Realm of Power

"Stop, what are you going to do?" Bolder shouted to his impulsive son.

"Of course I'm going to teach those Putao people who don't know how high the sky is!" the young officer replied coldly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of ferocity. "They should be punished for their rudeness. In this land, we Gang Fei is the master!”

"You!" Bold's face was livid with anger, feeling that all the conversation he just had was in vain.

"Well said, Governor Bold, you have a good subordinate!"

At this moment, a loud voice came from the door. An imperial general about thirty years old strode in. His metal-soled riding boots stepped on the marble floor, making a crisp sound. The lights in the room illuminated On the body of this imperial general, he is wearing a straight blue uniform of General Gangfei with dazzling general stars on his shoulders.

When Bolder saw the figure walking in, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed across his face. Thinking of this person's identity, he couldn't help but take a breath of air. Under his son's stunned gaze, he quickly left his desk and walked over, saying respectfully. a gift

"My Lord Earl, I didn't expect you to come to Puntau!"

"We haven't seen each other for a year, and the Governor looks a lot thinner. The affairs here must have given the Governor a lot of trouble!"

Remchart, the senior affairs officer of the Congolese Ministry of Military Affairs, waved his hand to Bold, which was regarded as a return gift. Although he was the person in charge of the supervisory duties of the Imperial Ministry of Military Affairs and performed his duties on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor, Bold was just There was a huge gap in identity between the governor of a small region, but Bold was his original deputy in the army. The relationship between the two cannot simply be viewed in terms of rank. It was Remshat's recommendation that Bold was appointed governor of Lisbonto.

"Don't dare, as a member of the emperor. It is the duty of subordinates to do their best!" Bol stood up at attention with a respectful look, turned around and ordered the young officer to pour a glass of water and put it on the table. According to his memory, his origin Count Remshat, a wealthy man in the empire, has very simple living habits and never attends luxurious banquets and never drinks alcohol.

"Yes, it seems that the comfortable life has not completely corrupted you. At least you can still see some of the style of the past. Who is this?" Remshat nodded and glanced sharply at the young officer who was pouring water. Slowly sat down on the leather sofa opposite Governor Boulder

"He is my son, who is currently responsible for the security of Lisbonto!"

Bold hesitated for a moment. He really didn't expect that Count Remshat, an important figure in the Ministry of Military Affairs, would arrive in Lisbonto at this moment. The city was now in chaos. His face looked a little ugly. As a subordinate of Remchat, he was very aware of the huge effort and financial resources his former boss had spent on the policy of general assimilation. The reason why he could become the governor of Lisbonto was also because Advise former boss on assimilation policy. Received the appreciation of Remshat

"What's going on outside?" Remshat calmly picked up the water glass and blew the water gently.

"Mr. Governor, turmoil has begun in the North District!" Just when Bold didn't know how to explain, the guard's voice came from outside the door,

"Unrest?" Remshat raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, Bolder felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. His eyes carefully scanned the face of Count Remshat across from him. The riot taking place in front of him was undoubtedly an announcement. The softening policy advocated by Remschat has failed. This is like a slap in the face of the former boss who advocated the assimilation of Puntau people.

"Sir, this is a complete accident. Please trust me. All these problems will be solved immediately." Bolder took out the handkerchief in his pocket, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with rapid breathing. In fact, this time The turmoil happened so suddenly that he He was also caught off guard. His popularity in Lisbonto was pretty good, and he adopted a gentle policy towards the people in Puntau. The people in Puntau still had a good impression of the governor of Lisbon. Recently, the relationship with the people in Puntau was somewhat tense. , but it is far from reaching the level of city-wide rebellion.

As Remschat's subordinate, he knew his boss' ruthless style of doing things very well. If it were in the past, Remschat would have immediately asked for an all-out suppression. But to his surprise, this ex, who should be angry, The boss seemed to be completely ignoring the smoky city outside the window at this moment, focusing only on the water glass in his hand.

"Father, I'm going to solve these problems immediately!" The young officer also saw that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He saluted the two of them and turned around to leave.

"No need to go!"

Count Remshat called to the young officer, put down the water glass in his hand, stood up and straightened his collar, came to the window, looked at the streets with thick smoke rising outside the window, and the chaotic crowds, and said slowly, " There is no turmoil in Lisbon. I came here specifically to tell you that the army is standing still and everything here has nothing to do with us."

"Your Majesty, what you mean is that we stand by and watch!" Bold and the young officer looked at each other, and they were both stunned. Without the suppression of the army, this turmoil would soon turn into a feast of thugs.

"Is there a problem? This is the Pudao people's own business!"

Count Remshat turned around from the window with a cold smile on his face, "Aren't they clamoring for us to leave Puntau? Then let them see what Lisbonto will become without our protection." Sample!"

On the night of August 14th, on the seventh day after Fatty landed in Flower City, a bloody riot broke out in Lisbonto.

