The cloth bag dripping with blood was thrown to the ground, and the scalp with hair slipped out of the mouth, and a disgusting stench hit his face.
Groups of soldiers returned, all bringing back the target's scalp. Montezuma III looked at the time and realized that only more than forty minutes had passed.
The mission was successfully completed. Early tomorrow morning, news would spread that the prime minister, city administrators and other important ministers of the kingdom had suddenly died at home. You can imagine what kind of turmoil it would cause. Montezuma III didn't care.
Eradicating sycophants is the only way to strengthen a country.
Even if quite a few of these important ministers were personally promoted when he ascended the throne, he would not hesitate to do so!
"You have done a good job." Montezuma III looked at the soldiers in front of him and said, "I have prepared a reward for you."
Legion Commander Cusda said: "Send it to our tribe."
"good."
Without the obstruction of the prime minister, city administrators and others, Montezuma III's policies could be fully implemented. This was also the first step in the rise of their descendants of the Sun God.
Tonatic has agreed to his request and is willing to lower his power and arm his soldiers. In this way, the Aztec Empire will have the confidence to confront the United States of America...
Montezuma III firmly believed that the sun god Tonatihe was the most powerful, more powerful than the ancient gods such as Nereida and Assis, and this was indeed the case.
As long as Tonatihe takes action, the Aztec Empire will definitely defeat the United States of America and regain the lost land!
Nothing can stop him...
This time, the Sun God is closer to them!
The next day.
As the morning sun rose, the bodies of the prime minister and the city administrator were found in the bedroom. Once the news spread, it immediately caused panic. The prime minister of the empire is an important minister second only to the king!
Even they died in their own homes, what else could possibly happen?
Soon the sheriff sealed off the scene and reported the news to Montezuma III. Montezuma III pretended to be completely unaware, with a look of shock that seemed real. It took him a long time to come to his senses and ordered the city to be cordoned off and mobilized the army.
Comprehensive search for the murderer.
The drunkard's intention was not to drink. Montezuma III wanted to use the opportunity of finding the murderer to pour dirty water on Goncharov and others. In this way, not only would he have reasons to expel and judge them, but he would also be able to block them.
The mouth of the doomsday party....
Kill three birds with one stone!
Now is not the time to fall out with the Doomsday Party. When the training of his new army is completed, he will no longer need the help of the Doomsday Party.
Montezuma III had already planned the future for the empire, and no one else could trust him when it came to dispatching troops. Only by letting his son Huna go there in person could he be sure of everything.
Prince Huna did not disappoint Montezuma III's expectations. He soon led the army to blockade the city and prohibited anyone from entering or exiting. Then he came to the palace to resume his duties.
"Father, what should we do next?"
"I want you to go to the scene of the crime, lead the clues to the mission of the Church of Truth, and let them bear the crime." Montezuma III said: "You can arrest them, but you cannot harm their lives. The Aztec Empire is now
You cannot fall out with the Truth Church, you must ensure their safety."
If it weren't for the orders of the Doomsday Party, Montezuma III would never have attacked the mission of the Church of Truth. He would have loved to join the Northern Alliance and get the support of the Kingdom of Windsor and the Kingdom of Romanov!
But the Doomsday Party does not allow him to have private contact with the Church of Truth. At present, the Aztec Empire cannot escape the control of the Doomsday Party. The important officials of the empire who died last night were all non-Doomsday Party members. The purpose of getting rid of them is to clear the way for a powerful country and to show the way to a powerful country.
The Doomsday Party expressed its stance and stabilized them.
As long as this crisis can be safely overcome, the Aztec Empire will be able to usher in a period of rapid development. When the training of the new army is completed, it will be able to get rid of the Doomsday Party and become completely independent!
Hu Na turned around and walked towards the door, suddenly stopped, looked at the figure walking into the hall, and was stunned.
"Russell...Mr., why are you here?"
"With such a big thing happening, shouldn't I come?"
Russell has long black hair, a face as delicate as a girl's, wears light makeup and a long skirt, and even his voice is as ethereal and delicate as a girl's, but Huner calls him sir.
This is just one of Russell's many appearances, and it is also his favorite. No one knows what he looks like. Gospel Russell never shows his true face and often changes his appearance.
