The nobles were in a state of panic.
The door of the meeting hall opened slowly, and the old general walked into the meeting room. Looking around, he saw nobles dressed in luxurious clothes sitting around the round mahogany table in the middle of the spacious hall.
But at this moment, their usual arrogance and elegance had completely disappeared, leaving only fear and uneasiness on their faces.
Seeing the old general walk in, a few nobles quickly stood up and glared at him.
"General Cowos, you're finally here.
Now I think you should report to the council what has happened!
What happened to the fire in the civilian area?
What's the situation now?
Why didn't the army report to the parliament? "
Clown.
The old general shook the raindrops off his cloak and swept a disdainful glance at the noble.
Of course, he knew why this guy would launch an attack.
Many people in the Aristocratic Parliament wanted to turn the Orante Garrison Army into their watchdogs for a long time. To them, this was just a part of the power struggle.
And he was the biggest obstacle in front of them, which was why these guys couldn't wait to launch an attack and embarrass him.
But what's the use of this?
Thinking of this, Cowos couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Even if they relieved him of his duties, what could they do?
The situation below was unclear. Could they find someone else to help defend their nest?
"General Cowos, please explain immediately!"
Seeing that the old general didn't speak, the noble thought that he had caught the other party's weakness. He immediately raised his voice and planned to beat the dog while it was down.
If he could force this general, who had a high reputation in Orante City, to compromise and make concessions, then he would be able to advance further in the Noble Parliament. Perhaps even the position of the chairman would only be a matter of time. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel smug.
But what he didn't expect was that General Cowos didn't even respond to his question. He didn't even look at him, as though the person who spoke just now wasn't a human, but a mad dog barking.
This made the noble flustered and exasperated. He pointed at Kovos and was about to say something, but at this moment, an old, calm voice suddenly sounded like a clap of thunder.
"Enough!"
Upon hearing this voice, all the nobles couldn't help but curl up. The nobleman who stood up earlier felt his legs go weak and fell back into his chair.
His face was pale, and he did not even dare to breathe loudly.
But now, no one cared about that clown anymore. They all turned their heads and looked at the back of the hall.
There, a slender figure slowly appeared.
It was an old man with a white beard. He wore a black tuxedo, and his beard and hair were neatly combed. Although he looked very old, his body was still as straight as a javelin.
He gripped his cane and slowly walked forward. His expression was stern and cold as he stared at everything in front of him. His entire person was filled with a dignified aura.
This was Orante City, the master of this golden city — Hughes Wharton.
As a noble family, the Wharton Family was a legend that could never be erased in Golden City. Back then, it was the ancestors of the Wharton Family who led a group of refugees on a long and arduous journey to build Golden City.
They crossed a series of hardships and dangers and even broke through the blockade of barbarians and orcs. They spent countless time and energy to build this great city.
It could be said that the Wharton Family's influence in this city was like the sun in the sky, and no one could replace it.
"General Cowos."
The old man sat at the end of the round table and looked at the general in front of him.
"Please report."
"Yes, Sir."
Up until this time, Cowos nodded and said calmly.
"So far, we have completely lost contact with the civilian area and the commercial area. According to the description of the sentries, they saw a fire in the civilian area, but now it has been completely extinguished by the heavy rain.
As for other aspects, we have no conclusion yet. All the scouts that were sent out have not responded. The only thing we can be sure of is that we have been attacked.
But the identity of the enemy is unknown, their purpose is unknown, and we don't know how they sneaked into Orante City. "
Hearing until here, the entire noble council suddenly burst into an uproar. It was no wonder that Cowos' answer was a little too unbelievable. They received the report an hour ago, and it was conceivable that the attack must have started before then.
And now, after another hour, General Cowos actually said that he didn't even know who the enemy was!?
This was simply too unimaginable!!
"Silence!"
Hughes gripped the wooden handle in his hand tightly and knocked it heavily. The loud knocking sound caused the originally noisy conference hall to sink into silence once more.
But compared to before, this silence seemed more uneasy.
"So what do you think?"
"I don't know what the enemy is planning, but based on the current situation, if the army is coming, then we can't protect everyone in this situation.
