Your Lord Has A Screw Loose? -
Chapter 692 - 694: Boarding the Prison Van, Unloading Materials
Chapter 692 -694: Boarding the Prison Van, Unloading Materials
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“…”
“…” The young officer had a look on his face that said you’re kidding me, you’re actually the Historian???
“???” The young officer was utterly confused. They all dared not admit everyone was in here, so how did the Qintian Bureau know?
“Ah, who would dare call me sir, I’m just a technical worker, really. It’s just that I’ve been doing the job so long, everyone else has been worn away, and I’m nearly the Historian.” Wang Kai heaved a sigh. Besides his tenure, he really had no other advantages. Anyway, the top brass had said he would be the Historian, and he’d take up the post once the Primordial Dragon project was completed.
“Sir, it seems we don’t have enough prisoner carts.” After they had stuffed the prisoner carts full, it turned out there were still many rebels left uncaptured, which was inevitable as they couldn’t predict the number of rebels.
“Wait, I want to see His Majesty, I am the Emperor’s uncle, a member of the Royal Family, you can’t treat me like this!” someone who had been tied up and stuffed into a prisoner cart yelled out.
“Shut his mouth, say one more word and I’ll cut out his tongue. Never let him speak again.” As soon as this order was given, all those wailing members of the Royal Family immediately quieted down because the Iron Blood Army really would take action and wouldn’t just flatter and fawn over them like their previous subordinates.
“By Imperial Decree, revoke…” A eunuch stepped out, summoning his True Qi, and immediately revoked all titles from those members of the Royal Family involved in the rebellion, further sentencing them to death.
“It’s fine, just some strap marks, the folks from the Qintian Bureau won’t mind.” The young officer was unconcerned by this.
“Then let’s use cowhide ropes to tie these people to the outside of the prisoner carts, making them overlap, and hitch two more horses to pull them.” The young officer said with a cold laugh, he had no intention of waiting for another trip. At most, the horses drawing the carts would suffer a bit, and he’d just feed them some extra fine feed to reward them afterward.
“Tie them all up, transfer to the south of the city.” The lead young officer, seeing everyone act meekly, immediately issued another command.
“There’s no need to tally the numbers. The Qintian Bureau has sent word that everyone’s here. Just load them into the carts, and that would suffice. Please help me maintain order, sir.” Wang Kai knew his time outside was limited. There was no need to count, as someone had just sent him a message confirming everything.
“Kill~ Executing the false emperor!”
“Indeed, if His Majesty hadn’t purged the entire court, we wouldn’t have ended up in this situation.”
“Hands on your head and crouch down. Those who surrender will not be killed.” In front of the palace gates, the leading young officer let out a thunderous shout, stirring a significant stir of Qi as he did. He was a genius who, in a short period of time, had advanced to the second realm of Martial Arts. That’s why he was able to lead this sector of the Iron Blood Army and was responsible for the security of the Imperial City.
“I reckon, in a few days, turmoil will arise again in the world.”
“I have toiled for His Majesty for more than a decade; how can I be treated like this!!!”
“This…” Seeing the tide turning, someone quickly put their hands over their head and crouched down. As the Iron Blood Army approached, the killing intent made those who hadn’t crouched down tremble with fear, so under the pressure, they hurriedly crouched as well.
“This… isn’t good, if they get hurt it’s…” Before he could finish, the implication was clear, it would be a problem to deal with.
“The Emperor really lacks discernment; to think that rebels could emerge in the great Imperial City!”
“Sir, may I know what position do you hold at the Qintian Bureau?” The young officer asked tentatively, contemplating a closer relationship.
“Of course, of course.” The young officer knew how to handle social niceties, playing nice wasn’t that hard. He then called out to his subordinates, “Unload these people from the carts; load them all into the Qintian Bureau’s vehicles.”
The Iron Blood Army, which should have been redeployed, stood in front of the palace gates with lances at the ready, the murderous aura emitting from them stifling the previously thunderous shouts of battle to silence, leaving everyone afraid to speak.
After all, technical talents were still in training, which meant that despite its reputation, the Qintian Bureau was an empty shell that had nothing in it.
But he quickly composed his emotions, walking over and clasping his fists, “Thank you, sir, for your assistance, unloading the carts will be enough.”
Thank goodness the young officer hadn’t asked such a question, for if he really had, Wang Kai would have answered him with a straight face that he was indeed the only one at the Qintian Bureau; not to mention people, the Qintian Bureau building wasn’t even fully constructed yet, he wanted to take office but didn’t even have a place to work.
