At 13:45 on February 9, 2085, under the watchful eyes of the people of the Empire, this game was held. Conqueror, the battle that broke out in the star field was divided in just two hours.

The Marquis of Bōton, who had high hopes from the nobles, was a complete loser, his fleet completely vulnerable to Robin's Central Army, nearly 80% of his warships were taken over by Robin, and he himself became a prisoner of Dorbin under the escort of the renegade replicant soldiers.

"The onboard computers of the captured ships of the Third Front have been blocked, and now, except with the direct authorization of our "Gaia, or "Zeus of Hoffmann the Great", the weapons systems of these ships will be completely blocked, and the voyage will only be able to follow the predetermined course to the place we have designated. But...... Robin, are you really going to send this newly defeated rebel army to the imperial capital? "Electronics expert Christine, with the help of Gaia, began to ask about the follow-up, in his opinion, this army did not suffer much loss in the battle, if such a complete rebel army directly to the imperial capital, it seems a little inappropriate.

"I have transferred the only mobile force of the royal family, and there is currently no mobile fleet stationed in the imperial capital, so isn't such a complete fleet just in line with the current needs?" Robin casually explained as he flipped through the post-war statistics he had just gotten in his hand.

"But...... But they were rebels a few hours ago. Although we have all the leaders in it under control, ...... But at present, the strength of the imperial capital is empty, in case you ............... "Christine, you are too underestimating the emperor." Robin looked up with a smile: "Do you think the Polar Galaxy's defenses are really as vulnerable as they seem?" If the imperial capital's defenses were really so weak, how dare I rashly take away all the fleets of the imperial capital? "You mean......" Christine looked at Robin thoughtfully, and he began to understand Robin's "real" meaning.

"The Polar Galaxy is currently the most critical gateway to and from the Milky Way, and it functions similarly to the Federation's Proxima Centauri. Nominally, it was the imperial capital, but in reality it was a large-scale military gathering place. All fleets that expedition to the Outer River Galaxy need to pass through the Polar System to reach the Outer River Galaxy, hehe......, Robin threw away the post-war statistical report in his hand, got up and said: "I have seen the most detailed military defense deployment of the Polar System, and Lou dares to assert that even if the Imperial Capital does not even have a single warship, it is enough to resist the attack of the three legions, so we don't need to worry about the safety of the Imperial Capital." Sending this rebel army back to the Imperial Capital only allows the Imperial Capital to acquire a new mobile fleet to temporarily replace the patrolling and escorting duties of the Royal Praetorian Guard. In addition, those newly recruited soldiers also need to be arranged as soon as possible, and this newly recruited fleet is not the best place for them to serve? Robin refers to the newly recruited soldiers who came to register themselves and swore allegiance to the Empire after the New Deal was officially announced.

The turnover of the lower nobility in the empire is very frequent, so a large number of replicant warriors who have lost their employers are left behind in the civilian sector to make a living in industries such as mercenaries.

In addition, there are also a large number of replicant warriors scattered under the command of some descendants of declining nobles. According to the original laws of the empire, these noble queens who inherited their father's "inheritance" could use this army left by their father to go to the extragalactic system to fight and win meritorious deeds. But in fact, not everyone has the will or ability to tear them apart on the battlefield. For the descendants of the aristocracy who lacked the talent to fight, their father's "inheritance" was not only not helpful for their future lives, but also a heavy burden, and they could not afford to support the army. So now, when the empire officially launched a new policy, willing to accept all replicant warriors in the official name, and would give the nobles a certain amount of financial compensation, the vast majority of the descendants of the nobles took the lead in responding, obediently handing over the sī army they could not afford in exchange for the benefits that could be obtained immediately.

This work had already begun before Robin led his army on the expedition, and was overseen by Hoffmann the Great. Of course, considering the tedious nature of this matter, most of the work is handled by the artificial intelligence "Zeus", and judging from the preliminary statistics, the number of these newly recruited replicant warriors is very staggering, although their combat qualities are uneven.

Therefore, how to properly arrange this group of soldiers has become the primary problem at present, and Robin decided to send back the remnants of the captured Third Front, just enough to meet the military equipment needed for the formation of the new army, and it is believed that with "Zeus, with great working ability, another fleet directly under the control of the royal family will soon appear."

"Robin, what are you going to do with those noble captives? These people are clamoring to meet the Emperor right now. ”

Perhaps overheard the conversation between Robin and Christine, who had just finished sweeping back to the assembly after the war, Ansel on the bridge was involved in the capture of the nobles.

At present, this group of captured noble captives has been taken into custody in a unified manner, but considering their strong personal strength, how to arrange them has become a very headache.

"They want to see the Emperor?" Robin smiled disdainfully: "Inject them with H-74 and let them sleep for a while." Then send them back to the imperial capital, and let the emperor personally announce the verdict against them. "So...... In terms of criminal law......,......... "Ansel tentative inquiry."

"Those who are willing to plead guilty and admit the new policy, surrender their territories and sī soldiers and serve twenty years in prison can enjoy the merit clause. As for those stubborn fellows and the first offender," Robin paused and sneered, "Execute them in public, confiscate all their territories and properties, and exile their families and relatives who dare to resist in the extragalactic system." ”

“……”

The severity of the punishment proposed by Robin was simply appalling, and it had never been such a harsh criminal law in the law since the founding of the Empire, and it was aimed at the high-ranking aristocracy in the Empire.

"Since I want to reshape the empire, then I don't mind showing my brutal side in front of those arrogant aristocrats."

On 15 February, four days after the prisoners were returned to the imperial capital, Hoffmann the Great personally declared the Marquis of Bōton, who had led his army, guilty of treason, confiscated his title and property, and executed him on the same day, while his family members were all captured by the Janissaries for resisting the sanction and exiled to the extragalactic system.

This was the first time since the founding of the Hoffmann Empire that the Emperor ordered the execution of nobles, and this time as many as seven middle- and lower-ranking nobles were executed along with the Marquis of Bōton, and fifty-six lower-ranking nobles pleaded guilty to the crime and received twenty years in prison after surrendering to the Sī army and the domain.

Hoffmann the Great's verdict undoubtedly became a hammer in the hearts of the nobles, and when the world thought that the royal family would be under pressure to depose the New Deal, Hoffmann the Great teamed up with Robin to kick off a bloody prelude. And the gray-haired, 100-year-old emperor once again reminded people of his iron will and reaffirmed his supreme authority over the Empire.

The execution in February 2085 became the beginning of a nightmare for the aristocracy, and gradually, some of the technical and academic aristocrats who had originally turned to the chivalric aristocracy politically also defected and chose their own side again. And this betrayal caused the aristocracy of the empire to suddenly become a chaotic situation, and small-scale conflicts, assassinations, and attacks between nobles and nobles would occur almost every day in the empire, and for a while, the originally powerful and rich empire seemed to suddenly become full of holes.

However, on February 28th, with the arrival of a war report from an extragalactic galaxy, the world once again ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］