181 freedom(1)
While 500,000 Qing troops were in sharp conflict with the Easterfield Federation Forces, something unexpected happened.
General Paeng Hain, who had infiltrated the Forbidden City, took off his military uniform and came out.
Paeng Han Han exclaimed in a place where people gathered to discuss freedom all day long.
“Now, I, Paeng-Han, have lost their monarch and are out on the streets! Throw those who will stone me!”
“… … are you tight? What the hell is wrong with that famous warlord?”
People had a lot of hate for Paeng Ha-jin.
This is because he has plundered numerous people under the pretext of carrying out the orders of the court.
However, the citizens did not easily throw stones.
It was their idea that everything should be judged according to the law.
Their thoughts came from Lee Hwan.
“Your Majesty, the people want Paeng Han’s trial.”
“know. I just heard it myself.”
“What shall we do?”
Even before breaking free from the bad habits of the monarchy in the past, China was subjected to coercion by Britain and Japan, and did not enjoy true freedom when the Communist Party came to power.
Fortunately, Taiwan, the Republic of China, which took a different route from them, was enjoying sovereignty and leading a proper life.
What would happen if China erased the repression and oppression of the Communist Party and left only the longing for liberal democracy in Tiananmen?
Lee Hwan thought that the results obtained in the experiment were not so bad.
“Let Paeng Han be detained until a new government is formed and a court is established.”
“Are you going to postpone the trial?”
“I judge by the laws of the people made by the people. Isn’t this the truth?”
No matter how much Paeng Hain took off his military uniform and came out to be punished, it was the same fact that he plundered the people.
Since it is natural to correct a mistake, it is right to judge a strong man, but it is wrong for Lee Hwan to judge it.
Even though there is a king, Easterfield is not a democracy.
“The influence of one’s thoughts on the law is bound to have the worst consequences. Therefore, we have no choice but to support and watch until the people set up the nation’s discipline by forming a court and adjudicating the strong.”
“Yes, my lord! Then we will put his judgment on hold for a while until a national trial.”
“Do it. However, what we want is for Qing and Japan to be absorbed into the Federation of Joseon. We will have to make sure that the legislation they make does not interfere with the establishment of the Federation.”
Hahn Paeng will break the old Chinese bad habits and lay the foundation for a new Asia.
Lee Hwan was looking forward to using it to the fullest and transferring power to the Joseon Federation.
Lee Hwan, who was discussing how to lead China in the future, received unexpected news.
“majesty! People say they are heading to the Forbidden City!”
“Forbidden City… … ?”
“Half a million soldiers say they will follow them.”
“Um, are you trying to revolt?”
“I decided to rescue the light guide and take the royal seal.”
“Are you going to get a seal?”
“Citizens went out to receive the imperial scepter, abdicate and ascend the throne.”
“Huh, is that a thing?”
There is not much history in the history of citizens supporting the emperor.
It meant that Lee Hwan’s influence was absolute.
***
The path of the Black Dragon Fleet passing Jemulpo and advancing to Hanyang along the Han River.
After the ship was floated to the depth allowed by the water, the operation was carried out so that they could immediately switch to the ground force and advance with fire support.
Yuhara, who was at the forefront of the tank unit, advanced as far as the city of Hanyang could be seen.
he asked the prisoners.
“That place will be demolished if we fire a few cannons. I want to ask you guys if that is the right choice.”
“… … The collapse of Jongmyo and Sajik takes away our souls. I’d rather see a resolution through negotiations as peacefully as possible.”
“Are you going to settle this peacefully?”
Just then, the gates of the city opened and a group of people began to pour out.
They were the Golden Army and the Shinryo.
Shin-ryo, who was escorted by Geum-gun, quickly bit them and walked out in front of Yu-hara.
“Are you the commander of the Western Fleet?!”
“Yes. I am Yuhara, the commander of the Black Dragon Fleet.”
“Admiral Yuhara! I am inviting you to our palace under the commandment. Will you accept it?”
The Black Dragon Fleet are people who are absolutely loyal to Easterfield, so if Yuhara is kidnapped, they will immediately drag the tank and push the city away.
As you must be well aware of that, Yuhara did not dare to refuse Chosun’s invitation.
“good night. let’s go. Artillery and infantry stand here, and three tanks follow me.”
“Yes!”
“Then go.”
Even with the three formers, there was virtually no problem in blocking the fire of Joseon.
However, rather than the meaning of such a defense, Yu Hara rolled the tank in the hope that Joseon could feel the absolute gap with the newspapers.
Lily Lirik… … !
As the tram rolled, the grassroots of Joseon began to murmur.
“… … What is that?”
“Not that famous moving castle!”
“Is the castle moving?”
“That’s right! I saw my brother-in-law at Jemulpo, and he said he was breathing some kind of fire!”
“Cannon?”
“No, cannons don’t even explode! They say it shoots something like a volcano?”
“… … So what is it? What kind of magic is it?”
“I see.”
For the first time in my life, the floor of the city wall began to shake at the appearance of a train I had never seen before.
Yuhara remembered herself, who had run into the Easterfield fleet without knowing anything in the past.
It is sometimes said that ignorance is medicine, but attacking without understanding the enemy’s strength is inevitably poisonous.
“It is in desperate need of flowering.”
Yuhara thought that one day they would realize something like herself.
Eventually, Yu Hara entered the city.
He met Heonjong, who was waiting for him outside Daejeon.
Yuhara, a boy in a red robe, recognized at a glance that he was the king of Joseon.
“He’s a smart boy.”
“Stop talking! Your Majesty, please!”
“Um, is that so?”
Yuhara politely bowed her head.
It’s because it’s wrong as a soldier to show rudeness in your attitude toward the king, no matter how many enemies you have.
