Heartbreaker

Not long after I gathered with One-Eyed Ior and Pharos, the mob surrounded the castle, with torches fluttering like banners, and the people bleating and bleating.My traitor army was divided into two groups, one group commanded the pigs, sheep, ghosts and wolves to howl below, and the other group ran around in the castle looking for death.

With the help of Aier and Pharos, my burden was greatly reduced, and I moved forward unimpeded all the way, from the king's bedroom on the fifth floor to the hall on the ground floor.

"Come up." One-eyed Aiur squatted in front of me, motioning for me to jump on his back.I listened to the deafening provocations outside with hatred, moved the bones around my shoulders, and said in a vicious voice, "I don't, if they dare to come in, I will chop them up!"

Fallows said regretfully, "Those are all the people of the Wanjiang Empire, Your Majesty. Even if they rebelled, they must be forced to make a living and have no choice. No matter what happens, massacring your own people is an unjust act... ..."

"That's why I hate the faces of you 'civil rights supremacy' people! Oh, the people, the people, the people are right in everything! The people are right to overthrow the rule, and it is right for the people to carry the butcher's knife. Only the rulers are wrong!" I said grimly, "If the people can't survive, they will drink their king's blood, suck their king's marrow, and take their king's head as a treasure for another dog emperor! Damn, these soft bones are willing to surrender, and they will Don't look at what you are!"

Fallows said sadly, "They also had expectations of you. They just wanted food, clothing and abundance, and wanted to live..."

"Food and wealth? Survive? Do they think they have everything by surrendering to the Twilight Empire!" I roared, "I know that bastard Elliot too well. Now the ministers, nobles, and even wealthy merchants of the Twilight Empire , all of them are from the Mogol tribe! If these old people have any brains, think about the tragic situation of the collapse of the Wanjiang Empire, the hardships of exile, the bones outside the Great Wall, and the fact that they have nothing to do with the Mogol tribe. With foreign blood, you can know that the other party is just using sweet words to win people's hearts!"

Fallows roared in pain, "But you used tyranny on them! Why don't you know how to win people's hearts?!"

"Do you know why?!"

With a roar, I punched him to the ground with a bang!I rode on the fool, grabbed his collar, and my eyes were red, "Because I believe you will win, Pharos, Knight of the Silver Kirin, Knight Commander of the Winter Ting Army! I believe in you! I am determined to my people! We set a deadline of fifteen days, thinking that once the Winter Ting Army breaks through the Faint Vine Castle within the deadline, we can leave Vulture City and go safely to the Black Maple Plain!"

As I spoke, I felt my eyes sting, and my voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "I still want—I still want to go into battle and fight Elliot—the dog who destroyed the Wanjiang Empire!!"

Fallows said with difficulty, "Your Majesty..."

"But you lost! Not only that, but my undead are gone! What the hell did I do wrong?! No food, I starve with the people! No cloth, I freeze with the people! I tax In order to train the army, all the food stocks I have are used for relief! I sit on this broken and hard iron chair every day, my back is stiff, my eyes are sore, I endure hunger to check the accounts, what is it for? Ten It's five days and they're coming to take the king's life, all in the name of 'Freedom and Liberation'!"

"Say it! You defeated general, tell me!"

I shook his front flap desperately, the anger that went straight to my head made me twitch, my fingers were stiff, and my arms were stiff.My back is high, my head is sunken in my shoulders, and I let out a roar.I hate tears, and hate the incompetence and weakness contained in the tears. When I walked out of the dragon's lair, I never shed a single tear.

But at this moment, I clearly felt that something was cracked in my heart, dripping out, soaking my brain, and surrounding my dry and cracked eye sockets.I don't want to cry, but I almost suffocate, only the roar from my throat makes my blood boil!

"Huh...huh..."

I gasped for breath, and my body trembled as if trapped in an ice cellar, until two hot tears fell on my fingers.Fallows also lowered his head, two lines of tears flowed silently, and choked up, "I'm sorry... Your Majesty... I'm sorry..."

Tears glistened on monk Popolo's skinny face.He shook his head sadly and murmured, "For people, 'being poor' is the original sin and the root of all suffering...the same is true for the country..."

"Now is not the time to argue about right and wrong." One-eyed Aiur slowly lifted me up with stiff limbs, and said to the silent Chichikov, "Our purpose is to escape, what do you think? Chichikov?"

The old man frowned and sucked out a puff of smoke, "The outside of the castle is already surrounded. If you want to plan to deal with it, you must first ask Lei Meng what he means."

I struggled to break free from Ai Er's shackles, swung a blunt knife in the air with one hand, and shouted hoarsely, "I'm going to kill this group of idiots—"

With a snap, I was stunned by One-Eyed Ior.

****

Aie carried the unconscious king on his back, and said to Fallows with red eyes, "Silver Kirin Knight, what you said is right, but the matter has come to this point, it is the people who want to overthrow the rule, and it is the people who want to attack the king. As a king, although Meng couldn't turn the tide, he did his best."

"I know." Fallows said blankly, "I know..."

Aie said, "And the current situation of the Winter Ting Army is not optimistic. We have no undead, but the enemy has one undead, and there are enough troops... We are more passive."

"Yes..." Fallows' eye circles were a little red again, and his messy hair hung down on his forehead, like a little boy who had lost his soul.

Ai Er said in a deep voice, "The most important point... the late Marshal Buckhouse, and you, actually know best what kind of life the old people who surrendered to the late empire lived in the past."

"That's right." Fallows rubbed his eyes vigorously, took a deep breath, and sighed desolately, "Your Majesty is right. It's true...it's not the habitat of the people of the Wanjiang Empire..."

