In Salt Mine County, all the large mines belong to the name of Count Nelson.

These mines distributed in various areas of the Salt Mine County have rebels trapped in them. According to some people who have been to the Salt Mine, those hellish places are like hell, and people are abused to death every day.

But now, the same scenario appears in different salt mines.

"Bang"

The door of the salt mine was kicked open with a rough kick. This kind of black mine that was still in the handicraft era was not considered standardized management. When the pioneer knight Carlos rushed into the mine with the excited people, the terrible corpses that were thrown aside almost immediately ignited the anger in the hearts of the people.

The mine owner who was awakened by the movement, also Earl Niels, walked out of his room with a hunting rifle, and was slandered and was hit on his face by the gloomy Carlos, which made the chubby guy's head bleeding. The other supervisors in the mine were soon beaten down by the angry people, tied together with ropes, and mentioned to Carlos.

"Who are you? What kind of courage do you have to disturb Lord Nelson's mine?"

The bloody mine owner was pressed to kneel on the ground, but his long-term pampering habit made his desire to survive less intense. He also meant that this was just a spontaneous uprising by the people, so he threatened with a sinister tone:

"Let me go! You are so brave asshole! Otherwise, the invincible army of Count Nelson will kill everyone in your family!"

The villain stared at the people who held farm tools or simply wooden sticks with vicious eyes. He scolded him fiercely:

"And you all the untold untold untold! Let me go!"

This unrepentance before his death made the Knight Carlos smile. He turned to look at the civilians behind him and said loudly:

"Look, Nelson's command is such a person. The nobles shouted that their bloodline was above everything else all day long, but this is the bloodline they were proud of... a garbage-like thing, and because of Nelson's existence, they dared to ignore the laws of the kingdom and ride on the heads of the people as a mighty man..."

As he spoke, Knight Carlos turned around and pressed his sword against the fat man's neck, and he whispered:

"But now, we are not afraid of you..."

"Go to hell, your master will be with you soon..."

"Tear"

After the sharp blade streaked across his neck, the blood stained the fat man's stunned desperate face red. He tried to cover the wound on his neck, but in the end, with the gushing of blood, his body swayed, and hit the feet of Knight Carlos like a collapsed mountain of meat.

The killing calmed the people behind the knights for a moment, but then, the Knight Carlos waved his hand, and the remaining supervisors with bruised noses and swollen faces were thrown in front of the civilians by the soldiers following him.

Knight Carlos walked towards the shacks where prisoners were imprisoned in the mine without looking back. He waved his hand and said softly:

"These evil bastards will be left to you to deal with!"

The atmosphere of the mine became a little stagnant because of the blood of the mine owner. The supervisors looked at the people with their eyes in fear, until the first person stood up. It was the old man who had handed the water cup to the old Frank before. He grabbed a stone tremblingly and walked towards one of the guys with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks. He asked in an angry voice:

"Two years ago, when you took those dog legs to tear off my house, injured my poor wife, and snatched my only land, did you ever think about today?"

The supervisor with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks beat the rag in his mouth. He stammered on the ground and kept kowtowing. He tried to save his life in this way, but...

"Bang"

The stone hit his head hard, and the old man's strength was weak. This action only made the villain make a sharper whine, and did not hurt his life, but this... was just the beginning.

"In the name of the king! Beat him to death!"

It was not just someone who shouted in the crowd, the next moment, the last string in the hearts of the people who held the simple weapon in their hands completely broke, and then... rushed forward.

"Bang"

The chains tied to the feet of the few remaining alive prisoners were cut open. The Knight Carlos looked back at the rioting crowd. He shook his head and looked at the uninhabited uprising in front of him who was tortured in the long-term torture.

He threw a dagger on the ground and said in a deep voice to the prisoners:

"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know your identity. What I can tell you is that King Varian enacted the "Effective Rights Act" today. The entire Storm Kingdom will no longer have nobles. The king wants to clean up the aristocratic forces in the country, but they will definitely not sit still and wait for death, so the king needs soldiers..."

