Chapter 1467
My Empire Chapter 1467
2021-03-15
Chapter 1467 1469 Would you like to be emperor"Surrender! You have been given up! This is God Sword God Sect! This is the indifferent sect!" The Second Elder of the Nine Nether faction, an old woman with a wrinkled face, with his hands behind his back, said coldly and sarcastically on the blackened land.
For several days the instructor of the Sword God Sect looked at each other in blank dismay and didn't know what to say. They are the representatives chosen to confirm that Cambridge has indeed disappeared.
Those Swordsmans of the Sword God Sect stranded on Planet Hope 2, after two desperate hours, finally failed to summon the courage to continue their attack.
They elected several lecturers and asked them to negotiate. The content of the negotiation is that I hope to take a look and see if Cambridge is really passed away or hidden by the Alanhill 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.
Speaking from a certain perspective takes more time than killing these people. Because of the need for statistics and a series of issues such as sending these people to Nine Nether for placement.
"Those bastards! Just take care of yourself!" Stepping on the charred ground, a Sword God Sect lecturer 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 the others took the lead to escape, and with the resistance of the Alanhill Empire, they were finally abandoned here.
The feeling of being abandoned must be unpleasant. Another lecturer squeezed his fist and cursed with gnashing teeth: "They have to die! It's because of these bastards that sect becomes what it is today. Yes!"
"Okay, after you surrender, you have a long, long time to swear." The Second Elder of the Nine Nether faction interrupted their swearing and said, "Have you made up your mind? Are you surrendering, or do you want to continue to resist?"
It is definitely impossible to continue fighting. Although a million army sounds like a lot, most of these Swordsman have run out of ammunition and no supplies. There is only a dead end if the fight goes on.
even more how, whether to surrender now or to fight to the death, 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 capital. But if more than half of them surrendered, and there are hundreds of thousands left, they may collapse after a day.
So, several lecturers look at me, I look at you, and finally 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 from the Nine Nether faction looked at the other party with full of smiles, 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 surrendering, and provide us with food supplies..."
"This matter ...but it can be negotiated." The Second Elder of the Nine Nether faction nods, and feels that the other party's request is not too much: "Is there any more?"
"I hope that after the surrender, we will still maintain our respective positions. , manage the existing Swordsman without making any changes. People from the Nine Nether faction, don't interfere!" The old lecturer continued to bargain.
"How can this work? You manage yourselves without letting our people intervene, when the time comes how do we manage your millions?" Second Elder frowned and refused.
"Are we Sword God Sect millions of Swordsman, are we going to be managed by you stray dogs?" The old lecturer held that there was a million army behind him as a bargaining chip, and looked down on the Second Elder of the Nine Nether faction. , refuse to yield an inch said.
"Would you like it, the emperor of the Alanhill 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 sullen, and the sudden opening of his mouth made Sword God Sect's lecturers tremble involuntarily for a few days.
"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 Swordsman are left." The puppet coldly snorted said, "However, I can guarantee that anyone can live, how many of you? It's 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 boxes walked up to several lecturers and opened the boxes they were holding.
Then, several 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... Right?" The god puppet of the box said.
The other god puppet holding the box continued: "We show you this, just to prove to you that we have the strength to do what we say."
"It's up to you how you choose." There was a puppet with the number 01 on its forehead, they waved their hands, and the two god puppets holding human heads took a few steps back.
"You, who are you...do, do you do it?" I was a little arrogant just now, but now only the nervous old lecturer is left. After holding it for a long time, I finally have the opportunity to speak. courage.
"I am the puppet Avatar of Emperor Alanhill, the super god puppet T800 No. 1." Chris' puppet Avatar introduced himself, and continued to say after the introduction: "I accept the order of His Majesty, the emperor. Your surrender!"
"We surrender! We surrender!" Before several lecturers could get up from the ground, they started scrambling to express their positions.
"This is a so-called powerhouse that has no integrity or ability, and even has the basic ability to assess the situation, so it's better to arrange a leisurely pension for the elderly." Not shy about these lecturers, Chris' Avatar opened his mouth to Nine The Second Elder of the Nether faction explained: "The Alanhill Empire is not a place for sheltering evil people and accepting wrongdoing. The appointment and promotion of officials... can't be child's play!"
"The old lady understands, we Nine Nether faction, It's not for whoever wants it." Second Elder replied with a wider smile on his face.
The expressions on the faces of the lecturers who were just about to get up suddenly stiffened when they heard these words. In the end, however, they endured. I can't help it, I don't have to be embarrassed. If my head is put in a box, it's not worth the loss, isn't it...
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Two updates today, and I will continue to make more updates tomorrow.
(end of this chapter)