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Volume 4: Tower of Violet 703: Countering the Rebellion in Beidu

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    The first ray of dawn appeared in the eastern sky.  ¡Ñ A knight in black came on horseback, with the "Five-Colored Deer" emblem of the Hammer family embroidered on the blouse outside his breastplate.  The black-faced general looked at Modcic, saw him nodding, and ordered his soldiers to bring him over.  "Sir," the visitor dismounted and came closer, reporting softly, "the outer wall of the palace has been breached, and the golden-robed guards are relying on the inner wall to defend, and they will hold on for at least a quarter of an hour The rebels are scattered throughout the city, preparing to escort the civil and military forces.  Officials went to the palace and announced the change of government in public. "How is the deployment of the rebels?" Modsic leaned over and asked.  "I have marked the area where the rebels are concentrated on the map." The knight in black took out a piece of parchment from his arms, Modsic took it, handed it to the black-faced commander next to him, and immediately gave instructions  He said, "Very good, your mission is completed. Please notify everyone to evacuate." "Yes," the knight in black hesitated for a moment, then requested, "After that, I want to go to the palace to meet Winster, is that okay?" "  Yes, but please pay attention to safety," Inedil warned, then turned to the black-faced general and said, "Send the signal and send troops to suppress the rebellion." "Yes." The black-faced general nodded heavily and waved.  Next to him, a military attach¨¦ who had joined the army as a mage recited a few words in a low voice, activating the enchanting device in his hand.  A ray of fire shot straight into the sky and exploded high in the air. Sparks suddenly flew and were dazzling.  Modsic nodded with satisfaction. This was the "Salute Gun" he bought when passing through the Hersius Valley. Now it seems that the shop owner was not lying.  "Soldiers," sparks fell, and the black-faced general shouted towards the ranks of the Guards.  "The Council of Elders is plotting a rebellion, intending to take over the king and replace him. We shoulder the responsibility of guarding the land, so naturally we cannot sit idly by" He paused and then said, "I know there are some of you. I shouldn't have taken it.  But it doesn't matter, I took it too, and I took more As long as we put down the rebellion and recapture the Norman city, the king will forget about it. " "I am Modsic, the sealmaster of the inner court," Maud.  Xiqi raised King Nachini's private seal high and took the words.  "The king has decreed that all those who participated in countering the rebellion will be rewarded, and all previous efforts will be wiped out!" "We are willing to follow the general to counter the rebellion!" Under the leadership of the generals, the soldiers shouted in unison.  "Okay!" The black-faced general shouted, calling his generals over and assigning tasks one by one.  Troops one after another marched into the streets and alleys of Norman City.  In the end, only three thousand cavalry were left behind them.  "Sir, let's go to the palace." The black-faced general said in a deep voice.  Modric nodded slightly, and the two led the team into the Avenue of Triumph and rushed towards the palace. ? ****** ? A moment later, the Imperial Guards were dispatched to the other three city gates at the same time.  The sound of horse hooves and footsteps sounded again, but this time it was much more orderly.  Well-trained Praetorian Guard troops.  Rapidly swarming into various urban areas, the nobles' private armies were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties.  Most of them will never understand why these "friendly troops" are there until their death.  Suddenly draw a sword to fight?  After hearing the sound of the palace bell, these noble private troops relaxed one after another and started looting everywhere with open fire.  The people on duty on the street were also absent-minded, wishing they could change their posts immediately so they could take the opportunity to make a fortune.  In this case, what the Imperial Guards need to do is to march along the streets and alleys, capture them, and when they encounter resisters, they will draw out their swords and spears and kill them on the spot.  Everything that happened in the early morning was repeated at dawn. It was just that the party who was massacred now became the massacred.  However, in comparison, the Norman people still prefer the latter. After all, the Guards have strict discipline and rarely attack civilians.  Fortunately, the nobles publicized it everywhere with great fanfare, so that the people in the city knew about the rebellion.  Now that the Imperial Guards were sweeping the city under the banner of countering rebellion, it was naturally smooth sailing. The people who had been rescued were even more grateful and even lined the streets to welcome their arrival.  But the noble leaders did not know this. They gathered in front of the palace and were discussing the next steps of action.  "Have you notified Contra and the others?" Old Duke Hamer asked. The big thing was done. His face was rosy and he looked energetic.  "The message has been sent out. If nothing unexpected happens, they will send troops to attack the Hersius Valley by noon at the latest." The old mage next to him who was over fifty years old replied respectfully.  "We will take control of the imperial capital and elect a new king, while Contra and the others will capture the Hersius Valley and station troops on the 'Stalker's Road'. By then, even if Nachini returns to the north, he will be unable to recover."  Duke Gore stroked his beard and smiled.  "That's right," several other noble leaders also smiled.He said, "No matter that Nachini is shaking things up in the south, we only need to stick to the 'Path of the Light Walker', and we will have no worries." "The outer wall of the palace has been breached, and the inner wall will be lost soon," Amon Ha said.  Mo stood up and dismounted, walked over and said, "In addition, Kurdran came alone and was captured by our army." He pointed in the distance, and several military masters were escorting Kurdran.  The old general was in such a miserable state that even a section of his beard was shaved off, but he didn't care about this and just struggled to look back.  Gilnor, who was covered in blood, smiled weakly at him. During the battle just now, Gilnor had been protecting the old general until both of them were captured.  He himself was seriously injured, but the old general was fine.  "It seems that those guys in the Guards are sincerely surrendering to us," Duke Hamer looked at Kurdran and said with a smile, "This stumbling block is now at our disposal." "There is no use in keeping it, so it is better to kill it.  ," the wrinkled old man next to him said in a hoarse voice, "We have recently taken control of Norman, and the lords from all over the country may not be willing to surrender, so let's kill the chicken to scare the monkeys." Old General Kurdlan came closer and couldn't help but snorted after hearing this.  .  Duke Tagor turned around and sneered, "Old General, you seem to have a different opinion?" Old General Kurdran closed his eyes and stiffened his neck, too lazy to pay attention to such a villain.  "Kill him!" Duke Tagore lost face in front of everyone and said angrily, "Just in front of the palace, kill him in public!" "My lord, I'm afraid you can't." A calm voice came,  Winster came on horseback.  Behind him, in the direction of the city gate, a cluster of firelight rose up and exploded in the air, the sound shaking the whole city.  "What did you say?" Duke Tagore raised his head in astonishment and looked at the young man who should be considered his grandson.  This one is at home.  The illegitimate son who had always been submissive was now sitting on a horse, with bright armor and bright eyebrows, like an unsheathed sword. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ******  Three thousand elite cavalry behind him echoed in unison.  He mobilized his horses and charged towards the private army of nobles not far away.  The unsuspecting private army array was instantly smashed to pieces.  With cavalry versus infantry, with calculated intentions and unintentional calculations, when the battle breaks out, the outcome is already determined.  What's more, most of the nobles' private troops are still attacking the palace from the front.  There was no time to turn back for support.  "What's going on?" At this time, Armon Hamer and the noble leaders.  Still at a loss.  Most of them were civil servants. They were slow for a few seconds before they reacted. They all exclaimed, "No!" "Get him!" The guards nearby shouted and surrounded him.  The swords were raised together with murderous intent.  "Heh" Winster sneered in response. He slowly drew his sword, energy surging around him.  Immediately, a green sword light spurted out.  Winster swung his long sword and knocked away all the incoming weapons.  "High-ranking warrior!" "It's a high-ranking warrior!" Amidst the exclamations, they retreated continuously, not daring to fight.  Of course, among the masters attracted by the nobles, there are also high-ranking warriors.  However, due to the lack of generals in the private army, they were all entrusted with important tasks and led their troops to various parts of the city.  Besides, there are tens of thousands of troops here, who would have thought that such an incident would happen?  Winster rode his horse back and forth, killing all the masters who were escorting Kurdran and Gilnor with lightning speed.  Gilnor nodded to him, and he and the old general supported each other and backed away.  Seeing him approaching on horseback, with murderous intent flashing through his eyes, the old nobles panicked.  Tagor frowned and asked, "Winster, what do you mean?" "By the king's order, we will put down the rebels." Winster said word by word, he had never been so high-spirited.  Feel.  It was like a breath that had been held in the chest for ten or twenty years, and was finally released.  "I am your grandfather." Duke Tagore's voice began to tremble, and he could feel the chill on the blade of the opponent's sword.  "No, you are the head of the family." Winster shook his head and denied.  He glanced left and right, and the servants who came up to him again raised their weapons, but they did not dare to move even half a step.  