Chapter 52: All can be killed

When the sun first rises, there is less heat and more cold, and as it slowly rises, there is less cold and more heat.

Brown Dong does not like the time when the sun is rising, nor does he like the time when the sun is in the middle of the sun.

The former made him feel a little cold, and the latter made him feel too hot, and he liked the state that the sun was half rising and not rising.

The heat and cold are just right, and the sun is not scorching.

At this time, he was half-leaning against the female wall, and when he turned around, he saw the entire Dongwang City.

His shadow, illuminated by the rising sun, left a long shadow in the street below.

This shadow reminded him of a long, long time ago, when he wanted to die on such a day.

He wanted to die, not for a day or two, this thought came twenty years ago.

On that day, he accompanied his father to inspect Dongwang City, which was far less lively than it is now.

"Dongwang City is divided into four squares in the east and west, which is made of imitation of the fire capital, among the four squares, the east and west squares are the most lively, do you know why?"

In my memory, my father took his newly adult self and walked on the street leading to the city wall in Dongfang and asked him.

He said that it was because the east square was facing the fire tribal alliance, and the west square was facing the royal capital of the human tribes, so the east and west squares were the most lively.

His father praised him for his intelligence, and said that he would go back and cook meat for him, and he would have been very happy that day.

There are not many days of such happiness, because most of the time, my father does not have time to take him to parade on the streets, and he knows the reason.

It's all because of those hateful, ghostly marquis tribes, their leaders secretly conspiring to keep their father in the air and gain the leadership of Dongwang City.

If it was just these marquis tribes, my father would be able to control them, but the problem is that except for the royal city, several other cities are secretly supporting these marquis.

At first, the support was still very vague, and later, he simply sent waves of people as fugitive slaves to increase the manpower of a few marquises.

Since then, my father has struggled in this eastward city.

He had heard his mother persuade his father once, and if he couldn't do it, he would give up this Dongwang City and return to the royal city, and his father had the merit of supporting the king of people, and he was the first to vote under the command of the king of people, and if he went back, he would also be treated well.

But that day, his father, who had always been mild-mannered, was furious, and he beat his mother, even threatening to kill her if she said it again.

The young Brown Dong didn't know what was going on, and it wasn't until he grew up and heard many people say behind his back that his father was the first minion of the human king to sit down, that he slowly understood something.

Later, when he was about to reach adulthood, the ducal palace was invaded by a rebellious tribe of marquises, and although his father won, his mother died in that battle.

Since then, my father has become somewhat abusive, he is no longer as gentle as he used to be, he drinks a lot, and he is less and less tolerant of his subordinates.

Then, one day, shortly after he became an adult, he was led by his father down the street that led to the eastern city wall.

"What do you think?"

An explosion sounded in his ears, calling Brown Dong out of his memory.

Brown Dong squinted and smiled, a pair of mouse eyes seemed to be closed: "I think of something, and then think about it now, I'm very happy." ”

The sword general looked at him strangely and said, "The people in the city have almost been slaughtered, why don't you run away?"

Naturally, General Dao will not kill Brown Dong, if he kills all the city lords of Dongwang City, who will lead the troops to fight, so what about tomorrow's training?

Could it be that he replaced Brown Dong with a sword general and guarded the city wall to practice the siege method for the army under the city?

"Don't run today, don't run today. ”

Brown Dong flicked the long knife in his hand to the side, waved his hand again and again, and said.

The sword general's face changed, and he thought to himself, didn't he kill him ruthlessly today, and killed this guy's guts?

If that's the case, it's really not easy.

"You think I really don't dare to kill you?"

The knife general put the bronze stone knife wrapped in his hand on Brown Dong's neck and asked fiercely.

Brown Dong was stunned again, and his memory seemed to go back to twenty years ago, standing on that long street, looking at his father's body beside him and trembling.

Then a man with a stone knife was held on his neck and asked him.

That time, he was terrified, but not because of the man's questioning, but because of his father's corpse full of knife marks.

His father died on that day, and he died on the day when he asked him why the east and west sides were prosperous.

The gang did not kill him, but put him in his father's place as a puppet.

His mother died first, his father died again, and he was full of resentment, but he was forcibly pressed by the enemy to use him as a puppet, and it was a year after that.

At that time, he really wanted to die, but he couldn't.

How can you die?

If you die, who will avenge your mother's revenge, and who will avenge your father's revenge?

Do you let these enemies dance the sacrificial dance on their own corpses?

He studied in Huodu when he was a child, knew a few idioms, and understood that there was a difference between enduring humiliation and stealing a life.

These hatreds, these hatreds, he will take them back, and he will return them.

"Hey, boy, what do you think?"

The angry voice sounded in his ears again, and it was the sword general again, pulling him out of his memory.

"Do you believe it if I killed you?"

The knife general's knife was handed forward, and before the knife could occupy the neck, the totemic power on the knife had already touched the neck, and blood flowed out instantly.

"The power of the knife totem is really sharp and unstoppable. ”

Brown Dong smiled, reached out and pushed away the knife on his neck, and said, "You don't dare to kill me." ”

General Dao frowned, but he also understood that Brown Dong knew what the alliance was doing.

