The blood-dripping sack was thrown to the ground, and the hair-soaked scalp slid out of the mouth, and a disgusting stench hit the face.

Groups of soldiers returned, all bringing back the scalp of their target, and Montezuma III glanced at the time and saw that it had only been more than forty minutes.

The mission was successfully completed, and early tomorrow morning, the news of the violent death of the prime minister, the city magistrate and other important ministers of the kingdom at home will spread, and it is conceivable that what kind of turbulence will be caused, Montezuma III does not care.

Eradicating the ministers is the only way to strengthen the country.

Even if a considerable number of these important ministers were personally hand-drawn when he ascended the throne, he would not hesitate to do so!

"You're doing a great job." Montezuma III looked at the soldiers in front of him and said, "I have prepared a reward for you. ”

Legion Commander Custard said, "Send it to our tribe." ”

"Okay."

Without the hindrance of the prime minister, city magistrate, and others, Montezuma III's policies could be fully implemented, which was also the first step in the rise of their descendants of the sun god.

Tonatich had agreed to his request and was willing to surrender his forces and arm his soldiers, so that the Aztec Empire would have the confidence to confront the United States of Citi.

Montezuma III firmly believed that the sun god Tonatih was the most powerful, more powerful than the old gods of Nereida and Asis, and this was indeed the case.

As long as Tonatich makes a move, the Aztec Empire will surely defeat the United States of Citi and regain the lost land!

Nothing can stop him

This time, the sun god is closer to them!

Following.

As the sun rises, the bodies of the prime minister and the city official are found in the bedroom, and as soon as the news spreads, it immediately causes panic, the imperial prime minister is second only to the king's important minister!

Even if they died in their own homes, what could not happen?

Soon the magistrate cordoned off the scene and reported the news to Montezuma III, who pretended to be completely unaware of it, and looked shocked as if it were substance, and it took him a long time to come to his senses and order the city to be blocked, and the army was dispatched to hunt down the murderer.

The drunkard did not mean to drink, Montezuma III wanted to take the opportunity to find the murderer and splash dirty water on the heads of Goncharov and others, so that not only would there be a reason to expel and judge them, but also the mouth of the Doomsday Party

Kill three birds with one stone!

Now is not the time to turn the other cheek with the Doomsday Party, and when the training of his new army is completed, he will not need the help of the Doomsday Party.

Montezuma III had already planned the future of the empire, and he was not at ease with the matter of dispatching troops, and he had to let his son Huna go in person.

Prince Huna did not live up to Montezuma III's expectations, and soon led his army to blockade the city, forbidding anyone to enter or leave, and then came to the palace to resume his life.

"Father, what are we going to do next?"

"I want you to go to the scene of the crime and index the line to the mission of the Church of Truth and make them hold them accountable." Montezuma III said: "You can capture them, but you can't harm their lives, the Aztec Empire can't turn against the Church of Truth now, you have to keep them safe." ”

If it weren't for the orders of the Doomsday, Montezuma III would never have attacked the mission of the Church of Truth, and he would have liked to join the Northern Alliance and have the support of the kingdoms of Windsor and the Romanovs!

But the Doomsday Party does not allow him to have private contact with the Truth Church, and at present, the Aztec Empire cannot get rid of the control of the Doomsday Party, and the important ministers of the Empire who died last night are all non-members of the Doomsday Party.

As long as it can survive this difficult time safely, the Aztec Empire will be able to usher in a period of rapid development, and when the training of the new army is completed, it will be able to get rid of the Doomsday Party and become completely independent!

Huna turned and walked towards the door, suddenly paused, looked at the figure walking into the hall, and froze.

"Mr. Russell, why are you here?"

"Shouldn't I have come when something so big happened?"

Russell has long black hair, a delicate face like a girl, light makeup, a long dress, and even her voice is as ethereal as a girl, but Huna calls him sir.

This is just one of Russell's many appearances, and it is also his favorite to use, no one knows what he looks like, and Gospel Russell never shows his true face, often changing his appearance.

With a delicate face, a slender and delicate body, he looked harmless to humans and animals, but Montezuma III tensed his body and subconsciously entered a defensive posture.

