Facing Roda's questioning, the envoy couldn't help but frowned. In his opinion, he was giving Roda another way to live, but this guy not only was not grateful, but actually dared to question him.
"Execution!" the messenger replied naturally and matter-of-factly.
Upon hearing the news, the crowd erupted into screams. Only Wu Dazhi and the old man who gave him the sword were calm. Probably in their minds, such a result was already expected.
But the outcome of the matter was far beyond Rhoda's expectation. In his mind, he suddenly changed from a hero who saved his relatives and friends to a demon who indirectly killed them.
"Sir, didn't you promise me yesterday that the Queen Mother would pardon them and reward them with enough money to live elsewhere?"
Rhoda hurriedly said that he was unwilling to admit the established facts and even imagined that he must have heard wrongly.
In his desperation, Roda even forgot to maintain his previous respect and took a long step forward, as if he was going to attack the envoy. The warrior behind the envoy stepped forward and stopped Roda.
Perhaps the envoys had previously given polite instructions to Roda, but they did not do anything excessive to Roda.
The messenger looked at Roda with a hopeless look, and then sighed:
"I said yesterday that I would ask the Queen Mother to pardon your sins and ask her to forgive you. But the Queen Mother's thoughts are not something that people like us can guess. Not only did she not forgive you for your disrespect to the royal family, she also asked me
I will strangle you completely!"
After the envoy finished speaking, Roda was completely dumbfounded. He looked at the envoy and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to continue to explain something, but the envoy did not give him a chance.
"It's not all bad news!" The messenger looked at Rhoda with a smile and said with a kind face:
"At least there is good news for you. Because of your respect yesterday, the Queen Mother specially spared your death. But..."
The messenger paused deliberately when he said this. He glanced at Roda from the corner of his eye, trying to catch the subtle changes in his facial expression:
"A pardon is possible, but if you are still struggling with the issue of the crowd behind you, I think the Queen Mother will not mind withdrawing your pardon. After all, people who are too persistent can easily become enemies!"
When he said this, the messenger's face was filled with a proud look. He didn't mind saying unnecessary words in front of a group of dying people:
"Don't place your hopes on the Emperor. Oh no, it should be said that he is the one who usurped power. As long as the Queen Mother is here, he will not be able to sit safely on the throne!"
Rhoda didn't care about this, he only knew that the people behind him could not die, otherwise he would never forgive himself in this life.
"Sir, just let them go secretly. The Queen Mother will not know, please!" Now there was a hint of crying in Rhoda's voice.
It's a pity that the messenger is impatient. His feelings for the group of people in front of him have reached the peak. Do you want him to secretly let them go? That is absolutely impossible.
Although the Queen Mother had forgiven them, he still decided to go against Shuluping's wishes. The messenger no longer struggled with Roda, but turned to the trembling crowd behind him, and then said in a contemptuous tone:
"Now is the time for you to die. I heard that there are many good things in Ciyuan Pavilion. If you are willing to take them out, maybe you can get a good result!"
Facing the temptation of the messenger, everyone no longer believed in him. The previous lessons were still fresh in their minds, and even the stupidest people would not be able to believe him.
Seeing that no one believed what he said and had no intention of taking out the things, he waved to the warrior behind him and said calmly:
"Okay, execute them quickly, we have to go back early!"
The warriors behind the messenger seemed to have been waiting for this order, and as if they had not been on the battlefield for too long, they were full of expectations for this action.
The Khitan warriors rushed over with big swords and slaughtered the defenseless children and women in the middle like animals.
In an instant, under the bright sunshine, among the blue sky and white clouds, cries and screams burst out from the body along with blood.
"Stop! Stop!" Rhoda recovered from his initial composure. Out of a man's responsibility, he must do his best to protect his "relatives". It was he who brought disaster to them, and he must be responsible.
But before he could take any real resistance, three samurai's prairie knives were placed on his neck. As long as he moved, there would be a scene of blood flying everywhere.
However, the Khitan warriors did not give him a chance to move. One of the Khitan warriors hit him hard on the head with the handle of his sword. Roda was knocked to the ground under the huge impact.
The messenger looked at Roda who was lying on the ground, and said with regret: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, so just go and die! If you all die, the treasure of Ciyuan Pavilion will be mine."
, on the contrary..."
The messenger thought of those jade pendants and other treasures with magical powers, and his mood instantly improved. He sat on the horse and laughed.
What he was happy about was not just as simple as getting the treasure. Although he was kidnapped yesterday, he relied on his intelligence and a little trick to easily kill all these people and get the treasure.
Just when the envoy was feeling proud, suddenly a person came flying from not far away. The envoy saw the person with sharp eyes and said to the Khitan warrior beside him like an emperor:
"That damn man still dares to resist. If you go and take off his head, I will reward him with ten taels of silver!"
Wu Dazhi didn't know what he was thinking. His body seemed to be rushing forward uncontrollably, but he couldn't deny that what he was thinking in his mind was that he could save one or two people.
Facing the flying Wu Dazhi, the three Khitan warriors raised their prairie swords and rushed towards him. For a moment, the blood of the Khitan was aroused in their hearts, and they kept shouting, like leopards chasing their prey.
There were no decent weapons in Wu Dazhi's book, only the sword that the old man gave him. He put two long-lost physical strength charms and blood benefit charms on himself. He had no skills to speak of. Facing these Khitan people, Wu Dazhi
The only thing he can do is fight hand to hand.
It's just that the sword given by the old man was very useful. The first Khitan warrior who rushed over was ignorant. He completely underestimated Wu Dazhi's fighting power, and was pierced by Wu Dazhi's sword.
At that moment, both Wu Dazhi and the Khitan warriors were a little surprised. No one expected that the guardian in Wu Dazhi's hands seemed to be alive and would actually find the target of attack and directly assassinate it.
The remaining two Khitan warriors were shocked. Wu Dazhi seized this opportunity, stepped on the corpse of the previous warrior, kicked down hard, and passed the two besiegers.
The moment his figure passed by, he returned a fatal blow to the two Khitan warriors, then continued to rush forward without looking at them.