An unsuccessful rebellion left 100,000 more corpses in Hamnata.

Countless Sudanese were forced to their knees, and in this moment, they realized how wrong they were.

There is no shame in rebellion, and it is shameful that the rebels do not even know what the strength of the enemy is, so they want to rebel in a daze.

The end of the Sudanese was predestined for a long time, a fate that had been predestined from the beginning.

Whether it is the Pharaonic Dynasty of Egypt or the Rising Sun Empire of Zhang Yao. The strength of the large-scale advent forces does not lie in the civilians, but in the high-end force.

It seems to be the Sultans, who have defeated these Hamnata guards. But the Pharaoh was still alive, Immorton and his team of priests were unscathed, and the so-called victory of the Sultans was meaningless.

It may be sad to say, but it's a fact that can't be denied. Just like in Zhang Yao's Rising Sun Empire, there are more than four million ordinary people in the empire, and a tactical nuclear bomb can kill them all. But what does killing these four million people say, does this explain the victory over Zhang Yao's empire?

No, it doesn't mean anything. This is like the height of Yao Ming and Pan Changjiang, the average of them together is 1.94 meters, but Pan Changjiang is really short.

Therefore, civilians are just an inseparable piece of soil for a large advent force, but they are not really linked to strength.

As long as Immorton and the Pharaoh existed, the Pharaoh dynasty would remain. Even if the two of them are left dead in the entire dynasty, the Pharaonic Dynasty is still the Pharaonic Dynasty, and it is still the powerful power that dominates Egypt and the double overlords.

After an unsuccessful rebellion, the sultans in a state of confusion became even more confused.

A rebellion by hundreds of thousands of people was suppressed in just over half an hour. This is undoubtedly a devastating blow compared to the slaughter of those who thought they had fled back to the Sudan when they killed the guards.

After such a blow, all the Sudanese did not have the courage to raise their heads.

The two or three hundred thousand people who were still alive, whether they were injured or not, were like ostriches at the moment, holding their heads deep into their chests. It's like a wounded lone wolf, licking and eating the scars on its body in an invisible place.

"I am amazed at how bold you are in rebelling against the rule of the Pharaohs!" Immorton held a black iron book, and his face was not full of joy or anger.

Hundreds of white-robed priests quietly retreated behind Immorton one by one. It's just that the eyes are full of contempt for mortals.

Except for the wails of the wounded, all the Sultans were beaten out of temper and just waited quietly for their fate to be announced.

"According to the Pharaoh's constitution, I should put you all to death." There was no emotion in Immorton's indifferent voice, and the Sudanese who heard this were obviously anxious, but they had already experienced failure, and they still chose to suffer silently in anxiety.

A person is not afraid of arrogance, he is afraid of arrogance.

These Sudanese in front of them have just experienced a rout. Their bones were undoubtedly broken, and some even felt that death might be a good option.

"You want to choose death?" Immorton looked at the silent crowd with a grim smile on his face: "No, that's too cheap for you. As High Priest, I have decided to excuse you from death and toil in this Hamnata until you die, as a sign of guilt towards Pharaoh! ”

There was silence, and many Sudanese bowed their heads as if their souls were dead. There is no desire for "life" in their eyes, nor is there any fear of death, and what remains here is a shell.

"Your Highness the High Priest, these people have been scared!" Several of the priests who followed Immorton chuckled in low voices, as if they were watching a group of monkeys.

"Take them down and continue building the pyramids of the pharaohs." Immorton looked at these people, and he had no intention of having fun, and shook his hand in disgust.

At Immorton's orders, a pair of slaves were quickly escorted to the quarry and the shed, under the watchful eye of the kobold.

Immorton watched it all coldly, and when he turned his head, he met Ansuna's gaze.

As soon as they looked at each other's eyes, the ice on Immorton's face disappeared in an instant. And although Ansuna's face under the veil was expressionless, the hot gaze in her eyes made Immorton overjoyed.

"Princess Ansuna, hot water has been prepared in the palace," Immorton said in a low voice, as if asking for advice.

"Send me over, Lord Immorton." Before Immorton could finish his words, Ansuna had already taken off her veil and smiled like a hundred flowers blooming.

"Yes, beautiful princess!" Immorton's eyes were wide and round, and his eyes were full of surprise, not looking at a guard in the distance, who was watching it all with scrutinizing eyes.

"Sure enough, there is adultery, and if there is no adultery, it is also necessary to develop the rhythm of adultery!" The guard, with scrutiny in his gaze, had the face of an ancient Egyptian. The only difference was that the other guards were too far away to hear Immorton and Ansuna's conversation, but the guard listened attentively with a slight smile on his face.

"Canmore, what are you doing, hurry up and clean up the battlefield!" A low roar interrupted the alternative's guard's musings.

"You're calling me?" The offbeat guard frowned slightly, and turned his head without moving, watching Immorton and the priest walk away.

"Of course it's you, Canmore, what are you doing?" A strong man armed with a bloody scimitar strode across the sea of corpses and blood, and roared angrily: "Go and clean up the battlefield, I don't want to say it a second time." I noticed you just when I was fighting. You coward, you haven't even killed a single person, it's a shame for a warrior! ”

The strong man shook the blood stains on the scimitar, while the alternative guard smiled disdainfully and raised his head suddenly: "Look into my eyes"

"What?" The strong man raised his head for unknown reasons, and his eyes were a pair of eyes without eyes

In the western part of the Hamna Tower, there is a splendid temple.

This splendid palace is imposing, and the whole layout is incompatible with the pyramids in the city, full of luxury and magnificence.

And the most shocking thing is that outside the door of this hall, the person standing is not an ordinary guard, but a priest in a white robe.

Twenty white-robed priests stood quietly outside the gate of the palace. There was only one person in all of Egypt who could command the priests, and there was only one place where the priests could guard the gates. That is the palace of the High Priest Immorton, the caretaker of the dead in the Tower of Hamna.

"High Priest of Immorton, didn't you say that the palace was ready? Why did you bring me to you? In the luxurious High Priest's Palace, Ansuna, dressed in a golden gauze robe, crossed her fingers, and there was a faint smile on her delicate face that was not concealed.

"Your Royal Highness, I have a natural swimming pool in my palace. Your skin is so beautiful, if you wash it with spring water, it will definitely be more lubricated! Immorton hurriedly explained, under Ansuna's smile.

Ansuna looked at Immorton motionlessly, and when Immorton who had been watching it panicked, she smiled: "Immorton, you are so heroic today"

As Ansuna spoke, she gently walked over to Immorton's side, ran a finger across his chest, and asked in a low voice, "I know what you're thinking, yes, I know." But I don't know what you're waiting for, there's no one else here! ”

Ansuna's gaze looked at Immorton, who secretly swallowed his saliva, and everything was silent.

yes, there's no one else here, so what are you waiting for.

ps

Lao Long has been accompanying patients in the hospital these days, and the update is not very stable, please understand.