MTL - Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World-Chapter 25 King's Capital Restoration War III

"Your Highness, the leader of the bandit, Hals, has been conferred, and all the rebels at the North Gate have surrendered."

In the evening, the Duke of Walker and Princess Catherine met at the palace and brought Sir Haas' body over.

"The traitor must have been frightened mad by the news of the fall of the east gate. He rushed to our army formation recklessly, and was finally shot to death by the archers."

Catherine cast a cold glance at Hals, who had turned into a hedgehog, and ordered: "Take the head of this traitor and recruit the remnants of the rebels who are still fighting."

Immediately, someone came over and dragged Hals' body down for "disposition".

"Your Highness, Lord Rupert and several other ministers are here."

Catherine was overjoyed: "Bring them here quickly."

On the day of the rebellion, Hals personally led the troops to rush into the palace. If it weren't for the chancellor, Earl Rupert, who led a group of ministers to deal with Hals and bought precious time for the king, the king might not have escaped the clutches of the rebels. , then the current situation will be much more complicated, at least Catherine will be cautious.

Therefore, Catherine is very grateful to Rupert and the ministers who held up the rebels that day. Although she had received a secret report that Hals did not dare to kill them, but only imprisoned them, Catherine was still worried whether the rebel leader would suddenly Go crazy and do something irrational. Another reason is that if more than half of the kingdom's top executives are cut off, it will not be so easy to form another administrative team. How can I lead the army south to counter the rebellion with confidence?

Rupert and others quickly came in, "I will pay my respects to Your Highness the Princess."

"Quick and free."

Everyone was a little excited to meet again after the big change.

Rupert asked worriedly: "I wonder if His Majesty the King is well?"

Catherine said with a face of shame: "Father is fine, and he has regained consciousness, and he will be able to return to the capital in a few days. But you, you won't blame me for attacking the city without worrying about your safety? I'm sorry. "

Rupert looked calm: "Your Highness, don't think so, unnecessary pity is a taboo for the leader of the army."

Several other ministers also expressed their views one after another.

Catherine was very pleased to hear that, and came to the council hall in the palace while talking with them.

"Father ordered me to temporarily take charge of state affairs until he recovers. I wonder what advice you guys have for me in this situation?"

Rupert: "The most urgent task is to stabilize the people's hearts and order in the Jingyao area and resume production."

Catherine was in favor: "Well, I would like to ask the Minister of the Palace to draw up a notice to inform Jingyao City and nearby places of the news of the rebels' punishment, so as to stabilize the hearts of the people."

"Your Highness, please let the army be under martial law for at least one month to appease the local area. After the rebellion, Jingyao's government orders were chaotic, and the local area was at a loss. Many people who tried to fish in troubled waters took advantage of the opportunity to make trouble. They need to be brought to justice." The Minister of Justice also proposed his own Views.

"Well, this is also an extremely urgent matter, and I will notify the army."

…

Xicheng District is the location of Jingyao Fort's official grain warehouse. After Wang Jun regained Jingyao, he immediately sent people to strengthen the protection of the warehouse, and it is strictly forbidden for idlers to enter and leave.

At this time, the sun had completely set, and due to the chaos caused by the war, the residents had turned off their lights and had a rest early. The nearby roads were surprisingly quiet, and the sound of footsteps could only be heard when soldiers patrolled by occasionally.

There were two soldiers guarding the entrance of the warehouse compound, and one of them yawned, "It's so boring, the change of guard hasn't come yet!"

"Stand on your post! It's only been less than two hours." The companion on the side was very speechless.

"My stomach is protesting...Huh? Someone seems to be coming over there."

Another soldier immediately shouted: "Who is it? Stop!"

"Hehe, don't panic, it's me." The visitor walked over calmly and said with a smile.

By the light of the torches, the soldiers could clearly see a chubby face.

"Ah, it turned out to be the supervisor, I'm sorry."