Fortunately, so far, the noble district has not been attacked … "
Speaking of this, even Cowos himself felt that it was absurd. Obviously, the commercial district and civilian district had fallen, but the noble district was actually not affected at all. Even the guards guarding the gate were not attacked.
The enemy seemed to be completely uninterested in the central nobles and leaders. This puzzled Cowos, who had fought in wars all his life, and he didn't know what the enemy was planning.
If the enemy was attacking, then generally speaking, the most important thing was to paralyze the command system at the first instance.
Since the enemy could sneak into Orante City without anyone knowing, then launching a surprise attack on the noble district would definitely cause chaos.
But these attackers did not do so. On the contrary, they focused more on the civilian district and commercial district. This made Cowos really unable to figure out what the enemy was planning.
Could it be that they were not familiar with Orante City?
How could they sneak into the city if they weren't familiar with it?
Or were they planning to use the commercial district and civilian district as bait to lure my army to attack?
The enemy's commander can't be so stupid, right?
Cowos keenly felt that there must be some conspiracy, but he couldn't grasp any clues at the moment. But as the commander-in-chief, he still had to make a decision in the end.
"I suggest we ask for help immediately."
"Ask for help?"
"Yes, Sir. The Stone Legion, Iron Legion, and Silver Legion have not responded to our signal. It is very likely that they have completely fallen.
In this case, relying on the Gold Legion alone can only protect the noble district itself. We have already lost a few elite squads, and in this case, it is meaningless to continue sending scouts.
Unless we can organize a legion to investigate the commercial district, but if we do so, it is very likely that we will be attacked by the enemy.
Considering that they could quietly take down the three garrisoned legions, their strength is definitely not weak. If we attack rashly in this situation, even if we can find out the enemy's strength, I'm afraid we will suffer heavy losses.
When that time comes, I'm afraid we won't even have enough troops to defend the noble district.
So we need to ask for reinforcements. "
"So what you mean is … we should activate the beacon and ask for help from the Ten Towns Alliance?"
"Yes, Sir."
"We can't do that, Sir!"
Upon hearing this, many nobles immediately stood up and protested loudly. The Ten Towns Alliance were greedy vampires, and they were very clear about how sinister and cunning the Trade Federation was.
They had been drooling over the riches of Golden City for a long time. If they were to ask for help now, the Trade Federation might take advantage of the situation. It would be good enough if they were to plunder the city, but what if they found an excuse to take over the city?
"So, do you have any ideas?"
In the face of the agitated nobles, Hughes appeared to be very calm. In fact, he only needed to say a few words to shut the nobles who were shouting and yelling.
"We are currently unable to get in touch with the other two districts. In this case, the supplies in the noble district can only last for less than a week.
If you have any other ideas, you can bring them up. I think General Korvos will definitely not refuse such a proposal. "
"This …"
Upon hearing this, the nobles were dumbfounded. What a joke. Although there were knowledgeable nobles among them, they still had to know who the enemy was.
Now that they were here in the dark and didn't even know who the enemy was, what useful suggestions could they come up with?
Could it be that they were just guessing?
"It seems like they have made up their minds."
Gazing at the speechless nobles, Hughes nodded and stood to his feet.
"Activate the beacon."
A green light column rose from the ground.
Jenn lifted his head and saw a bright light column shooting straight into the horizon under the gloomy sky.
From afar, it was as though a pillar connecting heaven and earth.
At this moment, Enoya's voice sounded from the depths of his heart.
"They seem to be requesting assistance, Master."
"Let them struggle."
Jenn let out a snort and answered Enoya.
He turned his head and looked at the fortress beneath his feet. There was nothing there. The corpses had long disappeared, and even the blood had been washed away by the rain.
As far as the eye could see, the entire city was pitch-black, and the streets and rooms were shrouded in a pitch-black silence. The cold wind swirled with raindrops as it blew through the empty streets and rooms, bringing nothing but coldness.
The stage was ready and the actors were in position.
Jenn took out his watch and looked at the time.
There were still about two hours before dawn.
It was almost time for the opening ceremony.