The Sun King's Evidence

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It was snowing all the time and the atmosphere was not very harmonious.

Marshal Konev, with several marshals behind him, tried their best to maintain order. The small and medium-sized officers were excited and kept trying to get closer. However, Marshal Konev did have a high prestige in the army, and he was always fair and never gave himself any trouble. The officers who were pursuing personal gain and still had some sense did not dare to take action against Marshal Konev.

Being blocked by this group of marshals, Marshal Alexei of Krim was not able to take action, so the two sides maintained a state of tense tension. After all, there was no real fight.

The vast snow fell from the sky, and pure white snowflakes dispersed in the air, covering the armor of the soldiers, the uniforms of the generals, and the Bocaha Palace. This country in the ice and snow was like a fire cooking oil, and it could erupt at any time. A huge mutiny.

Magic lamps and torches were lit in front of the palace gate, but far away from the palace gate, Beria and Shelepin stood together, watching this incident with indifference. The Ugor horse archers did not belong to Kislev's army establishment. , the special envoy of the King of Knights again, this group of people stood here and watched, no one dared to say anything.

"Things have become like this. I wonder if I will have a chance to see Her Majesty Katalin this time." Seeing this scene, Lieutenant General Xie Leping couldn't bear it, but he was also excited. He is twenty-five years old this year, but he has never Met the Tsarina.

"If what I expected is true, you will." Beria nodded calmly. General Ugor was less than forty years old this year. He squinted his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, thinking seriously on his delicate face. With: "But not now."

"Not now?" The two officers looked on as spectators in the heavy snow. The attendants brought two military kettles. The military kettles made by the dwarves were particularly exquisite and filled with fine vodka. Beria and Shelepin Everyone took a long sip, and General Ugor nodded slightly: "Yes, according to my understanding, Her Majesty Katalin will definitely not come forward immediately, but she will definitely not sit back and let the matter get worse, or there will be a real situation in the State Duma. If a big noble or Boye noble comes out to solve the problem, then things will be troublesome!"

"So, for today's incident, some bad guys will take the initiative, and the good guy is naturally our Majesty Katalin." Beria held the military kettle meaningfully: "Watch it, Shelepin, in a few minutes, the palace gate will be opened. It will open, but what will appear is not Her Majesty the Tsarina Katalin, but the leader of the Cheka, Yezhov."

"Yezhov and I are old acquaintances. We served under General Felix together before." Beria said with memories: "A vicious dwarf, you only need to look here, Shelepin, if you If you dare to go up, I will shoot you!"

"Yes!" The young officer glanced at Beria with some fear and nodded in agreement.

On the other side, the situation is gradually getting out of control. After all, several marshals cannot pay their military salaries, so they can only rely on their personal prestige to temporarily suppress these officers, but no money means no money.

But what everyone didn't know was that inside the palace, hundreds of Krim guards and secret police had arrived behind the palace gate.

The People's Internal Committee was referred to as the "Cheka". These people were granted the highest authority to interpret the law by Tsarina Katalin. No matter what they said, nothing could be ruled or restricted by the law. The punishment they chose was always for the most serious crimes. Interpret the definition and convict.

"The Cheka are people who never make mistakes."

——The first Cheka leader, General Felix Edmundovich of the Hussars "Dzerzhin" Corps

This organization was first established by the former Tsar Boris Bokha in order to deal with the threat of Chaos corruption and Chaos Cult. However, after his death by the Linsk River, Cheka has now been turned into a human by Katalin. To ensure the personal safety of the royal family and the stability of the regime.

And now, the current leader of the Cheka, Yezhov, is standing behind the gate. He is very short, only over 1.5 meters tall. For this reason, he wears a tall bearskin hat, but this makes his whole body look... The proportions are out of proportion and very funny.

Ye Ruofu stood behind the palace gate. He frowned and asked his subordinates: "Are those scoundrels still unwilling to leave?"

"They refuse to leave. They said they must see Her Majesty Katalin." The subordinate wailed, "What should we do now?"

"What should I do?" Ye Ruofu glared at his subordinates with a hawk-like gaze: "Why are you asking me if you don't think of a solution?"

