Blood tax

Chapter 495 The Lord Does Not Care
With a burst of hammering, the iron nail penetrated the flesh and bone, and was deeply embedded in the wooden bar.With the monotonous creaking sound, the crude cross was pulled up by the rope, letting the endless mournful howl go with the wind, until the dark sky gradually withered in the wild wind.

On both sides of the borodino boulevard leading to the old town, a cross was erected every three meters to nail the captured rebel fighters.

Among these miserable corpses were inhuman, muscular bodies, with curly tentacles, feathered wings, horns, and four hooves.The defeated rebels were surrounded by the Bayeram Army from several directions, and thousands of people who did not die on the battlefield or drowned in the river were crucified by the legionnaires and left to weather.

"Forgiveness is hard to obey."

Griffith replied to the herald with the same tone as if he was endorsing: "The prisoners of the Verona Allied Forces are not the prisoners of the Legion."

"Leader-one Assault Squadron Commander," the herald from Bayeran shouted, "This is an order from the Senate!"

"I understand what you said," Griffith held his swords in his hands, and said in an unhurried tone, "I will report to the superior and follow the procedure."

"Who do you &*￥% report to?"

The officer who gave the order raised his whip, and before he could say another threatening word, a javelin grazed his ear, and he nearly fell off his horse in fright.

"Sorry, Herald," Russell rubbed his hands slowly beside Griffith, "my hand slipped."

Griffith and his adjutants led the soldiers directly under them to refuse the order brought by the envoy of the Senate, not to crucify their captives on the cross by the roadside.All prisoners of war taken in by them will be scattered and placed in the territory of Verona.

Neither Griffith nor Roland would give up such precious manpower and reserves.

……

"You see, he won't obey anymore."

After listening to the report of the herald who was furious, the hooded Consul Chalon sent him away, turned around and said to Earl Lamor and Roland beside him:
"Even the orders of the Senate.

"Griffith, Lana, and the others don't intend to obey. Tiberion and his wizards will be unhappy when they hear this, and the elves in Canaan will not be able to sleep."

Roland yelled: "He just said to follow the procedure."

The two earls of the Senate and the behind-the-scenes mastermind of the Confederate Congress stood together amicably, looking away at the glass valley in the distance.

The melted earth, rocks, and mixed bodies cooled and solidified into colorful crystals. The incredible configuration is like a rainbow falling from the sky, mountain peaks, and waves, standing on the bank of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, making the land here mixed with desolation. Kind of grotesque.

"This is the power of the Son of Prophecy. With just one blow, the hybrid body that can't be hit by a cannon, the creation of the Outer Gods will be wiped out, and the glass will be burned together with the gravel."

Xia Long shifted his gaze to the fourth person present:
"Xia Boyang, a respectable commander, your false god hand was terminated in a round of confrontation, and the army of the hybrid experimental body also failed. The low-level mystery is meaningless in front of the high-level mystery;

"The tens of thousands of rebels you recruited, organized, and armed were beaten to pieces in half a day by the hand of God who was less than 20 years old leading thousands of troops, and they couldn't even touch the steps of my lord's throne.

"The matter has come to this, do you still want to continue to resist my lord?"

Xia Boyang remained silent.

Roland looked at everyone with great interest, but did not speak.

"They don't think they have failed. The Confederacy has come to this point, and it is impossible to stop," Earl William de La Mole whispered, "Today's whining is just the smoke of a bigger and more tragic dispute.
"One of the best legions of Bajeran was wiped out.

"A new army armed with gunpowder weapons, even a militia with only a few months of training can threaten a well-trained veteran. Since then, no legion has dared to sweep alone in the hostile rebel province.

"Bayerland's offensive at Verona has reached a turning point.

"The army and tactics of the Confederacy have been tested, and what they couldn't get at the Bayeran meeting will be doubled from the battlefields of Sevasto, Odessa, Emon, and Verona.

"Roland's total war has arrived."

Xia Long shook his head: "Byelan still has an overwhelming army, and the combat power of the Extraordinary is several times that of those merchants, farmers, farmers, and small workshop owners. Even if the secretive Dark Supreme comes in person, the Confederacy has no chance of winning , unless they can summon the evil gods...

"Do they have any?"

Count La Mole went on to say:

"The just-concluded battle announced to the world the birth of a new army. The Senate will soon approve the transfer of the new army to the regular army.

"The age of the steam engine and the cannon has come."

These words silenced the Consul for a while.Soon, he made a face at Earl Lamor like his own daughter:

"It's nice~
"The arrogant ant climbed onto the toes of human beings, and sighed at the moment when it finally reached the top—hey, it's me, it seems that as long as we work hard, we can also be compared to indescribable gods!

"How stupid...

"Don't let such a horrible thing happen to us.

"You are free, Xia Boyang, let's go; Roland, for the sake of friendship, I wish you good health forever,

"If you want to rebel against my lord's rule, go ahead."

Seeing that the consul was about to see off the guests, Roland quickly asked: "Wait a minute, what about my proposal? My friends, time is running out. The price will be paid."

