Chapter 425: The giant bell on the tower of the palace is ringing.
There was already chaos inside and outside the imperial city, and everyone in the palace attendants who were running back and forth showed a panicked appearance.
Outside the imperial city, the fires in the neighborhoods in the distant city can already be clearly seen, and the disturbing movements have also been transmitted to the imperial palace.
The Imperial Guards are being assembled, but everyone, from soldiers to officers, has a gloomy face, a look of decadence after defeat written on everyone's face.
Just outside that large hall inside the palace, officials and nobles of an empire had gathered here.
Many people heard the disturbing movement in the middle of the night and rushed from their homes in a panic.
Many of the officials were dressed in disarray, some even wearing nightgowns, and some did not even wear boots on their feet.
Obviously, these noble lords were terrified.
Everyone was crowded together, nervously gathered outside the main hall, as if waiting for something, but at this time, it seemed that everyone's eyes were full of confusion.
"The Prime Minister, the Prime Minister is here" "Lord Salembonili" "My lord, what should we do?"
"Run away, there are still ships in the harbor, and it may be too late for us to leave immediately."
"My lord, take an idea, rebels" Sarunbonelli's appearance also seemed a little embarrassed, his robe was covered with mud, he did not wear a hat on his head, his gray hair was a little unkempt due to the cold wind, and the old prime minister's face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.
And what surprised everyone was that this old and frail old prime minister actually carried a sword in his hand, and more importantly, there was blood on the blade "Silence" The old prime minister ran to the top of the steps, condescendingly looking at the group of panicked people in front of him, although his voice was a little stiff, a little hoarse, but at this moment, coupled with the sword blade in his hand that was still dripping with blood, immediately made everyone shut their mouths.
"Silence" Salembonili's fierce eyes seemed to sweep over everyone's faces: "Shut up, what is it like to be so noisy?"
Everyone looked at the old man, everyone was terrified, fearful, and some were even trembling.
"We haven't reached the end yet, General Spann has already brought the army, and now the defense rebels who are arranging the palace have not yet entered the palace, don't you all seem to have reached the end of the death period" The old prime minister's eyes were calm: "Look at your appearance, have you all forgotten your identity, you are a nobleman, a high-ranking official of the empire, a minister is the aristocratic elite of the empire, now look at yourself, like a group of lost dogs, have you all forgotten your identity, even if you are in this situation, At least keep a little dignity for yourself, too."
Looking at the old prime minister, the people below were silent for a while, and finally someone couldn't help but whisper: "My lord, there is still a little time now, the city is already in chaos, take advantage of the rebels not to hit the palace, gather the guards, we protect Your Majesty towards the dock, there are still boats" "Shut up" The old man didn't wait for the man to finish speaking, he snapped his voice and slammed the sword in his hand: "I swear to the gods, whoever dares to say a word of escape again, my sword will kiss his neck" The old man's eyes were calm, he stared at the person who spoke just now, gritted his teeth and said: "I came all the way from home, I have already killed a few deserters on the way, at this time, don't force me to raise my sword against my own people again" The people below looked at the old prime minister with some awe.
Salembonili took a deep breath, looked at everyone, and whispered, "Your Majesty."
No one could answer the question, everyone looked blank, some people looked at each other, and they couldn't answer the question.
Salumbonelli was furious: "You guys came here to make a noise, crying and shouting, no one will see Your Majesty, damn it, what the hell are you doing here" Finally, someone tentatively said: "My lord, we are here, but Your Majesty does not want to meet him."
Salumbonelli could only feel that his eyes were dark, and the anger in his chest grew less and stronger.
The old man was also awakened in the middle of the night by the news of the rebel siege, and he tried his best to cooperate with Adric and others to preside over the affairs of the city, which had made his old body almost collapse, and it was easy for these rebels to stop moving, and the Lantis had landed again, which could be regarded as a sigh of relief.
He had a rare good night's sleep last night, and who knew that he would get such shocking news The news of the rebels' all-out attack on the Arc de Triomphe dragged him out of bed, and he had planned to go to the Arc de Triomphe to check on the situation.
But after the old man got up and dressed, and before he had reached the Arc de Triomphe with his guards, he heard news from his men that a fire had broken out in the direction of the Wellington Gate, and that there was confusion in the city.
The old and sophisticated prime minister immediately sensed the danger, he tried to go to the Arc de Triomphe to find Adric and Span, but there was already a disturbance in the city, those who were in charge of the city set fire to riot everywhere, the old prime minister only brought a small number of guards and servants with him, and as a result, he was trapped in the chaos of the city, some of the people who participated in the riot seemed to recognize his carriage, someone tried to attack his convoy, most of the old prime minister's guards have been transferred to enrich the city defense army, and many nobles and high-ranking officials in the city did this.
There were only a few guards left by his side, and the others were just a few young servants in the family.
