As the most outstanding young politician in the empire, Solo has a great reputation not only within the empire, but also on the entire continent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If there hadn't been so many changes, he would have become the youngest prime minister in the history of the mainland, not because he was born in a famous family.

It is his vicious vision and excellent skills that make him capable enough to be qualified for this position above 10,000 people under one person, which is convincing.

However, such a young man who was determined to cure the stubborn diseases of the empire gradually lost his voice in the imperial council and was finally imprisoned.

This is really embarrassing, even an outstanding talent like Solo is not reused, it is really strange that Rhaegar can sit on this throne.

The prison is very dimly lit, lit by a single candle, day and night.

A man sat on the floor of the prison, with a few books on a crudely made wooden table and a map with many markings.

A jailer opened the cell and brought food in, carefully displaying the food one by one, instead of throwing it on the ground casually like other prisoners, because this man's identity was unusual, he was the former boss of these jailers, the Imperial Inspector General Solo!

"How's the situation going outside? Has the snow stopped? I've been hearing a commotion since the morning, is it someone attacking the city?"

Solo was looking at the map, and he didn't look up to ask, he had been in prison for some time, and it was all up to the soldiers to report.

"Yes, my lord, the rebels have been attacking the city for a whole morning, but the situation in the city is generally stable. ”

The jailer laid out the dishes one by one, and did not dare to be sloppy in his movements, not because of Solo's status, no matter how powerful he used to be.

Now he is just a prisoner, but these prison guards used to be under the care of Solo, and it was Solo's decree that was issued.

Let the jailers enjoy better welfare treatment, the high-level nobles have a lot of resentment against Solo, and they continue to criticize him, but among the lower-level soldiers, Solo has a high prestige, obviously he is from a noble background but has no shelf, obviously so young, but he has a skill that is not inferior to anyone.

Many soldiers were proud to have served under Inspector General Solo, and how high-spirited the Gendarmerie Regiment was under his leadership!

However, all this became a thing of the past with his dismissal and imprisonment, and even the gendarmerie corps was broken up and reorganized.

"Is it true that when the angry peasants gather together, after overthrowing the noble lords, they fall into a very confused state, and then they are taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives? ”

Solo shook his head slightly, he could fully foresee the tragic scene at the gates of the royal capital, these rebels were poorly equipped and had no siege weapons.

Their only means of attacking the city was to force their way up to the city by means of a staircase made up of nearby trees cut down from the trees.

If it was just a weakly defended city, it might not be able to withstand being captured by them, but this is the king's capital, not anywhere else.

Whether it is the combat ability of the garrison soldiers or the solidity of the fortifications, they are all top-notch, and the two sides are not at the same level at all.

These rebels forced their way into the city, and they were greeted with nothing but blood and death, and it was a massacre in no commitsimile!

"I've heard them say that the farmers are climbing up like crazy, and at least 2,000 people have died in just half a day, which is terrible!"

The jailer sighed, it was not the invading field that attacked the royal capital, but the ordinary farmers who couldn't eat enough to survive, which made people have mixed tastes.

"What about the Far Eastern Army? What are their actions? Are they cooperating with the siege or standing still? I think most of them are the latter, their correct thing to do is to let these farmers of the rebel army be cannon fodder, watching these farmers go to their deaths, Lin Ye ...... that guy"

Solo paused at this point, once the war starts, there is no justice or not, and the goal is to achieve the final victory at all costs.

As a politician, he could not understand this truth, but he had the opportunity to turn all this situation around, but in the end he failed.

He could only watch the empire step by step in prison into a stormy situation, which really made him sleep.

"I haven't heard that the Far Eastern Army is involved in the siege of the city, but don't worry, my lord, our reinforcements will arrive soon, and then we will join forces, whether it is the rebel army, the Far Eastern Army, or the Rose Army, they will all be defeated by us, and the war will not drag on for too long, and it will end soon. ”

The jailer smiled and waved his hand to signal Solo to eat, there has been a lot of news in the royal capital recently, and they are still very optimistic about the situation.

They don't care who wins the war, they just need to settle it as soon as possible.

"Will it end soon?, but the empire has been fighting for more than three years in a row, and its national strength has been empty to the extreme, while the Blue Frost Kingdom in the north and the Dermok Federation in the south have been recuperating for many years, so it's hard to guarantee that they won't have some ideas, and they may even ......."

Solo sighed deeply and didn't continue, there was a deep worry in his eyes, and he was tasteless after two bites of something casually.

"I hope the worst doesn't happen, and I hope Your Majesty doesn't make the stupidest choice, or the whole empire will be doomed. ”

Solo waved his hand and motioned for the jailer to bring everything out, he had basically not eaten anything in the past few days, and he was too worried.

His gaze shifted to the map again, and the jailer called out to him, and when there was no response, he had to be taken out, leaving him alone again.

At the gates of the royal capital, thousands of corpses had been left on the ground, and peasants dressed in coarse linen clothes were still attacking the city.

"Hurry up on the top, go up on the top, hold on for a while, it won't be long before you can take it down, continue to send people to press it, and more people!"

"What are you going to do when you go back? Don't be afraid of death, as long as you capture the royal capital, you will want anything, wealth, status, and beauty are all at your fingertips. ”

"It's all reached this point, there is no way back, so everyone must move forward, otherwise they will be killed, go forward, and capture the royal capital!"

The officers pressed the rear and ordered the soldiers to launch a steady stream of onslaughts, but their onslaught was only reflected in the momentum of bravery.

There is not even the most basic trebuchet, and it can't bring any shaking to the royal capital at all, and human life is as humble as a mustard.

Do they really want some kind of wealth and status? Why do they die faster when they just want to live?