"You have participated in an uprising against the nobles, and you are very suitable to join us, so, are you willing to be a soldier of the king?"

The uninhabited prisoner hesitated for more than ten seconds. He raised his head. Only one still shining eye was left on the face that was almost covered with terrible scars. But in that look, there was a burning flame bursting out. The prisoner asked in an extremely hoarse voice:

"King, the king doesn't want aristocrats? He is the biggest aristocrat! He is the source of all evil... This is just a stupid conspiracy!"

"No!"

The Knight Carlos patiently explained:

"His Majesty Varian informs the whole country that he and his descendants have given up all the power of the king and retained only the symbol of the head of state... The future kingdom will be managed by the Storm Parliament... The first knife that the king cuts at the nobles begins with his own blood! You should not doubt him!"

"Swish"

When the prisoner heard this, he grabbed the dagger without hesitation. He stood up hard and said:

"Ben Fletcher, second lieutenant of the Third Wilderness People's Army in the Storm Kingdom, reported to you! Sir, please give orders!"

"very good!"

Knight Carlos nodded with satisfaction:

"Eat some food first and nourish your spirits. The goblins will soon send enough weapons! We will nationalize all the mines under Nelson's name within 2 days, and then wait for officials to accept them. This is an important asset that belongs to the kingdom in the future!"

"What about Nelson? Do we ignore him?"

"No, soldiers, the king has sent others to capture him, believe me, the good days for the evil Earl Nelson and his sluts, are over!"

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"boom"

The dragon fire falling from the sky easily destroyed the last resistance of the private soldiers of the Earl of Neils' family. Faced with the raid of the terrifying black dragon falling from the sky, these 700 soldiers with extremely garbage military qualities could not stop such a terrible enemy even with thermal weapons. They lasted for less than 10 minutes under the burning of the terrifying dragon fire.

Faced with this raid, Count Nelson was at a loss and hid in his own manor. His long-term pampering habits made him lose his will to fight for the last time. He grabbed an exquisite rapid-fire pistol, but the powerful weapon from the Black Iron Zone in his hand could not give him enough security at this moment.

Especially when the carefully crafted family private soldiers were being slaughtered by the terrifying black dragon...

"Clang"

The Count's gorgeous wooden doors were like being attacked by shells. The solid solid wood doors burst from the inside, and the wood chips and bricks flew across the board. The Count Katerina, wearing a black long skirt, walked into the hall of Earl Nelson with a cold face. She looked at the terrified servants and waved:

"Get out! Go back to your own home, continue to be loyal to His Majesty Varian, and then learn to be a qualified free citizen!"

After saying that, the countess did not hesitate at all. They turned around and kicked the wall of the secret room where Nelson was hiding. She walked into the secret room, hugged her arms, stared at the trembling Count Nelson holding a rapid-fire pistol in front of her. She whispered:

"Put down your weapons, Nelson, just treat it as keeping the last dignity of your family... Let your three children come over, I will take you to the capital to cooperate with you, and I don't want to see anyone hurt."

Faced with the Countess' strength, Earl Nelson shouted in despair:

"Enough! You and that madman Varian are not qualified to judge me at all! The Nelson family was the Chuangu family that moved south with Duke Urien! Our bloodline and power are protected by the King's Power of the Storm King! It is not possible to cancel Varian's crazy words!"

"He is launching a rebellion! He is committing his own rebellion, he is already crazy! He will not succeed!"

"What's the use of saying this to me?"

The Count Presto looked at the so-called "noble" in front of her with disdain. She bounced her fingers and said casually:

"You stupid guys think you control power and want to do whatever you want? Do you really treat this country as your own pocket? I heard that some time ago you were secretly trying to abolish the kingship of Varian? Who gave you the courage?"

"You are probably used to playing this so-called "Game of Thrones". You don't know who you are dealing with... Varian, that was the warrior who killed the evil god with his own hands. Do you think he would sit on the card table and play games with you?"

