Chapter Seventy-Four: After the Confusion

"Lots of fun little guys. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The middle-aged man in the ornate carriage snorted, and he sat down on the soft velvet and took off his boots. The middle-aged man frowned slightly at the faint blood stains on his boots, and with a slight wave of his hand, the boots were as new as ever.

No one knew when he went out, and no one knew when he came back, but it could be seen that the middle-aged man was indeed tired, and he almost fell asleep upside down, and after a while, there was a burst of snoring. The middle-aged man's mouth was slightly open, and he would drool from time to time, and there was no trace of aristocratism at all from his sleeping position.

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In the city of Sintra, the gates of the ducal castle have been stained red with blood, and fires have broken out in many parts of the city. Taking advantage of the chaos, many gangs and bandits took advantage of the fire to loot, many shops were ransacked, many facilities were damaged, and most of the good citizens could only hide in their homes and pray that the chaos would pass as soon as possible.

"Lay down your arms, my children. The old duke leaned against the city wall, he saw the fire in the city, he saw the cannibalism of the northern army, and the wrinkles on the old duke's weather-beaten face seemed to be deeper.

The Rose Knights are scarred, they have seen the defeat of the Lord, they have seen the Lord' being rescued, failure and success have never been on the minds of these loyal guards, it is enough for them as long as the Lordship is alive.

When the first person laid down his arms, then countless people laid down their weapons, and the Rose Knights chose to give up resistance, and they also held deep apologies in their hearts for their compatriots in the northern army.

"It's the last thing I can do for an adult. "The leader of the Knights of the Roses, a middle-aged man with sharp horns, fired the flare in his hand.

"Glory to the Knights of the Rose!" blue fireworks burst into the sky, and the leader of the Knights of the Rose killed himself. His expression before he died was very calm, he believed that the adults would be safe, and all he could do before he died was to leave some 'seeds' for the adults as much as possible.

Some of the Rose Knights chose to kill themselves like their leader, they were undoubtedly Belinda's most ardent followers, while some of the Rose Knights chose to put down their swords, they still had wives and children, they knew that they had committed an unforgivable felony, but even seeing their wives and children again would be enough to fulfill their wishes before they died.

"Restore order in the city!" ordered Her Highness to the city guards.

"Yes, Your Highness. "The centurions of the city defense army knelt down on one knee, and after this battle, each of them was filled with respect for Her Highness.

Soon the part of the city defense that could still fight was assigned to maintain order in the city, and the Knights of the Rose, who laid down their arms, were concentrated and guarded by the soldiers of the Second Legion of the Northern Army.

The black knights, who belonged to the old butler, were still resisting, and the living forces around Daisy immediately entered the battle, plus the hoplites who came to support were soon suppressed by the sporadic resistance of the black knights.

The soldiers are cleaning the battlefield, and the strong smell of blood in front of the Duke's castle will make people very uncomfortable, but Juana did not cover her nose, she has also personally participated in taking care of the wounded since she was a child, every soldier here has fought for her bloodily, how can Her Royal Highness not feel the slightest feeling?

"I overstepped my authority, the general won't blame me, right?" Juana was bandaging the wounds of the big General Armitage, and her heart was full of gratitude to Her Royal Highness the general.

"Your Highness, you have done a great job. "The hot-tempered General Armitage seldom boasted about people, and after this battle, the relationship between the two men had reached the point where they could make some innocuous jokes.

The blue figure shuttled between the wounded, and Her Royal Highness Juana's performance tonight made many people look sideways, it was this still slightly immature girl who had conquered the hearts of countless people.

"Lord Duke, did you prepare that mysterious man in advance?" Bondakov's figure appeared on the city wall at some point, and he supported the frail old duke.

"How could I possibly invite that 'adult' to move. The old duke looked to the north.

"Dare to ask him?" Bondakov was desperate to know the name of the mysterious powerhouse, and his instincts told him that the mysterious powerhouse would definitely affect all the actions that followed.

The old duke said the name of the mysterious powerhouse, and Bondakov fell silent, a name that was enough to make people daunted just by hearing it.

"Ahem, ahem. The old duke was lying on the soft bed, his body was still a little weak, whenever he thought of his old buddy, the old duke would be a little distracted, his old man would not be ruthless after all, and he thought that this vain feeling on his body would be completely better in a few days.

"Slow down. Juana offered the old duke hot tea,

"Your Highness, you have really grown up. The old duke slowly took the teacup handed by Her Royal Highness, his eyes were full of kindness, just like the juniors he had high hopes for had been recognized by himself, and the old duke's heart was extremely gratified.

To a certain extent, the old duke really regards Juana as his junior, how can such a smart and lovely girl not be loved by this old man who is over half a hundred years old.

By the time Juana visited the old duke, Sintra had largely regained its calm, and the city defense swept away the bandits and gangsters who had caused chaos in the city with a thunderous force, and those who fished in troubled waters were basically punished as they deserved, some killed to pay for their lives, and some needed to eat for several years in prison.

This bloody night in Sintra was marked by many innocent tragedies, with children behaving their mothers, wives bereaving their husbands, and prison cells overcrowded overnight. Juana mercifully did not kill the Rose Knights, but sent them to build fortifications, of course, if they were disarmed and guarded.

Her Royal Highness showed her ruthlessness in the face of the troubled waters of the city that night, the thieves had their fingers chopped off, the rapists were castrated, and they were not sentenced to death because they were still to be used as coolies, and this chronic torture was actually more painful for the prisoners than death. The murderers were sent to the central square, where they were to be tied to pillars and burned alive, a cruel punishment that had been abolished for centuries after the collapse of the Holy See.

The angry citizens cheered, they hated the sinners, and they praised the wisdom of Her Highness Juana. In fact, this is not only to deter criminals, but also to make the people feel that they are still safe, and this is also to let the entire Western 6 people who have the heart to observe this land take a look at it, Her Royal Highness Juana is no longer the cowardly girl (prince), she is determined to defend her subjects.