Your Majesty, the road to the palace has been cleared, this city is yours!
Iron Axe knelt in front of Roland and said with excitement.
The battle lasted from yesterday to this morning. After breaking through the city gate, the First Army completed two main combat objectives in just two hours to capture the inner city palace and the East District Cathedral.
Next is to eliminate the enemy and completely extinguish Tifeko's resistance.
Roland looked around and found that everyone had the same excited expression on their faces. Whether it was the First Army soldiers or the Witch, their high emotions were almost overflowing.
If they hadn't made a statement yet, they would have cheered for a long time after Tifeko was overthrown, even if they did not conduct the throne ceremony, they would have become the veritable king of gray castle in their hearts.
But his mood was unexpectedly calm.
This magnificent capital, which represents the center of Graycastle, cannot resonate with him, nor does he feel like he returns to his hometown. In Roland's eyes, this is just an ordinary city, and its development priority is not as good as that of Changge Fortress. The only meaning is... The farce of the King of War finally came to an end, and he can also operate his territory with peace of mind.
Of course, victory is victory after all, especially such a refreshing victory.
I believe that the news of the change of ownership of the kingdom will soon spread throughout the kingdom, and his prestige and fame will reach a new level, which will be of great benefit to the next recruitment of talents and the promotion of reform.
At this point, most of the spring offensive plan that had been planned for more than four months has been completed, and now only the south is left... Roland involuntarily turned his attention to the direction of the Dragon Ridge and the farther south border.
That is where you really need to take it.
He took a deep breath, interrupted his thoughts, and said loudly, let's go into the city!
Yes, Your Majesty, Iron Axe stood up respectfully and ordered to the left-behind soldiers who had been expecting, Two columns, protect your new king, and set out!
The soldiers all raised their weapons and shouted loudly, Long live King Wimbledon!
Long live His Majesty the King!
Amid the cheers of the First Army, Roland walked down the warship and headed towards the palace.
……
After passing through the city gate, the streets were deserted and there were almost no figures. There were still traces of war on the ground, and the closer they were to the direction of the palace, this was the case.
Broken houses, uncleaned roadblocks, broken limbs and blood stains can be seen everywhere in the inner city.
There is no doubt that although the process of seizing the palace was short, it was still the most intense battle experienced since the establishment of the First Army.
Looking at the ruins on both sides of the street, Roland couldn't help feeling a little distressed. The specific number of casualties has not been counted yet, but there are more than twenty corpses of the First Army soldiers transported to the rear, which was the result of Nanava's timely rescue.
Without the help of the little girl, this number would have increased by at least more than triple.
When they stepped into the palace area, the soldiers stationed here knelt on one knee, and the two rows were neatly knelt on the way to the palace, which was very rare in the first army that had already been popularized by military salutes.
Roland did not say anything to stop it. From their excited expressions, it can be seen that these people did not greet themselves as members of the army at this moment, but paid tribute to the new king as the people of Grayburg.
Through the green garden, the scene in memory instantly overlaps with everything around it. Three bluestone buildings are arranged in a triangular shape around the flowing garden, forming the territory where the Wimbledon family has lived for generations.
On the left is the Sky Hall used for holding banquets or ceremonies, but now it has been destroyed by a bomb, leaving only dozens of thick stone pillars that stand towards the sky; on the right is the Municipal Hall and Library, which are currently under the supervision of the First Army.
In the middle is the most magnificent double tower temple. Its structure is similar to the high-rise buildings of later generations. At the bottom is an oval three-story podium, which is larger than the castle area in the border town. There is a raised tower on both sides of the podium, one with a crown on the top of one tower, and the other with a back crown, symbolizing the supreme authority of the royal family of the Gray Castle.
In the center of the double tower, two crossed iron chains are narrowly pulled to represent the double gun pattern on the home emblem.
Whether in terms of styling or design concept, it is an outstanding work that can be passed down for generations.
According to the instructions of those fragments in my mind, Roland climbed more than a hundred curved stairs step by step, and the experience of entering the temple was very wonderful. It was obviously the first time I came here, but I recognized every house and every aisle.
In the hall, in addition to the soldiers guarding with guns, there were also a group of panic-frightened nobles. When they saw Roland appear, everyone knelt down and welcomed his arrival in unison.
Get up.
Roland sat on the throne without hesitation and looked down at everyone.
Among these nobles, he saw several familiar figures.
