Chapter 827: Coming to an End
The pit was about to be dug, and Govinda thought that he was doomed, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, things would take a turn for the better.
The Willantes called them to the port for a fair trial, and the earth-colored face suddenly glowed rosy again.
The Rat God is on top!
There are also the Goddess of the Silver Moon, the Spirit of the Sand Sea, and the God of the Great Horned Deer!
He finally waited for his Blue Sky Lord!
"I haven't killed a Willant!"
He smirked at the people next to him and showed off, as if he had once again pressed the right treasure on the table of fate.
And in contrast to the "kind-hearted" man, some of the men who were digging the pit were still dead as if the news of the forgiveness had nothing to do with them, and they were still there shoveling the red clay with shovels.
Those men had strips of cloth wrapped around their arms, and they thought that they owed a blood debt that night.
Govinda snickered in her heart, and then despised the thugs for having no brains, not as cunning and clever as herself.
He returned the shovel to the bucket cart and hurried out of the land of right and wrong, following the crowding procession. As for the deaf who did not hear, after being taught the butt of the gun, they also joined the ranks.
On the way to the square, he strode with his head held high, only to wince as he passed by the Willant soldiers, and seemed less conspicuous.
But the Willantes didn't bother to look at him, just kept a gun in their hands and watched the crowd.
Finally reaching the square, Govinda was thrilled to see the man smoking a cigar.
McLaen didn't talk nonsense, just let the subordinate next to him announce the new "rules of the game".
Although it had been foretold once before coming here, when all the rules and details were officially announced, the crowd at the scene could not help but stir.
Some of those who understood already had worry on their faces, but there were also those who were in high spirits and those who were crying with joy.
For example, Govinda.
He had written his "piety" to the people of Willant on his face, and when he heard this "fair and just" rule, he couldn't wait to give this officer with a straight waist.
Standing next to General McClown, Rose frowned slightly.
"Isn't 10,000 too little?"
The expression on McLean's face didn't change, he just tilted his face sideways and said unhurriedly.
"It's just bait to stir up their blood, lest all of them point to one person and fool them. I can even bet you that there must be more than 10,000 people who die in the end. β
As he spoke, he pulled out his matching gun, fired a "snap" shot into the sky, and said loudly as he looked at the frightened crowd.
"So, what are you waiting for? Wait for me to help you choose who should die? This is your last chance! Hand over the thugs that night, we have revenge, we have revenge, we have revenge, and only kill the damned part. β
The air was quiet for a while, and no one spoke.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I feel that the people around me are like comrades-in-arms and enemies, and they want to say something, but they are afraid that others will speak first.
McClen didn't talk nonsense, and waved his hand directly.
"If you don't have one, go back and keep digging."
The sound was like a match thrown into an oil drum, instantly igniting people's desire to survive.
The first to speak was a dark, thin man, with his tanned spicy red skin apparently working on the docks.
"I say! I say! β
The moment he shouted this, his index finger immediately pointed to the side of Gowenda, who was "eager to try", and raised his voice and shouted.
"This guy belongs to the Heavenly King Army!"
Govinda's eyes widened, like a goldfish on the shore, his eyes bulging out of his sockets, his chest rising and falling violently, and cold sweat bursting out in a flash.
"You! You're spewing blood! I swear to the Rat God! I haven't killed a single Willant! I haven't killed a single one of those bandaged guns! β
That's not lying.
He said it with a clear conscience.
He's done bad things, like sleeping with a widow, but he's never killed a Willant.
After all, he was scared when he saw the big nose, how could he point his gun at them.
That evening was indeed his first battle, and he was forced to do it, but with his marksmanship, it was not bad if he didn't hit his own people, how could he hit the guards guarding the port.
If memory serves, those people were blown away by an exploding truck.
To say that he is a thug is definitely to wronged a good person!
However, the Willantes had no intention of interfering in the trial, and watched them dog-eat-dog with playful eyes.
Including Rose, who felt that the punishment was too light before, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a sneer.
What a bunch of filthy guys.
Is this the kind of stuff in Borneo?
If it weren't for that ancient contract, the Legion would not have been allowed to expand to the east of the Great Desert, and the colonies of the Southern Legion would have stopped at Eternal Night Harbor, and this fat cake would not have been tasted by the laymen of the civilian clique.