The person who came was the official in charge of managing the granary. I met him in the evening when he handed over the defense work. Although he was friendly, he was still a small nobleman. It was not something the two big soldiers could offend. They quickly bowed and apologized.

"Where is it, you should be loyal to your duties. Besides, I am here to trouble you."

"I don't know what's the matter with the supervisor?"

"When I left in the evening, I left a very important account book in a warehouse. Oh, I have to write a report all night tonight, and it has to be delivered to the palace tomorrow morning. Without this account book, I can only I can make it up."

"So that's how it is. Let me illuminate it for you, and help you find it by the way."

The Warehouse Manager is not a casual person, so he naturally has the right to enter and exit.

The soldier lit an oil lamp, followed the steward to the room near the door, took a bunch of keys, and entered the courtyard of the warehouse area.

"Troublesome little brother."

"It is an honor to serve you, my lord."

As the two walked, they chatted one after another.

Walking to a warehouse deep in the yard, the fat supervisor suddenly stopped, "It seems to be this one."

"Let's go in and have a look, my lord."

The two opened the door and walked into the warehouse, and then searched carefully by the light of the oil lamp.

"It doesn't seem to be here. Look elsewhere."

"Hehe, no hurry. Little brother, have you seen the drama?"

The soldier was very strange. Why did the fat supervisor ask him this? But he still replied honestly: "Your Excellency, you are joking. Only nobles and rich people can appreciate it. How can people like me see it?"

"Then let me babble with you, there are always highs and lows in the plot of a drama."

"Uh... I don't quite understand what you said." The soldier was a little confused.

"There are climaxes and troughs, and it is a complete drama." The warehouse supervisor's expression gradually became strange, half a smile, half a smile, half a cry.

The soldier was terrified by the expression of the warehouse supervisor. Why is this guy so nervous, "My lord, let's find the account books quickly."

The supervisor ignored the soldiers at all, and said to himself: "The protagonists in tragedies often start off smoothly, then fall from the high tide to the low tide, and never climb out in the end."

His eyes gradually became numb and lifeless, but his hands tightly grasped a small bag of grain placed at the door.

The soldier became nervous and realized that something was wrong. The man in front of him was really evil, and warned: "If you do this again, I will blow the police whistle."

But the soldiers' warnings were ineffective.

"And the protagonists of a comedy often usher in an unexpected turn after the trough." The supervisor began to tear the food bag vigorously while talking~www.novelbuddy.com~So, is this a tragedy? Or a comedy? "

Just when the supervisor finished speaking, the bag was torn open, and the soldier's eyes widened in horror. There was no food in that bag at all, but sulfur, which he recognized.

"Stop!" The soldier who realized what was going to happen next shouted, drew his sword and rushed towards the supervisor.

The supervisor quickly put his hand in his pocket, then pulled it out and threw a pile of powder at the soldiers.

"Ah—" The sharp pain and burning sensation quickly spread to the brain, and the soldier threw away his weapon, covering his eyes and struggling.

The warehouse supervisor picked up the oil lamp that fell on the ground, "Who is the protagonist of this drama?"

…

After having dinner with the ministers and generals, Catherine returned to her room in the palace to rest. The familiar layout in the room made her feel a little relaxed. She took off her armor and took a hot bath. Put on a skirt. The princess went to the bookshelf, picked up a collection of poems, and planned to read it for a while before going to bed, but for some reason she was always restless, and couldn't read a single line of those beautiful passages in the past.

"Hey—did the recent war make me too nervous? I heard that many veterans will become very weird when they leave the army. Catherine, Catherine, you can't become like that."

The princess went to the balcony, wanting to take a breath of fresh air. Under the blowing of the night wind, her beautiful figure was undoubtedly revealed.

Suddenly, a bright spot appeared to the west of the palace, and Her Royal Highness, who knew it was where the granary was, immediately realized that something bad had happened.

Sure enough, the bright spots expanded rapidly until the soaring flames illuminated almost the entire Xicheng District.