For example, Finance Minister Lauren Moore, Foreign Minister Blint Felin, Law Minister Pailau, Intelligence Director Marshall, former Prime Minister Marquis Wick, etc.
These people are courtiers who served for Wimbledon III, and some of their family backgrounds can even be traced back to the beginning of the Wimbledon family.
When Tifeco Wimbledon ascended the throne, all of these men surrendered to the new king, and now, they obviously intend to continue to serve their own allegiance as usual.
Unfortunately, I don't need them.
This is not a court debate, but a trial.
Tifeco Wimbledon, suspected of murdering the Great Prince of Goron, plotting against rebellion, and colluding with the church, has now been detained, and what awaits him must be severe punishment.Soon, his crimes will spread throughout the city and even the land of the kingdom. Do you have anything to say?
None of these crimes can be forgiven, and I have dissuaded him, but it has no effect.Marquis Wick took the lead and said, "You overturned the clouds pressing against the head of the grey castle, Your Majesty."
The other nobles responded one after another.
Yeah?Roland asked with a sneer, "Are you standing by and watching or helping the evil when he committed these tremendous crimes?"Don't tell me, you just move your mouth and you'll be done.
This... The Marquis frowned and said, "You don't know that after taking over the throne, Tiffeko promoted a large number of confidants, such as Lanley, Scarl and Sir Morris. Whether it was the dispatch of the Knights or the recruitment of troops, we could not control it."
It's Ah, Your Majesty, please give me a clear guide.
When he sent His Highness Goron to the guillotine, he even bypassed the Inquisition and Clauched while coughing and shouting injustice. The executor was also a member of the Knights, and I could not stop him at all.
...So what happened this year has nothing to do with you, right?Roland's evaluation of these ministers in his heart dropped a little more than an assistant to the king, but rather a group of interests that each had their own abacus and a cancer that was attached to the royal family.
Perhaps at the beginning of the creation of the Graycastle, the nobles were indeed the king's right-hand assistants, but over the past few hundred years, they have become completely rigid and degenerate.
That being the case, let's play a game.
game?Everyone showed strange looks.
A trial game called Me Question You Answer, Roland sweeps over the nobles present, lying is eliminated, remember... your chances are only once.
Iron Axe knelt in front of Roland and said with excitement.
The battle lasted from yesterday to this morning. After breaking through the city gate, the First Army completed two main combat objectives in just two hours to capture the inner city palace and the East District Cathedral.
Next is to eliminate the enemy and completely extinguish Tifeko's resistance.
Roland looked around and found that everyone had the same excited expression on their faces. Whether it was the First Army soldiers or the Witch, their high emotions were almost overflowing.
If they hadn't made a statement yet, they would have cheered for a long time after Tifeko was overthrown, even if they did not conduct the throne ceremony, they would have become the veritable king of gray castle in their hearts.
But his mood was unexpectedly calm.
This magnificent capital, which represents the center of Graycastle, cannot resonate with him, nor does he feel like he returns to his hometown. In Roland's eyes, this is just an ordinary city, and its development priority is not as good as that of Changge Fortress. The only meaning is... The farce of the King of War finally came to an end, and he can also operate his territory with peace of mind.
Of course, victory is victory after all, especially such a refreshing victory.
I believe that the news of the change of ownership of the kingdom will soon spread throughout the kingdom, and his prestige and fame will reach a new level, which will be of great benefit to the next recruitment of talents and the promotion of reform.
At this point, most of the spring offensive plan that had been planned for more than four months has been completed, and now only the south is left... Roland involuntarily turned his attention to the direction of the Dragon Ridge and the farther south border.
That is where you really need to take it.
He took a deep breath, interrupted his thoughts, and said loudly, let's go into the city!
Yes, Your Majesty, Iron Axe stood up respectfully and ordered to the left-behind soldiers who had been expecting, Two columns, protect your new king, and set out!
The soldiers all raised their weapons and shouted loudly, Long live King Wimbledon!
Long live His Majesty the King!
Amid the cheers of the First Army, Roland walked down the warship and headed towards the palace.
……
After passing through the city gate, the streets were deserted and there were almost no figures. There were still traces of war on the ground, and the closer they were to the direction of the palace, this was the case.
Broken houses, uncleaned roadblocks, broken limbs and blood stains can be seen everywhere in the inner city.
