Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

They had a strong premonition.

With the purpose of the Duke of Baikal's experiment exposed, this old aristocratic boss who controls the Third Army may...

It's in danger!!

...........

Since the battle between the Thousand-Armed Buddha and the unknown god took place in a remote, uninhabited frozen land, even though the damage to the terrain was enormous and the impact was far-reaching, the terrain within a radius of dozens of kilometers was suddenly changed by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

But it does not affect the cities within Ursus at all.

They could only feel a slight earthquake, and no other sense. No one knew what had happened in the uninhabited frozen land today.

When the news of the uninhabited frozen land was brought back to the Holy Steed Castle by the internal guards and informed Emperor Fedor, the emperor, who was pacing anxiously in the royal court, fearing that something might happen to Lu Yuan in the uninhabited frozen land, was stunned on the spot.

"I don't understand, please say it again..."

In fact, not only Emperor Fyodor didn't understand, but even Speaker Witte next to him didn't understand.

What gods are reviving, what golden thousand-armed Buddhas appear, what shockwaves spread for dozens of kilometers...

These things were so outrageous that even though Fyodor and Speaker Witte understood them, they couldn't believe them.

The inner guard recounted in detail what had just happened in the uninhabited frozen land. This time, Fyodor sat on his throne and fell silent.

"You mean... Mr. Lu is so powerful that he can even kill gods. Even an entire army combined is no match for him?"

The inner guard nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty..."

In fact, during the battle just now, the internal security thought about taking pictures. However, it seemed that the scene in front of them could not be recorded into electronic products, and it was impossible to take pictures. When the filming equipment was aimed at the Thousand-Armed Buddha emitting golden light, the camera was instantly damaged.

So, after everything was settled, the internal security took some pictures of the ground damaged by the battle.

When the internal security gave Emperor Fyodor the photos and videos of the damaged ground, Fyodor finally believed it.

"Mr. Lu...is so powerful?!!!"

If a person is strong in Fyodor's opinion, then Fyodor will definitely applaud happily and be happy that he has recruited a powerful general, but when a person is strong enough to transcend the mundane world and go beyond the dust of the world.

Then what you get is not happiness, but confusion, and even many emperors will be wary of them.

Of course, Fyodor would not be afraid. He would only be confused and shocked. He was more glad that he did not have any enemies with Mr. Lu, and the relationship between the two was even quite good.

"This matter! It is not allowed to be spread out..."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Neiwei knelt on one knee and said seriously.

"Mr. Speaker, do you think we now have a powerful backer? A backer more powerful than any other army?"

Fyodor asked a question that a normal emperor would not ask, and Speaker Witte smiled faintly beside him.

"Of course, Your Majesty!"

"Mr. Lu's willingness to stay in Ursus is a blessing for Ursus and for Your Majesty. Now, Mr. Lu has solved a huge hidden danger for Your Majesty. This is a precursor to the rise of Ursus. With Mr. Lu here, Ursus will rise under Your Majesty's leadership! It's just around the corner!! And Your Majesty will completely become an eternal sage monarch!"

Upon hearing this, Fyodor nodded with satisfaction.

"Go and bring Baikal back..."

"Your Majesty, we have captured Duke Baikal and are on our way back to Saint Steed Castle. Meanwhile, the internal guards have returned with reports of Duke Baikal's experiments using 'divine fragments' to develop super weapons. This has resulted in the deaths of hundreds of thousands of civilians over the past decade, with tens of thousands killed in the past year."

After hearing this report, even Fyodor and Speaker Witte were stunned.

How many? !

Hundreds of thousands of people?!

This is not a small number, but a truly astronomical figure. You know, the population of a small city is only a few dozen people. It is equivalent to saying that in ten years, the Duke of Baikal killed hundreds of thousands of innocent people in disguise.

Fyodor's expression was extremely gloomy, and Speaker Witte also understood what the internal guard meant. He took a step back and knelt on one knee.

"Your Majesty! This time!! Duke Baikal cannot be spared, even if he has the title of Duke. Your Majesty! Those are the lives of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people!"

Not only did Speaker Witte say this, but even the Interior Guard couldn't help but take a step back and kneel on one knee, as if they were really worried that Fyodor would be hesitant and cowardly as before and choose to make concessions in order to maintain the balance of the country.

However, this time, Fyodor's gaze was extremely firm.

"forgive?"

"What can I forgive?!"