The shouting people didn't care about Govinda's justification, they had consciously distanced themselves from him, and there was a circle of vacancy beside him, hiding away from the scum.
They don't know this guy.
But it is just right not to recognize.
The death of a stranger who has nothing to do with it has the least guilt in the heart.
But not everyone didn't know Govinda, and there were still one or two of his men mixed in the crowd.
Suddenly, someone shouted.
"He is not only a soldier of the Heavenly King, but also a ten-captain!"
When this loud voice sounded, the crowd was in an uproar, and even a few of the Willant soldiers standing at the edge of the crowd looked at Govinda twice.
And Govinda, who was still fighting with his tongue, stopped his heart even more violently when he heard the voice, his whole face was like ashes, and his tongue was knotted.
That's right......
He was a captain of ten.
He almost forgot, but someone helped him think about it.
Looking at the port like a vegetable market, McClan shouted impatiently.
"What is the commotion like, raise your hands to vote!"
One by one, they raised their hands in unison, and some people didn't want to raise their hands, but when they saw that the people around them raised their hands, they could only silently chant their sins and raise their hands as well.
If you don't raise your hand at this time, you will be targeted by the people next to you and become the next target to be knocked down.
And whether he says it is true or half-true, it is not worth putting one's life on the line for a rotten person.
Being alive is the number one priority.
That's what almost everyone who raised their hands thought.
This time Govinda was utterly desperate.
He didn't even resist, he didn't struggle, he just stood in the middle of the stage vacated by the rats, and let the Willant soldiers come and carry him out like a chicken and throw him aside.
"Be honest!" The Willant glared at him viciously and warned him not to run away.
In fact, there is no need to warn at all.
Govinda had no idea of running away, just stood there as if she had lost her soul.
He couldn't figure out why people were identifying him.
He wasn't really a good guy, but he did fight for the freedom of the survivors of Westsail Harbor.
It is strange why they listened to the Willantes, digging those pits in the suburbs, and then identifying each other here, and constantly enduring humiliation.
Why can't they unite and unite again to get rid of the slave owners!
But it's too late to tell.
It's all over......
No!
Wait a minute! And that's not all!
Govinda suddenly remembered that he was a ten-captain, and he was reminded by others!
How did you forget such an important thing?!
With one last glimmer of hope, he looked at the Willant soldiers watching them as if he were grasping at a life-saving straw, squeezing a stiff smile out of his desperate face.
"Wait, wait, sir! I, I'm going to be recognized! β
"They say I'm a ten-master, and yes, I am a ten-master! But I can swear to you that I've never touched a single Willant from start to finish! I, I have evidence of an alibi that night! β
ββ¦β¦ But my twelve subordinates can't be said to be good, I am a strong man who was pulled into the team by the ducks, and I can't control these real villains. I'm an honest person, but they can't do anything! β
Pete, who looked at him, was stunned for a moment, and after listening to this set of words, the cigarette butt in his mouth almost fell off.
Unsure of what to do, Pete picked up the walkie-talkie and first asked his superiors, then took out a sticky note and marker, and handed it to the guy.
"Name, write it down."
Thinking that he had been given a chance to be lenient, Govinda took the thing in surprise, but soon remembered that he could not write, so he said with trepidation.
"Great, my lord, I can't write...... But, but they're all people who live nearby, and I know where their home is! β
Pete, biting the cigarette butt, gave him a disgusted look, too lazy to talk nonsense, and took back the pen and paper in his hand.
"Read, I'll write."
"Okay, okay! Thank you. Not daring to hesitate, Govinda nodded and smiled, but the corners of his mouth turned up to reveal the joy in his heart, as if the gun was back in his hand.
He wrote down all the names, not only the twelve people in the team, but also the other people in the team whose names he could name, and found twenty of them.
These twenty are proper treacherous evils, and I think I should be able to exchange him for an honest man.
Govinda thought to herself.
The soldier took the list and went to the harbor and handed it to General McClown.
McLaren didn't even look at it, and directly asked the soldier to follow the process and read out the names on the list.
If the person whose name is being recited is in this group of people, there will always be someone who knows him next to him, and he will naturally "cut the table" and draw a line with him and push this person out of the crowd.
Then there is the public trial, where everyone on the scene decides whether they are guilty or not.
The end result was obvious, and those people were all pulled out of the crowd by the Willantes without exception.
Looking at the panicked faces that had been taken out of the crowd, Govinda's face showed a smile of relief and joy.
