Chapter 197 196. Public trial
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the city, this ancient city with hundreds of years of history gradually wakes up.
The morning mist was blown away by the breeze, the low shrub walls on both sides of the city streets were covered with dew, and the buildings of different shapes in the city glistened in the morning sun.
A crowd of onlookers gathered by the fountain in the central square of Everson City. Everyone stood by the pool and pointed at the bronze statue of Duke Busman in the center of the pool.
It was a huge bronze statue more than ten meters high. It showed the scene of the first Grand Duke Busman riding a green dragon and fluttering its wings. Just below the green dragon was the statue's pedestal, surrounded by forty-nine The war reliefs basically covered the great achievements of the first Grand Duke Busman. Those war scrolls showed that the Evelsen people resisted various beast tides and competed with the orcs for various fertile areas in the Roland Continent.
As the imperial people became stronger and stronger, although the wars had ceased in the past few hundred years, the small-scale conflicts had not. The barren Pai Plateau.
Of course, the people in the square did not pay attention to these, but people saw that there seemed to be many young people hanging behind the water curtain of the fountain. These young people were hung with their arms at shoulder level and hung in front of the statues by ropes. Almost everyone was stripped down to a pair of underpants, and a wooden board was hung around their necks. On the wooden board, the names of each young nobleman and some brief crimes they committed were written in red paint.
The handwriting is very scribbled, and even those wooden boards look like the door panels of the shops around the square, and it is unknown who stole them here.
This group of young people seemed to be unconscious. Someone was standing on the ground of the fountain, trying to wake them up, but they didn't respond after shouting a few times.
"Hey, what mistakes did these young people make, and they have to make it public!" Someone in the crowd asked in confusion.
Some curious citizens passed through the water curtain of the fountain, ran inside to read the words written on the wooden boards, and then came out of the fountain with strange expressions, stood on the stone steps beside the pool, and wiped their faces with their hands. wiped off the water, and then grinning, said to the citizens gathered by the fountain:
"I read the text on a few plaques. It probably said that they were a group of deserters who fled the battle. It was because of their wrong tactical strategy on the front line that they directly led to the massacre of nearly 10,000 soldiers in a battle group by the evil ghost army. , and then turned his back on Benar's Army, and went to Everson to try to join Busman's Army."
The bronze statue stands in the center of the fountain. These young nobles are hung on the relief murals on the base of the statue, and they are very eye-catching across the fountain.
"If these people join the Busman Army, then our people will be tricked..." someone said worriedly.
"My God!" A middle-aged woman immediately covered her chest with her hands, her expression was very exaggerated.
An old man on crutches, wearing a decent aristocratic dress, stood in the crowd and said righteously: "No! We must prevent this from happening, and we must jointly sign the Evelson City Council. This matter passed the parliamentary vote."
The old man who was still feeding the pigeons in the square just now echoed: "Yes, I want to write a letter to the President of the Council."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him immediately asked back: "Have you ever seen nobles living in prison?"
The people in the central square of Everson City were still arguing endlessly by the pool, but no one wanted to step forward to rescue those young nobles. As for how to rescue these young nobles, that was the responsibility of the Everson Guard Battalion. They have nothing to do with it at all. These citizens are more concerned about the series of impacts that the whole incident will have on Everson City.
Someone in the crowd shouted: "Stop making noise, the knights from the guard battalion have arrived, let them handle this matter."
Two guard battalion knights ran over from the opposite side of the central square. The weather was hot. They wore light leather armor, with shields and knight swords hanging beside the saddle. They dismounted by the fountain and asked the surrounding citizens about the situation before they found out For those young nobles hanging on the base of the statue, a young guard knight wanted to go over to rescue these young nobles, but was grabbed by another older guard knight.
"Hey, buddy, wait a minute, we should make a report first, few people in Evelson City dare to do such a thing!" The older guard knight seemed a little cautious.
The young knight looked dazed, and said, "You mean that young master Quentin from the Busman family?"
The elderly guard battalion knight spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'm just guessing, after all, no one can say for sure until this kind of thing is clarified..."
More and more people gathered in Evelson Square. This kind of blatant defiance of the power of the nobles and the publicity of the bad deeds of these young nobles, accepting the trial of the people in the central square, let the people of Evelson City Overwhelmed by it, a group of guard battalion knights were maintaining order in the square, but no one dared to openly rescue those young nobles.
And those young nobles don't know what kind of magic they got, and they are still in a coma, but their vital signs are very normal, except for occasional convulsions in their bodies. Everyone also thinks that it might be like this after being hung for a long time. No one thought They are still struggling in the nightmare.
By the time Quentin Busman arrived at the central square of Evelson City with the castle guards, it was already approaching noon.
The scorching sun shone down, and the scorching sun's breath dispelled those nightmare breaths that could only survive in the shadows, and those young nobles slowly woke up.
Quentin Busman waved his hand with a cold face, and a group of castle guards rushed up, rescued the young nobles from the relief pedestal, lifted them out of the fountain, and placed them on the edge of the fountain, without even thinking about giving They put a little ugliness on them.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Quentin blushed with anger, wishing he could throw them away immediately and turn away.
After waiting for a while, none of the twenty young nobles woke up.
The knight commander beside him leaned over to Quentin and whispered a few words to Quentin. Quentin ordered someone to fetch water from the pool and pour it on them continuously. After a while, the group of young nobles finally relaxed Wake up, but after they woke up, they all seemed to have been greatly frightened, and looked around in fear and vigilance, as if ghosts and ghosts were hidden among the crowd around them.
Quentin Bussman looked at the scene in front of him with a livid face, and said to his knight in a deep voice, "Check it out for me..."
(end of this chapter)