The Face Changing Warrior

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Chapter One Hundred Eight

Seeing that the rebels under the city had put down their weapons, the leading officer stood in line one after another under the order. Camus gave an order, and the cavalry of the Southern Army surrounded them, and a group of cavalry turned over and dismounted, leading these mountain soldiers toward the barracks. Two teams of cavalry stood on both sides to follow, fully armed and ready to fight.

Roddy looked at these unarmed rebels under the city, and didn't know why, suddenly a thought that made him feel a little scared:

"Now that they have put down their weapons, they have killed all their brains, so as to avoid future troubles!"

Such a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, Roddy himself was shocked, his heart sank suddenly, and cold sweat came out.

"Damn, why did I suddenly have such a **** idea!" Roddy cursed secretly in his heart. Andy’s nonchalant voice came in his mind: “What’s this! The mountain tribe’s rebellion is imminent. These mountain tribe soldiers are always unreasonable. If the mountain tribe rebels in the future, these empire’s mountain armies are only afraid It's very dangerous. At that time, they will rebel openly. No one can tell... Well, it is better to take advantage of the fact that they have handed over their weapons and are not prepared. Killing together will be clean!"

"Nonsense!" Roddy frowned, "How can I do such abusive things!"

I faintly heard Andy sneer: "What's wrong? Why are you so excited? This idea was not for you, but you thought of it yourself. Hum, I tell you, if it was the old Duke Tulip back then, it would probably be Really did this! Take precautions before they happen! You should understand the principle of becoming famous... Besides, if they didn’t surrender just now, what would you do? Really order the killing immediately? Those in the city What about the soldier’s family? Didn’t you also say that you want to kill all of them without leaving them? Humph, what about the extreme fortitude just mentioned, why is it soft now?"

Listening to Andy's voice, Roddy just gritted his teeth and couldn't help thinking: What should I do if they didn't surrender just now? The family members of the rebels in the city, should they kill or not? According to the imperial decree, it is absolutely necessary to kill, but... but... to kill or not to kill?

Suddenly, there was a movement in his heart, only to feel a sharp gaze shooting towards him, and Roddy looked at him, and saw Camus on the city horse squinting at himself. Camus's gaze was a bit deep, with a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth. Seeing Roddy's gaze contacting him, he gently gestured with the corner of his mouth to the mountain soldiers who were lined up back to camp, with a look in his eyes. Kind of soliciting meaning.

Roddy's heart was in chaos, and his heart was as sharp as he was. The meaning of Camus' eye movements was actually to indicate to himself... The thought in his mind might be the same as the one he had just thought!

Kill or not!

Roddy took a deep breath, and the cold air in the night sucked into his lungs, forced himself to calm down, then looked at Camus and shook his head slightly.

A cold smile appeared on Camus's face, and then he gently twitched his horse with a whip, followed by his cavalry escorting the mountain soldiers.

Roddy was extremely complicated. Not long after, I saw that the two armies under the city had gone clean, leaving only two bodies lying in a pool of blood.

"Go back!" Roddy whispered and said coldly: "Back to the Governor's Mansion! Send someone to find the Governor to see me!"

There was a great upheaval just now, and the Governor of Sear did not show up from beginning to end. Roddy calmed down at this moment, and he was angry, and immediately went to trouble the Governor. As the highest official of the party, he actually hid in fear of life and death at this time!

Roddy and his party had just returned to the gate of the Governor's Mansion when they saw a group of soldiers guarding a carriage coming straight to the Governor's Mansion. Roddy recognized it as the governor's carriage and sat on the horse with a gloomy expression.

Sure enough, after the carriage stopped, the Governor Schell ran off the carriage and walked to Roddy in three steps and two steps. He leaned slightly and said with a smile: "My lord, I heard you are looking for me. , Came right away..."

