This Game Is Too Realistic

The hole was about to be dug. Govinda thought he was going to die now, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, things turned around again.

Those Willant people called them to the port and said they wanted a fair trial, so the ashen-colored face suddenly glowed with rosy light.

The mouse god is on top!

There are also the Silver Moon Goddess, the Spirit of the Sand Sea, and the Great Horned Deer God!

He finally waited for his Master Qingtian!

I never killed a Willante!

He proudly looked at the people beside him to show off, as if he had once again hit the right treasure on the gambling table of fate.

What is completely different from him who is kind-hearted is that some men digging pits are still ashen-faced, as if the news of the pardon has nothing to do with them, and they are still shoveling the red soil with their shovels.

Those people had cloth strips wrapped around their arms, and they probably owed blood debts that night.

Govinda was secretly happy, and then despised that the gang of thugs had no brains, not as cunning and clever as himself.

He returned the shovel to the bucket truck, and hurriedly left the land of right and wrong following the crowd of people shaking. As for the deaf people who didn't hear, they also joined the team after being taught a lesson by the butt of the gun.

All the way to the square he stalked, only cowering when he passed the Willant soldiers, so as not to be so obtrusive.

But those Willant people didn't even bother to look at him, they just watched the crowd with guns in their hands.

Finally reaching the square, Govinda saw the man smoking a cigar and was very excited.

McLenne didn't talk nonsense, but just let the next officer announce the new rules of the game.

Although there was a preview before coming here, when all the rules and details were officially announced, the people at the scene couldn't help but feel a commotion.

Worries have already appeared on the faces of some understanding people, but there are also people who are excited and weeping with joy.

Like Govinda.

He had already written his devotion to the Willanters on his face, and when he heard the fair and just rules, he couldn't wait to give this straight-backed officer a knock.

Standing next to General McCollen, Ross frowned slightly.

Wouldn't 10,000 be too few?

The expression on McLennan's face didn't change, he just turned his face sideways and said unhurriedly.

That's just a bait to arouse their bloodiness, lest all of them point to one person to fool them. I can even bet you that more than 10,000 people will die in the end.

As he spoke, he pulled out his gun, fired a snap at the sky, and looked at the frightened crowd and said loudly.

What are you waiting for? Waiting for me to help you choose who should die? This is your last chance! Hand over the thugs that night, we have revenge for revenge, revenge for revenge, and only kill the part that deserves to die.

The air at the scene was quiet for a while, and still no one spoke.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and I feel that the people around me are both comrades-in-arms and enemies. I want to say something, but I am afraid that others will speak first.

McLenne didn't talk nonsense, and directly waved his hand.

If not, go back and continue digging.

The sound was like a match thrown into an oil drum, instantly igniting people's desire to survive.

The first person to speak was a dark and thin man with tanned red skin who obviously worked on the docks.

I say! I say!

The moment he uttered these words, his index finger immediately pointed to Govinda who was thrilling to try beside him, and he raised his volume and shouted.

This guy belongs to the Heavenly King Army!

Govinda's eyes widened, like a landed goldfish, the eyeballs were about to protrude from the eye sockets, his chest heaved violently, and cold sweat broke out all over his head.

You! You spitting 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 stuffed into my hands!

This is not a lie.

He said it with a clear conscience.

He did do bad things, like sleeping with a widow, but he hadn't really killed a Willant.

After all, he was scared when he saw the big nose, so how could he point his gun at them.

It was true that he was the first to fight at dusk that day, and he was forced to do so, but with his scurrying marksmanship, it would be good if he didn't hit his own people, but it was impossible to hit the guards guarding the port.

If I remember correctly, those people were blown out by an exploding truck.

Calling him a thug is definitely wronging a good person!

However, the Willant people had no intention of intervening in the trial at all, and just watched them dog-eat-dog with playful eyes.

Even Ross, who thought the punishment was too light, couldn't help but sneer slightly.

What a dirty bunch.

Are all Borneo provinces like this?

If it weren't for that ancient contract, the Legion would not be allowed to expand to the east of the Great Desert, and the colony of the Southern Legion stopped at Yongye Harbor. This piece of plump cake would not be able to be tasted by the laymen of the Civil Service Group.

