Chapter 95

The door of the black iron closed slowly, and the alchemists who were incarnated as skeletons continued to sleep in the dark.

"I thought you would wake them up?" The devil looked at the king's order that the basement of the tower be sealed tightly, and asked curiously, "after all, the Holy See has begun to build the kingdom of God."

"No, not yet."

The king replied calmly.

The army that sleeps in the ground is a powerful sword hidden by mortals. It will be a cavalry, a sharp dagger that stabs the holy court and the gods. Only when it is secret enough and unexpected enough, can it play an important role in the most appropriate and critical moment.

When to use it, the king had a general judgment in his heart.

But not now.

After the devil left, the king did not leave the tower directly.

He walked up the black stone steps one by one. The windows of the tower were opened, and the wind poured in. With the deep and wide sound of the evening bell, it touched people's eardrums. The king went up to the top of the tower and looked down at his city from the top of the castle.

The devil told him another thing.

Among the castles of the rose family, some were actually designed by alchemists. Bomari castle is one of them. At the beginning, those brilliant alchemists made a lot of efforts in their castles after forming an alliance with dragon killers.

The castle itself is a huge array.

The minarets that the king saw are some important nodes in this array. At this time, the king looked down from the highest point and found that the streets of the whole castle follow a strange rule. The big and small streets are paved on the same surface, which is a beautiful picture full of geometric figures.

That's why the devil advised the king not to destroy the castle itself if he could.

However, after the war of punishment, the rose family lost bomari castle in the near collapse, which was obviously unknown to the rebels who occupied it later.

They made a lot of changes to the castle in order to make it more powerful.

If we want to make bomari Castle play its due strength, we need to make a series of repair and restoration. In this respect, the king has a good candidate - Mr. James, who has become a military madman.

The end of the evening bell faded among the mountains, and the king returned to the hall of the castle.

General Sheehan has been waiting for a while.

After a whole day's cleaning, Legrand has taken complete control of bomari castle.

Great reckoning, here we go.

A few days later, two messengers arrived at bomari castle.

The messenger came from the state of Balboa.

They brought the news the king wanted.

After the fall of Balboa castle, general Edmond faithfully carried out the king's order, and the valiant army of angul thoroughly cleaned the royal family of Balboa to ensure that no royal member of Balboa was left. On that day, blood stained the stone slabs of the palace of Balboa.

The royal family of Newcastle was treated the same way as the royal family of Balboa.

The rebels had a taste of failure.

The cleansing of the royal families of the two states brought a little controversy to the king - because the members of the king's chamber of Balboa, men, women, young and old, who died under the sword of angel's cavalry.

The king's orders were extremely cold, without any tolerance.

"Our critics can write again."

Before giving the order, the king said to general Hearn with such a smile.

"I wish they could quell the war on their own." General sheen replied indignantly.

The king shook his head without comment.

What will happen next in the north will be an unprecedented reckoning. Balboa and Newcastle have lived under the rule of their respective states for too long. If they want to rebuild a new order here, then the king must ensure that no royal blood that rebelled against the state will remain in the world.

Slaughter is only the first step in cleansing.

When people in the North talked about the killing of all the royal families of the two states, the king's officials listed all the things that the royal families of Balboa and Newcastle had done to the people in the north in recent years, compiled them into a punishment book, and sent a large number of personnel to spread it all over the north.

In the book of punishment, the king's finance officials made a rigorous argument, refuting the previous words used by the Rebel Alliance to incite the rebellion to pieces:

- the real cause of poverty in the states of Balboa and Newcastle is not rogram, but the greedy and unrestrained plunder of the king's family. When the people in the North suffered from hunger and cold, such as the king of Newcastle, red bearded ranthoft, his palace was magnificent, and his personal property was equivalent to the tax revenue of the whole nation for three years.

It has to be said that the ability of the king's officials to debate soared after several tortures of the king, which can be called impeccable.The officials in black cloaks spoke freely, as if they had become a part of the northerners, complaining tearfully about the exploitation and oppression of lantovt and others.

But this part of the complaint is not false.

Take Newcastle for example.

After the king recaptured bomari castle, he immediately organized people to review the financial records of Newcastle kept in bomari castle. The poverty and backwardness of the north are closely related to the rule of the state of Newcastle.

