At the same time, in a house near Plaza Santa María.

"Sir, what should we do now?" Colonel Beru looked at Wolfgang in panic, and beside him stood several officers, all of whom were Wolfgang's confidants.

Wolfgang remained silent, his face looking extremely ugly. What happened today was completely different from his plan. He did not expect it to turn out like this.

Assassinating von Palen in front of millions of people was never a good idea, because if the assassination failed, there would be a heavy price to pay for it.

That was why, in the discussion with Dingle last night, at the end of the discussion, they all agreed that the assassination should not be carried out at the rally, but that von Paalen should be secretly controlled in the Imperial Castle to cover up this act of subverting the regime as much as possible.

But the man with a dagger disrupted the plan. When he suddenly rushed to the podium to assassinate, Wolfgang was shocked and thought it was a Kosovo assassin.

But when he saw that von Palen was not killed, but "miraculously" raised his fist to call on the people, he realized that this must be a scam directed and acted by von Palen himself, and he intended to use assassination to win the trust of the people.

But unexpectedly, several assassins appeared and launched the attack, but these assassins were still not the arranged people, so Wolfgang could only guess that they were the assassins played by the Kosovo people, and this was a real assassination.

When seeing the second wave of assassins attacking von Palen, Wolfgang hoped that their assassination would succeed, because this was already the worst situation, and he could only make a fake one become real and let von Palen die in the rally.

But when the assassin was caught and von Paalen was still safe and sound, Wolfgang knew that there was no other way. If he could not kill von Paalen in the chaos, then not only would he not be able to overthrow his regime afterwards, but the people would also be deceived by him and fall into the abyss.

For this reason, Wolfgang had to change his mind temporarily and put the subversive action on the table.

But now, this still failed to kill von Palen.

"Sir! Sir!" The continuous and urgent calls interrupted Wolfgang's melancholy.

"Your Majesty...Von Palen has been sent out of the square and is now on his way back to the Imperial Castle. What should we do next?" a brigadier general asked anxiously.

Wolfgang did not answer his question immediately, but scanned everyone's faces.

He could see panic, fear and anxiety on these people's faces.

So Wolfgang took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Things have developed to this point. There is no turning back."

"Everyone, if we fail to overthrow von Palen's regime, we will all be executed."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the senior officers present turned pale instantly.

Wolfgang went on to say: "I don't think any of you are stupid enough to still have the illusion that you can buy von Palen's forgiveness by stopping your actions."

"That is absolutely impossible. He never allows anyone to disobey him, and what we are doing now is already regarded as betrayal by him. He will definitely kill everyone."

"That bastard Bowerman will have his men torture our family to death. You know his style. He is a beast."

When this was said, some of the officers present began to shudder. They had all worked with Borman before, and as his colleagues, they also understood the cruelty of his methods.

Wolfgang looked at everyone's faces and said coldly, "So we can only succeed and never fail."

"This is not just for us personally, but for our entire country. Von Palen has gone mad, and he wants to take everyone with him. We cannot watch our country perish."

"Everyone! Cheer up!" Wolfgang shouted.

"Yes! Sir!" Everyone was shocked and responded with firm eyes.

Wall straightened his eyes and said:

"Immediately bring all the troops that can be mobilized to the Royal Castle and capture it!"

"All those who intend to resist are criminals of the country. Eliminate them all!!"

"Go ahead, let's save the country."

"Yes, sir!" Everyone answered in unison again and then hurried away.

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The violent jolt woke von Palen up slowly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Bormann's slightly pale face in the dim carriage.

As if sensing von Palen's gaze, Bormann turned around with a look of surprise:

"Your Majesty, you are awake. How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Von Palen touched his swollen chin and frowned, "What time is it now and where are we?"

Bowerman quickly took out his pocket watch, checked the time in the flickering candlelight in the carriage, and said, "Six twelve, Your Majesty. We are on our way back to the Royal Castle."

Von Palen frowned and slowly sat up, reaching out to try to open the door of the carriage while saying, "Has the riot subsided?"

But as soon as his hand touched the door of the carriage, Bormann held it down and said, "Not yet, Your Majesty, don't open the door of the carriage, it may be dangerous."

After these words came out, von Palen's brows knitted into a knot, stared into Bormann's eyes and asked: "What's the situation now?"

Bormann lowered his eyes and said, "The rebels are rioting. It has been confirmed that it was started by that bastard Wolfgang. But everything is under our control and we will be able to suppress them soon."

"You don't have to worry."

Seeing Bormann's evasive gaze, von Palen said in a deep voice: "How many people can Wolfgang command? Why hasn't the riot stopped yet?"

Bowerman touched his nose and said in a low voice with his head down: "Wolfgang spread some false information. Many people haven't figured out the situation yet. They took advantage of this, so we can't quell the unrest in a short time."

"But it won't last long, Your Majesty. You can rest assured that after tonight, this riot will be over. I will destroy all those who betrayed you."

Hearing this, von Palen did not respond. He was quietly listening to the noise outside.

The sound of horse hooves, wheels, and...faint gunshots.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and opened the door of the carriage to a distance of twenty centimeters before Bauerman could react.

The night wind blew in my face, bringing with it a chill that had never been felt in the past few days, as well as a faint smell of gunpowder that had never been felt before.

Feng Palen looked intently and saw fires in many places in the city under the night sky, and bursts of gunfire sounds came into his ears.

With a "click", von Palen closed the door of the carriage after just one look.

"There are a lot of idiots." He closed his eyes and said indifferently.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Bormann looked at von Palen's stern face and echoed.