But soon he couldn't laugh anymore.
The Willantes had no intention of letting him go, and he waited for a long time without waiting for a pardon to be released.
Don't......
Do they have to wait until before the execution to secretly release themselves?
The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, but he was still comforting himself.
It will definitely be released, but the timing and method must be particular, after all, you must give an explanation to those who have identified you.
Wouldn't it be a joke to let yourself go in front of other people?
However, just when he was so fantasizing in his heart, a woman who was brought out of the crowd made him panic instantly.
That's exactly what his "alibi" is - to the widow of the doorman!
The woman who usually speaks in a low voice, always speaks softly and thinly, and no one dares to offend, but at the moment she is crying heartbreakingly and howling.
I don't know if it's because she is about to die, or because the humiliation that chased after her has torn off the last bit of her dignity.
"I know that dang woman! The man found a new concubine just a few months after he died! β
"Phew! Shameless thing, it's still those bandits with cloth wrapped around their arms! β
"I saw with my own eyes that the people of the Heavenly King's Army went to her house!"
"It's the Govinda, I've seen it too, and I think he gave her a dinar as a bounty!"
"You're there too?"
"How is that possible! Me, I saw it out the window! If you don't believe it, if you go to her house and search it, you will definitely find it! β
"It's dirty money snatched from the port!"
"Kill her! Avenge the dead Wilantes! β
Revenge for the Willantes......
That moment.
Govinda felt like the world was spinning, and he forgot to breathe.
Although he was still standing on this port, he suddenly felt that he had been buried in the earth a long, long time ago......
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Looking at the 3,000 people who were pushed out in the end, the far-sighted eagle was speechless for a while.
Boy......
Ten thousand people went directly to three-tenths!
He is desperately bargaining for these people, but these people are desperately killing their own people.
The remaining 7,000 people should not have many fish that slipped through the net.
Hoping to escape this kind of judgment by huddle or other means is simply trying to eat fart.
At this point, let alone those who are not kings, as long as they dare to jump out, they are all ordered without exception, and the only ones who can survive are those who have survived to the extreme from beginning to end.
That is, raise your hand without hesitation when you should raise your hand, and shut up without hesitation when you should shut up, silently remembering that you are a dead person, completely integrating into the rabble around you, and not being remembered by anyone, so that you can put it to death and come back to life.
As for the more than 3,000 that were singled out, as he expected, there were obviously those who were wrongly killed.
And there are no less.
For example, a couple of young men in their early twenties, and a widow in her 20s......
Seeing that McClen glanced at himself meaningfully, the far-sighted eagle heart did not pay attention to his provocation, but just silently recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha in his heart.
Three thousand is always less than ten thousand.
Besides, this is originally a matter between the legion and the empire, and if you are really in a hurry, the empire should be in a hurry.
From the standpoint of an outsider, he has done everything he can do.
After all, there is nothing wrong with the task handover......
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The news of the army's landing in Xifan Harbor soon spread throughout Shizhou, and the record of killing 30,000 people in three days also quickly reached the ears of all units of the Heavenly King Army.
This news undoubtedly poured a basin of cold water on the heads of the soldiers of the Heavenly King Army who had just broken the city.
The Legion is over!
Although most of the Heavenly Soldiers were surprised and didn't pay much attention to it, some sober people panicked.
For example, Eudono.
He was a lion, but he was not a nobleman, and even because of his poor background, he was sold to a nobleman's estate when he was young, and he lost his freedom.
Although he was not arranged to pick cotton on the plantation because of his noble surname, and was taught reading and writing and aristocratic etiquette by the noble lord, his childhood experience still filled him with hatred for the unequal system of the Xilan Empire.
Later, he was recommended to enter the military academy established by the legion to aid the empire, and studied military knowledge under General McKellen, which gave him the ambition to overthrow the empire.
It is precisely for this reason that when Yanusz shouted the slogan of abolition of slavery and division of land, he almost did not hesitate to respond to his call, became one of the first local army officers to defect, and stabbed Grand Duke Sanjay in the back.
Although for some reason, Yanusz did not trust those who came to him halfway, but this seemed to be an exception for him.
After joining the Heavenly King's Army, he not only became the commander of the army, but was also left by Yanush as a "military advisor".
But just when he was full of ambition, he heard bad news from the west.
