Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

As the sun rose, the entire Oriel Castle slowly became brighter. Many tied people were kneeling on the square in the central city where the gallows was originally placed.

On the west side of the square, there were many listless prisoners sitting. They were said to be prisoners but were not tied up, and there were not even people to guard them. These were militiamen who had been forced to pick up flintlocks to resist the mighty Tianwei Army.

On the east side, there are a large number of corpses, covered with white cloth, with dark red semi-coagulated blood oozing out from under their bodies, waiting for people to claim the corpses.

The people of the whole city had experienced a night of gunfire, grenades, and explosions, and they all gathered in the square with anxiety.

The judge, Wang Yan, and Shi Kuan stood on the trial stand on the gallows. The judge cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Your lord Oriel is currently in King William's castle in Coventry, and his life or death is uncertain."

"For his own selfish desires, King William took the lead in launching a cannon fodder charge against our Tianwei Army. Our army could not sit still and die. That is, we have made the military decision to capture the main city of Oriel Castle this time."

"Who would have thought that this man who temporarily came to power to take over Oriel Castle was so ambitious! He actually coerced and intimidated ordinary people and arrested the men's families, wives, and children. In this way, he tried to start a people's war in a way that made people and gods angry."

"This is something our Tianwei Army doesn't want to see and is not happy to see!"

The hostages who have been rescued from the dark and damp dungeon have either received the news of their son's death, or the news that their husband is still alive. Each family has its own sorrows, and each family has its own joys.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the resentment towards the temporary commander who was kneeling beside the gallows and dressed in purple robes. He, who had been beaten to the point of dying, had to accept the punishment of these people who were taken as hostages and forced men to join the army. anger.

The judge had seen too many bloody scenes, and looked at the kneeling dignitaries below being beaten, with a completely expressionless face: "Now I announce that Oriel Castle has officially been renamed the Tianwei Army Fortress, and the Tianwei Army's temporary military control policy will be temporarily implemented. "

The city gate opened. Yuchi Jingde sat in the first car and leaned out of the car window: "Is there any more city gate? Control the city gate. No one can escape for me!"

Soon, the motorcades filed in. The cities of this era were very cramped, damp, and dark. The houses were all made of stones with some simple wooden frames. As a result, no more than two or three people could walk side by side in the aisles between houses. walk.

After half of the Tianwei Army's convoy went in, the remaining half unloaded the goods and headed back home. There was not much room for vehicles inside, especially the logistics trucks. If you wanted to get out after entering, you would have to demolish the house.

The first people the judge met were the squires in the city. They were all dressed in luxurious clothes and their jewelry was of dazzling colors.

They thought it was just a change of city lord, lord! It's just a war. As long as you provide enough money, food, treasures, and women, your status and wealth can continue.

Unexpectedly, the judge dispersed them one by one, and the interview turned into a separate interrogation. The judge changed his outfit before slowly walking in.

The military green and black hard-brimmed military cap covers the judge's eyes, preventing the interrogator from judging his emotions from his eyes. The black and well-fitting leather gloves show his deep-thinking character. .

After the judge entered the room, he ignored the squire's polite words and smile. He just took off his military uniform, folded it slowly and carefully, and placed it on a shelf nearby.

The judge sat across from the squire: "Name, gender, age."

After asking questions, the judge threw a book on the table. This was an act of seizing territory and a suggestive action to show one's status in conversations, interrogations, and negotiations.

Then the judge untied the cufflinks of the shirt, folded it up slowly, and stuffed it into the sleeves, looking very smart and refreshing.

At this time, the squire was already very worried and said tremblingly: "Billy...Billy Jonathan."

The judge lowered his head to write, and the squire looked at him subconsciously. Unexpectedly, under the brim of his hat, he could only see the scars and dents on the judge's face, and even a trace of blood spattered on his face from the battle last night.

"Gender...gender, as you...uh, no, as you can see, I'm a man."

The judge stopped writing, and the brief pause and silence gave the man named Billy an unparalleled sense of oppression. He didn't know what he had said wrong, and his psychological pressure soared.

"Age, answer my question, don't say irrelevant words! Are you very free?"

"thirty-seven."

The judge casually wrote: "What do you do for a living?"

"For farming, I have a lot of land in the outer suburbs, and then I sell grain, wheat, and rye."

The judge just recorded: "How much food is stored."

Before Billy could answer, the judge suddenly raised his head and looked at the man in front of him: "You'd better tell the truth."

Billy Jonathan had dealt with many dignitaries, gangsters, and military chiefs, but he had never seen the judge's eyes. The eyes that open it up carefully and examine every inch of your inner self and thoughts.

Even though the weather is not too cold, Billy Johnson still feels a strong chill behind his back. The feeling of being naked and being scrutinized inch by inch is like slowly slicing his body with a blunt knife. , very painful.

"I have four granaries, and my family has fifteen granaries. The management of our family's granaries is in the hands of the family elders. I have no right to interfere, but I am willing to dedicate my four granaries to the Tianwei Army. "

After Billy Jonathan finished speaking this series of words, he felt as if all his strength had been taken away from him, and he slumped down on the chair and gasped for air.

The scary thing is that after the judge heard this, he didn't react at all.

The whole room fell into silence. The only thing that could be heard was Billy's heavy breathing. He felt like he was about to suffocate. He was breathing heavily, but he couldn't feel the air entering his lungs at all.

The judge finally made a move. He flipped through the notebook on the table, his movements were very frivolous and playful.

"Billy...Billy, how many villages do you control? When men and women in these villages get married, you enjoy the power of women, right?"

Billy Jonathan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that if he likes women, it would be easy: "Sir! As long as you give the order, the women from those villages will be given to you for your enjoyment."

The judge was noncommittal and just smiled playfully: "Congratulations, take me away."