As a result, in the chaos, those servants were killed and scattered by the mob, and it was only by the courage of a few guards that they rushed out of a bloody way to protect the old prime minister, and encountered a small team of patrol horses on the way, and finally escaped from danger.
Then he had no time to go to the Arc de Triomphe, he could only return to the palace, and the bad news came one by one, the rebels broke through the city gates, the city was in chaos, and the people's hearts were scattered and the chaos had spread to almost half of the city's neighborhoods, and most of the troubled areas were areas inhabited by nobles, these places were sparsely populated, and these nobles and wealthy families were rich and beautiful, so they naturally became the best targets for those thug attacks.
The few patrolmen in the city were no longer able to maintain order, and when General Spann arrived with his defenders, the old prime minister realized how bad the situation really was.
There weren't many Imperial Guards in the palace in the first place, before dawn, the city was full of fires, and the sound of fighting and scratching everywhere came, in the chaos, everyone didn't know what the situation was outside, and even looked at the fire everywhere in the city, everyone thought that the rebels had entered the city in a big way.
The phenomenon of escaping began to appear in the palace, and many servants in the court, taking advantage of the chaos of the night, took advantage of the chaos of the night to collect their baggage and belongings and escaped.
Even deserters appeared among the Imperial Guards.
Fortunately, Spann arrived soon with someone and stabilized the situation a little.
Spann brought only more than 3,000 soldiers, and immediately controlled the palace and the outside of the palace.
Before the old prime minister arrived, many nobles had already fled to the palace.
At this moment, outside the palace, the city is full of chaos, some internal responses, and some mobs who are in turmoil at night begin to attack the homes of these nobles, and many of the servants around them have run out, and it seems that only the palace is guarded by the guards in the city at this moment.
These nobles who fled here in a panic cried and begged to see Emperor Garcia, but as a result, the young emperor did not show up until now The only person who saw the Emperor was General Span, who is said to have met His Majesty the Emperor as soon as he came to the palace, but only for a short time, and then General Spann walked out of the palace with a face like a dying man.
The old prime minister glanced angrily at the aristocratic ministers who were crowded under the steps.
He flicked his sleeves heavily, turned and ran towards the hall above.
Before he ran to the door, there were several pale-faced palace attendants who stopped in front of him, and a palace official was obviously frightened, his body trembled, and stopped in front of the old man: "Great, my lord, Your Majesty has an order, don't see anyone, you" "Fuck off" The old man was really angry, he raised his leg and kicked this guy hard, the elderly prime minister, this kick did not kick this court official, but he stumbled.
The palace attendant next to him hurriedly came up to help, but the old man had already raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "Get out of the way, no one is allowed to touch me."
He stood firm, and was about to rush into the hall again, the palace official saw that he was about to stop again, the old prime minister raised his eyebrows angrily, and shouted: "I am the prime minister of the empire, you dare to stop me from seeing Your Majesty, why do you want to get out of the way and don't give way, I will let your blood splash on the spot" Maybe it was the old man's sudden might, or maybe it was so at the end of the day, the so-called imperial decree really didn't have much deterrence, under the old man's bloody sword, several waiters in front of him ran away in embarrassment, and the old prime minister rushed to the gate of the palace, kicked open the door, and walked in proudly.
In the huge palace, the atmosphere is eerie.
Originally, the candles and braziers in the main hall that had been bright day and night all year round had been extinguished, and the hall was cold and calm, full of a taste of the end.
The old man stepped in, and saw that it was pitch black all around, only at the end of the front of the great hall, as if there was a little candlelight, flickering faintly.
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The old prime minister rolled up his sleeves, strode over with his sword in his hand.
In front of the main hall, in the emperor's seat, the young Emperor Garcia was sitting.
The young emperor was dressed in a magnificent robe, with a crown on his head, and he still held the scepter that symbolized imperial power tightly in his hand.
On the platform beside him, only one candlestick was lit, and the flickering and dim candlelight reflected on his face, stretching the shadow on his face for a long time, "Your Majesty" The old man shouted, his voice full of indignation: "What time is it now, why are you still sitting here?"
Garcia looked up and glanced at the old prime minister standing at his feet.
Salumbonelli couldn't help but be startled when he saw the young emperor's face clearly Young Garcia, his face was as withered as a dead man, blue and gray, and his gorgeous robe seemed to be put on top of a dead corpse, and his whole body was not angry at all.
If it weren't for Garcia's eyes still rolling, and the old prime minister hearing his slight breathing, there was even a moment when the old man almost thought that it was a dead man sitting on it.
"Prime Minister, you're here" Garcia's voice didn't seem to be alive at all, he seemed to be looking up at the old prime minister, but it was obvious that his eyes were a little distracted.
"Your Majesty, at a time like this, you must do something instead of locking yourself up here in a daze," said the old man, and he hurried up in a few steps, reaching for Garcia's sleeve.
Garcia suddenly shrank his arm, dodging the old prime minister's outstretched hand.