"Your Majesty, why did you kill the Prime Minister?"

Russell didn't talk nonsense and asked straight to the point: "I need a reason." ”

"They won't do my bidding." Montezuma III gave the reason that had been prepared for a long time: "I have ordered that the missions of the Church of Truth be forbidden to enter, but they have secretly let people into the city, which cannot be tolerated. ”

"Oh, because they disobeyed His Majesty's orders, His Majesty is going to kill them, right?"

"I'm on a mission from the Doomsday Party."

Hearing this, Russell suddenly smiled, his smile was soft, as if gurgling water, gentle and innocent, but Montezuma III's heart tightened, with his understanding of Russell, when he smiled, it was often fatal.

"Yes, that's right, the mission of the Doomsday Party." Russell kept nodding: "Because the negotiations between the Doomsday Party and the Church of Truth broke down, you have to expel them. and even intends to place the blame on them"

"Am I wrong?"

"You're right, you really should give the Church of Truth some hardship, and don't let them think that the Doomsday Party is easy to bully."

Russell put away his smile: "But I don't remember that I gave the task of prohibiting the mission from entering the city, Your Majesty, isn't this your own decision?" ”

Montezuma III frowned: "You clearly said that you would make the Church of Truth pay the price for their arrogance, why, did the plan change?" ”

"The plan has never changed, except that the Church of Truth's refusal to cooperate with the Doomsday Party is an unexpected exception that disrupts our rhythm."

Russell said lightly: "It's nothing, originally the Doomsday Party planned to take a back seat, temporarily avoid the edge, and use the Church of Truth to block the Apocalypse Divine System." ”

"The Aztec Empire is our base, if you expel the mission and prohibit the Church of Truth from developing in the Aztec Empire, how can we use them to block the Apocalypse Divine System?"

"The Church of Truth sent a small mission, and it made you go on a rampage and kill a number of important ministers of the Empire, what should you do if the Apocalypse Divine Army overwhelms the realm?"

In the face of Russell's repeated questions, Montezuma III's eyes sank and he was silent.

The angle is different, the way of looking at the problem is also different, he doesn't want to use the Church of Truth to block the Apocalypse God System at all, the reason is very simple, one more force to enter, the sovereignty of the Aztec Empire will be more threatened, then the Truth Church and the Doomsday Party will join forces to block the Apocalypse God System and advance and retreat together, should the Aztec Empire be honest and obey orders, or rise up to resist?

From the standpoint of Montezuma III, it is a good idea to kick out the Doomsday Party and cooperate with the Truth Church; Kicking out the Church of Truth and cooperating with the Doomsday Party is also a good plan; Only the Doomsday Party cooperates with the Truth Church to jointly block the Apocalypse in the Aztec Empire, which is not a good plan!

For this, the expulsion of the mission of the Church of Truth is necessary.

Only in this way can the Doomsday Party be forced to use all its strength and fight with the Apocalypse God Department to defeat both sides, and then the new army will probably be able to complete its training, and the opportunity for the Aztec Empire to get rid of the Doomsday Party will come.

As if to see through Montezuma III's thoughts, Russell changed the subject: "Your Majesty, I heard that you secretly trained an army?" ”

"No, where did you hear that?"

"If not, who did you send to assassinate the important ministers of the empire last night, Your Majesty?"

Montezuma III didn't know how to answer, he had no room for quibbling, and Russell was clearly prepared.

"I think they should be in that direction."

Looking around, Russell suddenly walked towards the small door leading to the back courtyard of the palace, and Montezuma III hurriedly followed, and Huna also chased after him.

"Mr. Russell Russell!"

Just as he was approaching the backyard, Montezuma III finally couldn't help it: "Wait! ”

"Your Majesty, is there anything wrong with you?"

"I'd like to ask for your opinion on the next steps"

Montezuma III relented, and in order to protect his soldiers, he had to compromise with Russell.

But Russell didn't buy it, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you are the right person, but before answering your question, I think someone should bear the anger of the people." ”

"Anger? What anger do they have? ”

"Shouldn't there be an explanation for the sudden death of an important minister of the empire overnight? Your Majesty, you have always wanted to create a prosperous era, and a prosperous era without the rule of law can be regarded as a prosperous era? ”

Russell said quietly, "If you make a mistake, you should be punished." ”

Montezuma III's voice trembled a little: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Your Majesty, of course you are right, but the soldiers who have committed heinous crimes must be put to death."

