Chapter 1342 Capturing the Enemy Leader

Quiet, deathly quiet, you can hear a needle drop.

A chill, centered on me, spread out in a fan shape toward the rebels.

That is not only my majestic killing intent, but also my ruthless chill.

After a long silence, I said slowly: "You only have one chance. I will give you one hour to consider whether to surrender or perish. Those who surrender can forget the past. Those who choose perdition, my people will take care of you, together with your family and relatives." , all people who have anything to do with you, no matter old or young, male or female, will be wiped out."

As I said that, I took out my pocket watch and showed the time: "From now on until one hour."

Just when I was about to turn around, I suddenly stopped again, smiled coldly, and added: "I'll give you another discount. If within one hour, you kill all the rebel leaders and their families, And bring the body here and I will pardon you all and act as if this never happened.”

Stretching out my hand, I easily caught a crossbow arrow that was shooting at me and clipped it off with two fingers. I added again: "Although I don't care about your assassination at all, don't think that killing me will solve the problem. As long as I die, The race of elves will be wiped out from Zephyr Continent, unless you can withstand the massacre of dwarves, goblins, orcs and goblins."

After that, he slowly walked down the high platform and returned to the city lord's mansion with the city lord of Ivy City.

On the way, the city lord had an unnatural expression on his face and asked me: "Sir Elder, with your last words just now, you were just threatening those guys who assassinated you, weren't they the truth?"

Stopping and looking into his eyes, I said, "You should know some of my identity."

"Yes, I know."

"Now that you know it, you should be able to weigh whether what I said is true or false."

He trembled all over, and cold sweat suddenly fell down.

You can do a lot in an hour.

For example, brush several poisonous milk powder pictures, play a game of Dota, play a game of Lu Lu, or play a few games of King Pesticide.

Of course, you can do big things if you want.

For example, kill the rebel leader and disband the entire rebel team.

However, this is just my unilateral assumption.

Twenty minutes have passed now, and there is still no news of chaos in the rebel camp. There are just a lot of rebels, dragging their families and their families with them, and forcibly fled to our camp.

To these people, I would say, yes, they are very aware of current affairs.

Although the elves are extremely stubborn about their beliefs, they are not stupid and know what is more beneficial to them, such as escaping to our camp.

After confirming that most of the people who fled to our side were ordinary residents and a few dozen minor nobles, and that there were no bandit leaders, I agreed to let them go and move them to the rear.

Every second that passed, the Lord of Ivy City became restless.

He kept chanting prayers such as 'God of Creation bless you, Your Majesty the Queen,' as if the God of Creation and the Queen would pay no attention to him.

The God of Creation does not have the time to care about such a small character like you. As for the Queen, she is currently in Dashai City and knows nothing about the rebellion, let alone helping you.

Oh, by the way, there is also the Fairy Queen. The Fairy Queen has already answered your prayer. I am the person she sent to help you solve your problem.

Thirty minutes later, civil strife and commotion finally began to occur on the rebel side. Some people started a dispute over whether to flee or stay. The dispute continued to expand and even escalated into a fight.

However, the fighting was limited to small-scale fist fights.

When the clock reached forty minutes, the first wave of mutineers suddenly appeared in the rebel camp.

The number of this wave of mutinists was not large, less than a hundred, and the scale was not large, but its impact was huge - several heads of noble families participated in the mutiny.

Forty minutes ago, these nobles were the staunchest supporters of the rebels. In just forty minutes, the situation reversed. They once again rebelled against their masters and returned to the camp of their old masters.

This is an irony.

But it is the truest reality.

The reason why the great nobles followed the rebellion was because they wanted to obtain higher benefits. Unfortunately, facing the threat of death and annihilation that was about to hang over their heads, they finally chose to give up all this. After all, they could maintain their original status while still alive. It is the most reliable. As for those high-ranking officials who promised empty promises and generous salaries, if they can enjoy it with their lives, it is naturally good. Now that their lives are almost gone, who needs those empty promises!

The mutiny of the great nobles was the biggest blow to the rebels. In an instant, the rebel camp fell into unprecedented commotion and panic, and almost everyone began to plan for their own escape.

Several nobles, under the supervision of soldiers, came to me and bowed.

After listening to their respective self-introductions, I said: "Originally, this time, you are among the main cadres and should be sentenced to death. However, considering that you are the first group of members to participate in the mutiny, it not only shakes the determination of the rebels, but also The trust between them has been broken, the merits and demerits have been equalized, and there will be no accountability.”

Several noble nobles expressed their gratitude and shed tears of gratitude.

I said 'hmm' and added: "Although this incident will not have an impact on your status and interests, your loyalty has been compromised in my heart because of this rebellion. I hope that in the future, you and your If our descendants can behave well and participate in another rebellion, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Several big nobles agreed and then hurriedly withdrew.

Fifty minutes later, people in the rebel camp saw that the nobles who were friendly forces ten minutes ago had not only received the forgiveness of the elders, but also held weapons in their hands and faced their own swords. Suddenly, the only thing left in their hearts was All hopes collapsed.

For a time, everyone in the rebel camp was in danger, and the sound of mutiny sounded again. However, this time, it was not one or two waves of mutiny, but more than a dozen or dozens of waves of mass mutiny.

It was very lively now. The rebels and the mutineers first quarreled, and when they got upset, they started fighting, and then they fought each other.

The fight was so fierce that even the rebel officers were unable to pull away. Some officers were even dragged into the fight and became part of the melee.

Looking at the melee of rebels, our soldiers all looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Looking at the chaotic rebels, I sneered twice, called the Lord of Ivy City, and whispered a few words in my ear. His face relaxed, he nodded repeatedly, then stood up and issued the order.

What I said to him was actually an order: Call a big noble who knows the location of the rebel leader, and we will take a direct detour and capture the enemy leader.