Seeing that the city government, which was protected by the police on standby, Mr. Porti, who had been chosen to convey their demands, walked up to the police and spoke. "We are here to petition the government peacefully this time, hoping that the government will understand our difficulties and hope that we can be treated equally. We are also Romanian nationals and likewise serve and pay taxes for the Kingdom. This is our petition. ”

Faced with the petition handed by Porti, a city staff member took it and said. "Your Excellency, you should know that your march is illegal without the approval of the government, but we understand it for the sake of the people. I hope you can restrain them from making trouble, otherwise the government will not sit idly by. ”

It is clear that the words of this government worker are warning them not to make trouble. And his words made Porti also put a hanging heart down. Originally, he was prepared for the worst, and the government would crack down on their illegal demonstrations. While this is a cause for concern, the demonstrators are of other ethnic groups, and he cannot bear to be harmed.

And now there is only one warning, which has achieved the goal and sent everyone out of the way. As for the possible future troubles of his leader, he has long been out of the way.

While Porti was talking to government workers, several people were watching from inside the city hall.

"There were about 30,000 Hungarians marching on these marches, but they were all vulnerable."

As the military commander-in-chief, Major General Dorke first looked at the problem from a military point of view. Then he turned to the head of the interior and asked the chief of the interior beside him. "When will your people start."

"Wait a minute, it's best when the patience of the marchers below is exhausted."

And just as they were talking, there was a burst of gunshots. Blood splattered from Porti, the government worker, and several others around him.

"Someone took advantage of the opportunity to make trouble."

Several people were startled by a few gunshots, and the thought immediately flashed through their minds.

As for in the square, tens of thousands of people watched as blood splattered from Porti, who was in charge of the negotiations. The elderly man who cared about his fellow ethnic group fell to the ground on the spot, and the gunfire caused a riot in the demonstrators. Some people are timid and want to quit, and some people have sparks of anger in their eyes. And more people are in a confused expression, they don't know what to do next?

And then there was a roar. "It was the government that shot Mr. Porti, and we want to avenge him."

So more people followed this voice and began to attack the city government.

In the face of the surging crowd, the police in charge of the front line did not care about the consequences. At this time, no one will be reasonable, and they must pay attention to strength, but fortunately, they have prepared guns and other weapons to prevent possible dangers.

"Fire."

Although the police officer in charge of the team did not know why it was different from the plan prepared, he still preferred repression.

"Smack, smack, smack"

Police gunshots rang out, and those who rushed to the front row fell in pools of blood. The encounter of the people in front of them made many people calm down their emotions, and at this moment they felt scared, and the state of the crowd impact was stopped.

Major General Dorke, who was in charge of the operation in the government building, was also giving orders, and although he didn't know which force was stirring up the situation, he was very clear about what needed to be done first. "The 1st Regiment was ordered to go to the square at once to suppress the riot, and the 2nd and 3rd Regiments were to impose martial law in the city, and no one was allowed to leave the city. The cavalry battalion patrolled the outside of the city to intercept anyone who left the city without permission. ”

As the order was given, soldiers in military uniforms around the square. Under the leadership of the officer, they ordered everyone to squat with their heads in their hands, and anyone who did not obey the order went up with the butt of their rifle on their hands. The troops of the 2nd and 3rd regiments also began martial law, they closed all shops, and pedestrians were checked for identity and asked to return home immediately. Under the supervision of the army, the market was instantly deserted. The streets are closed on both sides, and there is not a single pedestrian in sight on the street.

The army's move was a great embarrassment for the fleeing demonstrators, who were so large and conspicuous and there was no one else on the streets at the moment. They stand out like fish on the beach, so these people are caught by the army like chicks. As for those who live in the local area, they are not afraid, because the march is seen by too many people, and the security police in charge of the districts in the city have already memorized their appearance on the streets, and when they have cleaned up the crowd of demonstrators, it will be their turn.

And the military martial law also has the advantage of blocking Porti and others who caused the riot and brought down the government's wishful thinking in the city.

"How's that, can you get out?"

"No, now the military is under martial law, and every pedestrian on the road is searched. Moreover, all kinds of vehicles have been stopped and carefully inspected, and it is currently completely impossible to get out. ”

The news reported by her subordinates made Dokoya's heart tighten, and at the same time, she had some chagrin in her. This time, it's a mess. Although she achieved her goal, it seems that the government has the same idea as her. I didn't intervene in this matter if I knew about it, and now I put most of the people in the organization in a dangerous situation.

So she thought about it and said. "Anyway, the number one priority now is to let us leave first, and just because we can't do it doesn't mean that no one can't do it. As a local, do you know any of the underground merchants who deliver goods privately, and maybe they have a way. If we stay here, there is a high risk that we will be subjected to a large-scale investigation by the military and police, which is too dangerous. Don't be afraid to spend money, the spark of the revolution is more important. ”

The subordinate who had been instructed by Dokoya quickly appeared in his mind, and this time he planned to try it with him. "I know a man who is the biggest underground merchant in the city, and he handles a lot of the contraband, maybe he can figure it out."

"Then go ahead and be safe."

At Dokya's behest, his subordinates went out again, this time he went out on the remote road, and he believed that there would be results soon.

By the time Dokoya tried to run away, someone was already thinking about her.

Within the city hall, an agent is reporting to the three responsible persons present the investigation report that caused the riot. "According to our investigation, the shooting was fired from a tall building next to the square. Our personnel found abandoned guns and bullet casings at the scene, and during interviews with surrounding residents, they found that they had gone upstairs as the procession was about to reach the square, and then the men left in a horse-drawn carriage after the shooting. ”

Major General Dorke interjected at this time. "They shouldn't have gone out of the city because my people were already under martial law after the shooting. At present, they can only enter and exit, and these people should still be trapped in the city. ”

"So what do you mean?"

"Immediately began a house-to-house search, rummaging through the bags of Bekeshjo to find them. If they escape, we are all at fault. ”

"Then do as you want."

As the order was given, a more rigorous search began.

Naturally, the news of the riots in Bekeshchobao did not disappear with martial law, and news about the riots also appeared in European newspapers.