With that, Russell walked into the backyard and saw the soldiers in training, with a smile on his face even worse, and he clapped his hands to gather the soldiers and read out the 'trial of crimes'.

Even if the trial is just Russell's own opinion, it makes Montezuma III's heart cold, he does not have the strength to compete with the Doomsday Party at present, unless he seeks refuge in Tonatich, but Tonatich will not expose himself in front of the Doomsday Party.

"Mr. Russell, listen to me, they followed my orders to assassinate the Prime Minister, and this matter is my fault, please. Please let them go."

Faced with Montezuma III's almost pleading suggestion, Russell looked indifferent: "No, they must die, Your Majesty, you will give the order to kill them." ”

"I can't do it!"

Montezuma III's body trembled, and he turned his head to look at the soldiers, all of them looked so familiar, he could call them by name, know which tribe they came from, and even the situation at home.

Gritting his teeth, Montezuma III suddenly fell to one knee, grabbed Russell's right hand, and bowed his head to kiss the back of his fingers, a symbol of submission, and a king made such a move, as if he had abandoned his majesty and self-esteem.

"Your Majesty, you should know that the more this happens, the more they will die."

Russell withdrew his hand expressionlessly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the back of his fingers, and said in a cold voice: "Without the Doomsday Party, the Aztec Empire would have perished a long time ago, and I didn't even have this self-awareness, you disappointed me so much, it was not me who killed these soldiers, but Your Majesty yourself." ”

"You should be glad that the trespassing of training soldiers without permission is intended to rebel, and I am only executing these soldiers to give you a small warning."

"I understand, I understand, it's my fault, they're innocent," said Montezuma III, pale, "and I'll disperse them and let them go home, as long as they live."

Huna saw the undignified appearance of Montezuma III, and so did the soldiers.

"Your Majesty!"

The familiar voice shook Montezuma III's body, and he turned his head to meet the Legion Commander Custard's eyes.

Custard looked at him and shook his head slowly, as if to remind Montezuma III of his dignity as a king.

Their eyes intersected, and a thousand words were uttered in an instant, and Custard did not remind, but looked to the north, to the former homeland.

In the next second, Custard suddenly pulled out the dagger and inserted it diagonally into his left chest.

The sharp blade cut through the skin and pierced the heart, and in an instant, Custard's lips turned white from lack of blood, and he trembled his hands, pulled down the bone chain around his neck, and handed it to Montezuma III: "Please bring it back to my tribe"

The body fell to the ground and stopped breathing, and just after Custard died, the soldiers drew their weapons and committed suicide en masse.

Thump!

Thump!

One body after another fell, and Montezuma III stared blankly, his heart was like a knife, as if he had been drained of his spirit, and the whole person quickly grew old.

The sun shone on his body, but it couldn't warm his heart, and he finally understood the meaning of his father's dying words.

God is too far away from them, and the devil is too close to them.

Russell killed not only the Custard soldiers, but also Montezuma III, who wanted revenge.

The heart is like ashes, clouded with a haze of despair.

Russell glanced at the corpse on the ground with disgust, and left the backyard without looking back, Huna hurriedly stepped forward to help Montezuma III, but Montezuma III's body was like a puddle of mud, and he couldn't help him.

"Father! Father! Your Majesty! ”

Huna shouted, "You are the king!" It's the king! Custard took the initiative to commit suicide, but they don't want you to give up the dignity of the king! That's exactly what Russell wanted to see! If you slump, Custard they will die in vain! ”

No matter how much Huna tried to persuade him, Montezuma III did not respond, and sat on the ground, his eyes blank.

It was also at this time that a pair of eyes slowly poked out on the wall outside the courtyard, staring at Montezuma III, and when he saw that Montezuma III had become a waste, he shrank back contentedly.

However, Russell did not see Montezuma III's right hand holding the bone chain, and the force was so great that the sharp bone chain pierced deep into the palm of his hand, and blood continued to drip down.

(End of chapter)