Uluka was stunned by this option that was beyond common sense. In fact, the young man was also in a state of confusion.
Why did Feng Ze do this? He actually wanted to induce Uruka to kill him.
Is he crazy?
No! This is a trap too!
The young man thought for a moment and then reacted.
Once Feng Ze, the top commander of this army, is killed, it is certain that the army will fall into chaos in a short period of time.
However, if an army has a general, there will usually be a deputy general. As the right-hand man of the commander, the deputy general is naturally very familiar with military affairs.
Once the chief general is unable to command the army for some reason, the deputy general can immediately act as the chief general to ensure the normal operation of the army order under extraordinary conditions.
Therefore, even if Uluka can successfully kill Feng Ze, the leader of the Black Demon Army, the chaos of the Black Demon Army will not last long.
In such a well-disciplined and well-trained army, there must be other people who can take charge of the overall situation. Moreover, this incident may intensify the revenge mentality of the Black Demon Army, and the people of Iron Feather City will undoubtedly die.
Of course, it is impossible to say that some people will be able to take advantage of this short-term chaos to escape, but this must be only a very small number.
Moreover, Feng Ze only gave him a dagger and did not say that he was really ready to be slaughtered. This was a word game.
As a senior general of the Black Demon Army, how could Feng Ze have no martial arts skills? As an ordinary civilian, Uruka's probability of successfully assassinating Feng Ze was extremely low.
"I, I won't do that. I remember what music you like."
Uluka may not have thought as much as the boy, but he still made a more correct choice.
As the saying goes, choose the lesser of two evils. The two options given by Feng Ze actually depend on Feng Ze's wishes in the end. So as a tavern musician, Uruka is certainly more confident in choosing the first option.
"Then...let's begin!"
Feng Ze crossed his arms and waited for Uluka's performance.
"call......"
Uluka took a deep breath, fiddled with the xylophone with his fingers covered in dust and blood, made adjustments, and then he began to play with concentration.
Since this was a memory that had become an established fact, the young man did not need any operation. His fingertips felt the toughness of the strings, and the sweet sound of the piano sounded in his ears.
This is a very cheerful tune. The young man felt as if he had heard a similar tune in a tavern in Iron Feather City. People were beating the beat in unison to the music. While they were enjoying the firelight and wine, they were also enjoying the music.
Inner peace.
The pleasant beat of the melody blurs the boundaries between calm and joy, as if peace itself is a kind of joy, and joy itself is also a kind of peace.
In the long coda, Uluka's performance ended. He quietly raised his head and cast his anxious eyes on the man who was sitting on the main seat with his head in thought.
After a long time, Feng Ze exhaled a breath, stared into Uluka's eyes and said, "Why do you want to play this piece of music?"
Uluka swallowed and said, "I remember your sister liked this piece of music very much."
"You actually still remember?"
Feng Ze raised his head and sighed. His eyes were a little moist. It was hard to imagine that this cold guy could have such a face.
"This song... do you like it?"
The young man felt relieved when he saw that Feng Ze seemed deeply touched. It seemed that Uluka's choice was correct.
"I won't hate anything Tanya likes."
Feng Ze looked at Uluka with a hint of gentleness in his eyes.
"Very good, I'm very satisfied. Your choice saved a thousand lives."
"Wha, what?"
The young man felt his eye muscles stretching. He knew that Uluka was staring in disbelief at this moment. He asked Feng Zedao: "Didn't you agree to let the whole city go?"
"I didn't say that, and you don't seem to realize it yet, why would I bother to play this game with you?"
Feng Ze smiled, his seemingly gentle expression turning into mockery.
"The order to massacre the city has been issued a long time ago, so my people have nothing to report to me before ending all this."
"this!"
This news shocked Uluka.
"Didn't you say that your people will only kill those who resist?"
In the face of life and death, most people will still choose life rationally. I believe that not everyone will choose to resist in front of the blade of the Black Demon Army.
"Do you believe this? Can't you see that my people have shown no mercy to the good people in your eyes?"
Feng Ze sneered and picked up the wine glass again. After taking a sip of the wine, he said:
"Then I will issue an order tomorrow to ask those who are still alive to leave the city."
"tomorrow?"
"Yes, there are at least 30,000 people in the city today, right? I will release as many of them as are still alive at noon tomorrow."
Feng Ze smiled, filled up another wine glass, and then left his seat with two wine glasses.
"It is said in the Light Canon that 'helping a hundred people escape calamity can be called a saint'. I think no matter what happens tomorrow, there will be only one or two thousand people left in the city, right? You can go to the church to be canonized now. Of course, I don't know if the priests there are
Still alive."
Feng Ze walked up to Uluka, handed him a wine glass and said:
"What a joy! What you do today should be praised by those lucky people who are lucky enough to survive."