With a delicate face and a slender figure, he looked harmless to humans and animals, but Montezuma III tensed his body and subconsciously entered a defensive posture.
"Your Majesty, why do you want to kill the prime minister and others?"
Russell didn't talk nonsense and asked straight to the point: "I need a reason."
"They refused to carry out my order." Montezuma III gave the reason he had prepared long ago: "I ordered that the mission of the Church of Truth be prohibited from entering, but they let people into the city privately. This is intolerable.
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"Oh...because they disobeyed His Majesty's orders, Your Majesty will kill them, right?"
"I'm on a mission for the Doomsday Party."
Hearing these words, Russell suddenly smiled, with a soft smile, like gurgling water, gentle and pure. However, Montezuma III's heart tightened. Based on his understanding of Russell, when a smile is shown, it is often fatal.
when.
"Yes, that's right, the mission of the Doomsday Party." Russell kept nodding his head: "Because the negotiations between the Doomsday Party and the Church of Truth broke down, you have to expel them... and even plan to frame the crime on them.
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"am I wrong?"
"You're right. We should definitely give the Church of Truth some pain. We can't let them think that the Doomsday Party is easy to bully."
Russell put away his smile: "But I don't remember that I issued the task of prohibiting the envoys from entering the city. Your Majesty, isn't this your own decision?"
Montezuma III frowned: "At the beginning, you clearly said that you would make the Church of Truth pay the price for their arrogance. Why, has the plan changed?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The plan has never changed, but the Truth Church's refusal to cooperate with the Doomsday Party was an unexpected and special situation, which disrupted our rhythm.
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Russell said calmly: "This is nothing. Originally, the Doomsday Party planned to retreat to the second line, temporarily avoid the front line, and use the Church of Truth to block the Apocalypse God System."
"The Aztec Empire is our base. If you expel the mission and prohibit the Church of Truth from developing in the Aztec Empire, how can we use them to stop the Apocalypse God System?"
"The Church of Truth sent a small mission and asked you to go to war and kill many important officials of the empire. What will you do if the Apocalypse Divine System's army invades the territory?"
Faced with Russell's repeated questions, Montezuma III's eyes darkened and he remained silent.
The perspective is different, and the way of looking at the problem is also different. He does not want to use the Church of Truth to block the Apocalypse God System at all. The reason is very simple. If one more force enters, the sovereignty of the Aztec Empire will be threatened. By then, the Church of Truth and the Doomsday Party will
Joining forces to stop the Apocalypse God System and advance and retreat together, should the Aztec Empire obey orders honestly or rise up to resist?
From the standpoint of Montezuma III, kicking off the Doomsday Party and cooperating with the Church of Truth is a good plan; kicking away the Church of Truth and cooperating with the Doomsday Party is also a good plan; only the Doomsday Party cooperates with the Church of Truth in the Aztec Empire
Blocking the Apocalypse God System together is not a good plan!
For this reason, it is necessary to expel the mission of the Church of Truth from the country.
Only in this way can the Doomsday Party be forced to use all its strength to fight against the Apocalypse God System. By then, the new army will probably be trained, and the Aztec Empire will have a chance to get rid of the Doomsday Party.
Seemingly seeing through Montezuma III's thoughts, Russell changed the subject: "Your Majesty, I heard that you secretly trained an army?"
"No, where did you hear that?"
"If not, who did your Majesty send to assassinate the important ministers of the empire last night?"
Montezuma III didn't know how to answer. He had no room for quibbles. Russell was obviously prepared.
"I think they should be in...this direction."
Looking around, Russell suddenly walked towards the small door leading to the back courtyard of the palace. Montezuma III quickly followed, and Huna also caught up after seeing this.
"Russell...Mr. Russell!"
Just when he was approaching the back courtyard, Montezuma III finally couldn't help it anymore: "Wait a minute!"
"Your Majesty, what can I do for you?"
"I would like to ask for your opinion on the next steps..."
Montezuma III gave in. In order to protect his soldiers, he could only compromise with Russell.
But Russell didn't buy it and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you have asked the right person, but before answering your question, I think someone should bear the public's anger."
"Angry? What anger do they have?"
"An important minister of the empire died suddenly overnight. Shouldn't there be an explanation? Your Majesty, you have always wanted to create a prosperous age. But can a prosperous age without the rule of law be considered a prosperous age?"
Russell said quietly: "If you make a mistake, you should be punished."
Montezuma III's voice was trembling: "What do you want to do?"
"Your Majesty, of course you are right, but soldiers who have committed heinous crimes must be put to death."
With that said, Russell walked into the back court and saw the soldiers who were training. His smile became even bigger. He clapped his hands to summon the soldiers and read out the 'Crime Judgment'.
Even if the trial is just Russell's personal opinion, it still makes Montezuma III feel cold. At present, he does not have the strength to compete with the Doomsday Party, unless he seeks the asylum of Tonatih, but Tonatih will not be there.
Expose yourself in front of the doomsday party...
"Mr. Russell, listen to me, they followed my order to assassinate the prime minister and his companions. It was my fault. Please...please let them go..."
Faced with Montezuma III's almost pleading suggestion, Russell looked indifferent: "No, they must die. Your Majesty, it is up to you to issue the order to execute them."
"I can not do it!"
Montezuma III's body was trembling, and he turned to look at the soldiers. Each of their faces looked so familiar. He knew all of them by name, and knew which tribe they came from, and even the situation at home...
Gritting his teeth, Montezuma III suddenly knelt down on one knee, held Russell's right hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of his fingers. This was a symbol of surrender. Such a move by a king seemed to abandon his majesty and self-esteem.
"Your Majesty, you should know that the more this happens, the more likely they are to die."
Russell withdrew his hand expressionlessly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the back of his fingers, and said in a cold voice: "Without the Doomsday Party, the Aztec Empire would have perished long ago. You don't even have this consciousness. You disappoint me so much."
Well, it was not me who killed these soldiers, but you yourself, Your Majesty."
"You should be more fortunate. This arrogant act of training soldiers privately is intended to cause rebellion, and I just executed these soldiers to give you a small warning."
"I understand, I understand that the fault is mine alone, and they are innocent..." Montezuma III said with a pale face: "I will disperse them and let them go home, as long as they are spared their lives..."
Huna saw Montezuma III's undignified appearance, and so did the soldiers.
"His Majesty!"
The familiar voice made Montezuma III tremble, turned his head, and met the eyes of Legion Commander Custar.
Cusda looked at him and slowly shook his head, as if to remind Montezuma III of his dignity as a king.
Their eyes met, and a thousand words could be said in an instant. Custard did not remind him, but looked to the north, to his former homeland.
The next second, Cusda suddenly pulled out the dagger and inserted it diagonally into his left chest.
The sharp blade cut open the skin and pierced the heart. In just a moment, Cusda's lips turned white due to lack of blood. With trembling hands, he pulled off the bone chain from his neck and handed it to Montezuma III: "Please give me the knife."
It...brings back my tribe..."
The body fell heavily to the ground and stopped breathing. After Cusda died, the soldiers pulled out their weapons and committed collective suicide.
thump!
thump!
One body after another fell down, and Montezuma III stared blankly, his heart pounding, as if his vitality had been drained away, and his whole body grew old rapidly.
The sun shone on him, but it could not warm his heart. He finally understood the meaning of his father's words before his death.
God is too far away from them, and the devil is too close to them.
Russell killed not only Custar's group of soldiers, but also Montezuma III who wanted revenge.
My heart was ashen and cast a haze of despair.
Russell glanced at the body on the ground with disgust and left the back courtyard without looking back. Huner quickly stepped forward to help Montezuma III, but Montezuma III's body was like a puddle of mud and he could not be lifted up.
"Father! Father! Your Majesty!"
Hu Na shouted sternly: "You are the king! You are the king! Custar and the others committed suicide because they did not want you to give up the dignity of the king! That is exactly what Russell wanted to see! If you fail to recover, Custar and the others will
Die in vain!"
No matter how Hu Na persuaded him, Montezuma III did not respond and sat slumped on the ground, his eyes blank.
It was also at this time that a pair of eyes slowly poked out from the wall outside the courtyard, staring at Montezuma III. When he saw that Montezuma III had become a cripple, he retreated with satisfaction.
However, Russell did not see Montezuma III's right hand holding the bone chain with such force that the sharp bone chain penetrated deeply into his palm, and blood continued to drip.