The Countess sneered:

"He will only lift your table! Just like now, idiot... You have no chance of winning this war from the beginning. The people standing behind Varian are not something you can afford. Now! Put down your weapons, I will say it again last!"

Earl Caterina's dragon power was emitting, and the terrifying pressure made Nelson kneel on the ground in an instant. Caterina walked to Earl Nielsen, she patted the Earl's shoulder, and she said softly with malicious intention:

"Don't worry, Varian prepared a fun thing for you guys who can't see the situation in New Stormwind. He called it..."

"guillotine!"

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"Baron Narge Ford, are you willing to voluntarily give up all the privileges of the Ford family in the Kingdom of Storm, voluntarily return the territory to the country, and swear allegiance to King Varian and the future new regime of the Kingdom of Storm?"

"You have 10 seconds to answer this question!"

The military judge of the Lion Team calmly held a writing board and a quill in his other hand. He looked indifferently at the little nobleman living in the royal capital. Under his cold gaze, Baron Narge, who was directly caught from the quilt, was covered in cold sweat on his forehead, and he didn't know how to answer.

He was definitely unwilling to give up his aristocratic status and inheritance, but unfortunately, under the current circumstances, his thinking cut off his hope of living.

"Drag out!"

After 10 seconds, the military judge waved his hand coldly, and two fully armed royal guards walked up, one of whom was holding a baron's arm and almost dragging him out of the palace.

"I do! I do! I do! Let me go, please!"

Baron Narge's screams rang throughout the cold palace, but the indifferent military judge didn't care at all. A few seconds later, a short, scream like a killing chicken sounded outside the palace, causing the other little nobles under house arrest to tremble.

Judge Jun picked up the pocket watch in front of him, looked at the time, and waved his finger:

"Next!"

This time, the soldiers were dragged up by the soldiers. On the chair in front of the military judge was a female nobleman with heavy makeup. She was completely frightened. She was taken directly to the palace by an agent from a dance in New Stormwind City by a MI7 agent. When she walked into the palace just now, the complaints of servants who were washing the floor outside had completely collapsed the female nobleman.

When did she see such a terrible scene?

Varian Wrien was really crazy. That tyrant really wanted to kill all the nobles in the kingdom with his own hands... not to leave any one!

Oh my God! The Holy Light is above... Who can save them?

The young military judge's expression was still cold and not slightly softer because of the lady in front of him. He sat upright on the chair, and the silver lion's logo on his chest shone brightly in the cold sunshine reflected by the palace.

"Baron Cynthia Bradbury, are you willing to voluntarily give up all the privileges of the Bradbury family in the Kingdom of Storm, voluntarily return the territory to the country, and swear allegiance to King Varian and the future new regime of the Kingdom of Storm?"

The clear voice of the military judge came into the female noble's ears, as cold as the sound of the bell ringing by the soul-absorbing death god.

"You have 10 seconds to answer this question!"

"I do! I do! I do! I am willing to give up everything, don't kill me and my daughter, I am willing to be loyal to Varian... No, I mean, I am willing to be loyal to His Majesty and the Kingdom of Storm!"

The completely frightened Baron screamed incoherently and threw a key on the table:

"Everything of mine belongs to the country and the king! Take it as you like! This is the key to my family. Go and take it as you like! Don't be polite!"

"very good!"

The cold and ice-like military judge then showed a satisfied expression. He picked up the quill, scratched his writing board, and asked the female noble to sign a document and press his fingerprints. Finally, he said to the baron in front of him with a smile:

"Then Ms. Cynthia, the king needs you to attend the first plenary meeting of the Storm Parliament in 3 days later as a viewer, you shouldn't be late, right?"

"No, no! I will arrive on time! I will, I swear!"

The scared lady soon left the palace with the help of the palace maid, and the young military judge stopped to drink a glass of water. After a few seconds, his cold voice sounded again in the cold palace:
Chapter completed!