Chapter 209 Duke Krey
Chapter 209 Duke Krey
In the eastern part of the Swat Empire, on the front line of the battlefield of the Central Plains countries, at the base of the Krey United Legion, inside a huge square military tent.
"What! Say it again!"
Duke Kled, who had short red hair, opened his eyes wide, supported his strong body forward on the wooden table with both hands, and the roar coming out of his mouth made the knight who was kneeling on one knee in front of the table tremble.
"K, there was a violent explosion in the Krei territory. All the buildings in the inner and outer city areas were destroyed. The library, the lord's manor, the stationed legion... all turned into ruins."
The knight then swallowed his saliva and trembled as he said, "Lord, 95% of the civilians in the outer city of the territory have died, and 9,99% of the civilians in the inner city have died. Lord Kree and your wives and concubines in the manor have all died, and the other vassal nobles have also..."
After Duke Krey once again confirmed the news of the destruction of Krey Territory, his body remained motionless, leaning forward. Duke Krey opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.
Even though the old duke could remain calm even when faced with a mountain collapse, he didn't know how to react at this moment. This outrageous information came from the intelligence department he trusted the most.
The Kled Territory is his root, the source of all his wealth and power, and an integral part of his life as Duke Kled.
And if this information is true, it can almost be said that the Dukedom of Kled, which has been passed down for thousands of years, no longer exists in every sense, and he, the Duke of Kled, is only in name only.
Duke Krey tried hard to calm himself down. The middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples sat back in his chair in a trance. He knew that the troubles he was facing now were far more than these.
This time, the Krey United Army that he led out to fight had a total of nearly 50,000 soldiers, most of whom lived in the urban area of Krey Territory. If the information about the destruction of Krey Territory was true...
The relatives and friends of these soldiers under Duke Krey must have all died, and the consequences of this can be imagined. This is no longer as simple as a shaken morale.
After governing Kled Territory for so many years, the Duke already had a very deep understanding of human nature. He knew that the vast majority of his soldiers were loyal to him.
But the prerequisite must be that I can give them equal fame, fortune and wealth, let their families live happily in the Krey Territory, and let them have glory and hope for their future life.
Duke Krey knew that if a soldier fighting on the front line learned that his house, family and friends were all gone, his wealth in his hometown and his roots were all gone, would he still stay on the front line and follow military orders?
Deserting from the battlefield, military mutiny or even riots might be minor matters. Duke Krey couldn't even imagine what terrible things these tens of thousands of soldiers who had lost their homes would do.
It is absolutely impossible to block the news of such a major event as the destruction of the Krey Lord, and the people in the Central Plains countries will certainly not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to attack the public opinion, and even other noble armies will be thrown into chaos.
The most taboo thing for an army going out to fight is an unstable rear. However, the situation of the Kerait United Legion is not just unstable, their entire rear has been reduced to ashes.
"It's over, it's over, everything is over." Duke Krey sat in the chair and muttered, his mood was extremely complicated.
He felt grief for his relatives and friends who died in an untimely manner! He felt sad that the thousand-year-old Kreyid title had come to an end with his generation! He was terrified of the chaos that his tens of thousands of soldiers would cause! He was even more angry at the Zangyuan Organization that caused all this!
Duke Krey sat dejectedly in the chair, too many complicated emotions filling his heart. He had lost the motivation to do anything. No, he didn't know what to do now?
Should they delay the process and control the speed of the spread of public opinion? Should they fabricate lies to appease the troops? Or should they turn sadness into anger and abnormally increase the morale of the troops?
No, all this is meaningless. Isn't the purpose of the Kled Legion going out to plunder more wealth and gain more glory? And all this is to make their own Kled territory richer and more powerful.
And now, the entire Kled Territory is gone.
"Report!" Another knight from the intelligence department suddenly broke into the tent and shouted with joy on his face.
Duke Krey was still immersed in a trance at this time. He did not even notice the knight who came in to report. He just lowered his head in silence, not knowing what he was thinking about.
The messenger knight obviously knew why Duke Krey acted like this, so before Duke Krey replied, the knight began to report in a serious tone.
"When I was on a mission in the outskirts of Krey Territory, I saw with my own eyes that the city of Krey Territory was reduced to ruins. But less than half an hour later, Krey Territory was restored to its original state!"
"Restored... to its original state?" Duke Krey murmured in disbelief.
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes! And I even went into the city to confirm it with the Knight Commander..." The messenger knight then informed Duke Krey of Bai Hao's plan in detail.
Duke Krey stood up and turned over the table. He roughly grabbed the knight's collar with both hands and asked in a deep voice, "Are you saying that the people of the Knights and the Cult of the Moon Goddess are evacuating civilians now?"
"Yes, yes, Your Excellency the Duke, I estimate that the evacuation should have been completed by now, that is..."
"What is it?" Duke Krey had begun to laugh after hearing the previous report, but then he heard the knight hesitate to speak, so he asked angrily.
"Viscount Campbell said that there may still be a big explosion in Kled Territory. The details will depend on whether the subsequent joint encirclement and suppression work goes smoothly. After all, the method used by the black magician of Zangyuan to detonate Kled Territory is still unknown."
"Hmph, damn Zangyuan, damn black magicians, it is not enough for them to die ten thousand times. After death, they will definitely enter the terrible purgatory and receive the most cruel torture. They..." Duke Krey had already started cursing.
After all, after learning that the civilians in Kled had been evacuated, the only emotion left in his heart was anger towards the culprit, the black magician Zangyuan.
After cursing for a while, Duke Krey, who felt a little thirsty, finally stopped. Then, while drinking water, Duke Krey suddenly thought of something.
"Immediately arrange for a squadron to go to the suburbs around Krei Territory and have them record the settled civilians using the photography technique. The more detailed the better. Focus on recording the families of the soldiers on the front lines... Then send it back to the Military Propaganda Department for widespread publicity!"
Duke Krey thought for a moment and then said, "Call the people from the Ministry of the Interior and officers above the rank of lieutenant to a meeting. Post-disaster reconstruction is the top priority... Also, help me draft three thank-you letters and send them to General Aisha, Earl Campbell, and Viscount Campbell respectively."
Duke Krey knew clearly that with such a major event, the Krey Legion would never be able to participate in this expedition that symbolized honor. The most important thing now was to go back and rebuild the Krey Territory, and he had to take the Krey Legion back with him.
He must try every possible way to reduce the loss of population in Krey Territory, because if he doesn't care, those lower-class civilians will definitely run towards the surrounding nobles.
Those lower-class civilians have no sense of territorial honor. After all, it doesn't matter where they work, as long as they can have enough food to eat.
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