is the king's law?"

"I, Duke Blaise, have fought for the empire for many years. I have shed blood for the empire, and I have been wounded for the empire. You cannot execute my son like this."

execution ground.

The Duke of Blaise, who had white hair and beard, asked Wadsworth angrily, and a group of vassals around him echoed incessantly.

He is a Duke, second only to the Grand Duke in the aristocratic class. He is quite influential in the empire, and he is not afraid even when facing the emperor.

What's more, now the emperor wants to execute his only son.

Looking at the Duke in front of him who righteously reprimanded him for not being what he was, Wadsworth's expression was gloomy.

"Where is the law of heaven? Where is the king's law?"

"Blaize, let me tell you, in the Orville Empire, I am the law of heaven, and I am the law." Wadsworth shouted in a deep voice.

"Do you think your son was executed just for escaping from battle?"

"If that's all, maybe I'll leave you a single seedling."

"But your son colluded with Bunian to resell military supplies for the front line, weapons, equipment and food for a hundred thousand troops, all of which were pocketed by the two of them."

"The soldiers on the front line fought against monsters without weapons, armor, and food, resisting desperately for several months, resulting in 93,000 casualties among the 100,000-strong army. This is what your son did."

"Tell me, should he be killed or should he die?"

His eyes as cold as an eagle swept across the seventy-six nobles of all sizes on the execution platform. Wadsworth's voice was as cold as iron: "If I don't kill them..."

"That's where the true laws of heaven and king's laws lie!"

Wadsworth's words left Duke Blaise speechless for a moment.

He knew what his son had done, but he didn't expect that Wadsworth would seize the braid this time and make such a fuss out of a molehill.

"Ahem, His Majesty the Emperor..." Another Duke Wyatt stood up: "What these nobles did is indeed inappropriate..."

"However, it was just a few civilians who died. There is no need to let a marquis or the son of a duke take his life. This is really too much."

"All we need to do is impose severe punishments. There is no need for capital punishment."

"It's better to fine them three months' salary, which can be regarded as giving an explanation to those civilians."

Duke Wyatt's words won the approval of many nobles.

That's right, a few civilians died. What's the fuss? It's not like they never died.

This was going to be execution, which was too much and they couldn't accept it.

The most important thing is that they are not clean, and they are worried that the same punishment will fall on themselves. At this time, they naturally plead desperately for these people.

Seeing a group of echoing voices around him, Wadsworth's face became even more angry: "Frontline soldiers, fighting against monsters."

"Without those soldiers, can you enjoy the city safely?"

"Do you know how many kilometers the monster will advance if that line of defense is breached? Do you know how many soldiers the empire has left and how long it can resist?"

"You don't know anything, you are like a bunch of stupid pigs!"

"From today on, all noble families must have at least one person from each family go to the battlefield to fight against monsters. If there are no descendants, then half of the family property will be handed over to support the front line. Maybe it will also make you understand how cruel the war on the front line is."

A group of nobles remained silent.

This was the first time they had seen His Majesty the Emperor so angry, and now Wadsworth was serious.

The nobles who were waiting to be executed seemed to know their fate. They struggled desperately, howled and begged.

But the guards didn't care what their reaction was, and escorted these nobles directly to the Louis XVI Happy Platform.

This name was given by the first generation of heroes, and few people knew what it meant.

After all, he was about to be beheaded, so what was there to be happy about?

"kill……"

As Wadsworth roared, the guillotine fell from above his head.

Click, click, click...