The next day, early in the morning.

When the signalmen from Elmanburg arrived outside the city of Salvia, everyone was stunned.

The leading captain, Geras, rode on his horse and looked at the familiar wall of Saint Marin, where a fully armed troop was stationed at the city gate.

"What happened?" the subordinate beside him said anxiously.

Geras's face darkened. "Something happened? No matter how big the incident is, can it be compared to the Yan people coming to Salivia?"

After these words were spoken, the faces of all the communication soldiers turned noticeably paler.

"Let's go and report the news to the emperor immediately!" Geras shouted coldly and rode his horse straight to the city gate.

However, before they approached the city gate, they were stopped by soldiers at the checkpoint.

"The entire city is under martial law! No one is allowed to enter!" said a lieutenant at the checkpoint with a cold face.

Hearing this, although Geras was puzzled, he immediately said: "We have urgent news and need to deliver it to your majesty immediately."

The lieutenant still looked grim and replied, "Didn't you understand? The whole city is under martial law! No one is allowed to enter!"

Geras frowned and asked, "What happened?"

The lieutenant had a gloomy face and only said: "You will know after the martial law is lifted. Don't ask so many questions now."

When these words fell, Geras even felt ridiculous, and he couldn't help but get angry and said angrily:

"Are you kidding me? Do you know what the situation is on the front line right now?!"

"We need to report the battle situation on the frontline to His Majesty immediately. This is extremely urgent news!"

The lieutenant raised his eyebrows and said, "Just tell me, I'll convey it."

Geras frowned more and more, and doubts began to grow in his heart. He looked up and down at the people at the checkpoint and asked, "Which unit are you from?"

The lieutenant's face turned cold, and he waved his hand, and the soldier next to him actually pulled out his gun.

Geras's face changed, he leaned back slightly, his breathing became rapid, and he said quickly: "Okay...Okay...I understand."

After Geras finished telling all the news he had brought, the lieutenant, who had always had a stern expression, turned visibly pale.

He rode away, heading straight for the city gate, but his hands holding the reins were shaking.

-

In the city of Salivia.

Although the fighting had lasted for a night, the flames of war had not stopped. The Imperial Fortress covered a vast area, had many checkpoints, and gathered a large number of soldiers from different teams, which meant that the battle between the two sides was still in a stalemate.

At this moment, Wolfgang, who was commanding the operation, was no longer as nervous as he was yesterday afternoon. Before he decided to overthrow von Paalen's regime, he had been worried that only a few people would participate in this action. Therefore, if it could not succeed in a short time, there would be a bloody reckoning afterwards.

But after the uprising was really launched, he found that those who should have been von Paalen's staunch supporters did not stand firmly on his side. Instead, some people responded to his call and participated in the action, while others directly handed over military power and acted as "neutrals", watching the final outcome of the action.

Wolfgang was happy to see these people, because the self-righteous approach of "neutrality" was equivalent to betrayal for von Paalen, but for himself, it was equivalent to support.

It was for this reason that he realized that in today's army, at least most people realized that this war could no longer be sustained, and that overthrowing von Paalen's regime and ending the war were what they wanted to see.

However, the attitude of the residents of Salvia is the opposite of that of the army. It must be said that von Palen has established a great reputation in their hearts over the years. Therefore, some people who have realized that the country is experiencing "civil strife" have spontaneously chosen to defend von Palen.

Fortunately, the incident happened suddenly, and the people were unable to organize militia forces and lacked weapons, so they were unable to have any impact on the rebels.

But this made Wolfgang feel deeply ironic.

He could only send troops to attack the Imperial Castle while organizing people to spread von Paalen's shocking idea of ​​"all people in war, the whole country will be buried with him" in the city.

As for whether the public would regard it as "slander against von Paaren" or "the truth about the country", it no longer mattered to Wolfgang.

Because the masses are stupid and blind.

Therefore, he only wanted to capture the Imperial Castle as soon as possible and completely overthrow von Paalen's regime, so that there would be hope for the country to be saved.

And now, inside the temporary command post.

"Sir, there are too many battles in the city streets. Do we need to use artillery?" asked a major general with a troubled look.

Hearing this, Wolfgang's face darkened and he asked, "In a residential area?"

"Yes, the attack was not going smoothly. The special forces hid in the residential area outside the Royal Castle and fought an offensive and defensive battle with us. We were unable to eliminate them. We had no way of getting close to the Royal Castle, and..."

The major general paused, and then continued, "If we delay, something unexpected will happen. Although we have blocked all the entrances and exits of the city, we cannot be sure whether they have sent someone to deliver the message before that. If other troops respond, it will make us..."

At this point, Wolfgang said coldly: "Then don't hesitate, just attack with artillery."

"Even if some unrelated people have to die as a result, it is the evil consequences caused by von Paalen. If his rule is not ended, more innocent people will die."

"Yes, sir, I understand." The major general left immediately with a sullen face.

After the major general left, Wolfgang rubbed his face tiredly. He had not slept the whole night as he had been deploying the operations. As for Dingler, he went to the troops and directly participated in the attack on the Royal Castle.

Wolfgang sat down in the chair exhausted. When he leaned back, he looked at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, and a bitter feeling gradually rose in his heart.

"How could it turn out like this... We are..."

Amid the murmurs, his eyelids seemed to be fighting each other, and before he knew it, he closed his eyes.

-

"Sir!"

"Sir!"

When he opened his eyes again, Wolfgang saw that there were people standing around him, and everyone had a look of panic on their face.

This immediately woke up Wolfgang, who was still a little sleepy, and he immediately asked:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Don't tell me there are other troops..."

Before he finished speaking, a lieutenant general said with a twitching face: "Sir, Yan...Yan Country..."

He spoke hesitantly, and his lips were even trembling, which made Wolfgang's face change immediately.

Another officer continued what the lieutenant general had said:

"I just received news that the Fifth Army was annihilated a few days ago. Our army was defeated across the board. The Yan people advanced rapidly, and General Greg did not lead his troops to intercept them. The Yan people captured several cities in a row and were marching rapidly every day."

"At this rate, they will reach Salivia in a few days."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wolfgang suddenly sat up from his chair, even knocking the chair over.