Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

In the silence, Mayor Nick's words stabbed like a knife.

Hong San held the sword, his body trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

No action was taken either.

Even if Mayor Nick is just an arm's length away from him, he has absolute confidence and certainty, and with his own skills, he can make the opponent's head fall to the ground in an instant.

Even if he can righteously rebuke the other party's actions, attack the other party's intentions, and even seize the flaws in the other party's words, curse and question, so as to point out the other party's cold-blooded, cruel and crazy, to alienate and shake the mayor's back. The confidence of those from all walks of life.

But that doesn't make any sense.

Because even if the other party were killed, the consequences would be even more serious. Not only would the remaining militiamen die on the city walls, but all the old and weak women and children left in the Heaven and Earth Society would all die, and even Kant would be implicated in a dangerous place.

What's more, after the death of the mayor, there is a lack of powerful people to unite the whole city. Valentine will only break through faster under the front of the elf soldiers. In this city, I don't know how much more death and misery will occur.

As for arguing a response with words...does it work?

In a world of great chaos, what is the use of words no matter how useful? Useful is the knife.

Why did the mayor dare to openly say such things to him?

It was because Hong San and his party came from here, they were elite soldiers in the city defense, and representatives from all walks of life. Those mages, merchants, nobles, and soldiers were originally the backbone of defending the city. How can you care about the life and death of scum and waste?

Even, they agree with the mayor's idea.

Sincere recognition.

Regardless of position, this is a simple multiple-choice question.

The enemy is attacking the city and the firepower is fierce. Who will passively withstand the first wave of attack suppression to test the enemy's military strength and consume long-range power? Is it a useless rabble, or is it a city defense elite who dares to show their swords to the strong elf enemy, or even form a formation that can compete with the regular elf army?

A choice even a three-year-old can make.

Hong San was speechless at all.

Taking ten thousand steps back, there are Aurora people and Goethe people in the Heaven and Earth Association. Mayor Nick, as the highest official in the city and even the surrounding area, levies the people to defend the city, which is the meaning of the title. Goethe was punished by law, and he, the Aurora, had no position to accuse him at all.

And those Aurora people in the team...

Since even natives can use and sacrifice, what are foreigners?

Moreover, Hong San saw Nick's hesitation before. He clearly still had a paragraph to say, but it seemed that he didn't say it out of Kant's face.

But Hong San could guess what the other party wanted to say.

- Aurora was invaded by aliens, lost land and lost ground, and the center was shaken. Some people in your country are desperately resisting and continuing the country, while you have crossed the ocean and fled here. A group of cowards who abandoned the country and fled in embarrassment, we are fighting to the death. It seems that it is the waste of the waste!

How could the lives of a group of people who abandoned their country and fled be taken into the eyes of the other party?

In this regard, Hong San still has nothing to say.

He looked at Mayor Nick, his eyes were agitated, his body was trembling, and the sword in his hand was shaking.

Mingming mustered up the courage to roar for another group of people, but found that he couldn't subdue the other party, or even couldn't convince the other party... or even stand on the moral high ground calmly.

And at a loss.

Obeying the strong, submissive, servile, in exchange for peace, this is what he has been doing all these years, it is the principle on which he has lived all these years. Like dust, he's used to seeing these things over the years.

He should have gotten used to it by now.

And he always felt like he was used to it.

To this day, the war is fierce, the sky is torn apart, the life is dissipated like grass, and the lives of the untouchables are swayed and sacrificed. This is not from the cruelty and ruthlessness of the superiors, but from the choices that have to be made. The moral accusation is like a joke in the face of the cruel war. .

But...do those poor people deserve to die?

Hong San felt flustered in his heart, he gasped for breath, he was dazed, the philosophy of life over the years told him that this is the case, the superior can manipulate the inferior at will, and in the face of power, the humble commoners only have the share of submissiveness Son, this world is a tower. The people above have the power to kill and kill, and the people below are the most affected and the most suffering. It has always been like this, and it has always been like this.

