Upon hearing the imperial decree, Madd and the other three turned pale and exchanged worried glances.
At this moment, four subordinates each holding a glass of poisoned wine stepped out from the side and approached the four generals, each standing in front of one.
"Considering there are four of you, His Majesty has already been quite lenient, leaving your bodies intact and preserving your reputation... Now, on your way!" The leader of the Blood-Clad Guards looked at Madd and his three companions with a faint smile.
Barlow's face suddenly changed, and he angrily knocked over the poisonous wine in front of him. He turned and angrily shouted, "Nonsense! We've been fighting fiercely in the Black Desert for the safety of the kingdom!"
With a snapping sound, the wine glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, spilling it everywhere. Dense white foam started to form on the floor.
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