Nanming: I can build wonders

"I know what you are thinking. You are just trying to coax me now and agree to my request. When you return to your own territory, you will directly raise your troops to resist me!"

"Am I right?"

Sophia said coldly.

"Your Majesty, I am all honest people, please rest assured!"

For a moment, all the nobles of the Rakshasa Kingdom shook their heads and hurriedly explained, fearing that Chubby Deal might misunderstand them.

It's a pity that Sophia doesn't believe their lies.

She waved her hand and said, "I still can't trust you!"

"For the future of the Rakshasa Kingdom, please go on your way!"

Having said this, Sophia threw the cup, and more and more armed serf guards poured in.
"Take them all!"

"Yes!"

Huang Luo soldiers on the side received orders one after another and were about to arrest these nobles.

The nobles are not just waiting for death.

They already knew very well that Sophia wanted to kill them all. Under such circumstances, begging for mercy was useless, the only option was to resist...

Of course, resistance is useless.

Countless nobles rushed towards the heavily armed soldiers like crazy.

But immediately, there was a burst of gunfire as dense as fried beans, and countless nobles were killed instantly. The rest were not much better, but only well-armed elite soldiers were seen, stabbing them to death one by one with bayonets. on the ground.

There are a few nobles who are determined to be evil and want to sneak attack on the wise Emperor Sophia.

But it was a pity that they could not reach Emperor Sophia at all.

Because Emperor Sophia was extremely wise, she had already prepared a "strategic buffer table" that was dozens of meters long.

With such a long table, want to get close to her?

It's easier said than done!

What's more, there is Paul Kochaty, the "personal bodyguard" here!

In the Kremlin, the massacre against the nobles did not last too long, but a few minutes later, corpses were scattered all over the place, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood belly in the conference hall.

All the Rakshasa nobles were slaughtered, and there was not a single noble on the scene who could breathe.

Sophia looked at the scene in front of her, feeling lost.

After all, the Romanov family was also from a noble family. If it wasn't for the last resort, Sophia really wouldn't want to do something so extreme.

But she couldn't help it.

The Frank Empire and the Ming Empire overwhelmed her.

Coupled with the poor health of the Kangxi Khan, it is foreseeable that once the Khan dies, a succession war is imminent.

"Drag all these dirty corpses out, and clean this place up!"

After the massacre, Sophia ordered, and the soldiers nearby took action immediately. Working in pairs, they began to drag down the bloody corpses one after another.

They loaded these nobles who died tragically on carts prepared outside, and transported them to the big pit dug in advance outside the city for burial.

While dragging the corpses, many soldiers were still looking for property from the corpses - these were all nobles, and they must have some valuable little things on them.

Just a little bit is enough for them to make a small fortune.

Stealing loot is a glorious tradition of Rakshasa.

While the soldiers were doing this.

Empress Sophia did not leave the meeting room, but sat at her strategic buffer table, and couldn't help but sigh:

"If they are willing to cooperate with me, I can't spare their lives..."

"I really need their money..."

Sophia is shedding crocodile tears.Naturally, her good lover wanted to comfort the "injured" Sophia.

"Your Majesty, you must know that the nobles will never be on your side, and they will never cooperate with you..."

And Sophia nodded.

The conflict between her and the nobles is indeed irreconcilable.

Moreover, Sophia must kill all the nobles. This does not mean that he is cruel, but it is the only choice she can make.

Because only the land of the nobles was confiscated and given to the serfs, the nobles would definitely be dissatisfied. Sophia did not dare to leave a large group of influential nobles in the country who were also dissatisfied with them.

Killing them all is the best option.

Of course, the fundamental reason is that the current Rakshasa Kingdom is too poor.

Rakshasa Kingdom needs money now!

As long as the nobles are dealt with, Sophia thinks about how she can get 3000 to [-] million silver, which is enough for her to continue to maintain the serf guards and have extra money to buy equipment.

"Pass on my order!"

"Immediately, order all the troops prepared in various places to conduct raids on all noble manors and kill everyone inside, old and young alike!"

Speaking of this, Sophia looked at the loyal bald Paul Kochatie on the side!

"Paul Kochaty!"

"exist!"

Paul Kochatie stood respectfully next to Sophia, as if he were a good and loyal dog!

This made Sophia very satisfied.

Compared with those nobles who were not very obedient, the ministers of the Guards system who were promoted by her from lower-level serfs were obviously more loyal.

This big bald man is even more loyal.

After all, they are all "faithful" to bed.

Sophia ordered: "The nobles have been killed, but the large amount of wealth they stole from the treasury of Rakshasa is still scattered in the manors of the nobles!"

"I now order you to organize manpower to collect all this wealth!"

"I need this wealth!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely return all these wealth to the Rakshasa treasury!"

Paul Kochatie clapped his chest and promised, obviously very loyal.

It seemed that Sophia felt at ease with her cook, bodyguard and lover, so she gave him such a job.

Paul is indeed loyal at this time, because without Sophia, he is nothing.

Without Sophia, he would have been a serf for the rest of his life.

Not even qualified to be a cook.

Located in a small village south of Moscow in the Rakshasa Kingdom.

A local serf named Popov was sleeping in his shabby house.

Rakshasa serfdom is quite cruel.

Serfs were regarded as property rather than human beings. They had no rights or the power to choose where to work and settle, and were forced to submit to the will and rule of the aristocratic landowners.

Serfs lived in conditions of extreme poverty and misery, with little food and housing, overworked bodies, and widespread physical and mental health problems.

In addition, serfs also faced cruel punishments from noble landowners, such as whipping and torture.

Just when the serf Popov was doing it, a burst of neat footsteps came in from outside, which made Popov, who was woken up, very panicked. Is it possible that the noble gentlemen came to trouble him again?

(End of this chapter)