The commotion was not small, but everyone was enormously excited, as success meant they could be ennobled.
The Colonels, soldiers, and others who had been duped and stripped of their ranks stood to one side, looking at this group as if they were fools. They didn’t know whether these people were truly foolish or pretending to be, but the Imperial Decree had just now stripped them of their statuses and reduced them to commoners, yet they still thought they had some status?
Gulp~
The clamor of battle cries shook the heavens, and under the leadership of ministers who had been stripped of their duties and ordered to reflect behind closed doors, a mighty throng of over a thousand ruffian soldiers, holding members of the Royal Family, charged directly toward the Imperial Palace.
Soon, several more layers of human walls were wrapped around the outside of the prison cart, which then began its shaky journey. The horses pulling the cart had also increased to three, creating quite an unusual spectacle.
Since their superior had given the order, they naturally set to work.
And then… everyone was dumbfounded.
As the aura of killing intent spread, the faces of the loud and bombastic members of the Royal Family paled, but as they were among their own, they were frightened yet fearless. One of them immediately cursed, “You bastard, we are Heavenly Royals, and you’re just a lowly house slave. How dare you bark so brazenly here? Get off your horse now!”
With things having come to this point, they naturally had to endure it.
Everyone was trembling and didn’t dare to act rashly.
They didn’t dare to do this because they were truly brave, but because they knew that those capable of fighting had left; they were here to take advantage, and if they truly had to fight seriously, they would run faster than anyone else. Now that they couldn’t run, they certainly had to surrender.
They spoke loudly and assertively, as if they were announcing their political views.
They knew that if they truly did not comply, this group would really kill them, which was no empty threat. Watching the momentum with which a sword could fall, they knew their heads could literally roll.
He didn’t ask further, as after all, the Qintian Bureau was very mysterious in the Imperial City. Even the rootless men in the Imperial Palace seemed to have no knowledge of the inner workings of the Qintian Bureau.
Of course, he knew what the position of Historian entailed, holding the same rank as Chen Liuhuan of the Iron Blood Army, one of the four pillars of Great Qian appointed by Emperor Qian. But then, you come here to capture people. Is the Qintian Bureau running out of men?
The Iron Blood Army didn’t care about their tantrums and began to close in.
With the prison cart in tow, the Iron Blood Army quickly arrived at the southern part of the city, where Wang Kai had been waiting for some time.
The young officer dismounted and also returned the salute, “I wouldn’t dare accept such honor. Shall we count the number of people?”
Each of them swallowed their saliva nervously, exchanged glances with each other, and eventually threw down their weapons, clasping their heads as they quickly crouched.
A single prison cart was crammed with dozens of people, stuffed to the brim. These members of the Royal Family had lived lives of luxury and had never suffered such treatment. Red-faced and thick-necked with rage, they were angry but dared not speak out, still not recognizing the severity of their situation.
They thought that once they arrived at the southern part of the city, a bit of manipulation would set them free. Although it wouldn’t be like before, they considered being coerced by rebels not such a grave matter.
With orders given, the soldiers of the Iron Blood Army naturally began their work, claiming to be unloading cargo, which just meant driving these people inside—they could move on their own after all.
The members of the Royal Family without eye power began to weep and wail, attempting to play the card of sentiment.
Among them, these members of the Royal Family were forced to join in the shouting, which all but confirmed their position in the rebellion—a condition for their survival.
As for the rebels, staging the beginnings of an uprising was enough to accuse them of the highest crimes, unsuccessful and bloodless though it was. To think of a successful revolt was wishful thinking indeed.
This turn of events left those royals who thought they could escape the clutches of the rebels completely stunned; how could they be participants in a rebellion when they were clearly coerced by the rebels? Naturally, they began to cry out their innocence, but after receiving fierce glares from those escorting them, they realized they were still in the hands of the enemy. Their shouts gradually died down, and no one dared to speak up again.
With this development, the members of the Royal Family started to strut proudly, returning to their domineering ways upon feeling safe once again.
If such a situation could have been easily bluffed through, they wouldn’t have fallen to this state now.
Witnessing this scene, he was also stunned; he hadn’t expected things to become so preposterous.
But the expression of the Iron Blood Army’s young officer darkened even further, “I’ll say it again, rebels ahead, clasp your heads and squat down. Those who surrender will not be killed.”
As for those instigated rebels, they all thought about retreating but quickly realized that their escape route had been cut off without them noticing when.
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