Chapter 336: Chapter 336 - 239: Execution (Part 2)

"Secondly, his followers ambushed the Red Tide Knight Team at night, leaving an Apprentice Knight severely injured on the ground. The injured's name is Aaron Tyne, who is still unconscious.""Thirdly, taking advantage of the chaos in the city, Brooke instructed his subordinates to forcefully open the west granary and steal three boxes of war materials and over thirty winter stoves, causing a shortage of supplies along several lines of defense.""Fourthly, inciting a riot at the grain distribution site, resulting in a four-year-old child being trampled to death; additionally, three post-operative wounded soldiers saw their wounds worsen due to a lack of medicine, of which one succumbed to the wounds.""Fifthly, disrupting order by setting fire on West Street, creating panic. The fire spread, causing a nighttime escape and stampede, injuring thirteen people, including two with serious fractures."With each point read, the scene erupted into a bout of commotion.Each statement was accompanied by the testimony of eyewitnesses, records signed by Red Tide soldiers, and physical evidence, painting a picture of blatant wrongdoing, proof beyond doubt.Quinn spoke with a voice like forged iron, calm yet heavy, with each word seemingly nailing Brooke's head to the judgment stand.The murmurs among the crowd began to surge.Upon hearing "a four-year-old child trampled to death," an old woman began to sob quietly, while someone cursed angrily: "That was my neighbor's granddaughter!", "Only a beast would do such a thing!"On the high platform, Brooke hung his head low, his lips trembling, his entire being collapsing as if his backbone had been removed, his face ashen.He wanted to defend himself, but no sound could escape his throat.Beside him, Quinn thundered with a voice like thunder, "Such treasonous rogues, their crimes are unforgivable, and today they shall be made a bloody offering to the law, and through execution, establish authority!"With these words, the Red Tide Iron Guard below responded in unison, and the executioners on both sides were already in position.On the execution platform, several principal offenders were heavily pressed down to kneel, their throats clamped, struggling futilely.A flash of cold light, the knife rose.Once a nobleman, a councilman, now he could not even take a single defense with him, his eyes filled with unyielding shock, ultimately swallowed by snow and blood.The crowd below fell silent for a moment, then erupted:"Well killed!""These scoundrels should have been dealt with long ago!"Meanwhile, a white-haired old woman in the back row covered her face crying, muttering, "My son's death was unjust.