Volume 1: Chapter 112: Death of Duke Baikal...

Fyodor's tone was particularly passionate.

It can be said that this is the most assertive time that Fyodor has spoken since he ascended the throne. It seems that he has a huge backer behind him, so that Fyodor does not need to worry about so many things all of a sudden. He just needs to rush forward and fully display his imperial qualities.

soon.

Thanks to the efficient transportation of the internal guards, Duke Baikal was transferred to a dilapidated house in the Holy Castle and placed under house arrest.

Although Emperor Fyodor wanted to conduct an interrogation and issue a verdict immediately, as an emperor, he also had to follow the laws of Ursus. According to the law, when interrogating nobles above the rank of marquis, it was necessary to summon most of the nobles, preside over the interrogation by the Imperial Parliament, and conduct a formal interrogation in public.

Today, it seems that the pro-war faction is weaker, but the pro-war faction is composed of old aristocrats. The power and complicated relationships in their hands are much greater than those of the new aristocrats who rely on the source stone industrial capital.

Strictly speaking, in the separatist war between the peace faction and the war faction, the war faction still has a greater advantage to a certain extent.

In the past, Fyodor did not dare to hold a parliamentary trial because the pro-war faction had greater power in parliament, and even if it was held, the probability of failure was high.

But now, the situation is completely different.

..........

Lu Yuan didn't know how much he slept, but he felt quite comfortable. When he woke up in a daze, he found himself still lying on the snowy field, but he was covered with many thick cotton clothes.

Just as he sat up from the stretcher, he first heard a sharp explosion next to him, followed by a happy voice.

"Mr. Lu, you're awake!!"

"Captain! Captain Mr. Lu is awake!!!"

Accompanied by the loud voice of a shield guard next to him, the Patriot, who was treating the wounds of his injured companions not far away and carefully collecting the bodies of his companions, immediately ran over with Tallulah, Froststar, and Alina.

When the four of them saw Lu Yuan wake up, they immediately said happily: "Xiao Yuan, you're awake? Are you feeling unwell?"

His tone was full of concern, as if he was afraid that Lu Yuan had suffered irreversible injuries from the previous fierce battle.

Lu Yuan smiled and said: No, I was just a little sleepy. I just slept for a while and now I feel much more energetic.

After finishing speaking, Lu Yuan's expression suddenly became serious. He stood up from the stretcher, gently placed the several thick cotton clothes that were originally covering himself on the stretcher, then looked around and asked.

"How are the casualties?"

As soon as the casualties were mentioned, the faces of everyone around suddenly darkened.

In fact, there is no need to ask. Just looking at the corpses on the ground and the remaining number of people, you will know that the casualties this time can be described as tragic.

No one wants to say this cruel and cold number.

"Let me tell you."

Tallulah sighed heavily. At this moment, she, the leader of the Integration Movement, was the only one who had to face this number.

"Xiao Yuan, previously our Camp No. 92 had a total of 124 shield guards, 5246 snow monsters, 220 infected troops, and a -member logistics support team..."

"Now... 41 shield guards have sacrificed their lives, leaving 51. The Yeti Squad has sacrificed 60, leaving 64. The infected troops have sacrificed... 2450, leaving 2796. The logistics support team has sacrificed 20, leaving 200..."

The further she talked, the more Tallulah couldn't bring herself to say this number; it was simply too cruel.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that if the special experimental force had not initially had a playful mentality, the Integration Movement would have been wiped out.

But even so.

The casualties of the Integration Movement still reached half, which was an extremely heartbreaking number. Even Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh heavily after hearing it, his eyes full of sadness.

Because among the thousands of people who sacrificed their lives, there were many people Lu Yuan knew, people he had talked to and chatted with. Now he had only been away from the Integration Movement for about ten days, and now he was separated from them forever.

"Give them a proper burial, they are all heroes."

Lu Yuan said.

Tallulah nodded. "We are collecting the bodies of every hero. We plan to bury them around the main camp. They are heroes, and their names should be remembered forever. If, in the future, the infected can truly integrate into this world, truly live ordinary lives, and if the infected can truly be liberated, then they will be heroes who gave their lives for the new generation of the infected."

"Let's go. I'll go back with you."

Lu Yuan turned around and looked at the thousands of corpses of his former companions neatly spread out on the snow. Each person was wrapped in cotton coats or other clothing to prevent their bodies from being exposed in the wild.