“There were a lot of failures. My name is Yuhara of the Kanto region.”
“nice to meet. I am the king of Joseon.”
“Let’s go for a walk.”
“Do it.”
Yuhara took a walk around the palace and looked at the courtiers and eunuchs following Heonjong.
Perhaps they were terrified for fear that Yuhara would even fire a gun.
He stopped on his way for a moment.
“Have you ever heard of a gun?”
“Guns are also in our Joseon Dynasty.”
“No, it’s not a gun. It’s just an old-fashioned firearm.”
Yuhara pulled out a golden pistol from her side and handed it to Heonjong.
The eunuchs and Nine, who were startled to see him touching the pistol, seemed relieved when Heonjong grabbed the gun.
“It’s called a pistol.”
“Pistol?”
“You just load it, pull the trigger, and the bullet goes out. There is no need to put gunpowder in the muzzle like a matchlock and stab it with a skewer, and there is no need for a flint or a wick. Besides, the accuracy of the gun is high, and the power is incomparable to that of a matchlock gun.”
“Things like that… … .”
“Would you like to try one shot?”
Heonjong shook his head.
Probably because he was still young, shooting a gun seemed a bit scary.
Yuhara smiled and put the gun in.
“The power of our Easterfield Federation has already overthrew the Qing, placing Europe and Arrasa under the influence of Easterfield. All this was accomplished by Easterfield I.”
“… … Is he a conquering lord?”
“He was a great soldier and pirate, a strategist and an engineer. If he hadn’t been born, the science and technology we have today would not have been possible.”
“Ugh.”
“Besides, he is the royal family of Joseon. No matter how much Munsedo Kwon denies it, it is a fact that does not change.”
Heonjong’s eyes twinkled when he heard that Lee Hwan was the royal family of Joseon.
It was evident that he was somehow fascinated by the fact that his servant was such a powerful king.
“If the monarch of such a powerful kingdom was our servant, Jongmyo and Sajik could flourish!”
“Obviously it will be. For that to happen, your Majesty must make a decision.”
“A decision?”
“Be abdicated.”
“Are you talking about giving up your throne? … ?”
Yuhara stared at Heonjong, who had hardened.
No matter how much he looks like a scarecrow, King Heonjong is the king of Joseon in name and reality, and has reigned for four years as the absolute ruler of a country.
Does he really understand the repercussions of being abdicated?
Yuhara’s thoughts like that were nothing more than a fallacy.
“Kwon Moon Se-do will never stand still. They will try to defend the throne at all costs. If it’s not me, I’ll have someone else sit down.”
“… … uhm.”
“It’s okay for me to die alone. The problem is that the people will not suffer any more.”
What kind of world would Heonjong have seen so far?
It must have been a hellish place where secret battles and conspiracies were rampant, and even relatives were brutally murdered for power.
Heonjong grew up in such a hell, so he was young, but he had no choice but to think deeply.
Yuhara felt a little pity for Heonjong like that.
“It’s amazing how much you’ve been holding on to that place until now.”
“What is that all of a sudden?”
“I mean, that’s great. In any case, if we strengthen the kingship of the Joseon Dynasty by oppressing the great and small officials, do you have any thoughts on abdication?”
“… … Sheep.”
“If Easterfield’s advance continues as it is without Yang Yu, the capital, Hanyang, will have no choice but to be erased from the map. Because Easterfield is blind, and what you start, you finish.”
For both King Heonjong and Joseon, abdication was an indispensable issue.
No matter how powerful the powerhouses are, in the end, Joseon is bound to be annexed.
Rather, it was right to join the Easterfield Federation, save sovereignty, and make a better country.
Heonjong made a decision.
“… … Lieutenant, I will.”
“Really? Do you not regret it?”
“Anyway, the fortunes of the country have turned. This is because Kwon Moon-se-do family continued to dispatch troops without considering the country’s finances. They seem to have believed that if the Qing wins, something great will come to them, who led the dispatch.”
“Ugh, that’s been a long time mistake.”
“It’s been a long time wrong idea. However, the Joseon Dynasty’s Kwon Mun-se-do is such people. People who always live for self-interest. It would be far better for them to have a powerful servant take over the throne than to let them ravage this country.”
Heonjong intended to enlighten Joseon based on the mighty firepower of Yi Hwan’s army.
In such a way, the lives of the people became the basis.
Since he came to power, he was concerned about the continuous poor crops, and it hurts whenever they face the risk of starvation.
If Lee Hwan took the throne, at least no one would go hungry, which is what Heonjong thought.
“I heard that Easterfield is a country with a lot of grain. There will be nothing we can do.”
“of course. We have the technology to overcome even poor crops.”
“Huh, do you have all those skills?”
“Nothing is impossible at Easterfield. On the mainland, a rather boring life continues.”
A boring world is better than a world where people are starving and exploited.
Heonjong was envious of Easterfield’s life.
“Will Gwain be able to live in such a place someday?”
“Available. After all, aren’t you also a servant of the Kingdom of Easterfield?”
“Aha!”
“You could travel to Africa, Europe, America, or even Oceania. You can learn new cultures, new words, and accumulate new knowledge, so you can live while navigating the world.”
“… … A wide world!”
“Someday, you may come back to Joseon and inherit the throne. Of course, at that time, I would have to devote myself to the country as a constitutional monarch, not as a king as it is now.”
Heonjong is still young. Even so, Yu Hara had no intention of shaking her whole life by telling him a lie.
As he did, he wished he could find his own way by accepting the knowledge and newspaper articles of Easterfield I.
“Your Majesty can make the world a much better place than it is today.”
“… … Yes, let’s do it! You are my strength!”
“No, not me. Your servant will come here personally to give you strength.”