A Minor Incident in White Earth City

A tranquil yet decadent atmosphere permeated both inside and outside White Earth City, as if time itself had frozen.

After a month of thrilling and life-or-death battles, both the Northern Alliance Army and the Duchy Army suffered heavy losses, and both sides were severely weakened.

Both sides had no choice but to tacitly withdraw their tentacles and lick their wounds, Sykes County was currently enjoying a rare moment of peace since the start of the Civil War.

Apart from the troops still on standby, the remaining troops of the Northern Alliance Army began taking turns to rest under the orders of the command. This decision was made after discussions between Count Colt, several generals, and other high-ranking nobles.

The auxiliary soldiers, who were made up of serfs, didn't have many objections or demands. After all, for these people who had long been at the bottom of society and lived in poverty, it was already a blessing to have a full meal. If they could occasionally eat some meat or drink some alcohol, it would be a luxury they could only dream of!

Therefore, simply meeting their simple and practical needs is enough to make them feel content and continue working dutifully.

However, the situation is quite different for combat troops.

These soldiers, who were the main force fighting against the duchy, were exhausted and mentally drained after several days of arduous battles.

Many soldiers were on the verge of mental collapse, like a taut string that would snap at the slightest disturbance.

If measures are not taken in time to ease the high tension of these soldiers, a terrible riot may break out in the middle of the night!

Therefore, these soldiers were allowed to enter White Earth City to relax their tense state.

But no one expected that once they entered White Earth City, these soldiers would become like wild horses.

The taverns, casinos, and other places in the city were instantly filled with them. The stimulation of alcohol made them forget the fear and fatigue on the battlefield, and also made their emotions increasingly irritable.

Soon, drunken brawls broke out one after another, and even triggered conflicts between different noble private armies.

As a result, the Military Police Corps had to run around and were exhausted from dealing with the situation, but soon troubles followed one after another, creating a situation that even the Military Police Corps could not handle.

The problem was that a large number of noblemen's sons were mixed in with the soldiers who were fighting, and how to deal with these noblemen's sons was a problem for the Military Police Corps.

These noble sons from the northern regions differed from the nobles in most other duchies.

They did not succumb to the arrogance, extravagance, and hedonism of the time; instead, they retained a strong aristocratic military bearing.

Since the start of the Civil War, they have always been at the forefront of the battle, fighting against the Duchy Army without flinching.

Many people made great achievements through their bravery and outstanding military exploits, and it can be said that they did not disgrace the Northern Frontier nobles.

Even the performance of the sons of various noble families became a basis for competition among the nobles in the Northlands.

However, this intense war experience also put them under tremendous psychological pressure.

Under such a heavy burden, they tend to exaggerate when releasing stress.

Under their leadership, the already fierce soldiers became even more reckless, and fights even resulted in injuries and deaths.

In particular, conflicts began to erupt between noble families who already had existing tensions.

The Military Police Corps dared not easily deal with these noblemen's sons, firstly for fear of offending the powerful families behind them, and secondly because these noblemen's sons were accompanied by their families' elite private armies, which ordinary Military Police Corps could not control.

When Count Colt received the news, he was very troubled. Casualties were a minor matter; if it caused discord within the Allied Army, that would be a major problem.

However, it would be making a mountain out of a molehill to convene a meeting of the Northern Frontier nobles for such a matter.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Alex stepped forward and volunteered to go to White Earth City to directly command the Military Police Corps to maintain order.

First, Alex was of noble birth and had distinguished himself in battle since the start of the Civil War. He possessed a sufficiently high status and prestige to effectively intimidate the noble sons.

Secondly, the current situation is urgent and time is of the essence. If we do not take swift action to restore order in the city, the unrest could spread further and cause significant disruption and damage to the military.

The Northern Alliance Army must properly handle the current crisis and ensure strict discipline and morale within the troops.

Moreover, if the Duchy were to learn of this, they might seize the opportunity to send a group of Silver Maple Secret Guard to cause trouble.

Alex's words moved Count Colt, Count Colt agreed to entrust the matter to him and handed over command of the Military Police Corps to his son.

Alex took only a week to completely control the order in White Earth City. The troublemaking noble children were punished regardless of their status, and the soldiers who participated in the fights were also arrested and forced into labor.