In the pitch-black darkness, the sound of chains clanking suddenly came.
Anwo, who was sitting on the stone bed, felt happy and was about to stand up when he suddenly thought of something and became anxious.
This is the dungeon of Tiandu.
It is said that people who come here have to shed their skins even if they don't die, and no one is carried out with a complete body.
Especially the torture instrument hanging on the wall, although it was not tied to the body, it still scared Anwo.
Ever since the gunshot, Absek threw him here, and then there was no movement, and he didn't even come here to see him.
Although his "aide" Isher patted his chest and assured him that nothing would happen to him, Anwo still couldn't help but feel uneasy, worried that Absek would silence him.
At this moment, the unhurried footsteps finally reached the cell door.
Seeing Isher standing outside the fence holding a dinner plate, Anwo, whose shoulders were tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the stone bed.
Signing to the jailer to open the gate, Isher handed him a piece of money and motioned for him to go further. Then he walked into the cell with a smile and put the dinner plate on the table.
"How does it feel to be a hero?"
"not good at all!"
Reaching out and grabbing the pancake on the plate, Anwo devoured it, while saying vaguely, "I just want to live, I'd rather not have to deal with this shit."
"It's still good." Isher comforted him while pouring a glass of milk into his cup. "Eat slowly and don't choke yourself to death."
"It's difficult..."
Anwo shook his head and sighed sadly.
"I discovered that my move up to now is almost a dead end."
This is also the tragedy of little people.
Most of the time he has no choice at all.
It's nothing more than struggling when disaster strikes and betting on an almost impossible possibility.
Those 200 lives must be discovered by Absak sooner or later.
Don't look at the fact that this guy has turned to the Alliance now. If he knew that these 200 people were still alive, he would be happy. He might even have to talk about it, but he would definitely doubt himself if he turned around.
After all, this is your own decision.
Yanoush’s suspicion is written on his face, so why is Absek the same?
They are all drowned ghosts who climbed up from the eternal river and can do anything for themselves.
Looking at Anwo who looked worried, Isher lowered his voice and said.
"In fact, it's not difficult. The reason why your life and death is in Absek's hands is because you are his and you have his mark on you..."
Anwo chuckled.
"Can this still be erased?"
"It can't be erased," Isher shook his head, but changed the topic, "But it can be inserted into a new one."
Anwo, who was originally disappointed, immediately raised his head, hope rekindled in his eyes.
"Please make it clear."
Isher smiled faintly, his eyes hidden in the darkness were like a cunning mouse, and continued slowly.
"The alliance's mission is in Tiandu, and they will soon come to see you together with the people from Absak. This is a good opportunity. If you can win their favor, maybe they can take you to Jingallang Port...
Once you get to Golden Gallen Port, the road ahead will be brighter for you. If you work hard, you might be able to get into their seat."
His finger pointed upward without explaining, but it was obvious where he was pointing.
Anwo was stunned, even in disbelief. He swallowed and continued.
"...for what reason?"
Isher analyzed patiently.
"The alliance intends to bring Borneo and warlords from various places to stop the civil war, and the guns are unanimous. You have to send a representative to make peace, right? Anyway, you don't need to do anything. With the alliance mediating behind the scenes, stopping the civil war is the general trend, and this
You must have a share of the final credit... This credit is almost free of charge."
"Such a good opportunity... will Absek give it to me?" Anwo couldn't help but ask.
"If I don't give it to you, who will give it to you? Is he willing to leave this place and go alone? If he doesn't go, he will have to find someone to go for him, and you have handed in so many petitions. If you are not allowed to go, are you going to let an unknown person like me make up the number?
?”
Isher chuckled and continued in a joking tone.
"Besides, after all, you are a 'man of the hour' who has appeared in the "Daily Survivor" issue of Golden Gallen Harbor, and Absek is counting on you to go there to help him get some investment."
"Extra issue of "Daily Survivor"?" Anwo looked at him in confusion, "How do you know?"
