flstandardbreds Chapter 303 Basque Summer
Chapter 303 Basque Summer
Three nights later, the entire Basque city was celebrating the upcoming Harvest Festival. Thanks to Midlan's army stationed on the south side of the mountains, the Basque land and sea routes were opened up, merchants and workshops could import resources from Midlan, and the entire Basque commerce and handicrafts recovered.
At this point, most citizens chose to go out at night to celebrate, which forced the patrol troops responsible for city security to go out in full force and roam the streets.
Looking at the lights of thousands of homes in the city, the city defense troops on the city wall could only envy. As the army responsible for the defense of the city, they were also the only army with artillery, but these artillery were fixed on the city wall to attack the morale of the enemy and destroy siege weapons.
"Ha, I want to go back to bed."
A city defense soldier yawned and said that in his opinion, whether it was the Harvest Festival or not, he just wanted to go back to sleep.
"We'll have to hold on for a while before we're replaced. Cheer up!"
At this time, a sergeant walked past him, looked into his sleepy eyes and shouted loudly. Stimulated by the voice, the soldier also became a little more alert, and then he asked:
"Sergeant, where are you going when we change shifts?"
After listening to this, the chief said excitedly:
"There are events being held in all the squares right now, and you can drink as much alcohol as you want there, so I'm definitely going to go there and drink."
When talking about drinking, the chief suddenly thought of something and said helplessly:
"We are the only ones left standing guard here. Our captain has already gone to a restaurant near the city center to celebrate. The wine he serves is much better than the free drinks in the square."
"Don't even think about it. How is that possible? Just wait until you become a centurion. But it seems that the patrol centurions are also patrolling everywhere. They are all centurions, but they are just as miserable as us."
In a mansion in the city, Sander was looking at the night view outside the window in the distance with the help of several servants. Although he had a bandage on his head, he still felt comfortable all over. In a few days after this night, the meeting to impeach Paulino and his bunch of scumbags would be passed, and by then no one in the entire Basque country would be able to go against him.
"Sir, someone from the court wants to see you and says he wants to discuss something with you."
At this time, the butler came to report, and Sander turned his head and said:
"What are they doing here at this hour?"
"They didn't say that. They just said they had something important to tell you."
Sander reluctantly got up and changed his clothes. Although he was too lazy to pay attention to anyone now, if the court came to him about the remnant enemies, he would not ignore it.
Sander walked through the corridor to the living room. Looking at the people in court uniforms in front of him, Sander felt a little familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before, but he still asked:
"Excuse me, what business do you have with me on this busy evening?"
One of the men came over and said:
"Sir, there are some problems with the impeachment of Paulino. Some of the witnesses you found have changed their testimony, so some of the charges cannot be established. So we need you to go to the court with us to change the charges."
"Damn it, didn't they say it was already done? Why are these things happening again now?"
When Sander heard this, he cursed and blamed him, but the man on the other side did not get angry, but quickly said:
"Sir, please come with us to the court to change the charges. It won't take long. You just need to go there and sign again."
"Okay, okay, hurry up, it's finally a holiday and I want to enjoy it."
After hearing this, Sander urged them. After they got on the carriage and left his mansion, Sander continued to complain:
"You are such a fool. You actually let me do this kind of thing. Why don't you just let the patrol kill those people and pretend they are purple sand?"
"Wait a minute!"
At this time, Sander suddenly thought of something and asked:
"Shouldn't the patrol be responsible for informing me about the prisoner's confession? Why did your court get the news faster than the patrol?"
A person next to him immediately laughed and said:
"Look at what you said, aren't all the patrol soldiers out on patrol tonight? So they asked us to tell you."
"Oh, too."
After hearing this, Sander no longer had any suspicions. After a while, the carriage stopped and Sander got off first. The originally kind expressions of the people behind him suddenly turned gloomy.
After getting off the carriage, Sander looked up and saw what was written next to the door: Basque Patrol Army Headquarters. This startled him instantly. Didn’t they say they would take him to the court?
"What are you..."
Before Sander could finish his words, several patrol soldiers surrounded him, and his servants and guards were hacked to death right under his nose.
The screams and the blood in his sight stimulated Sander's nerves. He quickly reacted and shouted:
"You are planning a rebellion..."
Before he could finish his words, someone stuffed a rag into his mouth and tied two ends of the rag around his head to prevent it from falling.
However, seeing that Sander was still struggling, a soldier punched him in the stomach, and soon the rag in his mouth was soaked with his saliva.
"Alright, alright, stop beating him. Tell the prison to keep him under strict surveillance and don't let him escape."
In the city council, several military officers led by Paulino waited and waited, and finally got an audience with the mayor.
"Happy holidays, Mayor. I bought some gifts for you. I hope you won't refuse them."
Paulino did not get straight to the point, but instead used some polite words to test the mayor's attitude before deciding how to speak next.
"Happy holidays to you too, Paulino."
The mayor sighed at this point, and then continued:
"I also know that you must be unhappy right now. After all, you are about to be impeached. Anyone would feel uncomfortable."
Paulino saw this and immediately said:
"Sir, I am not here for this matter this time, but for another matter concerning Sander."
"Ok?"
Seeing the mayor's doubts, Paulino told him everything:
"Sir, after becoming a congressman, Sander not only allowed the gangs to collect protection fees from citizens, but also bribed officials through power-for-money transactions, resulting in more false and wrongful convictions. My goal this time is to impeach him."
After that, Paulino handed over a document and said:
"This is the document approving the investigation from the court. Now I am waiting for your signature."
The mayor took it and looked at it. The format and font were correct. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't find any flaws. However...
"Why doesn't your document have the general's signature? Now Sander is the captain of the port garrison and needs his superior's signature."
"The general is on his way, please sign first."
Looking at Paulino who was smiling in front of him, the mayor looked at him suspiciously. After a while, he shook his head and refused:
"No, I won't sign without the General's signature."
"Yeah."
Paulino put away his smile and threatened the mayor:
"If you don't sign, then these old brothers of mine will have to stay here with you."