Inside the palace, the emperor sat on the dragon throne, the ministers stood in the middle, and a mutated human wearing a Death Claw leather jacket stood in the middle.
In the society of mutated humans, only captains were qualified to wear clothes made from Death Claw skin.
"Our people are fighting a bloody battle against the NAC invaders! And your people, those cowards, are all hiding behind cover. Is this your so-called glory? " The rough roar made the bricks and tiles of the Imperial Palace tremble. The face of the Emperor who sat upright on the dragon throne was ashen. However, when faced with this rude green-skinned man, he couldn't say a single word of offense.
The prosperity of Empire needed the mutated humans as a vassal. Focus on the big picture, and don't fall out with Guru Tribe at this time.
The emperor told himself as he suppressed his anger behind his black pupils and said softly.
"I'll urge the army on the frontline to step up their offensive against NAC."
"No need!" The captain waved his hand and scanned the emperor and the guards in the palace with disdain. "Let your cowards continue to hide behind cover. Useless people stay where they should be. The battlefield belongs to the brave! To those who offend Guru Tribe, our people will tear them apart. "
"But." The captain suddenly changed the topic. Staring at the emperor in the eyes, he said, one word after another, "I want to ask you, what exactly is going on with the unfair treatment of the mutants in the Imperium recently?"
Unfair?
Fu * k! How do you want it to be fair? More privileges?
The emperor didn't say anything, but the guard standing next to the pillar was furious. He had never seen such a shameless … mutated human.
"I'll order the military police in Empire to track down the culprit," the emperor said.
"The blood of 154 mutated humans needs the blood of 154 criminals to wash away." A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the captain's face.
"I know," the emperor said softly.
"I hope you know, or else I'll let you know." The amber pupils were bloodthirsty like the Death Claw.
With a threatening look at the emperor in the hall, the captain walked out of the door and left the palace surrounded by mutated human soldiers.
After the green-skinned fellows walked far away, the Emperor slammed the table, stood up and cursed.
"These bastards are simply going too far!"
The Emperor and the elders of the Empire used to be raiders. Their bandit aura was not something that could be hidden by bright clothes.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" one of the elders asked with a bitter smile.
Not to mention finding all 154 murderers, up until now, the Empire's military police hadn't even found a single murderer. These people were obviously premeditated. Otherwise, they wouldn't have committed 154 crimes in a row in three days.
This was a conspiracy against the friendship between the Empire and the mutated humans. Anyone could easily see this.
Except for those simple-minded mutants.
The Emperor had never been so troubled by the intelligence of these beasts.
They could be tricked by simple conspiracies to attack NAC, and of course, they could also be tricked by NAC to stand on the opposite side of Empire.
The silent atmosphere lingered in the palace. At this moment, someone broke the silence.
"Your Majesty, I have a plan."
One of the doyens stepped forward and cupped his hands.
The other doyens all looked at him with shock. There was no other reason other than the fact that this Elder was the least favored member of the Senate. He was always seated at the end of every banquet held between the monarch and his subjects.
Logically speaking, he didn't have the right to speak during discussions. But no one had a good idea, so they didn't say anything.
The Emperor thought for a moment with his eyes lowered. He remembered the name of this council member and slowly said.
"Minister Chen Ling, please speak your mind."
Chen Lin took two steps forward and smiled creepily. He suggested to the Emperor, "The mutated humans just feel that their rights are being violated. We can give them a little comfort like usual."
"But what else can we give them?" The Emperor asked impatiently.
"It's only 154 heads. If they want the murderer, then give it to them." Chen Lin's words flashed with a hint of fierceness as he stared at the Emperor.
The Emperor raised his eyebrows as he didn't understand what Chen Lin meant.
But then an idea flashed in his head as he instantly understood the deeper meaning behind his words.
With the intelligence of the mutated humans, they wouldn't be able to tell who the murderer was.
If that's the case, then just kill a few people and use their heads to comfort them.
"Where do we find 154 people?" The Emperor's finger tapped on the armrest of the throne as he muttered to himself.
With a sinister smile on his face, the senior statesman walked to the emperor's side and leaned over to whisper in his ear.
"Donggang Plantation has more than ten thousand slaves working. One hundred and fifty less slaves is not a big deal …"
…
"How long is this war going to last?" Sun Xiaorou sat on the wall and swung her legs. She raised her binoculars and gazed at the invisible horizon as she said in boredom.
In the distance, the sun was already setting.
NAC unleashed 1000 high explosive bombs on the mutated humans and completely suppressed them in the city. Based on the casualty assessment provided by Aurora-20, the 5000 mutated humans lost 30% of their force and all the armored units were destroyed in the air attack.
However, NAC still didn't give them the final blow. Instead, it allowed them to maintain the illusion that the two sides were evenly matched.
Before the signal of Empire's collapse arrived, NAC needed them to continue to maintain their arrogance.
Standing next to Sun Xiaorou, Jiang Chen examined the side of her face for a while.
Sometimes, he thought she really resembled her sister.
Jiang Chen retracted his gaze and looked into the distance.
"That depends on how our Hunter Corps is doing."
As he spoke, Han Junhua climbed up the wall and walked behind him.
"Ten thousand slaves in Donggang Plantation have revolted."
When he heard the long-awaited news, a victorious smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face.
With the deliberate provocation of the Hunter Corps, the conflict between Empire's citizens and the upper echelons finally reached its peak. And the stupid idea of using slaves to make up the numbers was proposed by the doyen Zhao Baodong bribed. And when this news was made public among the slaves, even the most numb people couldn't suppress the anger that rose in their hearts.
At this time, they only needed someone to set an example, someone to give them a few guns, and they would naturally make the logical choice of revolting.
There was no need for NAC to send out a single soldier.
"Very good. If that's the case, it's time for us to begin."
"Yes."
Han Junhua nodded, turned around, and walked down the wall.
Sun Xiaorou stood up from the edge of the wall, patted the dust off her hands, and turned around to look at Jiang Chen.
"Are we finally going to fight?"
Jiang Chen smiled, raised his head, and looked at the steel airship.
"Mhmm, it's time to show our true strength."
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the hammer named Order, for the first time, was stained with a hint of sternness.
Just like the baton of a band, it played the prelude to the end of Empire …
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