As an officer trained by the Willantes, he was well aware of how strong the Legion was in combat.
This power is not only reflected on the battlefield, but also outside the battlefield.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Willantes are a race born for war, and their system is designed for war.
With the strength of the Heavenly King Army, which "doesn't even have a stable logistics supply line", it has no chance of winning against those guys at all.
Thinking of what the Heavenly King's Army had done in Xifan Harbor before, the more Yudono thought about it, the more frightened he became, and finally couldn't help but find Yanush to discuss a solution.
However, after hearing his concerns, Yanush laughed out loud and comforted him in turn.
"Don't be too naΓ―ve, there are only interests between countries, and morality is a private matter. The people in Xifan Harbor have been killed, can they still survive? β
After a pause, he continued in a slow, coherent voice.
"What's more, I have already left Xifan Harbor to them to vent their anger, even if they kill one and lose a hundred, six or seven hundred thousand people are definitely enough to calm the anger of the legion."
"At least for the big guys, it's enough to give their supporters an account."
There was no surveillance that night, and it wasn't too difficult to push the blame on the dead.
As long as a person is dead, who will remember what he has done?
Those who want to keep some of the Willantes as hostages are the real cowards and stupid!
Is there a difference between killing 1,000 people and killing 3,000 people?
At least in Yanush's opinion, there is no difference.
Damn people will eventually die even if they don't even dare to provoke a fly, and if they don't want to die, they have to prove that they have the value of living!
As long as they can replace the empire and conquer the heavenly capital, they will have the value of being co-opted by the legion!
Kept as a hostage?
What a joke!
Is he doing kidnapping?
Objectively speaking, his subordinates are indeed full of guys who only have a mess in their heads, lacking a clear program and interest appeals, but as a heavenly king, he has them!
What he's going to do is rebellion!
It's subversive!
It's usurpation!
He must use the dirtiest charges to tie everyone to his chariot, so that they can only dare to bet that they can win in the end, otherwise no one will want to survive!
As for the evaluation and reckoning of history, that was after the fall of his new empire.
Now even Xi Lan is still breathing a sigh of relief, which round will someone else settle his problem!
Now is his time, and it is time for him to settle the knot for Xilan's sins, including the Empire's persecution of the Moon Clan and so on!
As long as they win in the end, the uprising in Saifan Harbor is a glorious change!
Hearing Yanush's words, a drop of cold sweat instantly crossed Yudno's forehead standing in front of him.
Most of his ruthless attacks on Yanusz turned a blind eye, after all, how can there be bloodless change?
However, after hearing this guy's words, his heart still couldn't help but tremble.
This guy ......
I had already thought about it from the beginning, and I wanted to use those six or seven hundred thousand people to bury more than 3,000 Willant residents!
What the hell is a human being in this guy's eyes?!
Livestock?
How could the phrase "liberate the slaves of the Borneo provinces" come out of his mouth.
And everyone, including myself, actually believed it!
Yudor finally remembered the things that he had chosen to forget.
This includes the piles of bones that lay at the gates, and those who were taken into the account by Janush to play with, or who were given to his subordinates......
Suddenly, his back was covered with sweat, and his voice trembled unconsciously.
"But what if, in the interests of the Willantes, we all want to die......"
Yanusz pursed the corners of his lips disdainfully.
"That kind of probability is not impossible, but the alliance and the enterprise and the academy will not sit idly by and watch the legion continue to expand eastward for any reason, this is the bottom line they fought in the last war, even the legion has to seriously consider the benefits and risks of crossing the red line."
"And you might as well guess why the Willantes who landed didn't march any further, because they couldn't have guessed what we left for them? Even if they can't guess, those soft eggs of the city defense army don't have long mouths themselves. β
"I even dare to tell you that this time it must be more than just a centurion or a thousand-sized front-line officer, there must be a real big man with him."
"That guy knows very well in his heart, maybe he has already used the chips we left him to play!"
He could even guess that this matter had not yet reached Triumph City, and was detained at some point along the way.
Someone is waiting for his results.
Although he didn't know who that adult was, he could be sure that the only way to survive was to fight the heavens!
Thinking that it was almost time to rest for the day, Janusz slapped his knee with his right hand, got up from the chair of the City Lord's Mansion, and stared at his subordinates standing at the door of the room and commanded.
