Black Iron Crown

Hearing the messenger's words, the residents of the city became agitated.

Except for knights and nobles, riding horses is not allowed in the city of Mecaron. If they are caught by the sergeants patrolling the city, they will not be able to escape with fifty lashes no matter what.

But the messenger not only rode through the city, he rode wildly, and more than that, he made a lot of noise.

This is simply outrage.

Just when the citizens who were disturbed to do business or were frightened were furious and wanted to find the city patrol sergeant and arrest this reckless man who dared to run and make noise in Mecaron City, they finally heard him shout What exactly is it.

"What? A rebellion? There are still so many nobles?" The citizens couldn't help talking after hearing this.

From their point of view, they thought that the nobleman was a very important person. In such a large area of ​​the northern border, there was only one Earl Zhebo, and now there is one Duke and fifteen Earls. Yes, and one hundred and twenty-three barons.

It must be such a big deal that so many great figures rebelled at the same time.

Although it has little to do with them for the time being, everyone has a little worry in their hearts. Everyone is thinking, what if the rebels hit the northern border that day?

There are so many lords, lords and lords. Although the lord earl is powerful, he is only an earl. He shouldn't be able to defeat so many lords, right?

Reiner also noticed the turmoil in the city. His main castle is located in the center and highest point of the entire city.

No matter what happened, he couldn't escape his eyes. He frowned and waited for someone to report to him. He forced a smile and said to Baron Cod: "His Majesty the emperor is dead, and the crown prince succeeded, but those who are not emperors The party lord doesn't look convinced..."

Speaking of this, Reiner cast his eyes out of the window again, and said in a daze: "I'm afraid... these people are going to rebel..."

Baron Corder was silent, he didn't know what to say better.

As a distant branch of the royal family, even though he didn't get any substantial benefits, the family blood was still there. He always hoped that the Moreland family would continue to rule such a huge land.

"Master Earl!"

There was a knock on the door, and it was Reiner's most trusted follower, Sarang, son of Baron Azak, who knocked on the door.

Reiner glanced at Baron Cod, lowered his eyelids and nodded helplessly, and then said loudly to the door: "Come in!"

Sarang walked into the study, and behind him was a dusty looking armed man who looked very tired.

Reiner glanced at the man, and he had already guessed in his mind that this should be the messenger from the imperial capital, otherwise, there would not have been such a sudden riot in the city just now.

Sarang said: "Lord Earl, he is a messenger from the imperial capital. Her Majesty the Queen and Grand Duke Mabula wrote the situation facing the royal family in a letter, signed it together and sent it to you!"

Reiner nodded, stood up and walked in front of the messenger, only to find that he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing a burqa with the family crest vaguely visible, he should also be a son of a nobleman.

His immature face was covered with mud and sweat, and his hair had long been stuck together with sweat, making him look sloppy.

Seeing his embarrassed and tired appearance, Reiner stretched out his right hand to pat him on the shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the messenger hid back for a while, lowered his head and said humbly: "Please forgive me, my lord, my body is too dirty. In order not to get your hands dirty, you should not touch me!"

Hearing this, Reiner still patted him heavily on the shoulder, looked at the opponent who was nearly a head shorter than him, and said solemnly: "Don't say such things, Sir!"

"Your achievements will not be erased, and your family will be proud of you! You have done it, and I believe you will not stop at the 2,000-kilometer journey! I am very grateful for your timely news!"

Reiner looked at the messenger approvingly and said.

Naturally, he knew how difficult it was to go through this road himself, and he was able to catch up with him the next day after he returned to the territory. One can imagine what kind of long-distance trek he went through and how desperately he ran.

Hearing Reiner's words, the courier's eyes turned red uncontrollably, perhaps because he thought of his travels along the way, or perhaps because he thought of the other two companions who are now dead or alive.

Reiner sighed and settled for him, then removed the sealant from the envelope and began to read.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Reiner frowned more and more.

After reading all of them, with an extremely solemn expression on his face, he held the letter in silence.

Afterwards, Reiner handed the letter to Baron Corder.

He took the letter and looked through it carefully, the expression on his face was exactly the same as that of Reiner's, quite ugly.

"The current situation is far worse than I imagined. There are too many rebellious lords. This failure directly caused the royal family to lose the deterrence of many lords from all over the world. If they win, it will be delayed for at least a few months. !"

Listening to Reiner's words, Baron Cod nodded, closed his eyes and sighed, and said, "I really don't know if the royal family can survive... This... Your Majesty passed away too early!"

Reiner was also speechless, and could only say: "There is no way for us to change all of this. Now we can only use our best efforts to strengthen our strength to cope with the upcoming changes..."

The southern and western lords suddenly raised the banner of rebellion because of the annihilation of Lord Weasley's army at the same time.

They killed the few poor officials sent by the royal family locally, and blatantly announced that they would end the "unjust" rule of the Moreland family.

There were one duke, fifteen earls, and one hundred and twenty-three barons involved. Although they hadn't united at this time, the pressure on the royal family was no longer the slightest bit.

So many lords add up to more than 40,000 regular troops. At this time, the royal family lost more than 2,000 regular troops due to the defeat of Earl Wesley.

This is not a small loss. At the peak, the emperor only maintained a direct regular army of 15,000 people.

For now, 5,000 people is already one-fifth of the royal family's strength, not to mention, when Earl Wesley died, the royal family directly lost a right-hand man.

This incident directly became the fuse of the rebellion of the lords everywhere.

Reiner leaned forward slightly, propped his chin with his hands, and murmured: "The empire built by the Mollander family won't be declared annihilated after twenty-three years..."

Rumors have no wings, but the news spread faster than wings. Although Leiner's territory is still a relatively traditional small agricultural society, simple commercial circulation has already appeared.

Such news spread to every corner of the northern border along with the traveling merchants and small caravans.

In order to quell the negative impact of this news, Reiner had to issue several decrees, and at the same time recruited 800 people to start training again. It finally took two months to calm down the matter.

On November 15th, the 23rd year of the empire, the sown grain had fully matured, and wheat, soybeans, ice sugarcane, and alfalfa had all reached the maturity stage.

The entire northern border was once again in a state of busyness, otherwise such a message might have been discussed for a while longer.