When they were holding the steaming broth and eating some hot bread, the villagers had already seen Tianxiang's sincerity and sincerely thanked him for what he had done for them. After all, in this era, there will not be any nobles who are willing to use their own food to help their pariahs, and those nobles do not treat them as human beings at all.

After eating, the villagers finally regained their vitality, and their pale faces revealed a faint flush. Adults and children alike hadn't tried the taste of being full for a long time, and the faint hostility and hatred in the eyes of Tianxiang who brought them this qiē had faded a lot.

The little boy was still holding a piece of black bread and nibbling on it desperately, but he didn't forget to hide the softest piece of white bread secretly, and then take it home for his sister to eat.

"Alright, alright, eat slowly. No one will rob you~" Shaunia squatted to the side with a smile and looked at the little boy, she took care of him very gently, gently handed the broth to his mouth when he almost choked and gave him a drink.

"Hmm, thank you." The little boy gave Shaunya an embarrassed look. He said, "My name is Aragon. Pande, what's your name? ”

"Shaunya. Jay, you can call me Shaunya. ”

The little boy looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and her cute and gentle smile made the little boy who was just in love blush and lowered his head.

"Well, thank you, Shaunya. I won't know anything, but I will repay you in the future. ”

"Hahaha, what can you do as a child? Besides, why don't you join us now instead of in the future? Shaunia smiled and touched the boy's head, and the other man's face was as red as a big tomato.

"Hmm, join you?" Aragorn asked, while enduring Shania's head-touching attack, he raised his head curiously and stared at Shania.

"Hehe, join us in the city of Puron and become one of our people of the King of Puron. That's what we came for, and our king, like the only light in these dark times, must be able to protect us. ”

Shaunia smiled, confident, and looked at Aragon with great determination.

"King of Pullen?" Aragorn's eyes widened in surprise, and then he subconsciously turned his head to look to the other side. Is that grim young man in a gray cloak, with a cold face, who never smiled once, the King of Our Ranks, as Shaunia calls it?

"Is that him?!" Aragorn pointed at Tianxiang and shouted in surprise. At this time, Tianxiang turned his head to look at this side with a surprised shout. Aragorn inadvertently met Tianxiang's eyes at once, and the chilling feeling that surged from the depths of his heart! And like a huge Tarzan, the heavy oppression that suddenly fell on his shoulders made Aragorn's body tremble violently.

"Well, that guy is too cold... There was a colder look in his eyes than the dead man I had ever seen... Where do such people look like messengers of light? Aragorn said.

"Well, that's it. Wang: He is actually a ...... Well, how can I say it, a cold-faced and hot-hearted person? Xiao Niya was a little distressed thinking about the adjectives that could describe Tianxiang as a person, but after thinking about it for a long time, she helplessly found that she didn't know the real other side of the king at all.

Rather, what the king has done is indeed in the interests of the whole country and the future of the people. But it is precisely because it is too consistent that it is full of "rationality" and "naturalness". However, it has lost "change" and "multiplicity of human nature", so if you insist on accurately explaining Wang's character, it .......

Probably, it can only be justified by an explanation that is so rational that it loses its personal color.

……………………

Tianxiang looked left and right, and when he saw that almost everyone had stopped eating, he nodded silently.

Waving behind him, one of the Pullen horsemen pulled out a horn and began to blow it vigorously.

- Ang woo!!

The penetrating power of this voice was so strong that it reverberated far away until the end of heaven and earth.

The horn of the vicissitudes of ancient life immediately shocked everyone in the entire village.

Everyone looked up in surprise, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the figure standing on the carriage.

Tianxiang stood on the carriage with a tall figure like a stone sculpture, his head held high, and his indifferent eyes swept the civilians below. Long black hair and a gray cloak twinked in the wind.

Ten Pleon cavalrymen stood right behind him, the Rose Banner of Glory, flaunted in the gale, glowing with a mesmerizing golden glow in the sunlight.

The people under the carriage rose from the ground, staring at Tianxiang's face and the Glory Rose Banner behind him, and everyone had a premonition in their hearts that something was about to happen here that would change the fate of everyone present.

Everyone clenched their fists nervously, staring at Tianxiang with beads of sweat on their foreheads.

At this moment, Tianxiang stomped off the carriage under his feet, he stretched out his arms with his head held high, took a deep breath, and then slammed forward to send all the air in his belly out in one go, and at the same time, he shouted: "Answer me - have you eaten enough!!!???? ”

Tianxiang's cry was soon echoed by waves and waves: "Eat enough!" Full!! "The people raised their right arms in the same posture as they did in Tianxiang's posture, shouting in unison and waving their arms and fists as if they were about to beat them up for a long time.

"Hmph, that's good." Tianxiang pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled without a trace of emotion. "But now that you've had your fill for this meal, where are you going to spend the next?" And to whom do you want to pray to feed your belly? ”

The crowd of "............" fell silent all of a sudden, and everyone's eyes widened, and they suddenly woke up from the frenzy just now. Everyone is you look at me, I look at you, and each other sees the blank expressions on their faces.

Tianxiang said, "Do you still want to continue praying? To God? Jesus? Allah? Or the nobles and kings who don't care about your life or death. Or the Scots in the south who vowed to kill all the English, or the Irish and Welsh? No, they won't care about you, and your fate doesn't belong to you or anyone else in this world. Because you're dead! ”

"The walking dead don't think, and the dead don't think about what their future holds. Like you, look at what you look like now, and think back to what kind of eyes you were looking at that little boy just ten minutes ago. Gentle? Unwilling? Greedy? Is it still hated?! ”

"-No! None of them, those are the eyes of emotions that only human beings can have! But you are already dead, the living dead who neither think nor look forward to the future. That's why you stare at that little boy's ** with inhuman eyes, and the only thought you have when you look at him is "Eat!" "Mad dog-like eyes that are indistinguishable from beasts!"

"But it's not your fault—!!"

Han Tianxiang slowly opened his arms, as if he wanted to hug everyone present, and forgave and understood them generously and openly. "Your faults and sins are not defined by the gods! Nor is it your fault for who you are and what you have suffered, and for the cruelty of treating your fellow human beings as food. ”

"This qiē sin is all the fault of the fat-headed nobles who stayed in that castle!"

Han Tianxiang turned sharply and pointed in the direction of York City behind him.

"Those damned nobles have taken advantage of you! Exploited you! And now he has abandoned you and left you here to starve and die! You sue me, is there anything more unforgivable in the world than this?! Han Tianxiang roared loudly in an angry tone.

Villagers, look at me, I'll look at you, although they all understand what Han Tianxiang means, but they don't dare to call the other party about it. Because of the hundreds of years of coercion of the aristocracy, these farmers simply did not have the courage to loudly accuse the nobles in public. What's more, the methods of the nobles have been seen with their own eyes, and it is really the end of one person speaking out and the whole village will die together!

The fear and fear, worry and anxiety of the people, this qiē was seen by Tianxiang and his mind gradually became cold.

If these people in front of them don't even have the courage to roar, then naturally they don't have the strength and motivation to fight against their own fate. If this is the case, then there is no value for saving this group of people in front of you......

But looking at the restless people in front of them, their faces were full of anxiety and fear, and their cheeks and foreheads were covered with beads of sweat. You can see that they want to rebel against something, but they are also bound by fear. This bondage does not begin now, but exists long before slavery ended eight hundred years ago, and it is called inferiority and weakness at the lower end of the food chain.