Beside them, their former companions were silent, some were crying, and some were choking with sobs.

Most of the compatriots in the Integration Movement are alone and have no family. For them, their companions are their only relatives in this world. Now that their only relatives have passed away, as companions, they are sadder than anyone else.

"Brothers, let's go back and accompany our compatriots on their final journey."

As Lu Yuan spoke, all his fellow members of the Reunion Movement stood up, bowed deeply to Lu Yuan, and then retreated to the army's side while choking with sobs.

Lu Yuan clapped his hands.

Beneath the ground, countless tree roots emerged from below and turned into wooden coffins, neatly placing thousands of corpses inside.

"Let's go home!"

Everyone present took the initiative to carry a wooden coffin, bring their compatriots, and set out on the journey home together.

The internal guards responsible for protecting Lu Yuan did not speak a word throughout the whole process, and followed the Integration Movement forces secretly and honestly.

The mysterious and powerful special forces in Ursus have turned into nannies at this moment, following obediently without any slackness.

After a trek that lasted most of the day, the Integration Movement forces finally arrived at the main camp located in a leeward area deep in the uninhabited permafrost, which was difficult to be discovered.

At this time, a lot of snowfields had been cultivated outside the main camp, and the potatoes provided by Lu Yuan were planted in the snowfields. These potatoes sprouted vigorously in such a cold environment, and the dense emerald green leaves added a completely different touch of vitality to the ice and snow.

When Lu Yuan arrived, a shield guard team that was protecting the main camp immediately spotted the Integration Movement group. They immediately gathered everyone and jogged forward to greet them.

However, what they faced was everyone's dusty and depressed appearance. Everyone was carrying a wooden coffin on their back. Even though it was unbearable, everyone knew what was inside these wooden coffins, and they all stood there in a daze.

The doctors in the main camp immediately bandaged and treated all the injured compatriots, while other logistics personnel immediately made soup in a big pot, adding a lot of dried meat that they usually couldn't bear to eat.

No one asked.

Because anyone can guess what happened.

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"Your Majesty wishes to hold a parliamentary trial?"

"Which noble does Your Majesty want to target this time?"

"Haha, the cowardly little emperor finally gave up after being silent for so long, but what's the point? How is the ending any different from the previous times?"

When the news that Emperor Fyodor was about to hold a parliamentary trial reached the ears of the nobles of all sizes in Ursus, each noble had his own thoughts after hearing it.

Most of the old nobles who advocated war mocked and despised him. It was generally recognized that Emperor Fyodor was weak. If he was really strong, it would be impossible that he had not taken any substantial action in more than 20 years in office. Even after the "Great Rebellion", several big old nobles were still alive and well.

Therefore, the old nobles also called Emperor Fyodor the "cowardly emperor" in their hearts.

As for the parliamentary trial, they also did not take it seriously.

In the past twenty years, Emperor Fyodor held several parliamentary trials every year, but each time it was all talk and no action, and the nobles on trial were basically the smallest nobles, such as viscounts and even barons.

For the war faction, the number of these tiny nobles is really irrelevant. As for why they don't try to "try" the great nobles, it's simply because they don't dare to do so and have too many concerns.

In the past, the biggest nobleman that Fyodor had tried was a count who was quite prestigious among the old aristocracy. After clearly listing the count's many crimes, and facing the collective resistance of the old aristocracy, he finally sentenced the count to a fine of several hundred million and that was the end of it.

Typical thunder is loud and raindrops are light.

Therefore, when Fyodor notified the parliament to prepare for the trial, none of the old nobles took it seriously. As for the pro-royal nobles, they sighed. They knew that His Majesty the Emperor had been looking for opportunities to overthrow the old nobles for the past twenty years, but nothing had changed in the past twenty years.

There were even pro-royal nobles who made fun of it.

Could it be that His Majesty Fyodor wants to slowly wear down these old nobles from the previous emperor's time, and then take action against them after they die of old age?

Although such a plan is theoretically possible.

But... the old aristocracy is, after all, a group, a will, not a certain group of people. Just like the former chief of staff of the Fourth Army, Grand Duke Vanya, was placed under house arrest in a nursing home and deprived of all power. Did this have any impact on the Fourth Army?

No...

Because the Fourth Army instantly selected a new successor.

Times of Day.

Nobles of all ranks set out from their residences and headed collectively to the Imperial Parliament Hall in Saint Stein Castle.