the next day.
At dawn, just as the smoke from cooking fires rose in Bethlehem, the soldiers of the Holy Egypt Patrol saw a surprising scene.
The city lord David personally escorted several strong men who were tied up and came to the most crowded place in Bethlehem.
Not far from here is the place where caravans conduct transactions.
Although this place is now occupied by the Holy Egyptian Alliance, those caravans don't seem to be afraid of it at all.
Of course, that’s because many of the caravans here actually have secret deals with the Holy Egyptian Alliance.
"Aren't you worried that the Holy Egyptian Alliance will blockade the city of Bethlehem and lock you in?"
The caravan heard a local merchant from Bethlehem say this and he just shook his head.
"What's there to worry about?"
"Instead of worrying about that, worry about your merchandise, man."
"Look, there's a crack here, you have to lower the price a little bit!"
Many caravans were still trading, and at this moment, their attention was attracted by a sound not far away.
There were a few people with bruised faces and noses.
They had rags stuffed in their mouths, were tied together with iron chains, and staggered behind.
"Aren't those the gangsters who stole the relief food last night?"
"I remember one person even killed a pregnant woman just to get a jar of honey."
"That beast deserves to be hanged."
"But, this Hebrew city lord actually caught them?"
"And even brought it here?"
The person who spoke was a warrior from the Holy Egyptian Alliance.
His companion just curled his lips and said, "Who knows if it's just a show for people to see."
"I heard that it was His Majesty the Saint Pharaoh who restored his position."
"Let's take a look first."
Conversations like this are not uncommon among the warriors of the Holy Egyptian Alliance.
Because, ever since the Holy Pharaoh appointed David as the acting city lord, many soldiers have been secretly wondering, how can a defeated city lord manage this city?
This city should be governed by the great and benevolent Holy Pharaoh!
Alternatively, it would be in line with the general perception of the warriors that he should have someone from the newly appointed Holy Egyptian Alliance to manage it.
But no one dared to question the Holy Pharaoh's decision.
Of course, the warriors had great trust in His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, but they just didn't trust this Hebrew city lord.
So they just watched the Hebrew man's every move silently with suspicious eyes.
David was seen pushing several prisoners to a crowded area on a stone platform.
More and more civilians gradually gathered, some were talking in low voices, but most people just stared at the scene blankly.
Most of them were Hebrew residents in the city, and many of them were accustomed to such scenes of killing.
They just came here with the intention of watching the fun.
Several Holy Egyptian officers also stood on the periphery with their arms folded, watching coldly.
"Last night, these guys committed the crime of robbery."
David's voice was not loud, but it made the whole square quiet.
"They beat up two elderly people and stole six breads in total."
"They killed several pregnant women and stole four breads and three jars of honey."
"And this one! Not only did he take the food, he also killed the poor people who resisted him!"
"Among them, there is a child!"
After the voice was heard, angry curses suddenly rang out among the crowd that had been stunned just now.
An old woman rushed forward crying, but was stopped by the guards.
David raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then did something that no one expected.
He personally removed the rag from the prisoner's mouth.
"explain."
His tone was surprisingly calm: "Why did you steal food?"
The two prisoners looked at each other at first.
Then, the strongest one finally stretched out his neck and shouted, "Who knows if there is any problem with the food given by the Holy Egyptians! Who knows what is mixed in it!"
"Besides, if they're alive, they'll just be a waste of food!"
"I do this for their own good!"
David suddenly raised his voice: "Stupid."
Even the Holy Egyptian soldiers who were watching stood up straight involuntarily at this moment.
At this time, David said word by word: "In the empire, only generals at the general level can eat bread of this quality."
"Don't people know whether something is good or not? Are you lying with your eyes open?"
"What you are stealing is not food, but the life-saving rations of your compatriots!"
"The enemies you are talking about are the ones who rescued our compatriots!"
"And you are the murderers who killed your compatriots!"
"Evildoer!"
He walked down the stone platform, took a cloth bag from his follower, and poured out the contents in public.
The golden bread rolled all over the floor. David just picked up the bread one by one as if it were a treasure and held them carefully in his arms.
"Look carefully!"
David picked up a piece and broke it open, and the steaming wheat aroma immediately filled the air.
"This is food baked with extremely high quality flour!"
"One piece of bread is enough to keep a compatriot alive for several days!"
"I'm afraid the reason you did this evil thing wasn't for their own good?"
"You guys just want to sell it for money!"
"Trading the hope of survival of our compatriots for damn money!"
The crowd was surprised and let out a sound of people gasping for air.
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