"Reporters from "Daily Survivor" came here from Xiangzhou recently, and the branch office will also come here in the future. They gave you the title of hero," Isher said jokingly.
This guy can be a hero, but he can only be a mouse hiding in the corner. This is a kind of humor native to Borneo.
But it doesn’t matter anymore.
He wanted to become Bol not because he wanted to be a hero, but simply because he saw himself on Orisa's face, and he suddenly wanted to stand up for the guy who fell on the dock.
He has come to his senses after being whipped. There is no Boer in Borneo.
There is not even a rival for Boll.
For example, Najib was strung up on the flagpole in the first chapter of the "story".
Anwo hadn't thought that much yet, he was just surprised, and even the hand that stuffed the cake into his mouth stopped unconsciously.
The "Daily Survivor" from Jingallan Port actually came to Tiandu?
He had heard of that newspaper a long time ago.
It is said that it is a newspaper run by the survivors of Borneo Province, and it writes stories that happened on this land, not places like Boulder City or Dawn City.
He had wanted to get a copy before and read it, but unfortunately he searched all over Xifan Harbor and couldn't find a few complete copies.
It seems that a lot of things did happen outside during the days when I was locked in the dungeon...
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After delivering the meal to Anwo, Isher did not stay in the dungeon, returned the plate to the jailer, and left in a hurry.
Not long after he left, footsteps were heard outside the door again, but this time it was Absek and representatives of the alliance who walked in in person.
"Anwo, I've made you feel wronged!"
Looking at Absek with apologetic expressions on his face, and then at the alliance representative standing next to him, Anwo couldn't make up his mind for a moment which drama he wanted to play with his boss.
The key is that no one gave him a script.
But perhaps it was due to his racial talent that his mind turned quickly and he immediately found his place.
"...Everything I do is for the righteousness in my heart. There is no grievance or grievance. The fault lies with me alone. You treat me well and I will not make it difficult for you -"
Before Anwo could finish his words, Absek quickly stopped him and refuted.
"What's the crime in joining forces to do a righteous act? If you are guilty, then aren't we all guilty! And the crime deserves death?"
After saying that, Absek held his shoulders again and spoke earnestly.
"I don't think you made any mistakes from the beginning, but some people in our team can't see clearly. I can only protect you first. I hope you can understand!"
"However, this is all in the past. Now that Janusz has been defeated and all his followers have been defeated, I can finally release you!"
Absek then said a lot of words. Even if he knew who this guy was, Anwo couldn't help but be moved.
Now he finally understood what the old man often said. Sometimes knowing less is not a blessing, but knowing too much can be a pain.
If he hadn't been involved in that incident in the church, hadn't seen the night conversation between the general and the legionnaire, and understood so many of the stories behind it, he might have misunderstood the man in front of him as some kind of perfect good man.
certainly.
He knew very well that he was not qualified to say this.
He didn't kill Janusz for any righteous reasons at all. When he was in the church, he hesitated whether to open fire, and now he had to accompany this guy to continue acting against his will.
"...Thank you, General!" Anwo's words rolled out of his Adam's apple, just like the emotion rolling in his eyes.
"I should be the one to say thank you!"
Absek looked at him intently, held his hands tightly, and spoke earnestly and sincerely.
“On behalf of all the survivors in Borneo, thank you for your righteous deed!”
The reporter on the side recorded this scene with a shutter.
Looking at the two people in the darkness, the old stick standing at the end of the group tilted his head slightly, turned his face sideways and said to the old dog standing next to him.
"...Look what I said then."
"Awesome." The old dog's face was written in capital letters, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"Low-key..." Brother Gun coughed slightly and looked modest.
The old wolf gave him a sidelong glance.
"You are so awesome, why don't you do it?"
Brother Gun chuckled.
"You don't understand. The ability to brag and the ability to do things are two different things. When it comes to bragging, the Eagle is not as good as me, but when it comes to doing things, the Eagle is still much better than me."