"But...Marshal Konev and the others..."

"Marshal? Who do you think you are? These Dumas are arrogant all day long, but this kingdom belongs to Her Majesty Katalin after all!" Yezhov glanced at the situation outside, and his expression gradually became ferocious: "That's enough, Katalin Her Majesty Lin is meditating in the Ice Palace, we don’t have time to ask for orders, everyone!”

"Yes!" hundreds of Krim guards and secret police responded loudly.

"Come out of here. Fight every one of those soldiers who participated in the mutiny!" Yezhov exerted all his strength and waved the blunderbuss in his hand.

"yes!"

"Boom!" The palace door was gradually pushed open. A large group of mutinous soldiers thought that the Czarina was coming. They looked towards the door with eyes full of surprise, but what was waiting for them was not Her Majesty Katalin, but a large group of Krim. Guards and Chekas wearing black uniforms and holding batons!

"Beat! Kill these traitors!"

"Do it! Don't let anyone go!"

"Catch them, arrest them all!"

Hundreds of guards and Chekas waved batons or weapons in their hands and beat the officers severely. The strong batons hit the head of the leader, Captain Alyosha, and the Ksar soldier was killed. The blow caused a bloody head injury on the spot, and he fell to the ground. Before he could react, another blow hit him on the back. Alyosha suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat. He had no time to resist, and struck him seven or eight times in a row. He came down and beat the company commander until his skin was torn and his blood flowed, staining the snow-covered ground red.

More guards and Chekas appeared with batons and whips. The entire palace was in a terrible scene. The officers who were making trouble fell into a pool of blood one after another. Many officers were beaten on the spot with bruises on their noses and faces, and they fainted. In the past, even more officers were beaten to death on the spot, with incredible expressions on their faces when they died.

They may never have imagined that they did not die on the northern frontline against the barbarians and chaos, but died under the sticks of their own people.

"What's going on? Stop! Don't hit people! Who allowed you to hit people!" Marshal Konev yelled angrily. Seeing this tragic scene, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the scimitar at his waist. : "Stop it! They are all good men. They just have complaints about not getting military pay. Don't hit them!"

He didn't touch anything. Then the marshal realized that he couldn't bring weapons into the palace. Several marshals anxiously wanted to get closer. The Krim guards immediately surrounded them and stretched out their halberds to block their way.

Without weapons, even if Konev and Romanov were legendary strongmen, without weapons or armor, they would have a hard time winning against two rows of organized and fully armed Krim guards.

As a result, dozens of officers fell down one by one. Even those who did not resist were beaten to death with twenty or thirty sticks before they stopped. Those who dared to resist were beaten to death.

The baton was covered in blood and scraps of flesh, but there was no sign of stopping.

"Yezhov! What are you doing?!" Marshal Konev roared at Yezhov: "Stop, tell your people to stop!"

"..." A sinister smile appeared on Yezhof's face, and he spread his hands to signal.

none of your business?

In the distance, Beria looked at the bloody and terrifying scene. His expression did not change, but he stared at the short Yezhov. General Ugor said slowly: "Do you understand now? Shelepin? Kata Lin appointed Yezhov because of his cruelty and daredevil character."

"But... but General, how dare this bastard do this!" The young Ugor man has stayed in Britannia for a long time and has been influenced by chivalry all day long. In addition, he is influenced by the custom of the Ryan territory. At this time Extremely angry, if Beria hadn't warned him, he almost rushed out: "He is abusing his power!"

"Huh? Didn't you hear what I said?" Beria smiled coldly. He stretched out his hand to stop the young man: "Forget it, let me put it bluntly. If Yezhov didn't get the permission of Her Majesty Katalin, he would dare to so?"

"General?" Xie Leping realized something: "This..."

Even though he was wearing three pieces of clothing, a full body of chain mail, a cloak, and had just drank some good vodka, Shelepin suddenly felt very cold, very cold, so cold that it penetrated deep into his bones. He couldn't help but shrink his neck. , shivered.

Beria was not surprised by this. People always need to grow.

