"These restless people are really harmful."

Baron Hirtshals, the head of one of the new cities on the northwest coast, sighed ugly at his desk, and rubbed his temples with a very headache, his appearance was a typical Raldian person, under the full heavenly court was a pair of gray-blue eyes, dense short hair cut into a flat top, and a black mole on the side of his mouth, in his spirit, he could make people feel sensitive, elegant, and there was a cold and thoughtful look in his eyes

A report that had just been delivered was placed on his desk, and the seal of the text indicated that it was from the Normandy Governor's Palace, and that it was written in a formulaic and fluent handwriting: "All the heads of the coastal cities of the Normandy region must be in the city of Bicadu within ten days to attend the meeting of the cities of the Normandy region, without delay, leave, or tardiness, and it is important to note that due to the absence of the governor, this meeting will be temporarily held by the abbot of the Falcon!"

The bland text carried a thick chill, which made Hirtshals's eyebrows twist together,

"What can I do?"

He stood at the window with some hesitation, the autumn sun was shining outside the window, in Normandy in October, yellow grassy slopes abounded, the newly cultivated land was full of lively frog chirping, the adobe in the mountains, the pale white smoke of the villages outside the city, the sunlight mixed with the fragrance of wild grass and leaves, perhaps mixed with the green air of the strong black wheat, the earth was full of vitality,

"I don't know what these guys are thinking"

Hirtshals stared at the sparkling river flowing by the village outside the window, and took a deep breath very helplessly, "Just for such a little money, you dare to do this, if it is in the empire itself, it is possible for the entire family to be uprooted!"

The story of the Boroca rebellion had spread throughout the northwest coast of Normandy, and the city of 20,000 men had been stormed by more than 10,000 troops.

As for the cause of the rebellion, it is seldom mentioned.

There are various theories, but the most believable one is that the remnants of the kingdom of Roud are at work, and it seems that they want to assassinate the former princess of Roude, Princess Aghelen, who is patrolling Borokasu, which angers His Majesty the Falcon, and under the imperial army, the whole city is overturned, more than 1,000 people are killed, and tens of thousands are arrested. The whole city was half empty at once,

"Or such rumors can deter those local magistrates who have all kinds of ideas," Hitshals smiled bitterly,

He knew the truth, Helardian was only fifty miles away from the site of the rebellion, Borokasu, and the truth could be obtained almost effortlessly, and the cause of this apparent rebellion was the tacit children's allowance of most of the city leaders, according to the judgment. Most of the city officials in Normandy were still very responsible, and most of them were nobles who were famous and had crossed the sea with their families and clansmen, and there was no possibility of running away after a while.

Like most of the new immigrants, they hope to put down roots in this land, and they can be regarded as a conservative industry in local construction, in this new land known as "New Hope". all want to do something that can be passed on to future generations,

But the foundations of the Normandy region were too poor, and after several large-scale wars in a row, which were almost sweeping. Agriculture is completely destroyed, urban infrastructure is equal to nothing, most of the taxes on commercial trade have to be paid, the funds that can be provided are very limited after all, the city has to develop, the population is rapidly expanding, and money is needed everywhere, so some people have the idea of immigration subsidies.

In this matter, the attitude of the Normandy military has always been acquiescing,

The empire also knew that it was impossible to let the horses run and not give them grazing, and the prosperity of the new region would inevitably have some dark areas.

If everything is clear, the development of new areas will not be carried out at all, and even the local garrisons will turn a blind eye to smuggling, and without funds, urban development will be an empty talk

I don't know if Baron Nurensheng is too unlucky, or if His Majesty the Falcon suddenly wants to kill chickens and monkeys, and randomly find a guy on his back to slaughter him.

Anyway, this guy was caught, and Baron Nurensheng's rallying rebellion eventually evolved into a rebellion in the mouth of the military, and many people would think of a bloody massacre, but the truth is that the rebellion has just begun. The military cracked down forcefully, killing more than 100 people and arresting thousands, while many more Porokasu residents rejoiced at the punishment of these former tyrants

"Well, how many people know the pain and helplessness of us city managers!" Baron Hirtshals thought that he had put more than 10,000 gold coins upside down in order to build the city's roads, and his mouth was filled with bitterness

He had already heard a dense sound of footsteps, and as he stepped up the wooden staircase on the second floor of the town hall, Baron Hirtshals turned around with a hint of realization, his nerves stretched to the limit,

"Lord Hirtshals, the army wants to see you!" came the graceful voice of the female secretary Paulafus, a little flustered and overwhelmed

"Let him in!" Hirtshals straightened his collar and tried his best to calm himself down, and shouted to the door,

"Is Your Excellency Baron Hirtshals?" The door was pushed open, and a young officer in a black army uniform walked in, his body was straight, like a sharp sword, and his cold gaze made Baron Hirtshal's whole body chill, and behind him, followed by two soldiers with the same cold feeling, the black armor brought people a solemn killing,

These are the eyes of a murderer, Hirtshals has never been on the battlefield, but can feel that under such a gaze, I believe that any enemy will have a feeling of being torn, is it possible that His Majesty the Falcon is going to cleanse the city officials of the entire Normandy coast?

"Is Your Excellency the Baron of Hirtshals, please?" the officer on the other side asked again with a glance at the Baron Hirtshals, who was completely stunned

"Yes, I'm Hirtshals!" replied with the courage to say, "If possible, I would like to have a way to die with honors."

"How to die?" The officer on the other side was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, looking like a smile, or disdainful, "I don't know what you're talking about, I was just ordered to pick you up to attend the meeting!

"So, I don't have to die!" Hirtshals was a little embarrassed, and his heart relaxed, "May I ask, is this how all the people in the meeting are treated?"

"No, how is it possible, we are guards!" The young officer's grim face showed a hint of pride that belonged to a soldier, and he shrugged his shoulders, "We are here on the orders of His Majesty!"

"Falcon Majesty!" Hirtshals was startled by the word, and felt his scalp explode and creep (to be continued......