In the middle of the night, raging fires broke out all over the city of Lisbon. Some hungry Lisbon residents attacked the closed shops on the roadside. During this period, a large number of refugees joined them. There were terrifying shouts of killing in the streets, and in the light of the fire, , some unidentified Lisbon supporters shouted "For the Principality!" and "Destroy the Confederates!" and rushed into the streets of Lisbon. This was an extremely chaotic impact, and most people in Lisbon were shocked How could the Noble Company be involved in the chaos?

Thousands of thugs carried torches, looking for the so-called enemies of Gangfei. But under the blazing fire, they rushed into the mansions of the nobles in the city, plundered all the property they liked, and used stones to break open the iron gates of the exquisite courtyards. The thugs swarmed in, pushed the beautiful marble statue hard, and pretended to look for food among the scattered debris. Looking at the precious possessions within easy reach, everyone's eyes were completely red, and their throats swallowed hard. . The thugs swept away all the property of the nobles in the city.

That night, white snowflakes floated in the sky in Lisbon.

Tens of thousands of refugees, coupled with the instigation of thugs, had developed into a terrible riot by daytime.

The thugs who had not grabbed any property in front rushed into the noble houses that had been robbed in front of them again, in order to force these nobles who had been robbed. After handing over all the treasures that might be hidden privately, the thugs tied the nobleman to the white marble in the courtyard and beat him in turns with barbed sticks until the nobleman handed over the last bag of copper coins in his family.

The bright red human blood is like plum blossoms blooming in the depth of winter, dyeing the pure white marble surface red.

On the third day. The lack of response from the Gangfei army further stimulated the thugs to act boldly. The target of looting quickly shifted from the aristocratic areas in the city to the ordinary civilian areas. The thugs and refugees swept away like locusts, searching house to house, and the entire city was destroyed. All valuables were taken away, and when they saw a beautiful woman, they would line up and take turns, until the woman breathed her last in humiliation and despair, in just a few days. Three-quarters of the block was hit, and the remaining block was spared because it was home to a military camp.

"It's the fourth day!"

Bold stood at the entrance of a street littered with corpses, surrounded by a group of vigilant Congolese soldiers. Bold's eyes looked at the unrecognizable city with a somewhat complex look, littered with corpses. Showing ferocity in the beautiful and pure white snow,

He is from Gangfei, but he has served as the governor of this city for six years. It is impossible to say that he has no feelings at all. This is the core of Putao Principality and the most prosperous area, but now, in just three days, , everything was destroyed, the white snow on the streets was dyed red with human blood, and in a short time For a section of the road, you need to step over piles of corpses. In the clear sky at dawn, countless smoke pillars are rising. They are burned houses. Groups of thugs are randomly smashing shops, robbing items, or blocking the road. Bian's body was randomly thrown into the fires lit in the city and burned.

"My Lord Governor, Lord Remshat has something to ask you to come over!" An adjutant wearing the uniform of the Ministry of Military Affairs came up from behind.

"Lord Remshat?" A flash of excitement flashed across Bolder's face. Finally, he was about to take action to end all this. He followed the adjutant to the base camp in the city in a hurry. When he opened the door of the office in front, he saw The back view of the former boss standing in front of the window

"Your Majesty the Earl!" Bolder stood at attention and still used the same title as before when he was a subordinate.

"How is the situation in the city?" Remshat turned around, his face a little pale. He advocated adopting a gentle policy towards Pu Tao. This time he had to use extraordinary measures, and he was always a little tangled in his heart.

"It's a mess! It's too horrible to look at." Bold shook his head with an ugly expression, hesitated, and said cautiously, "Sir, this is enough, when will we end this!"

"End?" Remshat glanced at Bold with surprise.

"Sir, I have been with you for seven years. I am not blind. Your Excellency suddenly arrived on the night of the civil unrest in Lisbon. The outbreak of the riot was also so sudden and comprehensive. If you are not very familiar with the situation, you would not be able to do this. I remember that Your Excellency was here There are many people embedded in the underground world of Lisbonto, Not to mention that your Majesty strictly ordered the army not to interfere! Let it grow from a small one to a big one, and eventually it will get out of control!" Bolde clasped his ten fingers together and smiled bitterly. "It's just that my subordinates didn't understand that they chose a soft policy at the beginning! Sir, why would you direct and act in such a bloody play?"

Remshat looked at him solemnly and said coldly

"I believe you can also see that the alliance between Duke Putao and the traitor Raphael has completely wiped out several years of our hard work. Now Putao is full of opposition to the empire. We are just sitting here. On a volcanic crater that may erupt at any time,

"If we don't want to be pampered by the volcano and completely lose Putao, we must let the Putao people realize that we are the only ones who can protect them! Gangfei!"

"And!" Remshat's voice paused, with a burst of chill in his tone, and he said, "Such turmoil will not only occur in Lisbonto, but soon, similar situations will occur in the entire Puntau!" We will wait and see what happens, and the military will intervene when enough time comes. At that time, people in Putao will know who they really need compared to the call of the country and the safety of their loved ones!"

"The whole set!" Bolder's whole scalp exploded when he heard it, and his hair stood up.

"Sir, the mob has begun to attack the military camp!" An adjutant walked in hurriedly from outside the door. Remshat nodded with a clear face and replied flatly, "I understand."

