Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Smelly blood spattered out.

Su Nian lifted the axe, and Viscount Sam's body fell down weakly.

"I hope you will be more conscious." Su Nian waved a stack of sheepskins in front of the ministers, "Perhaps you yourself don't know that Earl Reg has the habit of keeping records, but his handwriting is really ugly. I suggest you take the initiative to come forward. If the circumstances are not serious, you may still have a chance to survive."

If the outcome is destined to be death, then under the fear of death, many people will still take chances. Now that they heard that those with less serious circumstances can survive, the ministers who were cowering below were ready to take action.

What does it mean to be serious?

The nobles who had gone as far as Viscount Sam's had already been beheaded. The nobles who felt that they had not gone too far than Viscount Sam's took the initiative to stand up. Many nobles who had gone too far than Viscount Sam's did not continue to linger.

The evidence of guilt is already in the hands of the orcs.

They hated Earl Legg for holding back, but they could no longer resist. They just wanted to leave at least a whole body.

Su Nian stared at the nobles who stood up and lowered their heads with a grin. Usually they were aloof and played with the lives of civilians. Now when he played with their lives, I wonder if these nobles had any regrets in their minds. .

Count Reg did keep records.

Unfortunately, these records were not comprehensive and only recorded some nobles who he thought were not loyal enough.

The stack of parchments in his hand was three-quarters empty.

But these nobles didn't know.

Seven or eight of them were deceived in one wave, and there were only five nobles left sitting there in the entire hall, looking down at their toes and looking at their noses and hearts.

Su Nian certainly doesn't think that the remaining five nobles are all good people. Maybe they have strong psychological quality, but many things cannot be hidden. Sooner or later, they will show their flaws. Of course, if these five people have a clear conscience, then it will be better. But that's it.

"Let's talk about your evidence of crime." Su Nian pretended to turn over the parchment and scanned the faces of these nobles one by one: "Don't make any mistakes, tell me everything you did. There are records here, and if anything is found to be wrong, this will be the fate.”

After saying this, Su Nian swung his giant ax and struck the ground. Viscount Sam's body split into two pieces, and bright red blood flowed everywhere, gradually spreading towards the feet of the nobles, which made them even more frightened. .

"Let's start with you." Su Nian raised his hand and chose a noble who looked younger. Judging from the medal on his chest, he should be a baron.

"Sir...My lord...my name is Melson...I...I..." The nobleman named Melson was swaying all over, his lips trembling into a blurry afterimage, and he was breathing like bellows. Voice.

Seeing the orc's eyes gradually becoming impatient, Melson forcibly stabilized his mind and tried his best to connect the words in his mouth into a complete sentence: "Sir, I...I did not collect tax money, nor did I... I didn't drive the civilians out of Black Tower City. I... I just made some suggestions when Count Reger was making the tax collection plan. The subsequent tax collection provisions were basically based on my suggestions..."

"Very well, stand to the right."

Su Nian pointed to the right side of Sam's body expressionlessly.

Melson did not dare to disobey the orcs' orders.

He stood tremblingly on the right side of the corpse, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and muttered words, as if he was praying to the gods he believed in, in order to obtain the protection of divine grace.

"Next."

Su Nian pointed to the nobleman on Melson's left.

"Sir, my name is Plimpton. I, I helped Earl Reg drive a group of civilians out of the city, but I don't want to do that. Earl Reg said that if you don't personally participate, it will be regarded as a refusal to be with him. Standing on the same front...I don't want to either..."

Su Nian waved his hand: "You also stand on the right side."

"Next!"

"My lord, my name is Charles..."

…

…

The interrogation was completed after a quarter of an hour.

There was only an old man standing on the left.

Following Count Reg's order, he sold all the collected grain to the nomadic peoples within the borders of the Andrius and Ireland empires, in exchange for a wealth of approximately eight thousand golden lions.

In addition, there are twelve dragon-blooded horses.

The seven nobles standing on the right seem to have foreseen their destiny.

They knelt on the ground, holding each other's hands and crying, letting Viscount Sam's blood soak into their noble and luxurious robes. Melson was still praying to his gods. He closed his eyes, and his hands that kept making crosses were shaking violently. The "squeaking" sound coming from her lips was almost a sob.

"According to the rules of the game, I should leave you a whole corpse." Su Nian picked up the giant ax that was leaning on the ground. He walked in front of a group of nobles, looking up and down with sad eyes, and suddenly the conversation changed. Turn: "The so-called whole corpse means that all your corpses are laid together, which is called the whole corpse for short."

"You, you cruel and dirty monster!"

Immediately, some nobles who couldn't hold back pointed at Su Nian and yelled.

He's going to die anyway.

If you don't scold me, you won't have a chance.

"You are acting rogue! You are cheating!"

Meyerson could no longer continue to pray to the gods because he knew that his gods could not save him and there would be no place for him in heaven.

"I am the maker of the rules." Su Nian held the giant ax horizontally and hung it diagonally on the waists of the nobles. He smiled contemptuously and issued the final judgment: "Of course, I can also tamper with the rules at will. Just like you, along with Earl Reg, wantonly changed tax terms, arbitrarily deprived ordinary people of their living space, and destroyed the foundation of the empire."

"Monster, you will not die well! I curse you!"

These nobles could no longer listen to Su Nian's words.

They were talking nonsense and looked like they were crazy. They could only watch helplessly and resentfully as the giant ax approached and sliced ​​from left to right.

The world was spinning for a while.

They saw their lower limbs falling limply to the ground.

Blood splattered freely.

Fear gripped their hearts like a big hand.

At this time, they will not die so quickly. They can still crawl on the ground for a certain distance, watching their blood flow in every corner of the palace in despair, waiting in despair for hell to open the dark door to them.

…

Things in Black Tower City have been dealt with.

The remaining six nobles continued to govern Black Tower City.

The city lord of Black Tower City, Su Nian, handed over this power to the brave and calm young man Cartel.

Things are simple after that.

Several cities around Black Tower City, such as Bangor City and Gray Pine City, are far inferior to Black Tower City in terms of military strength. Six nobles from Black Tower City are working together internally and externally. The Dark Orcs want to eliminate the corruption in these towns. It's not a difficult thing.

Besides, there are cartels helping.

If that doesn't work, he can come to the will of the dark orc leader at any time.

He has done enough.

What happens after that is used as training for his subordinates.

He just needs to pay more attention when nothing happens.