The eagle standing aside rolled his eyes.
"You don't have to flatter me..."
These bitches!
As long as it is of some use, it is not of no use at all!
The two of them finally finished singing the trick. Eagle coughed lightly and walked up to Anwo to intervene in the conversation.
"Mr. Anwo, although you have your own difficulties, I still hope that you can be calmer when doing things and not go to extremes."
This was said in front of Anwo, but it was said to Absek next to him.
Anwo didn't know whether he heard it or not, he lowered his head in shame and admitted his mistake.
"sorry, I……"
Really not thinking about the plot anymore, Yingying raised his hand to stop him.
"Okay, I don't need to say anything if I'm sorry. This is your internal affairs and we don't want to interfere. What I want to talk about next is related to the situation in Borneo Province. This matter is not only related to us, but also to you.
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Anwo immediately looked at his leader Absek, who in turn looked at the eagle and quickly put on a serious expression.
"Please speak!"
Eagle glanced at the two of them and slowly spoke.
"The foreign minister of the alliance has arrived at Golden Gallen Port. In order to promote a ceasefire between the various forces in Borneo Province, it is best for you to send a representative there."
Without waiting for Absek to speak, he continued.
"We all think you are a good candidate, but we have to ask for your personal opinion. I wonder if you are interested?"
Anwo was overjoyed when he heard this. He was about to agree, but suddenly he reacted and looked at General Absek and said humbly.
"I will listen to the general's arrangements!"
Absek really laughed, patted his hand and said with a satisfied expression.
"Whatever I arrange, as long as it is beneficial to the thousands of people in Borneo Province, just go ahead and do it! Don't ask me! Why don't you thank the envoys of the Alliance!"
Anwo turned to look at the eagle, and wanted to bow his head to thank him, but the latter reached out to hold him up.
"We'd better stop thanking you and let's get out of this damn place first!"
…
Anvo, who stabbed Janusz in court, was released.
Moreover, it was the person who was personally mentioned in the dungeon by Absek, the leader of the Federation.
As soon as this news was published in the "Survivor Daily", it immediately caused a wave of waves in Jingallan Harbor downstream of the Yongliu River.
Originally, many people thought that even if Janusz's faction was completely liquidated, Anwo, who was the first and only one, would probably not end up well.
After all, one thing comes down to the other.
If the assassin was not punished, wouldn't everyone in the future have to follow suit?
From the standpoint of Abu Saik and other senior officials, this is obviously a bad start.
However, people did not expect that Absek actually pardoned Anwo himself.
A photo of the two shaking hands was published on the cover of "Daily Survivor".
Everyone was surprised and couldn't help but clapped their hands and praised that Borneo Province finally had a wise king.
How can a man with an open mind be afraid of the flies and dogs under the shadow?
When a true revolutionary sees his comrades, his eyes are filled with enthusiasm and respect. How can he be suspicious?
Those eyes illuminated by the flash are bright and bright...
With the release of the hero who assassinated Janusz, the Tiandu Palace murder case has finally come to an end.
However, from then on, all officers above the captaincy were disarmed.
It was originally a symbol of their status.
But now, only officers who go to the front line can go to the logistics office to get guns and bullets.
As for the soldiers on duty at all levels, they have also implemented the management method of separating guns and ammunition according to the group. If one person has an accident, two people will be responsible.
Not only that, the directly-affiliated security forces with less than 10,000 troops have also been disrupted.
Originally, the guards of command units at all levels were the confidants promoted by the officers themselves, but now they are uniformly deployed by the logistics department, and the promotion assessment is also concentrated in the hands of the logistics system.
For example, Isher was originally Anwo's subordinate, but now he was assigned to another commander as the captain of the guard team (centurion), but his immediate superior was not the commander of the team, but a senior commander.
A level 10,000 captain.
It is equivalent to disassembling the sword of power into its blade and hilt.
Man is an animal that is good at learning.