Another sound of hoofbeats came, and the knight in black reined in his horse and stopped, taking a look at the situation on the field.  The blouse on his chest was embroidered with the "Five Colored Deer" emblem of the Hammer family.  "It's your son, what's his name?" Duke Hamer pulled Amon beside him and asked in a low voice.  Provoked by Winster, he seemed reluctant to utter the word "illegitimate child."  "Ashur, Winster has rebelled, come and protect all of you!" Armon Hamer didn't think much and raised his hand in greeting.  He remembers??The child he created with his maid should have pretty good martial arts skills, at least better than his other precious sons.  That's why Armon Hamer ordered him to lead a private army and be responsible for attacking the Public Security Bureau in the west of the city. However, for some unknown reason, he came here alone.  "Yes, my lord." Ashur bowed and rode towards Winster. At the same time, he pulled out the long knife from his waist with a "choi" sound.  The noble leaders just breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the swords touching each other lightly. Winster asked warmly, "Why are you here?" "Let's see if you are dead." Ashur answered himself.  Best friend.  The two looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter. The hearty and unrestrained laughter echoed far in the square in front of the palace.  ****** The sky was on, a hazy round of dizziness, climbing into the sky permeating the clouds.  The large-scale war is basically over. The Imperial Guard only needs to send troops to encircle and annihilate large groups of noble private armies one by one based on the map provided by Ashur, and victory has been basically established.  Small groups of rebels were still fleeing everywhere, and the busy Imperial Guards did not have time to search for them from house to house, so they had to block the streets and impose martial law throughout the city to temporarily control the situation.  At seven o'clock on the same day, Commander-in-Chief Kopov went out as usual and took a carriage to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.  Seeing that he only brought two or three attendants, the Guards did not interfere and only sent a small team of cavalry to escort him.  By the time they arrived at the palace, the war was basically over.  The cavalry brought by Modcic and the black-faced commander joined the original three thousand people and hunted down the fleeing noble private army everywhere.  In the open space on the side, four to five thousand people were crowded together, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.  They were captured private soldiers. When the second batch of troops arrived, they lost their determination to resist.  Some fled in all directions, while others abandoned their weapons and surrendered.  On the other side, the noble leaders with gloomy faces looked at each other speechlessly. Some of them had to lean against the stone pillars to avoid collapsing to the ground.  "Hey, we meet again." Kopov stepped out of the carriage, glanced at these old guys, and said to Modsic.  Only the two of them could understand the profound meaning of his words.  "Yes, we met again," Modcic asked with a smile, "Mr. President, are you here to work at the official office?" Kopov nodded and left without asking any questions.  He raised his feet and stepped over the still-warm corpse, walking in the square where blood flowed, his expression as calm as ever.  As for the tragic scene in front of him, he seemed to be unable to see it.  This is a smart person.  Modsic thought to himself. He withdrew his gaze and gave orders one by one, "Ashur, you are responsible for gathering the prisoners, selecting the diehards among them, and holding them in solitary confinement awaiting disposalWinster, you lead the people to clean up the battlefield.  , before noon, this place must be restored to its original state" The two of them took the order and left. The black-faced general also volunteered and led his troops to search and suppress the remaining troops inside and outside the palace.  Modcic stood there, stunned for a moment, and for a moment he felt as if he was in another world.  He succeeded, just like a dream, and made great achievements for the king.  From then on, Snowton's old aristocratic forces will no longer be a problem for the king, and the loyal army and emerging aristocrats will work together to fight for the beautiful vision of continental unification.  But just a victory for the North is not enough.  King Nachini on the Sevilla front line must defeat the New Army of Light, while Allegri in the Hersius Valley must also block the sneak attack of another rebel army.  Only victory on the third line is the final victory.  Snowton's iron hooves will travel across the north and south of the continent, no longer able to resist him, and King Nachini can really change his title to "Emperor".  ¡°Perhaps one day, he will become the Prime Minister of the Palace, one person is inferior to ten thousand people. At that time, the only one who can compete with him is Allegri.  Thinking of this, Modcic shook his head. Let¡¯s talk about the future in the future.  ¡­(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! ps: (4000 words.)
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