Siege the city for five days, every day can fall under the city, but not a single attack, even a fool, and understand the idea of the alliance.

"You can't beat the human king, can you?"

Brown Dong asked.

The sword general put away the knife, snorted dissatisfiedly, and said: "Knowing that I won't kill you, go down by yourself, deploy the army earlier, and there will be people attacking the city tomorrow." ”

Brown Dong didn't care about his contempt, but said, "You really can't beat the human king." ”

Facing the dissatisfied gaze of the sword general, Brown Dong stretched out his hand and pointed to the big street behind him that led directly to the city wall: "Back then, the king of the people, on this road, slashed all the enemies for me." ”

His gaze was fixed on the street, as if he saw a man coming alone with a knife and a long sword with a tall sword on his back.

On that day, on the pretext of returning to visit him with a sword, the king entered Dongwang City, and invited the leaders of various families to come to this Dongfang Street, and asked them to tell him how Brown Dong's father died.

These people gathered here with their soldiers, and said a bunch of reasons that were not justifications, and prepared to pass it perfunctorily.

A man king, a long sword, they are not afraid, in this city, there are more than 10,000 of their army.

They concluded that the king of men did not dare to draw his sword, but they were wrong, and the king of men drew his sword.

On that day, he stood in the same place where he had stood when his father had died a year earlier, and saw his enemies beheaded by the king of men, with one man and one sword.

Then the king came to him, touched his head, and said to him, who had been motionless from beginning to end, "As weak as your father, you prefer to look at all this without blinking, hey." ”

From that day on, he regained the real power of the lord of Dongwang City, and it was from that day that he began to look for an opportunity to die.

In fact, he can die at any time, because he has taken revenge, but the kindness he owes has not been repaid, so he can't die yet.

But the day has come.

"Let's get in. ”

Brown Dong, who had recovered from his memories, suddenly said to the sword general.

"All those rebels, including their families, have been brought here by me. ”

The sword general followed his guidance and looked at the city, and sure enough, he saw a group of people dressed in sackcloth, and the nobles of the tribe.

In the human tribe, it is easy to distinguish between nobles and untouchables, those who wear sackcloth are nobles, and those who wear animal skins are untouchables.

"What rebels?"

The Blade General asked with a frown.

"You don't have to know, you just need to know that in the city today, anyone dressed in sackcloth can be killed. ”

Brown Dong smiled, raised his head, glanced at the rising sun, and then he picked up the knife on the ground.

The knife general was in a fog by him, and when he saw him picking up the knife, he only said that he wanted to go back to the city, and he didn't want Brown Dong to have a weird smile on his face, and said to him: "Tell me Uncle Wang, Brown Dong went to find his father." ”

After speaking, the long knife in his hand directly wiped his throat, and his body also leaned back, falling into the city from the city wall.

"Boom ......"

His corpse fell with a bang, startling the sackclothed nobles to scatter in all directions, and then they all looked at his corpse and pointed at it.

The sword general stepped forward quickly in surprise, leaned over and looked from the city wall, and saw Brown Dongwu vomiting blood, his body convulsed, and he was welcoming death.

He was going to die, but there was a smile on his face.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

The sword general was really stunned, and just here, the war drums suddenly sounded behind him.

This tigerskin war drum is made from a saber-toothed tiger skin that evolved into a ferocious beast.

When the tiger skin was bloody, it was scalded with gold water, then dried, scraped thin, and pulled evenly with dozens of alliance fighters, covering the drum.

The tiger skin war drum was beaten, and the sound spread for ten miles, and the sound was thick and terrifying.

And at this time, the drum beat is the rhythm of the whole army's attack, with this drum beat, he doesn't need to look back to know that today is going to fall on this Dongwang City.

Confirming the order in the drums, the Blade General immediately began to order the soldiers on the city wall to assemble their army, ready to lead them down the ladder behind the city wall.

Just as he was reorganizing the army, soldiers rushed up behind him, but the first to appear was the herald of the commander.

"The marshal ordered, today in Dongwang City, anyone wearing sackcloth can be killed. ”

This sentence made General Dao stunned, and he couldn't help but think of Brown Dong who committed suicide.

"Where's Brown East?"

The herald asked.

"Brown East...... Already suicidal. ”

The Blade General said from his stunned stunning.

The herald was visibly stunned, then nodded, and prepared to turn around and resume his life.

"Wait. ”

The sword general stopped him and said, "Before Brown Dong died, let me bring a message to the king, saying: Brown Dong went to find his father." ”

The herald was puzzled, but he wrote it down before turning away.

During the conversation between the two, the team had been prepared, and the reinforcements behind had also begun to form the team.

"Today when I fell into the city of Dongwang, all the people in the city who were clothed in sackcloth were killed. ”

After Brown Dong finished speaking, the long knife in his hand waved towards the center of Dongwang City, and shouted: "All the armies will kill the enemy with me, kill." ”

"Kill. ”

Amidst the shouts, the alliance army, led by General Dao, rushed down from the gate of Dongwang City.