The shouting people ignored Govinda's excuses and had consciously distanced themselves from him, making a circle around him and hiding away from this scum.

They don't know this guy.

But it’s okay not to know.

To kill a stranger who had nothing to do with him, he felt the least amount of guilt in his heart.

But it wasn't that everyone didn't know Govinda, there were still one or two of his subordinates in the crowd.

Suddenly someone called out.

He is not only the soldier of the Heavenly King, but also a commander!

When the loud voice sounded, the crowd was in an uproar, and even a few Willant soldiers standing beside the crowd gave Govinda a second look.

And Govinda, who was still fighting with the Confucian scholars, his heart stopped suddenly when he heard the voice, his whole face was ashen, and his sophistry tongue was tied up.

yes……

He is a ten husband.

He almost forgot, but someone helped him remember it.

Looking at the port like a vegetable market, McLenne shouted impatiently.

What are you talking about, let's vote with a show of hands!

They raised their hands one by one. Some people didn't want to raise their hands at first, but seeing that everyone around them raised their hands, they could only silently say their sins, and then raised their hands.

If he didn't raise his hand at this moment, he might be watched by the people around him and be the next to be knocked down.

And no matter what he said was true or half-truth, it wasn't worth risking the life of a rotten person.

Being alive is the top priority.

Almost everyone who raised their hands thought so.

This time Govinda was in complete despair.

He didn't even resist or struggle, he just stood in the center of the stage vacated by the rats, and let the Willant soldier come over and throw him aside like he was catching a chicken.

Be honest! The Willant gave him a vicious look and warned him not to run away.

Actually no warning at all.

Govinda had no intention of running away, but just stood there in a daze.

He couldn't figure out why people wanted to point him out.

He was indeed not a good person, but he had fought for the freedom of the survivors of Xifan Port anyway.

It was strange to say, why did they obediently listen to those Willant people, first dug those pits in the outskirts, and then identified each other here, and endured the humiliation constantly.

Why can't they unite, unite again, and drive away those slave owners!

But it's too late to say that now.

it's all over...

No!

etc! It's not over yet!

Govinda suddenly recalled that he was a captain, and he was the one who was reminded!

How could I forget such an important thing? !

With the last sliver of hope, he looked at the Willant soldiers who were watching them as if grasping at a straw, and squeezed a stiff smile from his desperate face.

Wait, wait a minute, my lord! I, I want to identify myself!

They said I was the Commander of the Ten, yes, I was the Commander of the Ten! But I can swear to you, I never touched a Willant from the beginning to the end! I, I have proof of my alibi that night!

...But my twelve subordinates are not good. I am a strong man who was driven into the team by ducks, but I can't control them real villains. I am an honest and responsible person, but they can't do it well. What did you do!

Pete, who looked at him, was stunned for a moment. After hearing this set of rhetoric, the cigarette butt in his mouth almost fell off.

Unsure of what to do, Pete picked up the walkie-talkie and first asked his superior for instructions, then took out a piece of post-it note and a marker, and handed it to this guy.

Name, write it down.

Thinking that he was given a chance of leniency, Govinda took the things over in surprise, but soon remembered that he could not write, so he said tremblingly.

My lord, I can't write...but, but they all live nearby, and I know where their homes are!

Pete, who was biting his cigarette butt, gave him a disgusted look, and was too lazy to talk nonsense, and took back the pen and paper in his hand.

Read, I will write.

Okay, okay! Thank you for your hard work. Without hesitation, Govinda nodded and smiled apologetically, but the corner of his mouth turned up to reveal the joy in his heart, as if the gun had returned to his hand.

He wrote down all the names, not only the twelve members of the team, but also the names of other members of the team that he could name, and found twenty of them.

These 20 people are quite treacherous and evil, and they should be able to replace him as an honest person.

Govinda thought so.

The soldier took the list to the port and handed it to General McLennan.

McLenne didn't even look at it, and let the soldier follow the procedure and read out the names on the list.

If the person whose name is being uttered is among this group of people, there are always people who know him by his side, and they will naturally draw a line with him and push this person out of the crowd.

Then there is the public trial that follows the same pattern, and everyone at the scene decides whether they are guilty or not.

