"What do you think we should do? Let them go back? Or keep them?" Liu Zhen looked at the scattered beast bones gnawed by the strong thieves under the red earth slope, and sneered: "Can I afford to raise them?"
"Richard, can't you spare some of them? Burying them all alive is too cruel." Helen's heart was aching, and she gently tugged at Liu Zhen's arm.
Helen's words immediately drew a white eye from Avril.
"What do you think we should do, Helen?" Liu Zhen asked back.
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"They are detestable! But killing them all is a bit too much, isn't it? The human kingdom has laws, even the 'Eleven Extraction Laws' are ancient history from hundreds of years ago. It's not like we're in a lawless land. Burying them alive all at once is a bit too barbaric, isn't it? Let's make them slaves instead, like Karu." Jingyu said with furrowed brows.
"What can we give them to do hard labor? We have no mines, no fields, only wasteland. These slaves will only increase their own expenses!" Liu Zhen was still shaking his head.
"Can't you give these many Ursa warriors a way to live?" Elder Anduril interrupted, "Even if they are bandits, they are still lives! And they have already surrendered. An enemy who can abandon even their own dignity is no longer an enemy! The main reason why so many tribes of the Beamon clan were exterminated is that your attitude towards enemies is too bloody and ruthless. In the war, your opponents showed no mercy after victory and implemented a policy of racial extinction. Punishing the ringleaders is one thing, but must you drag so many others to their deaths as well? Apart from the God of Death, depriving people of their right to live is not correct!"
Liu Zhen's gaze and the tortoiseshell monk's gaze converged in mid-air.
One is stern and cold, one is gentle and benevolent.
Jing Yu also looked up at him with her head raised.
On the ground, Guo Guo is fighting with a little piglet for Liu Zhen's discarded cigar butt.
Liu Zhen's gaze gradually softened.
"I'm here for your sake, you two decide." Liu Zhen looked at Jingyu and Aiwier.
The eyes of two beauties met for a moment, and they were both embarrassed.
"Alright then... I'll give you face, Elder. Liu Zhen looked at the tortoiseshell elder with a solemn expression: "I will cancel my intention to bury all the bear spirits alive. I will spare the lives of all the bear spirits as a return for your benevolent teachings. However..."
"...Although they may be spared from death, their punishment will not be light. I hope you can understand." Liu Zhen said, pointing at the corpses of the hedgehogs and skunks that had been beaten to death with clubs.
This stingy kindness made the tortoise elder also embarrassed to say anything else, after all, these bear-like bandits' hands were indeed stained with a lot of blood from hedgehogs and skunks, and the corpses at the foot of the hill clearly explained what had happened.
The old tortoise Anduril felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart, thinking that he owed the Pig Lord a great favor.
"Lord Richard, your generosity has moved me to tears. From now on, I and the monk apprentices will provide you with free medical assistance within your territory." The hermit-like elder, Haimu, said this, which was actually equivalent to indirectly expressing his loyalty to Liu Zhensheng.
"That's quite good." Liu Zhen nodded, secretly laughing in his heart.
Liu Zhenhong was worried that he wouldn't have the chance to show off his iron-fisted ruling power, how could it end so well? The casualties of the hedgehog people and skunk people under his command had already exceeded two digits, which made Liu Zhenhong, who had less than 200 vassal tribes in total, not even think about letting the bear earth spirit thieves off.
In the solemn oath of Maggoleth, the elder, who swore to Kampas, the god of war, "As long as you tell the truth, I will not harm any of you," mutual accusations and exposures quickly erupted among the Bugbears. Between being buried alive for keeping silent or saving their lives by betraying their companions, many Bugbears revealed their most cowardly side. The dozens of Bugbears stained with the blood of hedgehogs and skunks were soon pointed out.
The women and children were all driven into the cave on the red earth slope, and the monks did not know that this was a small prelude to Liu Zhen's preparation for showing off his skills.
Helen pulled along with Qingyu and Eve, not daring to look back as they followed into the red earth cave. They knew Richard too well, pacing back and forth in his eight-step stride, his mind was definitely thinking of no good at this time. On that day when they went to the Nan Shi Zi Xing Forest, the scene of dealing with the strong thieves made them still have nightmares until now.
The twenty or thirty bear-like creatures with ferocious faces and sturdy bodies were tied up securely with dry tree trunks and wild vines, standing there one by one. Since they had received a promise that they would not be killed, each of them was relatively calm except for being slightly tense. When they were being tied up, they did not struggle or resist at all. After all, no one could betray their oath to the war god like Meng.
Coarse cowhide whips, dipped in salt water, were wielded by the robust and powerful Mammoth warriors, striking the captive bandits with reckless abandon. The Mammoth warriors were too strong, each whip could only be used two or three times before it was completely torn apart, and every strike would cause the muscles on the sturdy bodies of the Kuma people to burst forth like blooming flowers along with their tattered clothes.
The bears that had been beaten were left with their mouths agape, their necks arched back but unable to make a sound. Sometimes it's like this, the pain is so intense that it can render one mute.