On the fourth day of Lisbon, the rioters in the city rushed to the last block and encountered a fierce counterattack from the Congolese army. The Putao rioters were blind and fanatical like peasants. After the first ten minutes of chaos, they encountered the Congolese army. Crushed by the clan’s well-trained war machine,

In each street, phalanxes of shields and phalanxes of spears cooperated with each other, and archers returned fire equally intensively. In contrast, the rioters seemed more fanatical than calm. They lacked planning and command, and had few weapons. They still held simple wooden forks and kitchen knives in their hands. He held the door panel of the house and rushed in blindly, and he didn't know how to concentrate his people to attack key areas. Soon, as the initial frenzy wore off, the offense began to crumble.

Lisbonto's thugs retreated hastily, leaving a dense mass of corpses and wounded on the ground. Congolese troops filed into the chaotic neighborhood

A comprehensive quelling of the chaos began. When encountering Puntau people wandering back and forth in the streets, regardless of the reason, the archers of the Congolese Army would immediately shoot them in less than a day. The riots in Lisbonto were completely suppressed. In the burning neighborhoods, there were no living people except corpses. The riots in Lisbonto resulted in the deaths of more than 70,000 Lisbonto people. Hundreds of thousands of Lisbon residents were left homeless, and the bad news quickly spread throughout the country. The Puntao areas that were preparing to expel the Conangles felt as if they had received a blow in the head.

The tragedy in Lisbonto made all the local forces in Putao hesitate. They suddenly discovered that the Principality of Putao did not have its own army, and even the public security was the responsibility of the Gangfei people. Once the Gangfei people really let go, the entire Everything is going wrong. It's like a person who has been sick and weak for a long time. Once he loses the support of outsiders, he will not stand up but fall heavily to the ground. This is mainly because the price of the Lisbon tragedy is too cruel. Various versions of rumors were released one after another.

"The Lisbonto riots were planned by His Excellency the Duke!"

"Your Majesty the Duke has been defeated and the army has been defeated!"

"The Duke is a selfish man. He betrayed the entire Lisbon for himself!"

The common people in Putao are completely at a loss. They are just ordinary people and cannot grasp the events that are happening one after another. What kind of causal relationship is there? They only know that without the protection of the army, their personal safety will be threatened, especially for the aristocrats of the Principality of Putau. They are the main force supporting the Duke of Putau's return to the country. Lisbonto's The tragic situation also frightened these people. As more and more unrest occurred in areas, the nobles affected were often very miserable.

The original support for the duke's return to the country changed, and two completely different views spread among the aristocracy in Putao.

One is that the Duke should be welcomed into the interior of Putau as soon as possible, the principality's system should be re-established, and the entire principality should be stabilized from top to bottom, while the other believes that the unrest in various places in Putau is due to the desire to break away from Gangfei. It is caused by the protection of people, and it is to a public that does nothing. As for the Duke's loyalty and the unrest spreading to himself, the call for protection was obviously higher, which caused quarrels. The two factions even broke out into conflict. One party cursed the other party for being treacherous, without a king and a country, and the other party also cursed the other party. It is selfish and harmful to the country, and it has no regard for the life and death of Putao people.

"This is a plan that sacrifices the entire principality. Even if it doesn't work, it will be smashed to pieces. Gangfei also has experts in this area!"

In the castle on Huacheng Island, Fatty looked at the intelligence he had just obtained with some surprise. He originally wanted to use the turmoil in various places to completely ignite the Putao people's sentiments against Gangfeiren, but this plan had not yet started. The Lisbon massacre happened , Gang Feiren's hand muddied the waters, making the pressure he originally planned to become impossible to implement. This move was very sharp. The fat man was a little more curious and expectant about the person who was presiding over this matter behind the scenes. , I haven’t encountered such an opponent for a long time.

"Your Majesty, Master Salon's report from Gangfei Kyoto!" A guard came in with a report. The fat man took it and took a look. Gangfei's campaign in the south failed again. In the end, hundreds of thousands of troops were defeated because of The navy's combat power is insufficient, and it is not possible to cross the strait.

"Go and notify the Duke!" The fat man put down the report in his hand with a solemn expression.

"Your Majesty, are you looking for me?"

Soon, the radiant Duke of Putao walked in from outside and saluted the fat man respectfully. He had just obtained the allegiance of another region and added another 1,500 troops to his command. Now his The army has grown to 6,700 people. With the support of a large number of ordnance transported by the Falcon Navy, ambitious preparations are being made to land on the Puntau mainland.

"Emperor Gangfei is coming back!" The fat man handed him the report in his hand, "The speed of landing in Putao must be accelerated."

"Ah, so fast!" Duke Putao took the intelligence and took a look. His face suddenly looked gloomy. He hesitated and said, "The army still needs training, and the specific landing site is still under study and communication. It has already been figured out. It is a port near the coast, but recently, the other party's attitude has suddenly changed, so..."

"Time is running out. We can't wait any longer. If we can't get help, let's go to war directly!" The fat man glanced at the corner of his mouth and said, "The Imperial Navy can help you. Take a landing point first!"