The final result was obvious, all those people were picked out from the crowd by the Willant people without exception.

Looking at the panicked faces being led out of the crowd, Govinda had a relieved and secretly delighted smile on his face.

But soon he stopped laughing.

Those Willant people didn't mean to let him go at all, and he waited for a long time without waiting for the release order.

Could it be...

Did they have to wait until before the execution to release themselves secretly?

The more Govinda thought about it, the more panicked and frightened he became, but he was still comforting himself.

The release will definitely be released, but the timing and method must be paid attention to. After all, those who have identified themselves must be given an explanation.

If you let go of yourself in front of other people, wouldn't the established rules become a joke?

However, just as he was fantasizing about it, a woman brought out from the crowd made him panic for a moment.

That was his alibi - the widow of his opposite door!

That woman who was always subdued and spoke softly and softly, and who dared not offend anyone, was crying heart-piercingly and wailing at this moment.

She didn't know if that heartbroken look was because she was about to die, or because the humiliation chasing after her had torn off the last bit of her dignity.

That bitch, I recognize her! The man found a new concubine within a few months of his death!

Bah! You shameless bastard, you're looking for those bandits with cloth wrapped around their arms!

I saw people from the Heavenly King Army go to her house with my own eyes!

It's that Govinda, right? I saw it too. I think he even gave her a handful of dinars as a reward!

Are you there too?

How is it possible! I, I saw it outside the window! If you don't believe me, go to her house and search, you will definitely find it!

Maybe it's dirty money robbed from the port!

Kill her! Avenge the dead Willant!

To avenge the Willante...

That moment.

Govinda felt so dizzy that she even forgot to breathe.

Although he was still standing on this port, he suddenly felt that he was buried in the soil a long time ago...

...

Looking at the 3,000 people who were finally pushed out, the far-sighted eagle was speechless for a while.

good guy...

Ten thousand people went directly to three out of ten!

He is desperately bargaining for this group of people, but these people are desperately killing their own people.

The remaining 7,000 people should be few who slipped through the net.

Expecting to escape this kind of nonsense trial by huddling together or other means is simply thinking about fart.

For this kind of sake, let alone the people who are the king of heaven, as long as they dare to jump out, they will be ordered without exception in the end, and the only ones who can survive are those who go to the extreme from the beginning to the end.

That is, raise your hand without hesitation when you should raise your hand, shut your mouth without hesitation when you should shut up, meditate that you are a dead person, completely blend into the mob around you, and not be missed by anyone, so you can put it aside Live after death.

As for the more than 3,000 people who were singled out, as he expected, it was obvious that some of them were killed by mistake.

And not a lot.

For example, a few young men in their early twelfth years, or a widow in her twenties...

Seeing that McLenne gave himself a meaningful look, the far-sighted Eagle Heart ignored his provocation and just recited Amitabha silently in his heart.

Three thousand is always less than ten thousand.

Besides, this was originally a matter between the legion and the empire, and if it was really urgent, it should be the empire that was anxious.

From the standpoint of an outsider, he has already done everything he can do.

After all, there is no problem with task assignments...

...

The news of the legion's landing in Xifan Port quickly spread throughout Shizhou, and the record of killing 30,000 people in three days quickly reached the ears of the various departments of the Heavenly King Army.

This news undoubtedly poured cold water on the heads of the soldiers of the Heavenly King Army who had just broken through the city.

The Legion is gone!

Although most of the heavenly soldiers were surprised and didn't take it too seriously, some sober people panicked.

Like Udono.

He is a member of the lion tribe, but he is not a nobleman. He was even sold to a nobleman's manor because of his poor background, and lost his freedom ever since.

Although he was not assigned to pick cotton in the plantation because of his noble surname, and was taught to read, write and aristocratic etiquette by the noble lord, his childhood experience still made him full of 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 he learned military knowledge under General McKellen, which gave him the ambition to overthrow the empire.

It is precisely because of this that when Janusz shouted the slogan of abolishing slavery and dividing land, he responded to his call almost without hesitation, becoming the first batch of local army officers who turned against him, and ruthlessly attacked Grand Duke Sanjay. He stabbed him hard in the back.

Although for some reason, Janusz did not trust those who turned to him halfway, but this seems to be an exception for him who learned from the same school.

