Seeing that Alden was lost in thought, the Interior Officer continued to say slowly: "In the past few days, the sum of all has been no less than 100 cars."

"Nearly forty of them were distributed to civilians," the interior officer told Alden.

Alden looked at the Interior Officer, his eyes flickering, clearly thinking of something but undecided.

"The tax collector suggested that he go and collect the grain, but I forced him to hold him down, and waited for the Baron to deal with it himself," said the Interior Officer, to Alden.

Alden slowly analyzed the news, and subconsciously blurted out to the internal affairs officer: "What is my sweet brother's calculation?"

"I don't know," the Interior Officer replied to Alden.

Then, without waiting for Alden to speak, he changed the subject: "In any case, the food that Baron Francis brought to my Gutunburg has indeed stabilized the hearts of most civilians."

"Civilians?" Alden immediately captured the deep meaning of his words.

The Interior Officer nodded at Alden: "Yes, it's a civilian"

"What a Francis, as expected, has ill intentions about this, and wants to incite the civilians to riot," Alden suddenly understood, and immediately became furious.

Looking at the Interior Officer, he asked, "Since you know their sinister intentions, why don't you stop them?"

"If you stop it too soon, dare to ask the Baron if you want it?" the Interior Officer asked Alden rhetorically.

Alden was speechless for a moment, the corners of his mouth moved, and he swallowed the following words stiffly.

Seeing Alden's reaction, the Interior Officer explained to him: "You must know that this is Fort Gutun, what if those civilians rebel?

"Your Excellency, I think what the Lower Ruler said has a point," the Interior Officer continued to inquire at Alden.

Alden nodded slowly: "You're right, even if all those civilians resist, they will eventually kneel down and beg for mercy"

"On the contrary, it is the food that is the most important thing at the moment," Alden gradually combed through these words, and said to the Interior Officer.

Seeing Alden's reaction, a smile appeared on the corner of the interior officer's mouth: "No matter what kind of plan Baron Francis has in mind, this requires us to guard Fort Gudon, and we can swallow the incense bait he spilled."

"That's why the Lieutenant took it upon himself to make the soldiers in the city turn a blind eye to the grain brought in from the direction of Siton Pass, thus lowering their vigilance," the Interior Officer said to Alden proudly.

Alden looked approvingly at the Interior Officer: "You have done a good job, as long as there is food, the army can be stable." This Gutunburg, there won't be any mistakes."

"But what should we do next?" Alden asked the Interior Officer.

There was a hint of murderous intent in the eyes of the Interior Officer: "Collect the food and put all the people sent by Baron Francis in prison"

"Why?" Alden's eyes filled with confusion, he had just said that he had turned a blind eye, but why had he become so decisive now.

The Interior Officer explained to Alden: "Because the Baron has won a great victory, the rats sent by Baron Francis must have thought that the plan had failed"

"If we slow down, they may have quietly transported the grain, so I suggest that the Baron send an army to collect it at once," the Interior Officer said quickly to Alden.

Alden thought for a moment;" No, I'm going to kill all the rats."

When the "baron" heard this, the interior officer couldn't help but be shocked.

Then he loudly persuaded: "You can't kill those people at this time, you can only take them into custody"

"Why?" Alden asked the Interior Officer again.

The Interior Officer explained to Alden: "During this time, they have gained a lot of prestige among the common people by giving them large-scale soup kitchens."

"If we kill them at this time, there will definitely be a popular uprising," the interior minister said slowly.

After a slight pause, he continued: "Although the Baron is not afraid of the civilians, it is always good to kill less and retain more energy."

"Coming" Alden heard this, nodded to the Interior Officer, and agreed with his proposal.

The two guards standing behind Alden immediately took a step forward and replied loudly, "In"

"Send three hundred-men at once, and collect for us the food that has come to Sidon Pass," Alden commanded loudly to the two guards.

The two guards stood up straight and suddenly took the order: "Yes"

As soon as the words fell, he walked quickly towards the city.

......

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

Dense footsteps sounded in the streets and alleys, and a group of soldiers in armor looked ahead with serious expressions.

This was followed by the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping, mixed with countless wails.

"I, my porridge"

"You robbers"

"Quick, return my gruel"

"Father, They, They ......"

Countless voices were mixed together, and at the same time vague, but the sadness and helplessness in them spread unabashedly.

Hundreds of Fort Gutun soldiers frowned, holding spears and shouting in unison: "On the orders of Lord Baron, capture the spies of Fort Sieg and confiscate demagoguery"

"Come, give Ben and arrest them and put them in prison," one of the generals shouted to the soldiers around him.

Hundreds of soldiers shouted in unison: "Yes"

Then like a tidal wave, it rushed forward.

"Bang Dang"

The huge iron pot was overturned by the soldiers, and the gruel was spilled all over the ground.

The civilians looked at this scene, their hearts were shocked, and they swallowed the words on their lips. All of them showed terrified eyes.

Looking at the reaction of these civilians, the soldiers and generals smiled with satisfaction.

The "catch" general shouted at the soldiers.

The soldiers reacted, and went up to arrest the soldiers of Sidon Pass, who were dressed as family members.

Then satisfied, he took the soldiers and slowly left with their families and food.

Looking at the departing figures of the soldiers, the hands of the civilians here trembled a little. I can't say if it's because of fear or anger.

"Father, are we going to run out of porridge in the future?" said a child to a shirtless man.

The man took a deep breath and looked at his child, lowered his voice and said to him, "There will be."

"Really?" the child asked the man.

The man nodded, and his tone was very firm: "En"

When the people around heard this, their hearts were silent.

These scenes were repeated in the streets and alleys of Fort Gutun, and in almost half an hour, the soup kitchens were eliminated by the soldiers. At the same time, the horse-drawn carts full of grain were harvested and rushed to the barracks.

Unlike the smiling soldiers, the civilians wept silently.

A storm was brewing quickly in the silent cry.