Chapter 350: Charge

Thousands of soldiers rushed to each gang's stronghold; under violent, indiscriminate action, all gang members were arrested in an extremely short time.

Compared to the armed strength of the inner city's elite troops, the gangs and slave groups of the outer city were utterly unable to withstand a single blow.

Many people still hadn't figured out what was happening; in the midst of resistance, gunfire like firecrackers rang out one after another in the misty morning.

Ignorant survivors fell into a panic, terrifiedly lifting their heads to look at the city wall.

Half an hour later.

"Your Majesty Lin An, according to the list, all gang members and outer city slave owners have been completely captured."

"During the arrest operation, 177 were killed and 491 were injured."

On the city wall, Kosman knelt respectfully on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

The military headquarters allowed only one person to survive at each post.

As the one who held the most military power and information, he immediately led his troops to 'betray' all high-ranking officers of Bolaka who did not appear in the imperial palace.

In order to save his own life, he without hesitation completely betrayed all officers and secret units of Bolaka, big and small.

And within nine hours, he thoroughly purged and brought the entire city's army under his control.

Actually, it's not surprising.

With Zhang Tie helping out, coordinating with an insider.

Under the sudden attack, no one could have imagined that Bolaka would change hands silently.

On the wall, the leaders of several larger gangs were tied up in a bundle, panicking.

They could not understand what had actually happened.

Many people shouted at the soldiers beside them, trying to free themselves:

"Let me go quickly! I work for the Commander of the Northern City Army!"

"What are you doing?!"

"You've caught the wrong person! I'm a subordinate of the Minister of Finance!"

Blocking the line of sight, a bald, burly man shouted at the soldiers beside him, his body constantly struggling.

As the boss of the largest gang in the outer city, he had under him four to five thousand enforcers.

Now the entire high level has been rounded up, all kneeling together.

"Damn it! Let us go! I'm a subordinate of Lord Kosman! Minister of Military Affairs! Do you know what happens if you offend me? Lord Kosman won't let you off!"

Kosman, kneeling at Lin An's feet, hearing this felt both shocked and angry, and couldn't help wiping a cold sweat from his forehead:

"Your Majesty! No, no! Don't listen to them! That was done by my subordinates!"

"I already killed him on the spot last night; that fellow did many bad things behind my back…"

He squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, then hastily signaled the soldiers to quickly plug the bald man's mouth.

Damn it!

He almost forgot that he still had his own power in the outer city; what a brainless idiot!

Lin An glanced at him faintly, not caring.

Kosman is very useful.

As one of the most quick-witted individuals, he doesn't mind temporarily sparing Kosman's life.

Seeing that Lin An didn't care, Kosman then exhaled a breath as if exhausted.

Last night the inner city had already undergone a purge; that hellish scene would stay with him forever.

What the inner city nobles had done was almost exactly repeated, letting them personally experience it once again.

Naked slaughter.

If it weren't for Lin An still wanting to keep some people to kill again today...

Last night, not a single noble of the inner city could survive...

Beneath the city wall, the panicked crowd, under military control, ceased its clamor.

They foolishly watched as three rows of nobles were bound on the walltop.

Their clothing was splendid, their bodies clean.

Those nobles who used to be high and mighty trembled like sieves; many wet their pants from fear.

This is...

What situation!!

A few sharp-eyed people in the outer city, somewhat frightened, recognized several lower-ranking nobles.

"That looks like Lord Fuman; I used to help his concubine get to the toilet!!"

A middle-aged man raised his head to look at an inconspicuous man in a white robe, somewhat uncertainly following his companion and speaking softly.

"Leidun! I saw the department head of the Water Factory, Leidun!"

A lame man rubbed his eyes, unable to believe his sight as he looked at the department head kneeling at the front.

An inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

He had once been a worker at the Water Factory, but after an accident broke his leg, the Water Factory expelled him.

Without the ability to do manual labor, fortunately his skill at baking flatbread allowed him to barely get by.

But his wife and children consequently starved to death.

The crowd was shocked.

Not only in the outer city, but most survivors in the inner city served nobles and officials.

Many low-level survivors stationed in various departments were shocked, distinguishing the bound officials.

"My God! I saw the Minister of Finance!"

"What situation!? How could I have seen General Ke Luo!? Isn't he one of the top commanders?!?"

Some were astonished and found it hard to believe; some Survivors, gritting their teeth, stared at the nobles who had once bullied them.

As more and more nobles were pushed onto the city wall, all the Survivors in Bolaka fell into an uneasy discussion.

"What has happened to Bolaka?!"

"Why have all the ministers and nobles been tied up?!"

"I don't know! But I saw a few bastards!"

"Is it a mutiny? I actually saw Sir Kesiman kneeling before a young person."

Various discussions and exclamations rose one after another.

Soon the discussion shifted from astonishment to excited cheers.

All the lower-class Survivors in Bolaka harbored hatred toward that lofty group of elders and nobles.

On the city wall, Gao Tian watched as all the nobles awaiting Judgment were pushed onto the wall, then took a deep breath.

"Lin Dui, everyone is here, and the recording equipment is ready."

"Judgment can begin."

Lin An nodded in response, while the few officers he had subdued nearby looked at him nervously.

He slowly walked onto the city wall and looked around inside and out.

Below the city wall, upon seeing a young person appear amidst the army, everyone couldn't help but look over with curiosity and worry.

"How young! Who is he?"

"What is this for?!"

A sea of heads stared.

On rooftops, in streets, inside windows, and in vehicles, Survivors peered out, looking at Lin An in combat uniform with a sword sheath slung across his back.

The crowd murmured, under the gaze of millions of eyes, Lin An slowly spoke.

"I am Lin An."

As mental power spread, the calm voice echoed back and forth; the mental power contained in the voice exerted pressure, causing everyone to involuntarily quiet down.

For some reason, the crowd stared at him, waiting for his next words.

In the faint, many Survivors realized something.

"Just as you see, those bound on the city wall are Bolaka's former nobles, high-ranking officials, slave owners, gang leaders..."

"Formerly?!"

The thoughtful Survivors noticed the details in Lin An's words.

But before they could think further, they saw the young person on the city wall suddenly point behind.

Four armed soldiers, as if drilled, escorted the kneeling man on the ground to Lin An's side.

"Xuegulou, slave gang leader Lunsi, who controlled half of Bolaka's slave trade."

A brief introduction.

Lin An turned his head to look at the pale-faced high-ranking official behind him, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile.

Last night, the military department searched this person's home and seized over six hundred tons of grain coupons, in addition to over seven hundred domesticated slave dogs.

"Throw him down, so everyone can see him clearly."

After receiving Lin An's order, the soldiers gleefully rolled the former Bolaka's largest slave gang leader, Lunsi, down the wall.

The ropes binding him tightened; the suddenly contracting rope cut into his pale, plump skin, leaving bloody marks.

As if realizing something.

Lunsi stared wildly at his feet in midair, desperately pleading for mercy.

On the city wall, Lin An spoke again, his amplified voice instantly echoing throughout the city.

"Judgment begins!"

"The life and death of these nobles shall be in your hands!"

"According to the charges, you can Judgment them!"

"Tell me! What has he done?!"