There is no doubt that although the process of seizing the palace was short, it was still the most intense battle experienced since the establishment of the First Army.
Looking at the ruins on both sides of the street, Roland couldn't help feeling a little distressed. The specific number of casualties has not been counted yet, but there are more than twenty corpses of the First Army soldiers transported to the rear, which was the result of Nanava's timely rescue.
Without the help of the little girl, this number would have increased by at least more than triple.
When they stepped into the palace area, the soldiers stationed here knelt on one knee, and the two rows were neatly knelt on the way to the palace, which was very rare in the first army that had already been popularized by military salutes.
Roland did not say anything to stop it. From their excited expressions, it can be seen that these people did not greet themselves as members of the army at this moment, but paid tribute to the new king as the people of Grayburg.
Through the green garden, the scene in memory instantly overlaps with everything around it. Three bluestone buildings are arranged in a triangular shape around the flowing garden, forming the territory where the Wimbledon family has lived for generations.
On the left is the Sky Hall used for holding banquets or ceremonies, but now it has been destroyed by a bomb, leaving only dozens of thick stone pillars that stand towards the sky; on the right is the Municipal Hall and Library, which are currently under the supervision of the First Army.
In the middle is the most magnificent double tower temple. Its structure is similar to the high-rise buildings of later generations. At the bottom is an oval three-story podium, which is larger than the castle area in the border town. There is a raised tower on both sides of the podium, one with a crown on the top of one tower, and the other with a back crown, symbolizing the supreme authority of the royal family of the Gray Castle.
In the center of the double tower, two crossed iron chains are narrowly pulled to represent the double gun pattern on the home emblem.
Whether in terms of styling or design concept, it is an outstanding work that can be passed down for generations.
According to the instructions of those fragments in my mind, Roland climbed more than a hundred curved stairs step by step, and the experience of entering the temple was very wonderful. It was obviously the first time I came here, but I recognized every house and every aisle.
In the hall, in addition to the soldiers guarding with guns, there were also a group of panic-frightened nobles. When they saw Roland appear, everyone knelt down and welcomed his arrival in unison.
Get up.
Roland sat on the throne without hesitation and looked down at everyone.
Among these nobles, he saw several familiar figures.
For example, Finance Minister Lauren Moore, Foreign Minister Blint Felin, Law Minister Pailau, Intelligence Director Marshall, former Prime Minister Marquis Wick, etc.
These people are courtiers who served for Wimbledon III, and some of their family backgrounds can even be traced back to the beginning of the Wimbledon family.
When Tifeco Wimbledon ascended the throne, all of these men surrendered to the new king, and now, they obviously intend to continue to serve their own allegiance as usual.
Unfortunately, I don't need them.
This is not a court debate, but a trial.
Tifeco Wimbledon, suspected of murdering the Great Prince of Goron, plotting against rebellion, and colluding with the church, has now been detained, and what awaits him must be severe punishment.Soon, his crimes will spread throughout the city and even the land of the kingdom. Do you have anything to say?
None of these crimes can be forgiven, and I have dissuaded him, but it has no effect.Marquis Wick took the lead and said, "You overturned the clouds pressing against the head of the grey castle, Your Majesty."
The other nobles responded one after another.
Yeah?Roland asked with a sneer, "Are you standing by and watching or helping the evil when he committed these tremendous crimes?"Don't tell me, you just move your mouth and you'll be done.
This... The Marquis frowned and said, "You don't know that after taking over the throne, Tiffeko promoted a large number of confidants, such as Lanley, Scarl and Sir Morris. Whether it was the dispatch of the Knights or the recruitment of troops, we could not control it."
It's Ah, Your Majesty, please give me a clear guide.
When he sent His Highness Goron to the guillotine, he even bypassed the Inquisition and Clauched while coughing and shouting injustice. The executor was also a member of the Knights, and I could not stop him at all.
...So what happened this year has nothing to do with you, right?Roland's evaluation of these ministers in his heart dropped a little more than an assistant to the king, but rather a group of interests that each had their own abacus and a cancer that was attached to the royal family.
Perhaps at the beginning of the creation of the Graycastle, the nobles were indeed the king's right-hand assistants, but over the past few hundred years, they have become completely rigid and degenerate.
That being the case, let's play a game.
game?Everyone showed strange looks.
A trial game called Me Question You Answer, Roland sweeps over the nobles present, lying is eliminated, remember... your chances are only once.
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