"No, no, can't you let everyone go? Do more good deeds for others, and the God of Light will protect you in heaven."
"Huh? Even if I have the chance after my death, I will not go to heaven. If there is no way to hell, I will throw myself into it."
Feng Ze sneered. This was the second time Uluka rejected his kindness. He no longer suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Why? Are you bewitched by the devil?"
"Huh? Bewitched?"
Feng Ze grinned and said: "The Light Doctrine teaches everyone to be content with their 'duty'! Peasants should be farmers all their lives! Nobles should be nobility all their lives! Teach people that suffering is their destiny!"
Although Uluka was frightened by Feng Ze's emotional outburst, he still argued:
"No, shouldn't it be like this? Only if we all obey God's arrangements will the world be as peaceful as God desires."
Feng Ze laughed and scolded: "Then you are willing to be a freak? Are you willing to walk on the street and get stoned? Are you willing to be unable to hold your head up for the rest of your life?"
"If your fate is unfair, you should fight. The nobles are afraid of us. Look at that arrogant city lord who prides himself on his noble bloodline. I just cut off his head."
Feng Ze opened the brocade box on the table, and the smell of blood suddenly filled the room. He grabbed the round head and showed it in front of Uluka.
"And who am I? I am a pariah! His noble Marquis is trampled under my feet, and his head will become my wine cup. Then don't I violate the 'destiny' set for me by the God of Light?"
"Well!!"
Uluka was so frightened by the ferocious head that he fell to the ground. Wendel, who had been dead for a long time, had a face full of fear and disbelief. I am afraid that at the moment before he died, he did not expect that he would be so miserable.
die.
"The king I serve said: 'If fate is unfair, then fight to the end.' His words made me decide to follow him to the death. God of light? Emperor? Lord? They are nothing! Am I afraid?
"
Feng Ze threw the head back into the brocade box. His cheeks were rosy, and it was obvious that he was already drunk.
"I don't want to succumb to the so-called fate. Those who dare to stand in my way or hinder me should die!"
After that, Feng Ze smashed the wine glass on the ground, then pulled out the long sword from his waist, pointed at the trembling Uluka on the ground and shouted:
"Choose! Do you want to continue to follow that bullshit God of Light! Or follow me and follow the great Dark Lord together!"
"I"
"Don't you understand yet?!"
"Only the Dark Lord, only my most noble king, can give us heretics a truly bright future! Only he will truly be on our side!"
Uluka was stunned by this option that was beyond common sense. In fact, the young man was also in a state of confusion.
Why did Feng Ze do this? He actually wanted to induce Uruka to kill him.
Is he crazy?
No! This is a trap too!
The young man thought for a moment and then reacted.
Once Feng Ze, the top commander of this army, is killed, it is certain that the army will fall into chaos in a short period of time.
However, if an army has a general, there will usually be a deputy general. As the right-hand man of the commander, the deputy general is naturally very familiar with military affairs.
Once the chief general is unable to command the army for some reason, the deputy general can immediately act as the chief general to ensure the normal operation of the army order under extraordinary conditions.
Therefore, even if Uluka can successfully kill Feng Ze, the leader of the Black Demon Army, the chaos of the Black Demon Army will not last long.
In such a well-disciplined and well-trained army, there must be other people who can take charge of the overall situation. Moreover, this incident may intensify the revenge mentality of the Black Demon Army, and the people of Iron Feather City will undoubtedly die.
Of course, it is impossible to say that some people will be able to take advantage of this short-term chaos to escape, but this must be only a very small number.
Moreover, Feng Ze only gave him a dagger and did not say that he was really ready to be slaughtered. This was a word game.
As a senior general of the Black Demon Army, how could Feng Ze have no martial arts skills? As an ordinary civilian, Uruka's probability of successfully assassinating Feng Ze was extremely low.
"I, I won't do that. I remember what music you like."
Uluka may not have thought as much as the boy, but he still made a more correct choice.
As the saying goes, choose the lesser of two evils. The two options given by Feng Ze actually depend on Feng Ze's wishes in the end. So as a tavern musician, Uruka is certainly more confident in choosing the first option.
"Then...let's begin!"
Feng Ze crossed his arms and waited for Uluka's performance.
"call......"
Uluka took a deep breath, fiddled with the xylophone with his fingers covered in dust and blood, made adjustments, and then he began to play with concentration.
Since this was a memory that had become an established fact, the young man did not need any operation. His fingertips felt the toughness of the strings, and the sweet sound of the piano sounded in his ears.
This is a very cheerful tune. The young man felt as if he had heard a similar tune in a tavern in Iron Feather City. People were beating the beat in unison to the music. While they were enjoying the firelight and wine, they were also enjoying the music.
Inner peace.
The pleasant beat of the melody blurs the boundaries between calm and joy, as if peace itself is a kind of joy, and joy itself is also a kind of peace.