After joining the Heavenly King Army, he not only became the commander of the army, but was also kept by Janusz's side as a military adviser.

But just when he was full of ambition, he heard the bad news from the west.

As an officer trained by the Weilantes, he knew very well how powerful the Legion was in combat.

This kind of strength is not only reflected on the battlefield, but also in places outside the battlefield.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Willant people are a race born for war, and their system is designed for war.

With the strength of the Heavenly King Army that doesn't even have a stable logistics supply line, there is no chance of winning when they meet those guys.

Thinking of what the Heavenly King Army had done in Xifan Port before, Yudono became more and more frightened when he thought about it, and finally couldn't help finding Yanush to discuss a solution.

However, after hearing his concerns, Janusz laughed out loud and comforted him in turn.

Don't be naive. There are only interests between countries. As for morality, that's a private matter. Everyone in Xifan Port has been killed. Can they still be alive?

After a pause, he continued in a slow voice.

What's more, I have left Xifan Port to them to vent their anger. Even if they kill one and pay a hundred, six or seven hundred thousand people are definitely enough to calm the anger of the legion.

At least for the big shots, it's enough to give their supporters an explanation.

There was no monitoring that night, so it was not difficult to push the matter to the dead.

As long as a person is dead, who will remember what he has done?

Those who want to keep some Willanters as hostages are the real cowards and stupid!

Is there a difference between killing 1000 people and killing 3000 people?

At least to Janusz there is no difference.

A damned person would die eventually even if he didn't dare to provoke a fly, and if he didn't want to die, he had to prove that he was worth living!

As long as they can replace the empire and conquer the capital of heaven, they will be valuable to the legion!

Keep it hostage?

What a big joke!

Is he doing a kidnapping business?

Objectively speaking, his subordinates are indeed full of guys with only a mess in their heads, lacking a clear program and interest demands, but as the king of heaven, he has them!

What he wants to do is treason!

It is subversion!

It is usurpation!

He must use the dirtiest crimes to tie everyone to his chariot, making them only dare to bet that he can win in the end, otherwise no one will survive!

As for the evaluation and liquidation of history, that was after the demise of his new empire.

Now even Xi Lan is still heaving a sigh of relief, who will get someone else to settle his problems!

Now is his time, the time for him to settle Xi Lan's crimes, including the empire's persecution of the Moon Clan and so on!

As long as they win in the end, the Xifan Port uprising will be a glorious change!

Hearing Janusz's words, a drop of cold sweat flashed across the forehead of Yudono standing in front of him.

He mostly turned a blind eye to Janusz's fierce shots. After all, how can there be a change without bloodshed?

However, after hearing this guy's words, his heart still trembled involuntarily.

This guy……

It's actually been planned from the very beginning, to use those 600,000 to 700,000 people to bury more than 3,000 Weilante residents!

In this guy's eyes, what is a human being? !

Livestock?

How could the words liberate the slaves in Borneo Province come out of his mouth.

And everyone, including myself, actually believed it!

Udono finally remembered those things that he had selectively forgotten.

Including those piles of bones piled up at the gate of the city, including those noble women who were collected by Janusz for molestation, or rewarded to his subordinates...

Suddenly he realized that his back was covered with sweat, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

But what if the interests of the Willant people are that we all die...

Janusz curled his lips in disdain.

That kind of probability is not impossible, but the alliance, enterprises and colleges will not sit back and watch the legion continue to expand eastward for any reason. This is the bottom line they set in the last war. Even the legion must seriously consider the benefits of crossing the red line. and risk.

Besides, you might as well guess why the Vilantes who landed didn't continue to march. Could it be that they couldn't guess what we left for them? Even if they couldn't guess, those soft bastards of the city defense army Don't you have a long mouth?

I even dare to tell you that the people who went ashore this time must not only be front-line officers like centurions or thousand commanders, there must be real big shots following them.

That guy is very clear in his heart, maybe he has already used the chips we left him to act!

He could even guess that this matter might not have reached Triumph City, and was detained at a certain link on the way.

Someone is waiting for his results.

Although he doesn't know who that lord is, he can be sure that conquering the world is his only way to survive!

