You decide to try and talk the rebels down.
7!*
Fearless, you stand atop a large rock, and, with banner of Methiant above you, you call both rebels and your loyal soldiers to listen. As you give the speech in which you ask them to surrender and thus save their lives, the clouds above you cover the sun in such a way that it shines upon you and the bronze shaft, giving you an aura that blinds the people.
Within few minutes, the rebellious soldiers beg for mercy, with few diehards needing to be eliminated. The ones that had a history of loyalty and excellence are allowed to return to their units, anothers are imprisoned.
With over four hundred dead and three hundred under arrest, you decide to move out and attack Parsia!
The same evening, as the Army prepares for tomorrow's sail-out, one of the Spymaster's agents arrives in your tent, and gives you a bag of coins. You inspect the silver money, with clear Damdamian markings.
"Ysirene
lalantas, my liege. We've found them in belongings of more than a tenth of the slain soldiers, and few that were arrested were in possession of these as well. Apparently they received them from one of the slain officers, who simply asked them for 'loyalty' in some trying times. Or so they say."
"Ysirene spies in my Army? How?"
"I advise caution and that you order an investigation to be launched. I'm sure the Spymaster and our fellows at the palace will be ready to handle the work, sire. Where should we search for the traitors?"
A) "Everywhere, you idiot! Even the dumbest peasant could be a spy! Entire Methiant is to be scoured!"
B) "The recent purges surely dealt with hostile elements in the Army... I'm sure my noblemen are mingling with our enemies a bit too close for comfort! Check the nobles!"
C) "The recent purges surely spurred the hidden spies into action. The hierarchy structures of Methiantese Army are to be checked for spies at once!"
D) "Ysirene has no reason and no gain from this. This is ridiculous. There's no spies here, and you will forget what you've found today!"