Several ascetic monks hadn't had time to leave when Liu Zhenyue called out to them, asking them to join the shamanic doctor Nuocha Danmais in using prayers to treat the injuries of these punished bear spirits.
"I won't let them die so quickly! I promised Elder that I wouldn't kill any of them!" Liu's tone was now completely commanding.
Elder Andurin and his apprentices reluctantly abandoned their protest in the face of Lord Richard's intimidating gaze, for now he was powerful and well-armed, and the Green Party Mantis couldn't challenge the mighty Mammoth Warriors just to prove their compassion for a group of bear-like creatures.
Under the dark curses of "the brutal lord, branded with devil's skin, Pig" and the bloody rain of flesh and blood of the bear-like demons, several ascetic monks trembled with fear as they carried out his orders.
"Haven't you eaten enough snow bananas?" Liu Zhenhong severely criticized a young mammoth warrior who was about to be executed, "Don't act like a woman, I need to see blood on your whip!"
Liu Zhenhuan drew out the starlight steel-made dense array wolf-tooth club, pointing it at these bear-like creatures bound like dumplings, and the rod flashing with blue sparks instantly incinerated their internal organs.
Several of the gnomes who were electrocuted began convulsing on the spot, losing control of their bowels and bladder, and foaming at the mouth.
"What they spit out, you lick clean!" Liu Zhen said to the surrounding onlookers.
The battered and bruised bear-like creatures were immediately surrounded by a group of their companions, whose faces were smeared with tears of humiliation. Their thick, quivering tongues brought torment from the taste buds to the soul and then to the flesh, insulting these once-proud bear-like bandits.
The vengeful spirit roams the desolate wilderness, its soul letting out a hysterical cry.
The filthy bear-like creatures were dragged to the bonfire, and a red-hot branding iron was used to sear a slave mark onto their cheeks.
The emaciated robbers didn't dare look at the companions who were tied up and beaten, covering their faces and turning away.
Karu used a wooden stick to turn the heads of the bear spirits back around, who had turned their heads away in fear and didn't dare look again.
"Keep watching me!" Karu's big head nodded triumphantly as he swayed back and forth. He was clearly learning from Gudou how to deal with him.
"Strike hard! Let them understand why the world needs to be feared!" Liu Zhen's eyes gleamed with ferocity and cruelty as he wielded the "Zhilak Zhilak" electric mace, its blue sparks crackling ominously.
"Yes, sir!" Several mammoth warriors responded in unison like thunder.
The hedgehogs and skunks all looked at the lord with tears in their eyes, each with an expression of utmost admiration.
The prolonged flogging had numbed the bear-like creatures, and after the pain exceeded its limits, even the most painful stimuli would no longer trigger a nervous response.
"Now the formal verdict is announced!" Liu Zhen's gesture signaled the monks who were chanting to stop their work, and he said loudly: "The Xiongdi gang of thieves invaded the territory of Feilong, causing heavy casualties among the Meng people. Now the following verdict is made - all are sentenced to death!"
"What?!" Everyone was stunned. This...this is too much! The lord had just sworn an oath to the god of war!
Several ascetic monks' eyes were especially big.
"But anyway..." Liu Zhenhong chuckled and continued, "Due to the plea of Elder Anduril, in consideration of the elder's prestige, Lord Firothel, Baron Richard of the Kingdom, has officially commuted the death sentence."
The Kuma demons all let out a sigh of relief.
However, the goblin thieves who have stained their hands with the blood of my people will be punished severely. In accordance with the just will of the war god, I will break their spines and exile them! This is to serve as a warning! All other goblins will be demoted to slaves." Liu Zhen's smile was warm as he smiled at the goblins bound to the stakes: "Congratulations, you will have the chance to become the first customers of the Feilongcui Wheelchair Workshop."
"This......" The old tortoise's back was drenched in cold sweat, and a gust of chilly night wind made him involuntarily shiver. Is this not killing them? How could the bear spirit with a broken spine possibly have a chance to survive on the vast wilderness?
Andurin suddenly felt how he had lived for so long, the guy in front of him was the one with the highest black heart index he had ever seen.
It wasn't just him, most of the people present were shocked, with all the hairs on their skin standing up.
"If you have any opinions, you can appeal!" Liu Zhen shook his head and smiled at the stunned crowd around him, "Fei Lengcui is not a dictatorship, this place will be a region of rule of law, I will listen to everyone's opinions before making the final decision."
"I want to appeal!" The bear-like creature's leader, covered in blood, weakly shouted. The sound from its torn mouth sounded like an old broken bellows no matter how one listened.
A faint voice also echoed, accompanied by intermittent coughing sounds with blood.
Just as the old tortoise was about to say something, a cold voice interrupted all his words.
"Sorry......" Liu Zhenhong touched his own nose: "Your appeal was reviewed and rejected."
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"Hot Blooded Era", tells the story of a writer who travels back to 1985 and becomes a legend, let's see what kind of crazy things he does in this era. The book is written quite well, one of the top three, worth taking a look, haha.
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