Chapter 753: The Ruthless Empire (Page 1/1)

In winter, the belated frost and snow bring the blessing of the goddess of winter to this city of angels that has stood on the continent for nearly a thousand years.

The roar of the goddess went from north to south, and the first stop was Istania.

In the land of ice and snow, people hid in their houses, receiving the blessings of the goddess with coal, fires, and heating, but with the end of the war, all these things disappeared with the Bank of China bonds, which had been turned into waste paper.

Moreover, this insecurity spread to the food market, where the price of even the lowest brown bread skyrocketed five or six times during the war years.

In order to recover the benefits lost in the war, the aristocratic capitalists tried in every possible way to deduct from the hands of the common people.

Because of this, the enraged commoners united, took up rudimentary weapons, and issued an unwilling roar to the rulers of the empire:

"We want food!"

"We're going to get warm!"

Eventually, the march in the capital grew larger, with civilians from all walks of life joining the protests.

However, accompanied by the piercing sound of military trumpets, this huge parade ushered in a bloody end amid the gunfire of the Imperial soldiers.

The arrogant nobles of Kirhutar had no intention of appeasing the commoners, and they were even enraged by this group of dirty, lowly, lowly pigs, and had to vent them fiercely.

Winter is falling, and in Istania, which is covered by frost and snow, the nobles are dressed in white fox furs and sit in a warm room.

The already soft sofa is covered with a layer of brown and black soft bear skin, the cold pure white marble tiles are also covered with a thick layer of polar mammoth skin, and the exquisite and elegant fireplace is burning with a vigorous fire, and the snowy window outside the window form two extremely opposite, but blended with each other.

The refined aristocracy of the Empire, young and female, enjoyed with peace of mind what they had gained by exploiting the common people at the bottom.

For this largest plebeian parade in the empire in the past decade, the nobles invariably defined it as-

A riot sparked by excessive greed.

"These lowly people who never know contentment and are ungrateful! When the great empire suffered a small defeat, not only did it not know how to understand, but it even dared to protest, which is simply a great rebellion! ”

The military minister of the empire, and at the same time a big capitalist who made his fortune by selling arms, is like an angry lion, and his mouth is full of thunder.

"It's a big rebellion."

The Prime Minister of the Empire, a gray-haired gentleman, responded to the Tao.

It was an impromptu salon hosted by the emperor's mistress, held at the lavish Maple Blossom Dew Palace, right on the main street of the capital's business district.

A massacre of the Imperial soldiers against the marching crowd took place right under the noses of the nobles, and many of the nobles applauded and applauded with admiration for the Imperial soldiers and scorn and contempt for the common people.

Picking up the wine glass full of blood, the Imperial Prime Minister took a sip, and then smiled and said to the city guard:

"A nice jam show."

The city defense guard, that is, the initiator of the order to the capital's defense army, flattered the prime minister to pay tribute:

"It's my job."

"I hope you like it."

Looking at the scenery outside the window, the prime minister's smile quickly faded, and he returned to his usual cold and ruthless iron face.

Seeing this scene, many nobles were shocked, and then turned their heads quietly and continued to talk and laugh, but the volume involuntarily decreased.

As long as they saw this scene, every nobleman understood that the 'iron-blooded prime minister' was angry again.

In the face of the Prime Minister's majesty, the guard maintained a pale and reluctant smile on his face, and then shrank and found an excuse to leave.

At this time, only the military minister, who had partnered with the prime minister for decades, understood that he immediately came to the old man's side, and he should have been like an angry lion but now he was as weak as a mosquito and a fly:

"My lord, are you worrying about the security of the border?"

As early as three days ago, the Kingdom of Kyle and the Kingdom of Kamikaze each gathered 600,000 troops to dominate the border line of the three countries, relying on the safety of the three border provinces such as the Empire's sabers, spears, and battle flags.

The Prime Minister nodded gloomily:

"The last great war was the heaviest loss of the empire in nearly a hundred years, and the Kingdom of Kyle and the Kamikaze Kingdom will not let go of this opportunity easily."

The Minister of War smiled contemptuously:

"The two earth dogs thought that if the tiger was injured, they would have a chance to take advantage, but how could they know that the injured tiger was even more ferocious, and the earth dog was just a soil dog after all!"

The prime minister shook his head slightly:

"Don't be careless, don't forget how we lost this time."

The contemptuous look on the military minister's face quickly faded, revealing a serious expression:

"This group of resters, who thought they were just some resilient natives from the other world, used them to contain the Kingdom of Kyle, and the empire took the opportunity to send troops to attack Kyle, but in the end, even the great sage could not have expected it."

The snow was falling, the central street had been cleaned, and all the colors that opposed the pure white had been loaded onto the trucks and ready to be sent to the furnace room to be used as materials for city heating.

The so-called city heating was only available all day in the aristocratic quarters, and the commoners, who occupied the largest area of Istania, only enjoyed heating for a fixed period of ten days a month.

Looking at the streets that had been restored to their former cleanliness, the Imperial Prime Minister seemed to think of something, and immediately spoke:

"I remember that the Alchemist Guild had been complaining about the lack of cold iron for experiments, but in the northern province of the Iceaxe, there are two undeveloped veins of cold iron."

The Minister of War had a strange look on his face:

"Ice Axe Province was originally the territory of the Kappa barbarians, although it was conquered by the empire thirty years ago, but the threat of the barbarians still exists, not to mention, there is ice and snow, even if there is cold iron, it is not easy to mine."

The prime minister said slowly:

"For the past thirty years, the Empire has wanted to take control of the entire Ice Axe Province, and this is an opportunity."

"Let your people count the list of people who participated in this riot across the country, arrest them all, add the prison uniforms in the prison, and form a pioneer team to go north."

"As long as a stable cold iron mine can be built this time, all those who survive will have all their past criminal records cleared."

The Minister of War seemed a little surprised, and then spoke:

"That's millions of people......"

"People?"

The prime minister smiled coldly:

"No, my friend, these are just a few million animals, which can be easily controlled by whipping, intimidating with butcher's knives, and tempting with food."

"These are extraordinary times, and it's time for these pigs who blindly enjoy the benefits of the empire but don't pay at all."

"Conqueror-level giant god soldiers, the main material is cold iron, as long as there is a large amount of cold iron, the empire can create countless conquerors, and at that time, whether it is the Kingdom of Kyle, the country of kamikaze or the Sabbatters, they will all be destroyed under the steel torrent of the empire!"

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