Captain Zhao is indeed a master, three times five divided by two, the attacking demon suppression soldiers died in an instant, and they were injured.

He was so fast, so fierce, so resolute that I didn't even have time to make a move, and the fight was over.

A man with broken legs was lying on the ground struggling desperately, he tried to take out the bazooka that had fallen on the ground, but was kicked by Captain Zhao and flew out upside down.

He climbed quickly with his hands, but his eyes were full of tears, and he yelled: "Zhao Civic! Why don't you die! Why don't you die! ”

"How did you become like this!"

Zhao Civic stepped over, stepped on the face of the demon soldier, and said, "How many of you still have it?" Where are they hidden? ”

The man was trampled and screamed, unable to speak.

The narrator shouted, "Captain Zhao! Let's go back! ”

"We are the demons of Middle-earth, and we are the guardians of the people. As long as you turn back, you will still be our captain! ”

"Follow the old gods, that's selling your soul!"

My face changed suddenly.

This Captain Zhao turned out to be the captain of the Secret Bureau before!

These demon suppressors were his former subordinates.

Captain Zhao smiled: "Turn back? I would like to exhort you to believe in the great corruptors of the world. ”

"In a word, as long as you are willing to do it with me, we will still be good brothers in the future!"

The demon suppressor who was trampled under his feet roared angrily, grabbed Zhao Civic's ankle with both hands, and wanted to knock him to the ground.

But the sword flickered, and the arms of the demon suppressor were cut in two, and blood gushed out.

The demon soldier was so brave that even though his legs and arms were broken, he still opened his bloody mouth to bite him.

It's just that Zhao Civic was wearing Martin boots, he bit on the hard cowhide, and said vaguely: "He has been contaminated by the soul!" ”

"He's not our captain anymore!"

Zhao Civic kicked out, and the demon soldier burst into the brain and flew out far away.

He said impatiently, "I repeat, I am not tainted by the soul. ”

"On the contrary, you have been brainwashed by Middle-earth. I know you want to save the inhabitants here, but have you ever thought that they need you to save them? ”

"Come on, tie them up!"

Immediately, someone rushed up, tied up the remaining four demon suppressors, and hung them high on the flagpole next to the square.

The four demon suppressors were scarred and dying.

Some drooped their heads, as if they had resigned themselves to their fate. Some eyebrows are angry and scolding.

Zhao Ciwei looked at them with a smile, and suddenly his eyes swept away, but it fell on me.

He said loudly, "Brother Roya, it turns out that you are also here. ”

"It's just right, I'll open your eyes today."

"Have you ever killed a demon suppressor?"

I didn't care and said, "I've killed a lot." How? Do you want me to kill a few demon suppressors to be a voter? ”

Zhao Civic smiled: "I won't do such boring things." ”

He looked at the four demon suppressors who were tied up and said; "I used to be the garrison officer of the Dali Shelter Area, and I was subordinate to the Demon Suppression Soldier Yunnan Demon Suppression Envoy, the captain of the Ninth Brigade."

"At its peak, my brigade had 1,000 people, and later in order to reinforce the Kyoto battlefield, I sent two squads, more than 200 people."

I understood instantly.

It turned out that the 800 demon soldiers who died in the battle were all his subordinates!

And these remnants should be the few who survived the war.

But what's going on with Zhao Civic?

The demon suppressor under his command is still desperately fighting the old gods, and this captain has become a lackey of the old gods?

What really happened to him?

Is the soul tainted?

Wrong.

With the ability of my pair of runic eyes, I can tell who is contaminated by the soul and who is not contaminated by the soul at a glance.

Zhao Civic's soul is normal and powerful.

There is no mess mixed in with it.

He was a pure human being, with a normal soul and a normal body.

The reason why it has become like this is completely due to the change in my own mentality.

One of the tyed up demon suppressors snorted and spat out.

He said in a hoarse voice, "You are not Zhao Civic!" You have been polluted by the souls of the old gods! ”

Zhao Civic smiled: "Whatever you think." ”

"But there is one thing I want to tell you, when I was in the Dali shelter area, there was a shortage of materials, and the people were given one steamed bun per day."

"I don't know how many people are starving and cold."

"I don't know how many times the Divine Envoy has asked for material support, but there has been no response."

"Most of Middle-earth's supplies are prioritized for those large sanctuaries and frontal battlefields, and no one cares about our small sanctuary."

"There is only one order from above, and that is to make us self-sufficient."

"Do you know how many people starved to death every day in the Dali shelter at the beginning?"

When the demon suppression soldiers heard this, their expressions dimmed, and they couldn't help but lower their heads.

Zhao Civic continued: "You don't know. Because even in the most difficult situation, the limited materials in the Dali Shelter Area are still used by your group of demon suppressors first. ”

"Your food, water, fuel, and supplies are all normal, but the average number of people living at the bottom is more than 300 people a day!"

