Chapter 633 Everyone Can Be Killed

When the sun first rises, there is less heat and more cold air. As it slowly rises, there is less cold air and more heat.

Hedong neither likes the sun when it first rises nor when it is at its highest point.

The former makes him feel a little cold, and the latter makes him feel too hot. He likes the state where the sun is half-rising.

The temperature is just right, and the sun is not dazzling.

At this time, he was half leaning on the parapet, and when he turned around, he saw the entire Dongwang City.

His shadow was illuminated by the rising sun, leaving a long shadow on the street below.

This shadow reminded him of a long, long time ago, when he wanted to die on a day like this.

He has wanted to die for more than just one or two days. He had this thought twenty years ago.

That day, he accompanied his father to tour Dongwang City, which was far less lively than it is today.

"Dongwang City is divided into four districts, East and West, and was built to imitate the Fire City. Among the four districts, East and West are the most lively. Do you know why?"

In his memory, his father took him, who had just come of age, walking on the street that led directly to the city wall in East District and asked him.

He said that it was because East District faced the Fire Tribe Alliance and West District faced the Human Tribe Capital, so the East and West Districts were the most lively.

His father praised him for his intelligence and said that he would cook meat for him when he returned. He was originally very happy that day.

There were not many happy days like this, because most of the time, his father did not have time to take him on a tour of the streets. He knew the reasons.

It was all because of those hateful and sinister Marquis tribes. Their leaders secretly conspired to sideline my father and gain leadership of Dongwang City.

If it were just these Marquis tribes, my father would be able to control them. The problem is that, except for the Royal City, the other cities are secretly supporting these Marquises.

At the beginning, the support was still very obscure. Later, they simply sent waves of people as escaped slaves to increase the manpower of the Marquises.

Since then, my father has had a hard time in Dongwang City.

He once heard his mother persuade his father to give up Dongwang City and return to the Royal City. My father has the merit of establishing the Human King and is the first to surrender to the Human King. If he returns, he will be treated well.

But that day, his usually gentle father was furious. He beat his mother and even threatened to kill him if she said that again.

The young Hendong had no idea what was going on. It was not until he grew up and heard many people say behind his father's back that his father was the number one minion of the King of Man that he slowly understood something.

Later, when he was about to come of age, the Duke's Mansion was invaded by a rebellious Marquis tribe. Although his father won in the end, his mother died in that battle.

Since then, his father has become a little tyrannical. He is no longer as gentle as before, often drinks, and has less and less tolerance for his subordinates.

Then, one day not long after he came of age, he was taken by his father to walk on this street that leads directly to the East City Wall.

"What are you thinking about?"

A loud bang in his ear called Hendong out of his memory.

He Dong squinted and smiled, his eyes seemed to be closed: "Thinking of some things, thinking about the present, I am quite happy."

General Dao looked at him strangely and said: "Almost all the people on the city have been slaughtered, why don't you run away?"

General Dao would not kill He Dong. If the lord of Dongwang City was killed, who would lead the troops to fight? What about tomorrow's training?

Could it be that he, General Dao, would replace He Dong and guard the city wall for the army under the city to practice siege methods?

"I won't run away today, I won't run away today."

He Dong flicked the long sword in his hand to the side and waved his hands repeatedly.

General Dao's face changed, thinking that today, maybe he killed too much and broke this guy's courage?

If so, it would be really difficult to deal with.

"Do you think I really dare not kill you?"

General Dao put the bronze-wrapped stone knife in his hand on He Dong's neck and asked fiercely.

He Dong was startled again, and his memory seemed to go back to twenty years ago. He was standing on that long street, trembling at his father's body beside him.

Then, a man holding a stone knife put it on his neck and asked him questions.

That time, he was scared to death, but not because of the man's question, but because of his father's body full of knife marks.

His father died on that day, the day he asked him why Dongfang and Xifang were so prosperous.

Later, the gang did not kill him, but let him sit in his father's position as a puppet.

His mother died first, and then his father. He was filled with resentment, but was forced to stay in his position as a puppet by the enemy, and one year passed.

At that time, he really wanted to die, but he couldn't die.

How could he die?

If he died, who would avenge his mother? Who would avenge his father?

Would he let these enemies perform sacrificial dances on his corpse?

He studied in Huodu when he was young, and knew a few idioms. He also understood that there was a difference between bearing humiliation and living a life of mediocrity.

He would avenge all these grudges and return them.

"Hey, kid, what are you thinking about?"

The angry voice rang in his ears again. It was General Dao again, pulling him out of his memory.

"Do you believe I can kill you?"

General Dao's knife moved forward. Before the knife reached his neck, the totem power on the knife had already touched his neck, and blood flowed out instantly.

"The power of the knife totem is really sharp and hard to resist."

He Dong smiled, stretched out his hand to push the knife off his neck, and said, "You dare not kill me."