Chichikov frowned and said, "Things have turned out like this in such a short period of time, I think there must be spies." He raised his head sharply, glanced left and right, and said, "Which of you saw Foreign Minister Richard and his girl?" gone?"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay.At this time, the howling outside the castle became louder again, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, violently tearing Shen Ye apart, like adding fuel to the fire.Chichikov said, "That Richard Oletin is a coward. It is impossible for him to plan such a grand plan by himself. There must be someone behind the scenes."

One-eyed Ai Er frowned and said, "Even if this is the case, we don't have time to worry so much. We can only take one step at a time. I will definitely bring Lei Meng out of the palace safely."

As he spoke, he hugged the king's legs tightly and turned upside down. His cold face revealed a firmness and determination that no one could shake.Popolo picked up the bone cutting knife with a serious expression, took off his black robe, and wrapped the knife well.

Fallows drew his sword out of its sheath, "I will protect you."

Chichikov suddenly said, "Wait, are you going to go out like this? There are more than 100 rebels outside, and thousands of angry people. Even if you break through, the possibility of success is very slim."

He looked at Fallows with a complicated expression, "Little Knight Commander, unless you have made up your mind and are willing to fight a bloody road for the king, a road paved with the blood of the people."

Fallows trembled in his sword hand.One-eyed Aiur glanced at him, and said to the old man, "Is there a better way to bring Lemon out of the castle safely without killing the people?"

"Yes, there is." The old man said, "I just need a 'fake king'."

****

The people of Vulture City finally broke into the castle.

The men followed the rebels, and kicked open the closed black oak door of the castle with a look of grief and indignation.With a creak, the door opened, they shouted through the dark tunnel, and the torches wandered mightily in the cold and silent night.As soon as you enter the "heart" of the royal city, you will be faced with a decaying old but magnificent hollow oval arch with ivory-white olive leaf patterns carved on the edge.There is a statue of a fountain god in the center, and the surrounding pools have long since dried up and are full of erosion marks of time.The rebels directed them to disperse into the various arches, looking for traces of the king.

Someone loudly incited, "Don't be afraid, everyone, the tyrant should be afraid! He has only one person, but we have thousands of people! He is alone and helpless, but we are united!"

There was a furious response from all directions, to show the same hatred.Everyone searched the hall on the ground floor carefully, not letting go of any corner, even if the ants crawled out, they had to ask them what they meant.The people rushed to the second floor like a swarm of bees, kicked open the doors of various halls rudely, smashed glass products or took them for themselves.

They rushed into the former Marshal Buckhouse's office and saw the oil painting of the four members of the former royal family of the Wanjiang Empire hanging on the wall. They smashed it mercilessly and trampled it into pieces under their feet.

Many precious ancient books and directories in the library were also burned.

"Catch that tyrant! We'll chop off his head and sacrifice it to the Emperor of the Twilight Empire!"

The destructive power of the people falling into madness is immeasurable. In less than a moment, thick black smoke gushed out sporadically from the windows of the castle, like a cracked chimney, making a decaying panting sound.

A group of people hulaed into a bedroom like locusts in transit, frantically smashing crafts and cabinet shelves, poking beds and pillows, and making the room a mess.At this time, someone suddenly shouted at the door, "Wait, you guys, what's going on!"

A voice responded sadly, "I'm so sorry, my son passed out from hunger. This is my brother and dad. I have to get my son out of the castle first after this accident. My wife the other day Died in the famine, damned king, what made our family like this!"

The tall and burly man talked about the past sadly, and almost choked up tears.The others showed suspicious expressions, and shouted in a hurry, "No! The king was not caught, in case he escaped in disguise, we can't let anyone in the castle out now—"

With a bang, earth-shattering cheers and roars suddenly erupted from the depths of the castle!Thousands of voices are mixed together.Those voices that should have become dry and hoarse at this moment are like cellos, horns, harps, flutes, and bells, making sharp metal friction sounds, mixing into a high-pitched and rough symphony, evil and piercing, just Like a carnival of demons at a feast of blood.

"The king's caught--! We've got the tyrant--!"

"Take him away!"

"Judge him!"

"Make him pay for this—!"

As soon as those people heard the news from upstairs, they immediately changed their faces and said to them with sympathetic eyes, "Take your son out quickly. Don't be sad if you lose your wife, that tyrant will be judged soon!"

One-eyed Aiur turned his back on the current king and said gratefully, "Thank you so much, I will leave the damn king to you!"

Saying that, the one-eyed disabled and old man Chichikov and the monk Popolo rushed down the stairs at the fastest speed in their lives!Behind them was the turbulent noise and the bright and ferocious sea of ​​flames. They broke through the barrier of sound waves and flames and rushed forward.The beams broke from the roof, screaming and falling, splashing countless sparks, and the black ash fell on the floor tiles.They passed through countless smoky rooms, passed through the scattered charred wood and broken tiles on the floor tiles in the castle, and ran towards the gate of the castle and the gate of the royal city——

Popolo was blushing from running, panting heavily, "We just-really-really-leaved that-knight-over-there-are-"

"It has to be done...otherwise we won't be able to get out at all..."

Although the old man Chichikov was over sixty years old, he was still as agile as a deer and a rabbit when he fled, and he was better than a young man.His shriveled face twitched in the wind, and he said in a hoarse voice, "That's his choice. Not everyone will make the same choice, so not everyone can be a knight, and not everyone has such awareness .”

He took a deep breath, his lips were chapped and bleeding, and the teeth smelled of rust, "There is no way, the high platform of the times always needs some selfless and stupid good people as stepping stones."