Just as Isher saw his own reflection in Orisa's body, Absek saw his own face in Janusz's corpse.
Although he would not admit it, the sudden death of King Tian obviously stimulated him and kept him awake for several nights.
Otherwise, he would not have made a series of changes in such a hurry, hastily proving to everyone that he and Janusz are completely different...even if they are the same kind of people.
However, objectively speaking, regardless of the stimulation that Absek received and his motivation for doing things, the series of changes he made do contain elements of progress.
On the other side, although the seven armies in the field were not dispersed, their morale was greatly reduced.
Coinciding with the decline of Tiandu, the suppression of local forces was lifted. In order to protect themselves, those local forces who were stunned also organized themselves one after another, or found new backers to fight against "natural disasters".
From being beaten and retreating at the beginning, these local armies have now been able to stabilize their own front, and can even fight back and forth with the Heavenly King's army.
The Snake King, who was fighting in the southeast, was the first to receive a head-on blow from the Black Panther Army.
They drove the Snake State and Wolf State city defense forces all over the ground. They were completely vulnerable to the well-equipped and well-trained Black Panther Army. They were forced to give up all thoughts about Leopard State and honestly withdrew.
Within the territory of Wolf State and Snake State.
Coincidentally, things were not going well for the Dog King and Sheep King who were fighting in the north.
First, because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, we fought several battles with our own people. Finally, because they held each other back on the battlefield, they were taken advantage of by Lashi in the east. About one-third of the land in the three northern states fell into
At the hands of Mammoth State authorities.
As for the gray wolf that originally blocked Lacy, although he still fought bravely, he was increasingly unable to cope with the increasingly full-fledged Lacy and his own poor logistics situation.
War is never just a matter on the front line. Alaya's strength alone cannot stop the devastating flash floods from bursting the embankments. He can only watch the Dog, Sheep, and Bird states being carved up by the two rebels.
Except for the three kings who still held the banner of the Heavenly King Army, the remaining four kings were more sensible and returned to Tiandu one after another, changing their banners and drawing a clear line with their original identities.
They are not stupid, they know very well what kind of virtue they are, and what kind of virtue the Heavenly King Army is.
They were like avalanches rolling down from the top of the mountain, and they were able to conquer half of Borneo Province in one go.
But now that the breath held in the chest is gone, the people's hearts are basically gone.
It's only a matter of time before this big ship sinks. It's better to join that federation while you're still valuable, which can be regarded as climbing ashore from this eternal river.
The development of the matter exceeded the expectations of all the spectators who paid attention to the matter.
Especially the diners at a noodle restaurant in Jingallang Port.
Everyone thought that the seven kings in the opposition would develop into a force that cannot be underestimated, but they found that they thought that these rebels who had become monks were too capable...
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In early February, an early light rain gave the air in Tiandu a more humid smell.
This year's rainy season seems to be earlier than in previous years, almost two months earlier.
It seems that the province of Borneo is not completely unaffected by the extreme climate in the wasteland.
At the north gate of Tiandu, there was a long queue of people entering the city, and people were inspected one by one.
Following closely beside the pangolin, Penny, wrapped in a robe, carefully observed her surroundings.
It had only been half a month since they last came here, but the scene here had become somewhat unrecognizable to her.
First, the people with bandages on their arms disappeared, replaced by a group of soldiers in gray military uniforms, patrolling the streets in neat lines.
These clothes are all new, as if they were bought.
Secondly, there seemed to be more vendors on both sides of the street than before. There were shouts and cries everywhere, and it looked so lively!
According to the pangolin, it seems that the commander-in-chief of Tiandu, Abu Saik, has lifted the curfew. Therefore, even some villagers who live far away are pushing the village's specialties here in carts without having to worry about the distance being too far.
Before he could get home, he was caught and tortured by the soldiers.
Having said this, I have to mention in passing that the Xilan coins originally issued by the Xilan Empire have ceased circulation.