Thinking that it was almost enough to rest for a whole day, Janusz patted his knee with his right hand, stood up from the chair in the castellan's mansion, stared at the subordinate standing at the door and gave instructions.

Pass my order down, let the Lion King, Horse King, Leopard King, Tiger King, and Bull King go to the border of Niuzhou to gather!

At the same time, order all the ministries under my command to set off immediately! Attack Tiandu!

Yes! The officer immediately gave a military salute, and hurriedly ran down.

Walking to the side of the sweaty military adviser, Janusz had a happy smile on his face and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

...The Lion City will be handed over to you. This is our rear area. Before receiving good news from us, guard it for me!

Is this your own nomination certificate?

The Heavenly King Army is no ordinary army, but an avalanche triggered by an earthquake.

There is no rear for this kind of army, morale and supplies depend on grabbing along the way!

As for Lion City...

To put it bluntly, it is the rear area, but to put it bluntly, it is just a stone at the foot of the legion.

Like the city defense army of Xifan Port, they were all left to break the rear!

Udono, who had already come to his senses, understood everything now.

He should have guessed earlier that this cunning guy like a wolf didn't trust him so easily, and he finally understood the reason why he promoted himself to be Chief of Ten Thousand Commanders.

This guy is sure that he has no way out.

Just facing the pile of heads at the gate of the city, he has no chance and no chance to surrender.

Swallowing with difficulty, Yudorno could only nod his stiff head even though he was ten thousand unwilling, and took the hot potato.

yes……

...

At the same time as the Heavenly King Army marched eastward, the royal family of the Xilan Empire, after urgently mobilizing the conscripts in Shizhou, issued the Northern Hunting order non-stop.

The order was written very sloppy, even perfunctory.

To put it simply, His Majesty has not visited the northern states for a long time, and asked the princes from all over the northern states to prepare the palace where His Majesty will stay, the expenses of his family and servants, etc.

However, the order was written like this, but at this juncture of turmoil, anyone in the sky can see what His Majesty's real intention for issuing this edict is.

The three states of Dog, Sheep and Bird in the north were in a hurry by the summons. They never expected that His Majesty the Emperor would come, so they really got ready for it.

As for Huzhou and Baozhou in the east, they are rich and powerful, and they have raised their own eyeliners in Tiandu.

Upon hearing the decree, the local warlords immediately sent a telegram to the palace courteously, and the telegram summed up as follows: Your Majesty, I am here!, Your Majesty, run to me!

Even Mammoth State, which was fighting against the Gray Wolf Army, got a little excited, and then sent a telegram to Tiandu - Look at me, Your Majesty, I have elephants here.

As for the southernmost Snake State, because it is the bottom of the empire's finances, it is impossible for His Majesty to come, so he didn't say anything.

Although Xiangzhou in the central part is still relatively prosperous, it is after all on the edge of Niuzhou, which is the next one left by Niuzhou, so the local nobles did not say anything.

As for some parts of Lowell State, which is managed by the warlords of Huzhou and Baozhou, the nominal state capital is still in King Gallon Port, and there is not even a governor, so they also keep silent and continue to work on the sewing machine.

Of course it was impossible for Wu Tuo to listen to the flickering of those warlords in the east, but he didn't really run to the north.

He first let a team of people escort the prince and the harem concubines out of the north gate.

As for himself, he sneaked out of the east gate with the queen, his beloved concubine, the prince without inheritance rights, and a group of servants and confidants, and boarded the royal merchant ship waiting by the Yongliu River.

The eggs couldn't all be put in one basket. Although Wu Tuo, who was out of the palace, was relieved, he also sadly prepared the worst plan in his heart.

If he died unfortunately, or was detained while passing through the warlord's territory, the throne would be inherited by the prince who actually went to Northern Hunting.

But fortunately, the Xilan Empire is still breathing, and has not really died.

Even though the majesty of the royal family has been swept away, no one dared to stop the royal merchant ship with the green-backed double-knife flag and the royal badge on its way to King Gallon Port.

Even in waters controlled by warlords.

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, Wu Tuo finally sneaked into the land full of humiliation as a smuggler without any danger.

But at this moment, most of the residents of King Gallen Port don't know that their respected Emperor His Majesty came to see them by boat...