Roddy was angry when he saw him, and did not dismount, he immediately said coldly: "Did you get the news? Your nephew Tuhai, who killed the sergeant at the expense of the air force, made his subordinates mutiny. At this moment, Tuhai has been killed by me. Up!"

The governor shook suddenly and immediately raised his head to look at Roddy. The expression on his face changed a few moments. A trace of pain flashed through his eyes. Then he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "My lord, Tuhai is not good for ruling the army. Subordinates mutiny, they deserve it."

Roddy snorted coldly and said: "You understand the truth." After a pause, he said coldly: "There was almost a catastrophe just outside the city gate. Why didn't you see you? Are you still the governor? Do you sleep at home?"

The governor's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and he dared not raise his head, but he whispered: "I...I was late for the news...this...so..."

Roddy was furious in his heart, and he was about to yell at him, and then he suddenly moved in his heart, forcibly suppressing his anger, and secretly admonishing himself: after all, he was in someone's land. There are only a dozen guards around him, no soldiers and no rights. The situation here is complicated. Although this person is hateful, he is the governor of the party after all. If he turns against him in public, it may be detrimental to the stability of the situation.

Taking a deep breath, Roddy said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, what happened tonight, fortunately, did not make a big mess. You'd better restrain the soldiers in the city, guard the city gate carefully, and be on guard. Now you and I are in the same boat. The situation in the southeast is stable, and you and I can say that if something happens, neither of you nor me will be easy!" After a pause, he said in a low voice, "You know, General Ruben, commander of the Northwest Army. He is an earl, just because the Northwest works. Not only is the earl’s title deprived, it’s still locked up in the Prosecutor’s Office of the Imperial Military Court at the moment! Governor-general, do you ask yourself if your family has the power of General Ruben’s family? Humph... General Miao's people are monitoring the mutiny soldiers returning to the camp outside the city. Please also the Governor-General to dispatch manpower immediately and step up investigation and assistance!"

After speaking, he stopped looking at the governor and urged the horse into the governor's mansion. Only the governor was left standing on the spot.

After Roddy entered the house, he immediately shouted Rand in front of him and said in a low voice: "Step up, after all, we killed the governor's nephew tonight. Although the governor won't turn my face with me, after all, we are now in other people's land. After two days, when the wolffang army arrives, there is nothing to worry about!"

Rand agreed and went down. Roddy felt exhausted physically and mentally. Thinking of the scene tonight, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, and shook him back to his room.

Roddy was in confusion, thinking of the thought in his mind tonight, secretly frightened, when did he become so bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty? Is it true that if you kill too many people, your temperament will really change?

I only heard Andy smiled: "Boy, you don't have to be so surprised. After all, your life as a Duke is not short. It's normal to have these thoughts in your mind. In the upper class, they are usually hard-hearted and cruel. You are not wrong if you think so."

Roddy said helplessly: "Do you think that thought is normal? Don't you think that...too cruel?"

Andy’s voice seemed disdainful: "Is it cruel? I’m different from you. I’m not a human, just a skeleton. To me, I don’t care how many people in this world kill or die. Except you , Even if I kill all the people in this world, I will not care."

Roddy shook his head, faintly feeling that there was something wrong with Andy's words, but he couldn't think of what was wrong. His mind was groggy, and finally fell asleep.

At dawn, only the faint voice of someone outside the door was heard, and then there was a soft click of the door, the door was gently pushed open, and an easy footstep came in with a crisp bell.

Roddy sat up from the bed and looked back, and saw that the woman in red who was sitting next to him at the banquet yesterday came in, holding a silver basin in his hand, with a blush on his face, and came to him. Around. Still wearing that short red dress, bare limbs and a small waist, with a small bell tied to his feet, every step of the way is with a crisp ringtone of Ding Dong.

Roddy frowned: "How did you get in?"

The red-dressed woman lowered her head and whispered: "My lord Duke, I was sent by the Governor to serve you."

Roddy was startled, and then smiled coldly: "That governor is thoughtful in this respect."