"Pass my order and let the Lion King, the Horse King, the Leopard King, the Tiger King, and the Ox King go to the Niuzhou border to assemble!"
"At the same time, I will send another order to all my subordinates, and leave immediately! Attack the Heavenly Capital! β
"Yes!" The officer immediately gave a military salute and ran down in a hurry.
Walking up to the sweaty strategist, Yanusz smiled pleasantly and patted him lightly on the shoulder.
ββ¦β¦ The Lion City will be handed over to you, this is our big rear, and before we receive good news, guard it for me! β
Is this my own vote?
The Celestial Army is not an ordinary army, but an avalanche caused by an earthquake.
Where does this kind of army have any rear, and the morale and supplies are all up to grabs along the way!
As for the Lion City......
If it sounds good, it's a big rear, and if it's ugly, it's a stone at the foot of the legion.
Like the city defense army in Xifan Port, they were all left behind to "break off"!
Yudno, who has come to his senses, now understands everything.
He should have guessed that this cunning fellow didn't trust himself so easily, and he finally understood the reason why he promoted himself to be the captain of the Ten Thousand Forces.
This guy is sure that he has no way out.
Just at the pile of heads at the city gate, he couldn't and didn't have a chance to surrender.
Swallowing with difficulty, even if Yudor was reluctant in his heart, he could only nod his stiff head and take the hot potato.
"Yes......"
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At the same time that the Heavenly King's army was marching eastward, the royal family of the Xilan Empire issued a summons for the "Northern Hunting" non-stop after urgently "mobilizing" the conscripts in Shizhou.
The summons were sloppy and even perfunctory.
To put it simply, His Majesty has not been to the northern states for a long time, so let the grand dukes from all over the northern state prepare the palaces where His Majesty will stay and the expenses of his family's servants and so on.
However, the summons was written like this, but at this juncture of war and chaos, everyone from the top to the bottom of the heavens could see what His Majesty's real intention was in issuing this edict.
The three states of Dog, Sheep, and Bird in the north were in a hurry by this summons, and they didn't expect His Majesty the Emperor to come, so they really prepared for it.
As for Huzhou and Leopard Prefecture in the east, they are all wealthy lords who have raised their own eyeliner in the heavenly capital.
As soon as he heard the edict, the local warlord sent a telegram to the court with great court, and the telegram could be summed up as follows: "Your Majesty is coming to me! "Your Majesty, run to me!" β
Even Mammoth Prefecture, which was facing the Gray Wolf Army, was in the air, and then sent a telegram to Tiandu - "Your Majesty look at me, I have elephants here."
As for the southernmost Snake State, since it was the bottom of the empire's finances, it knew that His Majesty would not come, so it did not say anything.
Although Xiangzhou in the central part of the country is still rich, after all, it is on the edge of Niuzhou, and it is it that Niuzhou loses the next one, so the local nobles are silent.
And in some parts of Lowell State, which is managed by the warlords of Huzhou and Leopard State, the nominal state capital is still in the port of Jingallen, and there is not even a governor, so they also did not say a word and continued to work on the sewing machine.
Of course, it was impossible for Wu Camel to listen to the flickering of the warlords in the east, but he didn't really run to the north, but played a trick and played a hand of "sounding north and attacking east".
He first asked a team of men and horses to escort the prince and the harem concubines out of the north gate.
As for himself, he secretly sneaked out of the east gate with the queen, the concubine, the prince who had no inheritance rights, and a group of servants and henchmen, and boarded the royal merchant ship waiting by the Yongliu River.
The eggs can't all be put in one basket, and although the witch camel who left the palace breathed a sigh of relief, he also tragically prepared for the worst in his heart.
If he dies or is taken away while passing through the warlord's territory, the throne is inherited by the crown prince who actually went to the "Northern Hunt".
But fortunately, the Xilan Empire still has a breath of breath in the end, and it is not really dead.
Even though the majesty of the royal family has been swept away, no one dares to stop this royal merchant ship with the green bottom double sword flag and the royal insignia on its way to the port of Golden Gallen.
This is true even in warlord-controlled waters.
Maybe those warlords didn't expect that their majesty would really run to their side.
In this way, after two days and two nights of sailing, the witch camel with apprehension finally slipped into the land full of humiliation as a "stowaway".
And at this moment, most of the residents of the port of Golden Gallen do not know that their "respectful" Emperor Majesty has come to see them on a ship......
(End of chapter)