Furthermore, General Ugor didn't understand deep down that if Ryan needed it, Beria believed that he could be even more cruel than Yezhov.

It’s just that Ryan doesn’t need it. Ryan just needs an envoy to help him recruit troops, establish relationships and obtain a large number of skilled workers. Beria knows Ryan’s style and what he should do and what he shouldn’t do. Beria knows it well and he can follow it all. Come to Ryan's request and preference.

As long as Ryan needs it.

After personally experiencing Ryan's personal bravery, wisdom and strategy, commanding ability, and his world-leading prestige and governing skills, Beria really felt that Kislev's structure was too small and too stupid.

"I said, Yezhov and his Cheka will be evil!" Beria protracted his voice: "And ours, the wise, the supreme, the center of the world, the powerful, the czarina, the ice queen, Your Majesty Katalin! You can only be a good person!"

"Look out, Shelepin, the good guys are coming!" Beria stared at the palace door: "Look! Don't you want to see the Tsarina? Look, this is our Majesty Katalin!"

"Stop!" Sure enough, the palace door opened. Surrounded by several ice witches and many walking bear cavalry guards, one person was wearing an ice crystal velvet sunflower pattern dress and a white bearskin coat. Wearing a crown set with more than 4,800 diamonds weighing a total of 2,858 carats and the world's largest and most beautiful blue velvet spinel crown, and a full set of Tsar Miska The ice beauty with six pieces of jewelry from the Queen's Ice Artifact slowly appeared from the palace gate and walked down the steps.

She is the Kislev Tsarina Katalin. This ice beauty is surrounded by extremely powerful wind and snow, and the words she speaks are as trembling as the cold wind of the northern permafrost, but In addition, she is indeed a beauty. Her thin eyebrows and slender eyes look quite noble and majestic. Her thin and small nose bridge and small mouth make her facial features very well-proportioned. She has a unique reserved beauty, but to It wouldn't be enough to say how amazing it is.

Moreover, her face was always cold, and it was obvious that she wanted to stay away from strangers.

"What, she's not as beautiful as Mrs. Sulia." Xie Leping felt a little disappointed after looking at it, and he muttered.

This made Beria look at him and thought, what a beautiful statement!

This kid is worth cultivating!

"Okay, you've seen it, let's go!" Beria signaled for everyone to turn around and leave. He immediately got on his horse and said, "It's not yet time to have an audience."

"Wait! General, we haven't finished reading yet!" Shelepin quickly got on his horse and followed Beria: "Are you leaving now?"

"What's good to see next?" Beria said casually: "I can memorize it! It's a traditional art."

"What?" The young officer still didn't understand.

"The next step is nothing more than these steps. First, Her Majesty Katalin showed kindness to the Cheka and Krim guards to stop, and then reprimanded everyone. Naturally, Yezhov lowered his head and admitted his mistake, while the Dumas could only lead the army to death because of their incompetence. By confessing to the mutiny, Her Majesty Katalin would have reached the highest moral point. After that, she would ask the generals and Boyers to spit out part of the loot as military pay. It would be difficult for the Duma to object, and they would still spit out some of it. Just for the sake of it." Beria nodded: "Then, Her Majesty Katalin will open her internal treasury and announce that the internal funds will be sent directly to the military camp! Those who participated in the mutiny will be arrested, and those who deserve to be killed will be killed, and those who deserve to be exiled will be exiled. Fines for fines.”

"I calculated for those who did not participate in the mutiny. I should be able to pay at least three or four months of back pay. In this way, the mutiny in the army will be resolved, and the soldiers will only praise Her Majesty the Tsarina for her virtues, peace, wisdom and martial prowess."

"Wait! Her Majesty Katalin planned to use internal funds as military expenses from the beginning?!" Shelepin asked: "Then why not directly..."

"Why is she a king and you a soldier?" Beria asked, "Don't you understand yet?"

"...General, where should we go now?" Xie Leping was silent for a while and then asked.

"Go to the relief centers in the city." Beria nodded: "Yes, the military morale has been temporarily stabilized."

“What should we do about the public sentiment?”

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