The economic system of the state of Newcastle under the rule of the lantovt family is mainly based on the old manor system. Under the manor system, the land area is not small. Some large manors cover thousands of mu, while small manors cover only hundreds or even tens of mu. Among the estates registered in the White House file of the state of Newcastle, almost all of the estates over 1000 acres belong to the lantovt family and its loyalists.

While the fixed rent and the real rent have been implemented in Legrand, the labor rent of last century is still implemented in Newcastle. In the state under the servitude rent, there were only peasants. In name, though they were peasants in public books, they were not much different from serfs.

The manor has its own independent judicial courtyard. Even because it is an independent state, it is difficult for people controlled by the manor to go directly beyond the state to request the ruling of the Royal Court of Legrand.

Bad weather, old system There is a sense of barbarism and poverty in the north.

From the thick files, the king found what he wanted:

- he sorted out the system that the rose family had implemented when they ruled the north.

The victory of the war is only the first step of recovery. After the military victory, the king must also awaken people's hearts.

This is also an invisible war.

After the reprimand Book spread, the king's officials were ready for the second propaganda campaign.

In this propaganda campaign, bards played an important role.

A minstrel was received by the king.

At the Conferment Ceremony before the king met gulendy, the minstrel plucked the strings of his harp in the square and sang the old Legrand ballad. The king sent for him from banks. No one is more familiar with great legends and ancient epics than bards.

It's an old memory handed down in the strings.

"I hope you will be able to sing about the tranquility, peace and beauty of Beidi." In the hall where the fire was lit, the king said to the Bard, "is there such a song?"

"Yes, your majesty." The minstrel had gray sideburns. He was wearing a pair of long leather shoes, which were badly worn by walking too much, and his face was covered with wrinkles. But he has a pair of bright green eyes, "I'm happy to sing those songs..."

Then he plucked the strings to find the melody in his memory.

Melodious melody, like a piece of snow floating down.

"What do you need?" Asked the king gently, listening to the melody of snow, fire and deer hunting.

"I don't need anything, your majesty." The minstrel looked at the king with his bright green eyes. "In fact, I have a song I wrote. I want you to listen to it. If you can, it's the greatest reward for me."

"Please."

The minstrel carefully tuned the strings, and his expression became very attentive and devout, and he hummed low.

"Tell me, tell me, people of Keya

who took you up the hill

who took you up the spear

- the young queen with black hair

..."

The melody was low, and the Bard's voice was slightly hoarse. This is a song he is most familiar with. He sings it from the southern mountains of Legrand to the continuous snow mountains in the north. Wherever he goes, he will spread this unknown song to wherever he goes. The melody is melodious and sad.

He sang a young queen.

A young queen with black and green eyes, she picked up a long gun from her blood and took people to defeat the invading enemy, so people made a crown of thorns and put it on her head.

The young queen met the young monarch at the age of seventeen. They meet in the mountains of Keya where maple leaves are like fire. They fall in love in blood and fire. At last, the young king breaks through the seven levels of Keya for his queen, just like all the knights in fairy tales who want to pursue their sweetheart. So the keyans happily handed their queen over to the man.

They played a light melody for the queen and sang a cheerful song for her.

Those songs are still handed down from generation to generation in the city of Keya.

In the melody of the harp, the fire swayed, and there seemed to be red mountains around. Under the maple leaf forest, the young monarch plucked the strings, and the young queen's long skirt blazed.

After the minstrel finished singing, he stopped plucking the strings, but the vague figure still appeared in front of the king's eyes.

The king looked at their blurred faces and heard a faint lullaby melody.

It seems that there was once a pair of hands, gently stroking his cheek, as if someone had held him in his infancy, sitting by the bright fire, gently patting his back, quietly coaxing him to sleep So gentle, so warm, he's surrounded by love."Who is she?"

Asked the king in a low voice.

"Queen Eleanor, our eternal queen."

The minstrel salutes the king. He has green eyes, which are the characteristics of the keyans.

Queen Eleanor.

The name touched a chord in the king's heart.

That's

His mother.

"She..." The king's voice was low. He looked at the ground. "What kind of person is she?"

"She's one of Keya's best queens." The minstrel looked at the young king and found the shadow of their beloved queen on the king's face. "If you go to Keya, you can see her statue. The best minstrel in the world comes from Keya. Keya's people love her very much."