He said faintly, "If you follow Middle-earth you will starve to death, if you follow the old gods you will eat." Why don't you follow the old gods? ”

When I heard this, I couldn't help but look at Zhao Civic.

That's what it is.

But something seems to be wrong.

Isn't this a mother with milk?

Yes, Middle-earth was short of supplies and would certainly not be able to take care of many people during the war.

But that's an irresistible factor.

You can't betray Middle-earth for that reason.

But then again.

If you don't rebel, you will be starved to death, and those ordinary people don't know what the righteousness of the family and the country is, and they don't know what loyalty and dedication are.

They just want to live, or let their loved ones live.

They don't seem to have a reason to starve to death for Middle-earth, do they?

Suddenly, it dawned on me.

Zhang Sanfen wants me to walk in the world and temper my mind, I'm afraid I want this effect!

In the past, I was black and white, thinking that all rebels deserved to die, but now it seems that everyone has their own reasons for not being able to do so.

The world is not black and white as I think it is, and there are large expanses of gray in it.

A demon suppressor gritted his teeth and said, "What about you! ”

"Zhao Civic! As the captain of the Middle-earth Secret Bureau, you eat national food and enjoy superior subsidies, why do you want to rebel! ”

"Eight hundred brothers! Just because I believe in you, I was led into a dead end by you! ”

"Now the souls of the eight hundred brothers have not dispersed, they are watching you! They are asking you, why did you betray Middle-earth, betray everyone! ”

Zhao Civic stared at the demon suppressor and said seriously: "I am from Dali. ”

"My job is to keep as many people alive."

"If taking refuge in the Old Gods will keep everyone alive, then why wouldn't I do it?"

"What's more, dying on the battlefield is what you should do, and I killed 800 brothers just to get what you want."

"The demon suppression soldiers beg for death, and the people beg for life, am I wrong?"

Is Zhao Civic wrong?

I can't really tell.

But there is no doubt that the conversation between Zhao Civic and a few demon suppressors has caused a great shock in my mood.

In the past, I thought that Dali was a group of chaotic ministers and thieves, and they should all be killed.

Even the common people should not provide the power of faith to the old gods, but should be as heroic as Liu Hulan.

But the people are just the people after all.

They really only have one very simple wish, and that is to live.

The four demon suppressors were speechless by what he said.

Is Zhao Civic wrong?

If he's right, isn't he wrong?

But everyone worked hard for Middle-earth, and would rather die in battle. For the blood feud of the eight hundred brothers, even if he knew that he was invincible, he still moved forward bravely.

What did you do wrong?

Zhao Civic patted the cheek of the demon suppressor, and then ordered his subordinates: "Hang up, give some food every day, don't let them die, and don't let them run away." ”

The believers under his command stepped forward one after another, and tied the demon suppression soldiers to the flagpole sturdily.

Seeing that the fire on the altar was gradually extinguished, there were already believers who spontaneously went over to clean it.

Zhao Civic said: "Brother Luoya, how many drinks?" ”

I readily agreed, saying, "No problem." ”

He promised in his mouth, but secretly thought in his heart, the remaining demon suppression soldiers had to find a way to save them.

They can't be wrong in any way.

Zhao Civic smiled, and then stepped forward.

Soon I found a tavern with a blood-red lantern hanging on the side of the street.

Inside the tavern, a lame old man was laboriously wiping down the tables and chairs, and when he saw us coming in, he hurriedly got out of the way for us.

Zhao Civic said: "Two bottles of wine, and a few more snacks." ”

The lame old man said with a smiling face, "Okay! Captain Zhao, wait a minute! ”

Soon there was a smell in the back kitchen.

Deep-fried peanuts, cold cucumbers, and a plate of shredded pork ears.

Although the lame old man's legs are inconvenient, his hands are very neat, and after serving cold dishes, he gave two bottles of liquor in glass bottles, and the trademark has been torn off, and he can't see any brand.

The lame old man nodded and stepped back, saying that he was going to get a few more hot dishes.

But Zhao Civic grabbed him and said with a smile: "Did you pray today?" ”

The lame old man said in a panic: "The great world corruptor is above, and there is no one more devout than my faith." ”

Zhao Civic didn't let go, and asked again: "Do you hate me?" ”

The lame old man's face turned white.

His head shook like a rattle: "What did Captain Zhao say?" If it weren't for you, old man, I would have starved to death! ”

"We don't hate! Absolutely not hate! ”

I suddenly realized that Zhao Civic is now a contradiction.

He is not strong enough to embark on the path of conscience, but his state of mind has reached the edge of the path of conscience.

If he can recognize what he is doing, he only needs to improve his soul power in the future, and he will naturally be able to reach the S rank.

But if he has doubts about himself, he will probably become a madman because of schizophrenia!

It's a talent, and a damn talent.