Then, the young emperor suddenly smiled, but this smile was full of despair: "Do something, what else do you think I can do, and what else can I do" His gray face grew hideous in the candlelight, and the hand holding the scepter was tense, and the green tendons bulged out on the back of his hand.
Garcia gritted his teeth, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat little by little: "What else can I do, I desperately entered the city, ascended the throne, you told me that I should trust Adric and Span, I gave them all their trust, all the military affairs were handed over to them, all the troops were let them deploy, I would never interfere I even handed over the Royal Forest Army to them, mobilized the whole city to resist, all the nobles contributed guards and private soldiers, the shortage of materials in the city, the implementation of rationing, I, the emperor, took the lead in reducing food and clothing, I even contributed my own chariot horse to the soldiers as mounts, I only slept less than three hours a day, I personally went to boost morale, to give speeches, to encourage people's hearts, I went to church, and even begged the church to ask them to let the magicians come to our aid, I even put down the dignity of an emperor, endured humiliation, and signed with the Landis for the most humiliating jump I did, It's all for this empire, don't think I don't know what everyone is talking about behind my back, everyone says that I am a traitorous emperor, I sold the interests of the empire to the Lantis, and you are all talking about me behind my back, but there are a few people who understand my situation, understand my difficulties, the country is like this, how to do it if I can't bear to be humiliated, I even know that the history books of future generations will definitely leave me a shameful mark, and people in later generations will talk about me When Garcia, he crowned me as a traitorous emperor, but all this, I don't care, I just want this empire to last."
In the end, the muscles on the young emperor's face twisted into a ball, and he suddenly screamed: "But now, what did I get, you told me what I got I, I trusted Adrick and Spann so much, I gave them everything about the defense of the city, I agreed to all their requests, everything, what they wanted, I gave what I wanted, just the day before yesterday, Adric also swore to me that they could win this war and would not let the rebels enter the city, but now, now, they have betrayed my trust" The old prime minister listened to the young emperor's gasp, and the wheezing voice was as weak as an old man.
"Your Majesty."
The old prime minister's eyes suddenly turned red, tears flowed out, and he looked at the young emperor: "We still have hope, General Spann is already arranging the defense of the palace, the rebels, they can't enter here for the time being, we" "That's just a matter of time" Garcia suddenly laughed wildly: "Sooner or later, Sarun Bonili, don't you understand, I'm about to become a dead emperor, I have done all this, I can't save the fortune of the country, I can't stop this from happening" The young emperor jumped to his feet and clenched his fists as if trying to break free of something, but soon he pounced and fell to his knees When the old prime minister saw the emperor like this, his hand loosened, the sword fell to the ground, and the old man also knelt down, and knelt in front of the emperor.
Garcia burst into tears and looked at Sarunbonelli: "Prime Minister, you tell me, you look me in the eyes, you tell me, am I an emperor of a dead country, I have done everything I can, I don't deserve such a result, I shouldn't be unfair, unfair, I don't covet enjoyment, I never dare to slack off on government affairs, I shouldn't be an emperor of a dead country, this is unfair, unfair" Salumbonelli's heart was like a knife, and he looked at the young man in front of him who was on the verge of collapse.
Perhaps because of his age, in the eyes and hearts of the old man, the young man in front of him did not have much of the majesty of the so-called emperor, especially at this moment, in front of him, it seemed that Garcia was just a desperate and decadent young man.
In my heart, the young emperor really didn't deserve such an ending.
He worked hard enough, and he was diligent enough, after being crowned and ascended the throne, he could be regarded as an emperor, he never enjoyed the power and benefits brought by the position of emperor for a day, and almost every day was like walking on thin ice, although the matter of hastily signing an alliance with the Lantis people was not discussed, but thinking about it carefully, he did not seem to have much choice, and it can even be said that even if he changed anyone, in his position and situation, it was impossible to do better than him.
The state is like this, it is not his responsibility alone, or to put it simply, he is just very unlucky, born in such an era, born in such a time when the imperial power is declining.
At the beginning of the Tema Military Region system a hundred years ago, the imperial power was lost and the warlords were in power, but to this day, it is indeed a little unfair for him to bear the consequences.
Taking a deep breath, the old prime minister tried to calm himself: "Your Majesty, now" "Now" Garcia stood up suddenly, he sneered repeatedly: "Now I tell you what to do now, I have done everything I should have done, I have done all the efforts to save this empire, but I failed, so I tell you, now I have to do something for myself, I, Garcia, will definitely not die here, I don't want to be captured by those rebels, I don't want to be captured by those rebels, don't let them hang my head on the flagpole like a flag, To show off their success, I will never let this happen."
When the old prime minister heard this, he was still a little sympathetic in his heart just now, and suddenly he sank suddenly, looked up at Garcia, and said in a lost voice: "Your Majesty, you, you want to run away" ` To be continued 〗Hanyu Pinyin "" is simple and easy to remember: