Amidst the howling wind, the bright rebel flag was fluttering, and Governor Velen's bodyguards were slowly advancing. The six hundred cavalrymen acted like one person, protecting Governor Velen completely, and advanced to the garrison.
Out of the range of military catapults.
Below the city, the rebels were arrogant; above the city, the defenders looked as pale as vegetables.
"People in Diasoma City, listen up, this is your last chance to survive." Wearing a blood-red cloak and silver dress, Governor Velen rode forward so that the defenders at the top of the city could not only hear
You can still see your own voice, "I—Governor Velen, the leader of this army of 100,000 people, want to speak to the general of the Diyasoma City garrison."
"Long live Governor Velen! Long live Governor Velen! Long live Governor Velen!" The rebels below the city let out thunderous cheers.
"Before my patience runs out, you'd better send someone who can speak out." After the cheers stopped, Governor Velen laughed, "Otherwise, my army will destroy your city.
Razed to the ground!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The rebels shook the weapons in their hands, and their crazy shouts became louder and louder. They were confused with the sound of the stone cart idling, and hit the already fragile body of Diasoma like a wave.
city wall.
"In my eyes, Diasoma City is just a grain of sand! In fact, you didn't do anything wrong. It's just that you accidentally blocked my way forward. You must give in!" At this point in the threat, Governor Velen's words
The tone softened slightly, "For the sake of the innocent people in the city, don't you want to correct this mistake? Haven't you always claimed that you love the people like sons? If it's because your general died, then there are still lords and city lords, right?
? Come out, you are also qualified to negotiate surrender!"
Under the gaze of nearly 100,000 rebels, four garrison officers with relatively neat armor walked up to the city. After moving to both sides, a significantly shorter general followed and walked out. Together with the four around him,
Compared with an officer, this short general is almost like a boy - even though he wears a pair of gold-yellow silver-embellished armor that only the great lords of the empire can possess.
"Under the Sibia Empire, the acting lord of Diasoma City, Yarsad Saran is here!" The short general took off his helmet, revealing a dusty face, and faced the ten people under the city with a calm and fearless expression.
Thousands of rebels.
But to Governor Velen's ears, this voice was clearly childish, and it was unusual to have such a child as an opponent.
There were also sneers in the rebel formation, kid? It’s too easy to win this battle!
"Yarsad Salan, I can recognize your identity as the city lord, which means that you can now negotiate with me on behalf of all the people of Diasoma City." Governor Velen said seriously: "Surrender! You guys
There is no chance of winning."
"I am standing here as the acting city lord, and I am not trying to surrender to you." Yarsad Salan was so calm that he didn't look like a teenager. "I am showing the rebels that Diasoma City has a leader.
It exists! If the city lord sacrifices, there will be an acting city lord, and if the acting city lord sacrifices, the next acting city lord will succeed! Even if you fight to the last person, there is absolutely no reason to surrender to rebellion!"
"First of all, I admire your courage, and secondly, I despise your stupidity." Governor Velen laughed, "Rebellion? Who is the rebel?"
An officer next to Yarsad couldn't help but stepped forward and reprimanded loudly: "Aren't you a rebel, Velen?"
"Of course it's not a rebellion. I, Velen, am just a persecuted noble!" Velen retorted: "Rebels all use committing rebellion as a means, and their ultimate goal is to overthrow the empire and ascend to the throne! But, look,
Me! Did I, Velen, display my own banner? Did I declare that I would overthrow the Sbia Empire? Did I attack the Holy City? I was avoiding and fleeing, and you are blocking my path!
I must cross this city for the sake of the 100,000 people of my clan who I lead! Whether you want to fight until the last person and harm innocent people, or whether you surrender now and go your own way, you choose!"
"Who will believe your lies!" Another officer shouted loudly on the top of the city: "You despicable villain!"
"Cohen Keda once said that life is like gambling. I agree with this sentence. You are gambling now, but the stake is not a copper coin." Velen did not make any rebuttal on the despicable point, "If you don't gamble,
Even if the army rushes into the city, blood will flow like a river! If you take the gamble, there is at least a glimmer of hope of survival! I, Velen, hereby swear that after you surrender, I will treat you kindly, and I will not abuse you, no matter the nobles or civilians.
Kill innocent people - if you anger me, then..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" One hundred thousand rebels shouted in unison without losing any opportunity. The sound was so loud that the sand on the city wall was sliding downwards.
"Surrender! I'll give you some time to think about it." Velen raised his hand to stop the roar of the army, with a gentle look in his eyes, and said slowly with a heavy tone of compassion: "The army below the city, the army above the city,
They all come from the same hometown. Among the two armies, there are fathers and sons who are connected by flesh and blood, uncles and nephews who are looking forward to reunion, and brothers who have the same mother... Someone once said that a war without brothers killing each other cannot be called a true war.
Tragic, then, the war that is about to break out will be more tragic than any other in history, but it can be avoided. As long as you surrender, all tragedies will not happen..."
On the city wall, the defenders showed some signs of wavering, which could be seen from the officers running around.
"Or your officers are unwilling to surrender because they rely on the lives of soldiers to maintain their glory, but this glory does not belong to ordinary soldiers. If you continue to fight, what can you get except death? As an ordinary person, happiness
The only explanation is to live, and there is hope if you live." Velen continued affectionately, and began to shift the target of seduction from the garrison generals to ordinary soldiers, "Your only choice now is to join my side and capture you.
The highest general, kill the officers around you! Only in this way will you have the right to live! Your life and death should not be decided by the officers!"
The defenders on the city wall continue to waver, and have developed into riots in some places. From this point of view, the legions in the border areas cannot be compared with the legions in the interior of the empire in terms of quality and loyalty. However, this also saves a lot.
Trouble - thinking of this, Governor Velen shouted: "Time is running out, you make a decision!"
At the top of the city of Diyasoma, Yersad Salan, who had been silent for a long time, raised his hand to stop the officer beside him from speaking, then turned and walked away, followed closely by several officers who accompanied him. They were too far apart.
Governor Velen really had no way of knowing the details, but judging from the pushing and shoving of the officers following him, it seemed that they had already had a quarrel or were persuading something... Velen's heart moved and he reached out to the people behind him.
A gesture.
"All the troops - advance!" the rebel general who received the order issued the order, "Catapults - prepare!"
"We must win! We must win! We must win!" After three shouts, the infantrymen in the front line of the rebel army slowly stepped forward, protecting their whole bodies with huge black shields. On the upper edge of the shield, the tip of a bright sword was exposed, reflecting the light.
Countless pieces of armor collided with each other as the master's footsteps moved, and the crisp sounds they made gathered together to become a heavy muffled sound that almost made the four walls tremble...
Amidst the sound of the noose of the catapult, the suspension bridge facing the rebel main camp in Diasoma City shook for a moment. Then, under the calm gaze of Governor Velen, the iron chains made a loud sound, and the heavy suspension bridge slammed down.
There was a "bang" and dust flew up!
"The enemy has made a sudden move! The front troops are on guard, archers are on hand!" The rebel general became nervous, "The cavalry entered the fast lane and prepared to counterattack!"
Governor Velen slowly raised his right hand and waved it, and the general next to him gave another order: "Stop the whole army and don't attack yet!"
"Ha!" The march of the military formation stopped, more than ten thousand shields slammed into the ground, and countless spears were aimed at the city gate.
The two armies were silent, a dead silence.
"Creak..." With a sound, the small door on the gate of Diyasoma that only allowed one person to pass through was pushed open, and someone walked out. Because of the angle of the sunlight, it was not clear for a while that the person who came out could not be seen clearly.
Who is this person? However, this person walking in the shadows took less than three steps before he tripped over something on the ground and fell to the ground with a "pop".
Before the jeers among the rebels reached a certain scale, they were stopped by the gloomy-looking Velen. This was a really tense time!
The man stood up again, shook the dust off his body, and walked step by step into the sunshine. A pair of golden armor inlaid with silver patterns appeared in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of rebels, and the rebels couldn't help shouting.
Cheering: "We must win! We must win! We must win!"
"My nephew, you really did not disappoint me. You surrendered for the sake of the people. This is the first step for you to mature. Keep going, keep moving forward." Weilun suppressed the excitement in his heart and ordered: "Who dares to challenge me?"
The Lord of Yasoma City is rude and will be killed without mercy!"
Wearing the golden armor left behind by his father, and the black cloak given by the emperor on his back, Yarsad.
Saran walked on the road leading to the main camp of the rebels, one step after another, stepping on the center line of the road without any deviation. Fifty steps outside the city gate, the expressionless Yarsad stopped and fought back.
He took out three items from behind that only a city lord could possess and placed them in front of him - a gold sword inlaid with gems, a square seal wrapped in red gold velvet, and a booklet recording city information.
These are the three necessary items for surrendering and handing over power, symbolizing everything that belongs to the city lord. The rebels almost sang loudly - after living in the open for so many days, they finally had a provincial capital and had a good life.
!
Then, Yersad Salan at the city gate took out another scroll and held it to his chest with both hands.
"Nephew, if I read correctly, what you are holding in your hand is your family's Affidavit of Adulthood, right?"
Velen thought about the manuscript he had just read, and suddenly realized, "The Salan family's oath of adulthood requires the signature of an elder to be effective. That's why you insist that you are the acting city lord and do not have full power, right? It doesn't matter.
I am your elder! I will sign this affidavit of adulthood for you, and as a reward for your outstanding abilities, I will also let you continue to be the city lord! Good boy, you have the decisiveness and determination that amazes me.
courage!"
Hearing Velen's words, Yarsad, who had a silent expression, moved one step to the left, one step, and another, to make way for the center of the road - this is part of the surrender etiquette, indicating acceptance of the superior and respectful greeting of the superior.
s arrival.
Seeing Yersad's behavior, Velen's face finally showed a happy smile.
At the moment when Velen smiled, the city gate fifty steps behind Yarsad vibrated with a "bang", and sand and stones kept falling downwards, as if someone was about to push the gate open. The city gate
Once opened, the city can basically be said to be undefended from the attacking party. This is also part of the surrender ceremony, and the people who come out next should be people cleaning the roads...
The city gate, which had been damaged and then repaired, finally opened. The dust in the doorway gradually dispersed, and it was blurry. It seemed like someone was coming out of the door. It was because of the angle of the sunlight that no one could see clearly who was coming.
Among the 100,000 rebels, there are many people with good eyesight. Like Velen, they are all staring at the edge of the sun shining on the ground. For such a surrender ceremony that marks an important turning point, no one wants to miss everyone.
A little bit.
The front half of a black boot stepped into a bright spot of light.
The other foot followed into the bright light, and the black dress skirt. Then, the person took another step and stopped. The bright sunlight just illuminated everything below his nose and the upper part of his face.
Still hidden in the darkness, but in the bright light, an evil smile spread from the corners of his pursed lips.
On the chest of the dress, a huge royal emblem of the Sbia Empire shines brightly!
Among the rebel generals, some people are trembling slightly, not because of happiness, but because of fear in their hearts...
In the doorway, the visitor's body was moving forward. He slowly raised his foot. The moment he put it down, he stamped the idea of victory of one hundred thousand rebels into the ground - under the sun, black eyes! Black eyes
Hair! Black Cohn Kedar!
The rebels closest to the city gate were nearly a hundred reconnaissance skirmishers. They were at least a thousand steps away from the city gate, but at that moment, hundreds of people flew back with a "hoo"!
With a sarcastic smile, Cohen Keda's footsteps did not stop, and he moved forward as if he was taking a walk, with his eyes as easy-going as if he were attending a banquet. But the rebel scouts were almost in a state of confusion, and they all bowed their heads.
They retreated at the same rate. On the top of the city, the soldiers who were originally prostrate on the ground stood up at the same time, stood majestic and high-spirited, and the guards officers in silver armor ran forward - pulling dozens of huge
The flag of Emperor Sbia was unfurled on the city wall at the same time!
The Emperor of the Empire is in Diasoma City!
The Guards are in Diasoma City!
You've been fooled! This is a trap! A despicable and shameless trap!
No one can survive with Cohn Kedar here!
There were hundreds of thousands of rebels, and every one of them was speechless. Apart from shock, there was nothing in his head. This was true for the generals, and also for the ordinary soldiers... In the huge field, it was so quiet that only the sound of "rustling" footsteps was left! Even if
Even people like Wei Lun couldn't accept such a huge contrast. His face turned pale, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and he had lost the ability to think of countermeasures. But there was a voice in his heart still shouting... "This is not
Really...this is not true!"
Along the middle of the road, Cohen Keda walked to Yarsad Saran and stopped. A maid in white appeared beside them out of thin air and placed a golden throne on the ground - this golden light
The shining throne usually requires ten people to move, but it is like a toy in her hands. She takes it lightly and deftly, and puts it down lightly and deftly.
This maid must be the legendary mysterious white figure beside His Majesty the Emperor!
It turned out that Yarsad Salan was not preparing to surrender, he was preparing to have His Majesty the Emperor personally grant him the status of city lord! Those things placed on the ground were all items that His Majesty the Emperor wanted to bestow upon him.
Cohen Keda lifted the cloak behind him and sat down on the throne. Looking at his refreshed appearance, how could he look like he was seriously ill and about to eternity? Although he was the only one sitting there, even though he had no weapons in his hands,
But no one among the rebels dared to move rashly, for fear that if they did, they would incur a thunderous blow from Korn Keda.
In any army of the Divine Alliance, the name of Korn Kedar is directly linked to death... He only needs to move his fingers to get death from the sky, from the earth, from around him, or from some more...
Countless troops rushed out of the strange place and trampled you into flesh!
Therefore, these 100,000 rebels could only remain silent and fearful, waiting for his final judgment on themselves.
Cohen Keda's eyes gradually raised, and the main rebel formation came into view, but the sarcastic smile on his face became more intense - he was about to speak.
"Surrender! I'll give you some time to think about it." The first words spoken by Emperor Sibia gave people a familiar feeling, as if they had heard it not long ago, "The army below the city, the army above the city,
They all come from the same hometown. Among the two armies, there are fathers and sons who are connected by flesh and blood, uncles and nephews who are looking forward to reunion, and brothers who have the same mother... Someone once said that a war without brothers killing each other cannot be called a true war.
Tragic, then, the war that is about to break out will be more tragic than any other in history, but it can be avoided. As long as you surrender, all tragedies will not happen..."
If there really is an emperor in the world who likes to humiliate others the most, this is the one in front of him; if there is really something in the world that makes people want to commit suicide in shame and anger, this is it. In the rebel array, soldiers' weapons kept falling off their hands... Fear
, the irresistible fear is coming with the words of Cohen Keda!
"Or your officers are unwilling to surrender because they rely on the lives of soldiers to maintain their glory, but this glory does not belong to ordinary soldiers. If you continue to fight, what can you get except death? As an ordinary person, happiness
The only explanation is to stay alive. If you stay alive, there will be hope." Emperor Sibia's words were actually exactly the same as those of Governor Velen just now. "Your only choice now is to join my side and capture your top general.
, kill the officers around you! Only in this way do you have the right to live! Your life and death should not be decided by the officers!"
Using the same language to persuade them to surrender has completely different effects.
Except for the rebels in the main formation, the other rebels on three sides besieging the city retreated with a "coax", abandoning their helmets and armor, crying for their fathers and mothers...
The rebel soldiers in the main formation were looking at the officers with strange eyes, which made the officers feel terrified. After killing dozens of soldiers who tried to overtake or escape, the supervising team was ordinary people.
Soldiers besieged...
"I captured an officer! I don't have to die!"
"Fuck you, don't take mine!"
"SS! The SS is full of officers!"
"Go! Kill! Charge!"
Cohen Keda in the city, he watched all this with a smile. (To be continued)