However, the new authorities did not adopt a one-size-fits-all strategy. Instead, they allowed residents of Borneo Province to take their Siran coins and exchange them for a new type of money called "Bornese coins" in banks after the joint-stock reform.
This new money is completely issued with the credit endorsement of the authorities and is authorized to be printed by the banknote printing plant in Jingallang Port. The exchange ratio with the Xilan currency is 1:1. It can only be exchanged after completing the resident registration, and each person is limited to 10,000 yuan.
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The recovered Xilan coins are naturally written off directly, while the new money exchanged can be regarded as "releasing liquidity" to the market.
It is said that this is also the idea of the alliance representatives, with the purpose of minimizing the impact of regime change on the middle and lower classes.
During this period of time, they had been hiding in the countryside of Niuzhou and did not return until the situation here stabilized.
Looking at the checkpoint getting closer and closer, Penny looked at the pangolin and couldn't help but whisper.
"Is it really okay to go into the city now?"
Looking at the nervous Penny, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team smiled confidently and comforted her softly.
"Don't worry, I've already asked about it."
Before setting off, he specifically went to the forum to ask and make sure everything was okay.
Don't even say it's okay. The current Borneo authorities are eager to start negotiations with the Legion immediately.
The smell of gunpowder in Saifan Harbor became more and more obvious, and boxes of ammunition were shipped ashore.
Although the alliance is still mediating through diplomatic channels, the Borneo authorities have clearly prepared for the worst.
This battle is 80% inevitable, but negotiations can always delay it for some time.
Except for the three kings and one Alaya who are still making noise in the entire Borneo province, they have basically formed a united front. They are not monolithic, but at least they will not stab each other.
In addition, reinforcements from the Alliance are also arriving one after another.
Even if we can buy a little more time at this time, it would be great for the Borneo authorities.
For the warlords who have exchanged cards with the alliance envoy, the current situation is already very clear.
He will represent the civil service group of the Triumph City, in exchange for "recognizing the legion's actual control of the Port of West Sail" and "the treaty port-related agreements signed by the old empire are still valid", announcing the recognition of the Kingdom of Borneo and recognizing their support for the King of Heaven.
The liquidation of the military remnants.
Although this may offend the Southern Army, the tragedy at West Sails Port has already made both sides sore with each other, and they can no longer care about such things as dignity.
This is not only the intention of Mr. Bennot, but also the unanimous decision of the entire Triumph City Civil Service Group.
They didn't want to take part in the Southern Group's big bet.
Not to mention the odds of winning, there is no benefit if they win the bet, and if they lose, they will lose everything they have worked hard on in Borneo.
As for Borneo's defection to the alliance, it's not a big problem. Those guys who have breasts are mothers have never been loyal at all. At worst, they can just win them back.
The team entering the city slowly moved forward, and finally they were in line.
Without saying a word, the warlord directly pulled out the crumpled document in his arms and revealed his identity.
"I am Pangolin, the legion's messenger! Let your leaders come to see me!"
The six soldiers standing at the city gate were all stunned by these words. Several civilians behind the team were also stunned and subconsciously took a few steps away.
The look of someone trying to avoid him made Penny nervous for a while.
Her palms were sweating, and she tightened the hem of Pangolin's clothes so that her whole body was almost pressed against his body.
At this time, a soldier finally reacted, hurriedly said "Wait a moment", and ran behind the city gate without saying a word.
Not long after, the centurion on duty trotted over from the corner behind the city gate.
Just as the warlord expected.
The warm smile on his face was completely different from the fierce look he had half a month ago.
After confirming the document in his hand, the centurion's smile became even brighter, almost flattering.
"Mr. Messenger, please come in quickly! Our commander has been waiting for you for a long time!"
The Warlander didn't give him any good looks. He looked at him with his nostrils, like a real Willant man, and only nodded his nose that was not high.
"lead the way."
The centurion didn't care, he nodded with a smile on his face and made a polite gesture of invitation.