General Dao frowned, but he also understood that He Dong knew what the alliance was doing.

After five days of siege, they were able to capture the city every day, but they never managed to get in. Even a fool would understand the Alliance's idea.

"You can't beat the Human King, right?"

He Dong asked.

General Dao put away his sword, snorted in dissatisfaction, and said, "You knew I wouldn't kill you, so you went down by yourself and deployed the army earlier. There will be people attacking the city tomorrow."

He Dong didn't care about his contempt, but just said, "You really can't beat the Human King."

Facing General Dao's dissatisfied look, He Dong pointed to the street behind him that led directly to the city wall: "The Human King killed all the enemies for me on this street."

His eyes were fixed on the street, as if he saw a man coming alone with a sword and a long sword as tall as a man slung across his back.

That day, the Human King entered Dongwang City on the pretext of returning to visit him after getting the sword, and invited the leaders of each family to come to Dongfang Street to let them tell him how Hedong's father died.

These people gathered here with their soldiers, and spoke a bunch of nonsense reasons, ready to just brush it off.

They were not afraid of a Human King and a long sword, as they had more than ten thousand troops in this city.

They concluded that the Human King did not dare to draw his sword, but they were wrong, the Human King drew his sword.

That day, he stood in the place where he stood when his father died a year ago, and witnessed his enemies being beheaded by the Human King one by one with his sword.

Then the Human King came to him, touched his head, and said to him who had not moved from beginning to end: "You are as weak as your father, but you just watch all this without blinking, hey."

From that day on, he regained the real power of the Lord of Dongwang City. It was also from that day that he began to look for the opportunity to die.

In fact, he could die at any time, because his revenge had been taken, but the favors he owed had not been repaid, so he could not die yet.

But this day has come.

"Kill them in."

Hedong, who had recovered from his memories, suddenly said to General Dao.

"All those rebels today, including their families, were brought here by me."

General Dao followed his instructions and looked down at the city, and sure enough, he saw a group of tribal nobles wearing linen clothes.

In the human tribe, it is easy to distinguish between nobles and rogues. Those wearing sackcloth are all nobles, and those wearing animal skins are all rogues.

"What rebels?"

General Dao asked with a frown.

"You don't need to know. You just need to know that anyone wearing sackcloth in Dongwang City today can be killed."

He Dong smiled, raised his head, looked at the rising sun, and then picked up the knife on the ground.

General Dao was confused by what he said. Seeing him picking up the knife, he thought he was going back to the city. Unexpectedly, He Dong smiled strangely and said to him, "Tell my uncle the human king that He Dong is going to find his parents."

After that, He Dong's long knife directly wiped across his throat, and his body leaned back, and fell from the city wall into the city.

"Boom..."

His body fell to the ground with a bang, shocking these nobles in sackcloth clothes and making them scatter and move aside. Then they all looked at his body and pointed and talked.

General Dao quickly stepped forward in surprise, leaned over and looked over the city wall. He saw He Dong still spitting blood, his body twitching, and he was welcoming the coming of death.

He was dying, but he had a smile on his face.

"What... is going on?"

General Dao was really confused. At this moment, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded behind him.

This tiger-skin war drum is made of the skin of a sword-toothed tiger that evolved into a ferocious beast.

When the tiger skin was bloody, it was boiled with golden water, then dried and scraped thin, and then dozens of alliance warriors pulled it evenly and covered it on the drum.

The tiger-skin war drums were beating, and the sound spread ten miles. The sound was heavy and shocking.

The drumbeat at this time was the rhythm of the whole army's attack. With this drumbeat, he knew without turning back to ask that Dongwang City would be captured today.

After confirming the military order in the drumbeat, General Dao immediately began to order the warriors on the city wall to organize their troops, ready to lead them down the ladder behind the city wall to kill.

While he was organizing his troops, soldiers rushed up from behind him, but the first to appear was the marshal's messenger.

"The marshal orders that anyone wearing hemp clothes in Dongwang City today can be killed."

This sentence made General Dao stunned, and he couldn't help but think of Hedong who committed suicide.

"Where is Hedong?"

asked the messenger.

"Hedong... has committed suicide."

General Dao said in shock after waking up from his shock.

The messenger was also obviously stunned, then nodded and prepared to turn around and report.

"Wait a minute."

General Dao stopped him and said, "Before Hedong died, he asked me to tell the Human King that Hedong went to find his parents."

The messenger was puzzled, but still remembered it before turning around and leaving.

While the two were talking, the team had been prepared, and the reinforcements behind also began to form up.

"Today, when we capture Dongwang City, all those wearing hemp clothes in the city will be killed."

After Hedong finished speaking, he swung the long sword in his hand towards the center of Dongwang City and shouted, "All troops, follow me to kill the enemy, kill."

"Kill."

Amid the shouting, the alliance army, led by General Dao, rushed down from the gate of Dongwang City.