My British Empire

  Chapter 248 The arms dealer who unexpectedly appeared

   "What?" Wright Wendell was surprised, his voice was raised a lot, his eyes were wide open.

   "I haven't committed any crime, how could the Star Chamber court summon me?"

   "Hehe!" The leading man sneered self-sufficiently, shrugged his shoulders, and said directly: "Mr. Wendell, you don't need to know too much about the Star Chamber Court!"

   "All you need to know is that you have been summoned!" The leading man put away the wooden sign in his hand, and said contemptuously with his tall stature.

   Seeing the stubborn and nervous expression on Wendell's face, the man's tone was full of disdain.

   "Don't try to struggle, and don't even think about running away. The Star Chamber Court obeys His Majesty's order, follow me obediently!"

  The originally dissatisfied expression on Wendell's face slowly changed into a decadent one following his words.

   "I'll go with you!" Wendell lost his energy for a moment and sighed.

  So, the lay family members and servants watched their male master being grabbed by several men in white cloaks without any resistance, and they dared not stop them.

   Before going out, Wendell turned around, leaving only a bitter smile on them.

   At this time, the entire Oxfordshire was in a mess. There were more than 20 influential families in the county. Their patriarchs were taken away by a group of white cloaks, and conflicts even broke out.

  The circuit court also took away several trainee judges and judge assistants, which directly paralyzed the circuit court in Oxfordshire, and the accepted cases were temporarily suspended.

  The Public Security Committee had the greatest impact. Of the 23 members, 13 were directly taken away, and the rest of the various committees were also taken away one after another.

  In three days, more than a hundred people were taken away throughout Oxfordshire. For a while, the entire Oxfordshire was in a panic, and everyone was in danger. Even the caravans from other places were reduced a lot.

  As for the central government in London, impeachment letters from Oxford were sent like raindrops, which surprised the Speaker of the Privy Council, Faris Alexander. This is a rare scene.

   And His Majesty the King also cooperated, and the Star Chamber Court also urgently dispatched judges to try it. They are professional in these matters.

   After the Star Chamber Court comes, hand over the collected evidence, and there will be no business for Jack and others. The Palace Intelligence Department has no judicial power.

  Norwich City, England's second largest city, due to the occupation of the mob, the city's trade has suddenly shrunk a lot, and there are many more unemployed workers than before.

  However, the workers didn't care at all, because their troops won the battle and defeated the king's army. This made the panic-stricken people seem to have taken a reassurance, and their steps became much faster.

  As for being unemployed, isn't Sir Robert still supporting them? What are you worrying about.

  The victorious rebels also returned with smiles on their faces, discussing their heroic deeds loudly, with all kinds of dirty words and jokes one after another. At this moment, they felt that they were invincible.

   While everyone else was celebrating and reveling, only Sir Robert stayed in the meeting room alone, looking at the army's battle damage data in his hand.

  Sir Robert frowned, instead of the joy of winning a battle, he felt a bit of bitterness.

Of the 1,500 people's soldiers, more than 300 people were captured, more than 600 people died, and nearly 500 escaped. For the king, it was a big defeat, a complete failure, and the Marquis William may have to suffer. The death of the young king.

   As the winning side, the rebel army killed nearly 2,000 people and injured nearly 1,000 people. In other words, the exchange ratio was three to one.

  However, nearly 800 people were directly trampled to death and 500 people were injured in the disorderly stampede during the attack.

  In this war, the casualties of the rebel army were close to 5,000, but only 600 militiamen were killed.

  Robert rubbed his brows. Even though he had prepared for such casualties, he felt very uncomfortable.

   There are only 1,500 people. If the negotiation fails, the rebel army should follow you in the next siege. He has a headache, and the current military strength is still too weak.

   "Sir, a businessman who claims to be able to help us requests to meet you!"

  Sir Robert, who was quietly thinking about the future, was sitting on a chair with layers of wrinkles on his face. At this moment, a young servant approached him softly and whispered in his ear.

   "Oh? Let him in!" Narrowing his eyes, Robert thought for a moment and said.

  He put away the paper on the table, sat upright, and his face became calm.

   "Dear Sir Kate, please forgive my presumptuous presentation. Please believe that meeting me will bring more good luck to your army!"

  A middle-aged man with a good appearance came in, took off his hat, stroked his chest, and saluted. He was personable and elegant, as if he was a nobleman, which caused a trace of doubt in Sir Robert's heart.

  He raised his head, with a light yellow beard on his face, he looked extremely kind, with a long face, which made people feel close at first sight.

   "Tell me! Where are you from? What is the purpose of meeting me?"

  Robert's decades of experience, how can he be concealed by his complexion, his complexion tightened, he stood up, stared at him closely, and asked in a bad tone.

   "Haha! Sir, don't worry so much, you just need to know that I am here to help you!"

  The middle-aged man still had a smile on his face, and continued talking indifferently.

  Robert fixed his eyes, stared at him carefully, and chose to be silent to deal with it, which was tantamount to acquiescing to his words.

   "Sir, this time, I brought you two thousand long guns, one hundred longbows, and two hundred matchlock guns!"

   "So does this cost me anything?"

  Robert was very moved when he heard so many weapons, but he asked calmly.

   "It only costs two thousand pounds. Outside Norwich City, these are all yours!"

  The middle-aged man stretched out **** and said indisputably.

   Regarding this, Robert fell into deep thought. Such a price is not because it is too expensive, but because it is too cheap.

  In the encircled rebel army, there was no shortage of people, but too many weapons. Some even went to the battlefield with wooden shovels.

   Such a price is basically the cost price, which is too unreasonable, and it feels like the world is falling apart.

   "I suppose, Sir, you will not be short of pounds, will you?"

  The middle-aged man said with a smile on his face, as if he had made up his mind.

   "Of course, there is no problem with this price. I'm just curious what your purpose is? Forgive my old man's curiosity!"

   Sir Robert smiled and asked softly.

   "Is this so important to you? As long as your army is strong, this is our purpose!"

   "Wrong, sir, this is not my army, this is everyone's army, everyone's army!"

  Robert immediately corrected his words and said seriously.

  (end of this chapter)