Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

The huge warship, the huge gun barrel, and the dark hull bring about a huge sense of oppression that makes people almost suffocated.

For those who have never seen this before, this is nothing short of a miracle.

And Duke Harrington, who was clamoring to show off the Northern Principality, was as frustrated as a defeated rooster at this time.

The armored ship he talked about was like a well-behaved and harmless kitten in front of the battlecruiser.

As long as you don't have a brain problem, I'm afraid you won't think the two are comparable.

After all, if you hit it with one shot, you might not even be able to reach the deck.

All nearby ships of the Lion Heart Kingdom lost the courage to resist, not to mention the direct commander also ordered to give up resistance.

And little Earl Jefferys didn't get off the boat, he was just waiting here.

Along the way, he had figured out the reason for Sanger's worries.

As for Duke Harrington, he really doesn't rank high in his eyes.

Perhaps the Lionheart Kingdom has a certain size, but a weak country has no dignity.

With the support of the Northern Principality behind him, little Earl Jefferys is very confident.

To put it more bluntly, with this battle cruiser at your feet, will your Lionheart Kingdom use your head to block it?

Of course, he didn't really have much emotion when he chose to side with Sanger.

It's just a very simple Machiavellian method. Supporting the weak to fight against the strong is not justice, but it can only gain more benefits.

Therefore, instead of following Congressman Joy's advice to disembark, he waited.

"Brother Sanger, I will give you a break today."

Sanger didn't understand what he meant at first, but he didn't understand until the messenger sent by the parliament carefully boarded the boat.

His Excellency the Governor, who usually chatted and laughed with him, sat on the makeshift chair on the deck.

On both sides stood the gorgeously dressed earl guards, staring at the envoy with sharp eyes like eagle eyes, putting great pressure on him.

Coupled with the huge deterrent effect brought by the battle patrol, if it hadn't been for seeing Sanger and Joey, the envoy might have been unable to stand still.

"Congressman Joy, Congressman Sanger, what is going on?"

When Sanger and Joy didn't respond to him, the Earl's guards became furious.

"A humble citizen of this country dares not to be polite in front of the earl, but slaps him in the face."

Two fat and muscular guards came forward, picked him up and slapped him across the face.

Then someone kicked him in the crook of his legs, and he knelt on the cold deck with a snap of his knees.

There was no movement on the expression of little Earl Jefferys. He had seen this situation many times. Don't forget that he was a feudal noble first and then a state official.

That is to say, the laws of the Northern Principality are strict now. During the Locke Kingdom, it was not uncommon for nobles to execute civilians at will.

The messenger was so stunned that he knelt on the ground and did not recover from the slap.

At this time, the guard spoke again: "Listen carefully, His Excellency Mr. Jefferies Jr., Earl of the Northern Principality and Governor of the Overseas Colonies, is here. Please have your highest-ranking person here to greet you immediately, otherwise I will order the bombardment of the port in half an hour."

The messenger said a word when he got on the boat, was beaten, and was thrown to the shore.

Councilor White and others watched from a distance and sent someone to drag the envoy over.

At some point, Duke Harrington quietly approached with the members of Parliament who had taken refuge in him.

The poor messenger's face was swollen and as red as a pig's head.

Fortunately, he still remembered the guard's instructions and repeated them with his swollen mouth.

Councilor White didn't react at first, and asked, didn't Sanger say he was very familiar with that count? Why does it look like an ancestor has been invited?

But he was engaged in politics after all, and his mind worked very quickly, and he immediately understood what Governor Jefferies meant.

His status is noble, and there is no one else here who has a more noble status than Duke Harrington.

This is deliberately looking for trouble, and I will take the opportunity to punish him if I have no choice but to deal with him.

As for refusing to agree, look at the cannon barrel which is thicker than the whole family tied together, I am afraid no one will dare to refuse.

Inexplicably, it was a bit humiliating. Even though it was Duke Harrington who was being humiliated, he was also a member of the Lionheart Kingdom... what the hell! ! !

A qualified politician will not feel humiliated.

Before Duke Harrington could react, Senator White jumped out like a rabbit and grabbed Duke Harrington's sleeve.

"Your Majesty the Duke, it's time for you to take action. The lives and honor of hundreds of thousands of people in the colony are now in your hands. You must endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden!"

Duke Harrington's face turned red. I have never seen you respect me so much before.

"Your Excellency, don't you want to be the Speaker? This is the time for you to prove yourself."

Councilor White directly blocked his escape route. Anyway, it was Duke Harrington who came up with it himself. There are people of his own around here, and they will tie you up.

Duke Harrington wants to resist and refuse, but the lives of a group of civilians are none of his business!

But Councilor White was so cunning that with one glance, several councilors pushed and pushed Duke Harrington to the side of the ship.

"This is our Lord, the Duke of Harrington, the most noble person."

Councilor White pushed, the soldier on the opposite side stretched out his hand, and Duke Harrington stumbled onto the boat.

He hadn't reacted yet, and he reached out to grab Representative White.

The latter calmly shook off Duke Harrington's hand and retreated to a safe distance, shouting: "Don't worry, Duke, we must be fully prepared. If something unspeakable happens, we will definitely..." Serious protest."

The voice was getting farther and farther away. In just a dozen seconds, Senator White had already rushed onto the carriage. He could be heard faintly in the wind: "Go."

Duke Harrington, who boasted of his noble blood, couldn't help but swear: "Fuck your mother White."

These old bastards were so slippery that they didn't even give him a chance to speak, and sent him to the right place in one step.

Duke Harrington looked at the soldiers on both sides who looked at him indifferently, and wanted to ask if he could go back and change someone.

But obviously this stupid question would not have any result, and he could only accept his fate.

To be honest, a series of labels such as arrogance, arrogance, and indiscriminate killing were put on Duke Harrington, which could not cover up some of his excellence.

When the time really came, he could still show some courage.

After tidying up his clothes, Duke Harrington took steps, ready to face the humiliation that followed.

Yes, he had already reacted. This was a trap set against him.

Since he couldn't hide, he would go and see for himself. The other party was also a foreign noble, so he shouldn't be so tasteless, right? !