The woman in red smiled slightly. Although there was still a blush on her face, she looked at Roddy courageously and said in a low voice: "The Governor is also kind. Although there are people around you, they are all rough hands. Some things are always less careful than women."

After speaking, she slowly handed over a wet towel. Roddy couldn't get mad at this beautifully smiling woman after all, so he could only take it with a sigh.

Suddenly Rante strode the door and walked in. The urn sounded angrily: "My Lord Duke, General Camus is here. It's in the front hall."

Roddy immediately threw down the towel and didn't even look at the woman in red. As Rand strode out, he didn't notice a strange color flashing in the woman's eyes.

Camus was still looking cold, and when he saw Roddy walk in, he just nodded at random. Roddy looked a little haggard when he saw him, apparently awake all night last night. Although Camus had a bad attitude towards him, Roddy knew that he was the only one who could really help him in the southeast at this moment.

"General Camus, you came so early." Roddy smiled slightly.

Camus said coldly: "That's natural. Did the Duke slept well last night?"

Roddy said indifferently: "The general blamed me for being lazy... It's just that I don't have any soldiers under my hand, and I can only sleep at home if I am a short envoy."

Camus smiled sarcastically: "Is it just a short envoy? The Lord Duke was so majestic on the city wall last night. He ordered the mutiny soldiers to submit. It seems that your Majesty sent you to the south, but it is a party."

Roddy sighed and said solemnly: "General Camus, I know you are a little bit ill towards our family, but speaking of it, old...my father has passed away. Any grievances from everyone are naturally written off. This time I'm here. There are still many things to rely on in the South."

Camus's complexion changed and he said lightly: "What kind of grievance is not grievance, you are the Duke, the emperor's special envoy, I am just the commander of the local army in the southeast, what do you have to say, who dare not follow?"

Roddy shook his head, knowing that years of grievances could not be resolved in a short time, smiled reluctantly, and said: "How is the military camp outside the city now?"

"The mountain army has been disarmed, and they are all in the barracks now. I have sent people to station outside the camp and guard them at any time." Said this, a trace of worry flashed in Camus's eyes, and he said solemnly: "It's just that these people are temporarily safe Now, when the news of the mountain tribe's united rebellion comes out, I'm afraid... hum." After speaking, a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

Roddy nodded: "They mutiny last night, it was someone secretly instigating, but I don't know what is going on with those mountain tribes now?"

Camus sighed, "I'm here to tell you about this."

"Okay." Roddy smiled: "Then I will let the Governor invite you, and we will discuss it together."

"Governor? That trash." Camus sneered, then looked at Roddy slowly and said: "Site, let's just tell the truth. My old man is too lazy to play tricks with you. Here, the governor is nothing. It's a trash! If it weren't for the two of you and I present, I'm afraid this Purple Leaf City would have been lost at dawn today! Find that trash to discuss what can be discussed?"

Roddy looked awkward, smiled reluctantly, and said nothing.

Camus shook his hand and said, "Although I don’t like your Tulip people very much, I’m not stupid enough to be unreasonable. Now that the situation is so complicated, I can see what you did last night. How bad is your dead old man? Huh... Do those barbarians in the mountains want to rebel? First ask me if Camus's sword promises or not!"

Roddy nodded and said, "Well, then General Camus came to me so early, why on earth?"

Camus took two steps closer and whispered: "The Flame Tribe sent someone to come to me, saying that he wants to negotiate with us."

"Negotiating?" Roddy's eyes widened: "They gathered a crowd and jointly elected the chief, I'm afraid they will set up a big flag to rebel in a few days! What else are you talking about at this time?"

Camus smiled suddenly and said something that surprised Roddy.

"My lord, you don't know yet. I got the news from the mountain early this morning: The Wuya of the Flame Tribe, the chief they just elected, was assassinated the day before yesterday. Now he is seriously injured and his life is hard to save!"-

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