Chapter 348 Public Trial

Straffburg was lost.

The army of the Kingdom of Burning Embers poured into the city, marching in neat steps, quickly occupying important places such as the armory and the Duke's Palace in the city, and controlling the entire city with ease.

Strataffburg is indeed the largest city in the North. Even in the closed wartime, there are nearly 70,000 people living in the city.

"Tempus"

"This place has really fallen"

"I hope these monsters will not cause a tragedy."

"That, that is the dragon's family, haven't you read the "Book of Burning Embers"? "

"God, who can save us?"

The citizens closed the doors and windows, stayed at home anxiously, envious of those who had left, and guessed the dragon's guarantee.

The city seemed to be shrouded in haze, and suppressed whispers echoed in the city.

Some players who joined in the fun also began to "explore" in the city. They rummaged through boxes and cabinets everywhere on the street, and some even plunged into the sewer, and were finally arrested by the accompanying warlord.

However, soon, the well-trained tieflings followed the order and began to knock on doors from house to house.

"Don't, don't kill us!"

"Don't hurt them, I surrender!"

"According to the kingdom's order, please go to the assembly square."

During this period, there were not many bloody conflicts, but many citizens were frightened.

People were forced to leave their homes, with an uneasy mood, praying that they could survive the tyranny of the dragon.

"He, what are they going to do?"

"Are these devils going to eat people?"

"No way, are they going to give us to the red dragon as a delicious meal?"

Before they finished speaking, the sound spread throughout the city, and people looked up in horror and looked at the same place.

"Boom!"

I saw a huge red dragon body falling from the sky, crushing the tall city wall heavily, causing countless rubble to fall from it.

The majestic city wall that was enough to make the frost giants look up and sigh was like a paper toy in front of the red dragon, and it might collapse if you didn't pay attention.

Cassius climbed up the highest tower carefully, opened his mouth and let out a long roar, which temporarily overwhelmed all the noise in the city.

Countless pairs of fearful eyes looked up from bottom to top, casting towards this huge existence.

"Human, the North has perished."

"I hereby declare in the name of the Burning King that the oppression of you by the nobles of the North for thousands of years has come to an end."

"Recognize the situation. The 100,000-strong coalition army of the North has been annihilated, and the kingdom will bring you a brand new order. You will enter a new century without the extravagance and corruption of the nobles of the North."

"Finally, the public trial is about to begin, enjoy it all."

Accompanied by a gust of wind, Cassius waved his broad wings and flew into the sky suddenly, and then disappeared with the distortion of space.

The tower under him before was still overwhelmed, and collapsed with a loud bang, leaving only a ruin filled with smoke and dust.

"Public trial?"

"What is that?"

"Oh my god, how could there be such a dragon?"

People cried out in surprise.

The citizens had not yet recovered from the shock of the moment, and they all covered their chests and gasped, but their hearts were full of doubts.

This dragon did not look like a brutal conqueror at all.

You know, this is an era of "soldiers passing by like combs", even if the army of the Bosk family passed through their own city, some looting and coercion would inevitably happen, and they had long been accustomed to it.

But the tiefling army that entered the city as "conquerors" did not do anything out of the ordinary, but seemed to be in good order.

So what are they going to do?

Sacrifice?

The people of Strafburg had never heard of the word "public trial".

And the words of the red dragon made the citizens of Strafburg, who had been under the propaganda of the Bosk family for many years and regarded the Burning Kingdom as a demon cave full of monsters, feel extremely confused.

But soon, they were able to understand.

Under the urging of the tieflings, people gathered uneasily in the squares, making waves of noisy voices.

"What are they going to do?"

"Hope to survive."

"Keep your voice down, the ogre is watching you!"

Surrounded by the tiefling guards, Medrash walked up to the cloth-covered platform and said in a deep voice:

"The public trial is about to begin, please keep quiet for the time being. Now. It's not time for you to speak."

His voice was not loud, but it could be transmitted to the whole venue with the help of several black boxes.

"Bang!"

The tiefling soldiers guarding the surroundings fired their guns into the sky, making a deafening sound.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and the square of 10,000 people fell into silence.

"Very good."

Medrash nodded slightly and winked.

The tiefling guards on both sides of the platform immediately understood and took down the huge curtain covering the platform.

Suddenly, the crowd started to stir again, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, and burst into uncontrollable exclamations.

"How is that possible!"

"I guess I'm not seeing things."

"That, that's--"

"Tempus, that's Lord Marquis Horace!"

On the platform were several tall wooden frames, with a blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man tied to them.

He was naked from the waist up, his head lowered, and covered in blood, looking particularly miserable.

It turned out to be the eldest son of Grand Duke Leo, Marquis Horace Bosk!

It was hard for the people present to be so shocked.

The great man who they had previously had difficulty in contact with and was extremely noble was now tied to a wooden frame like a prisoner, and there was no sign of the noble lion blood flowing in his body.

Medorash looked around at the people's reactions, smiled with satisfaction, and took out the documents he had prepared for a long time.

"Very good, I believe you can recognize that this is the eldest son of Leo Bosk, the former Marquis of the Principality of Bosk - Horace Bosk."

"He is a war criminal with extremely heinous crimes, one of the main initiators of the war, and the main person in charge of the "Great Collection", and the brewer of countless tragedies."

"And today, it is up to everyone present to judge his crimes."

The crowd was boiling again, and their faces of all kinds were full of disbelief, and they even suspected that all this was a dream.

Trial?

Decide on the charges against Horace Bosk?

It was unthinkable to let a group of commoners judge the behavior of the former marquis, and it could even cause their worldview to collapse.

"That's Marquis Holleren"

"Who dares to judge him?"

"Yes."

"What if he is released in the future, won't the person who spoke be in trouble?"

There were mixed discussions, but no one dared to try.

People have long been accustomed to the high and mighty nobles of the North, and they dare not challenge them easily even if the opportunity is in front of them.

In the captive team below the stage, Viscount Luton looked at the marquis on the high platform and scanned the crowd of people who were talking - he saw the sinister intentions in the seemingly ridiculous behavior of the Kingdom of Burning Embers.

They want to completely destroy the nobles of the North!

Not only physically, but also spiritually, and even culturally, to eradicate the bloodline that has ruled the North for thousands of years!

Viscount Luton's face was pale, his purple lips trembled, and his whole body began to weaken.

"They."

"They dared to do this. This, this is to dig up our roots" (End of this chapter)