"I know, I know, in a few days, wizards will show off their new toys, let's just watch it," Xia Long waved his hands again and again, "Your layout is good, the confederation and the army of the confederation are also good, muskets and No matter the cannon,
"Even if you go back and recruit another 20, [-], or [-] warriors to resist Bayeran's rule in the world, if you only reach this level, I will tell you the answer now——

"The Lord doesn't care."

……

"It's over...

"It's all over... our Savior."

A rebel commander fell to his knees.His eyes are stupid, his mind is delirious, and he is as honest as a rabbit waiting to be cooked. It is impossible to imagine that he led thousands of rebel fighters not long ago.

"That was the case when we found him," Desai reported. "According to the other captives, after the giant monster was destroyed, their commander lost his mind."

Griffith glanced at the murmuring captive.

His army captured a large number of rebel leaders and officers.These people of some status are not suitable for containment, and Griffith has no idea of ​​asylum.

They were to be handed over to the Senate, or to be crucified on the roadside.

"Take him away."

Griffith waved the captive away.His time was limited, and he had to complete the most important interrogation work before the arrival of Byelan and the big figures from the Arcane Council.

One of the Seven Hands of God, Naira von Kumansa, appeared on the battlefield in a rash manner, ready to support Iseus's actions.

This is not a brilliant plan.

Despite Naira's powerful abilities and the power of "nostalgia into sorrow", and the giant ship of the dead "Aronbis", he was defeated and captured by the elite Canaan rangers led by Galadia.

The high elves from Canaan then arrived to take part in the temporary containment of the Hand of God, which will be handed over to judge later.

It is said to be a trial, but it is actually a ceremony and execution of deprivation of authority.The great figures of Baiyelan and Canaan have already decided to deal with the uncontrolled hand of God.

Griffith walked through the heavily guarded half-elven guards and saw a cage in the middle of the camp.It is six square meters square, with only room for a small bed and a few items, and it is under surveillance at all times.

Naira was locked there.He was neatly dressed and his hair was not messed up. He was sitting on a low stool, leaning on the iron bars of the cage and turning the pages of the book.

Griffith approached him and heard a whisper:
"I stood on the sand, and saw a great beast emerge from the sea,

"It has seven heads and ten horns,
"Ten crowns on the ten horns,
"The names of blasphemy are on the seven heads,

"The dragon they worship gave power to the giant beast, worshiped the giant beast, and said - who can be stronger than the giant beast? The giant beast I saw was like a cheetah, with feet like a bear's paw, and a mouth like a lion's mouth.

"The dragon gave it its authority, seat, and great authority... Mmm~ Mr. Knight, I am glad you can come. Is Miss Elf feeling better? Please convey my greetings and wish her well."

Naira closed the book, and nodded gracefully to Griffith who came outside the cage: "You can get closer, I am already a prisoner, and I will not use my authority again."

Griffith didn't believe it.Nostalgia can be activated silently, immune to almost all resistances, until it is too late to discover.He stood far away and said, "I have a question."

"what is it then?"

"I have been paying attention to your actions from beginning to end. The previous layout was very careful."

"Thank you, knight."

"However, your methods in this battle were rough. Iseus gained your authority, but there were not many results. You were also captured."

"So you're curious if there's a bigger conspiracy behind it?" Naira raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "Maybe it's just because I'm weak and can't beat you~"

"The Arcane Council requests that you be sent to Byelan," Griffith said coldly, "There, you will be convicted and sanctioned. Only cooperation can save your life."

Naira smiled at the knight: "I doubt it."

Griffiths changed the angle: "Nefty will be sent to Homewarts."

"That's a good idea. I will probably be drained by the wizards and wiped out. I know their methods. Mr. Knight, can I provide some information and trouble you to take care of her..." Naira just shrugged her shoulders, " Oh~ no, unfortunately, you don't have time. Mr. Knight, then I won't bother to ask you for help."

"Huh?" Griffith's eyes became sharp, "What are you going to say?"

Naira stood up and slowly approached the cage, looking at the knight outside from there:
"You know that, knight.

"You know better than I do, don't you?
"On that day, in the square of Odessa, a young girl achieved the coming of the gods. That day, you were there.

"Even before, in the prologue of the story, you were with Krista Alicia the whole time.

"Poor Griffith, you've got to go up there...to look down there.

"Don't underestimate the gravity of what's going on.

"We represent the gods, and eventually, they will come.

"Human reason and everything we take for granted will be as fragile as ice under the scorching sun.

"True horror, chaos and pain are beyond our imagination. Don't let regret and self-blame be the last sane thoughts on your mind."

Griffith tapped the hilt of his sword, wanting to ask something more.However, several wizards from Byelan came towards this side.

Without hesitation, they came to the cage, unfolded the parchment, and announced:

"Nella von Kumansha,
"In the name of the Senate, the Arcane Council, and the people,
"Sentence you, death penalty."

The silver-haired boy was very obedient.He straightened his hair, straightened his bow tie, and bowed in the direction of the wizards and Griffith like an actor about to take a curtain call;
"Good luck to all of you in the upcoming war.

"Now, let's get started."

(End of this chapter)