One Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty-Nine, Will You Be the Emperor?

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"Surrender! You have already been abandoned! This is the Heavenly Sword Sect! This is the sect with indifferent humanity!" The second elder of the Nine Serenities Sect, a wrinkled old woman, with his hands behind his back, stood on a piece of scorched black land with cold sarcastically.

Several lecturers of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked at each other, not knowing what to say. They are the representatives chosen to confirm that Cambridge has indeed disappeared.

The swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were stranded on Planet Hope 2 finally failed to summon the courage to continue their attack after two hours of despair.

They elected several lecturers and asked them to come to negotiate. The content of the negotiation is that I hope to take a look and see if Cambridge is really gone, or is hidden by the Alan Hill Empire.

It's a matter of whether they keep fighting, or consider laying down their weapons and surrendering. It is not difficult to choose between these two options, but the whole work of accepting surrender still takes a lot of time.

In a sense, it takes more time than killing these people. Because of the need for statistics and a series of problems such as sending these people to Jiuyou for resettlement.

"Those bastards! Just take care of yourself!" Stepping on the blackened ground, a lecturer of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had already confirmed that Cambridge had disappeared, yelled with a blushing face.

He and many of the lecturers here are actually quite capable experts. They were ordered to lead the team to retreat before, so they didn't run first.

As a result, Qian Tong and others took the lead in fleeing, and with the resistance of the Alan Hill Empire, they were finally abandoned here.

The feeling of being abandoned must be unpleasant. Another lecturer clenched his fists and cursed through gritted teeth: "They can't die! It's because of these bastards that the sect became what it is today!"

"Okay, after you surrender, you have a long, long time to scold people." The second elder of the Jiuyou Sect interrupted their swearing and said, "Have you made up your mind? Are you surrendering, or do you want to continue resisting? down?"

Continuing the battle is definitely not possible. Although the army of one million sounds like a lot, most of these swordsmen have run out of ammunition and food and have no supplies. There is only one dead end in the battle.

What's more, whether to surrender or fight to the death now, everyone has their own plans in their hearts. Some people have long stopped wanting to fight, and those who want to fight again also know that they are in a state of being alone at this moment.

If an army of millions gathers together, there may be a dozen capitals. But if more than half of them surrendered, and there are hundreds of thousands left, they may collapse after a day.

So, a few lecturers look at me, I look at you, and in the end, they can only sigh, and take out the countermeasures they discussed before.

"We can surrender, but there are several conditions!" One of the higher-ranking lecturers bargained.

"Oh? Are there conditions? You should talk about it." The second elder of the Nine You Sect looked at the other party with a smile, a look of listening intently.

The old lecturer was quite useful and said, "First of all, when we surrender, we should ensure the safety after surrender, and provide us with food supplies..."

"This matter...it can be negotiated." The second elder of Jiuyou Sect nodded, feeling that the other party's request was not excessive: "Is there any more?"

"I hope that after the surrender, we will still maintain our respective positions, manage the existing swordsmen, and do not make any changes. People from the Jiuyou faction, don't interfere!" The old lecturer continued to bargain.

"How can this work? You manage yourself and don't let our people intervene. How will we manage the millions of you?" The second elder frowned and refused.

"Could it be that the millions of swordsmen of our Heavenly Sword Sect will be controlled by you bereaved dogs?" The old lecturer held that there was a million army behind him as a bargaining chip, and looked down upon the second elder of the Nine You Sect, and refused to give in an inch.

"Would you like it, the emperor of the Alan Hill Empire will do it for you too?" A puppet with a number on his forehead who had not spoken for a while, asked abruptly.

His voice was somber, and the sudden opening of his mouth caused several lecturers of the Heavenly Sword Sect to tremble involuntarily.

"You are surrendering! You are not surrendering! If you are willing, you can go back now, and we will try to fight for a few more days." The puppet continued to speak, seeing that everyone was silent.

"It's just that after a few days, I don't know how many swordsmen are left." The puppet snorted coldly and said, "However, I can guarantee that anyone can live, and you are all dead. !"

After finishing speaking, the puppet turned his chin at the two god puppets holding boxes behind him, indicating that they could come forward.

The two god puppets holding the box walked up to several lecturers and opened the box they were holding.

Then, a few lecturers were so frightened that they slumped on the ground and struggled backward for a long distance, trembling and unable to utter a word.

"This is the head of your two elders. We have confirmed with the captives. One is your third elder, and the other is your seventh elder... That's right?" said a god puppet holding a box.

Another god puppet holding the box continued: "We show you this, just want to prove to a few that we have the strength to do what we say."

"How to choose depends on a few." There was a puppet with the number 01 on his forehead, he waved his hand, and the two god puppets holding human heads took a few steps back.

"You, who are you... who did it, did you become the master?" I was a little arrogant just now, but now there is only the nervous old lecturer left. After holding it for a long time, I finally have the courage to speak.

"I am the puppet clone of the Emperor Alan Hill, the super god puppet T800 No. 1." Chris's puppet clone introduced himself, and after the introduction, he continued, "I am under the order of His Majesty the Emperor to accept your surrender! "

"We surrender! We surrender!" Before several lecturers had time to get up from the ground, they began scrambling to express their positions.

"In this way, a so-called strong person who has no integrity or ability, and does not even have the basic vision to judge the situation, just arrange an idle job for pension." Without avoiding these lecturers at all, Chris's clone spoke to the second elder of the Jiuyou faction. He explained: "The Ailan Hill Empire is not a place to hide filth. The appointment and promotion of officials... can't be child's play!"

"The old woman understands that we, Jiuyou faction, don't want everyone." The second elder replied with a stronger smile on his face.

The expressions on the faces of the few lecturers who were about to get up immediately stiffened when they heard these words. In the end, however, they endured. There's no way, you don't have to have the skin, if your head is put in a box, it's not worth the loss, isn't it...

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