He studied ancient history, listened to the teacher's teaching, and it was all the truth. No matter how the dynasties changed, the people would always be dead thousands of miles away, ten rooms and nine empty, and the ground covered with bones. Days, if natural disasters and man-made disasters, turn to death ditches at every turn.

They were taxed, they were conscripted, they were bullied, they were exploited, and now the city was defended, as cannon fodder, slaughtered and destroyed by powerful enemies, and it started and ended in this exotic land, not only the city of Valentine, the land of eastern China, thousands of The change of dynasties in a hundred years, the resurrection of attacks and killings, are there still few such things?

The strong rule everything, the strong plunder everything, and the weak are just pigs and dogs, just cattle and sheep, can be plundered arbitrarily, can be bullied at will, this is a fixed number, it is the law of the world's operation, the truth that has been constant for thousands of years, there is no Who can change, it is destiny, it is fate, people are born to suffer, but they committed sins in the past life, did good deeds and accumulated virtue, and only hoped to have a good child in the next life - what else can I do! ?

Hong San thinks he has seen it through, and feels that the world is nothing more than that, it is better to live comfortably.

He once believed in this set, life and death, that's all.

But after experiencing the separation of life and death in the city, and watching the familiar faces being smashed and trampled by the war, and his life dissipated like a mustard, he felt great sadness, pain and helplessness.

He knew those people, the people he knew, the faces, the looks they looked forward to, the calls they knew...then they died one by one.

They are also human beings, they have families, they have their own joys and sorrows, they are timid and cowardly, and they just want to live.

It doesn't matter if you live a humble life.

But even this small wish could not be fulfilled.

"wrong…"

He shook his head.

It shouldn't be like this.

All wrong.

Things definitely shouldn't be like this.

Even the meanest people should not die.

His philosophy of life and deep-rooted ideas gradually shaken.

There is no new philosophy and concept to replace it, just wavering and doubts. Seeing the people he knew die helplessly one by one, he felt great confusion and unease in his heart.

He just felt that a person's life should not end so hastily, it should not be like this at all. He felt that there must be something wrong with this world, but he couldn't say it, but he couldn't understand it.

He just instinctively felt injustice and pain.

For those who live like weeds, die like dust, weak, humble, and helpless.

bang.

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Hong San took two steps back and shook his body.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Kant, as if he wanted to say something, but there was only sadness and confusion on his face. From entering the city until today, everything was crowded together, and all expectations and pressures fell on this firm and reliable body. , everything broke out suddenly in this tragic casualty and great confusion.

He spit out a large mouthful of blood with a wow, and then fell to the sky.

Kant took two steps to support Hong San. He hurriedly checked his pulse. Fortunately, he just passed out.

Nick raised his hands high and said for the first time, "I didn't do anything."

Kant said calmly: "I know."

He raised his head and looked past Mayor Nick and his party.

It fell on the people of the Tiandihui on the city wall.

Hong San vomited blood and fell into a coma, and only Kant was the one who supported him immediately.

Chen Honghu, Song Baoyi, Huang Jintong, two unnamed Goethe leaders, and even several hundred other militiamen, looked at Hong San and vomited blood, and looked at Hong San in a coma.

All just watched from a distance.

They were stunned, they were afraid, they were all scared, and they witnessed the death and injury of their companions, and the power of the elves had not dissipated. In the face of the real elves, they finally realized the gap between themselves and the real army, and they understood , Hong San's previous victory was just a small fight.

So at this moment, their perception of Hong San is very complicated.

Because the other party is obviously unable to protect himself, he is not omnipotent.

Even Hong San quarreled with the more powerful and powerful mayor and vomited blood and fainted. They looked at it from a distance and thought it was a conflict, and they dared not come up.

In fact, these are all understandable.

- But no matter what country, no matter what world, no matter how strong or weak, no matter how brave or cowardly, it is necessary to know how good it is to be born as a human being!

His eyes were like eagles and tigers, causing everyone in the Heaven and Earth Society to bow their heads.

Even if there was some criticism and curiosity about this military division before, but now, it will not.

Because everyone can see clearly, not far from each other, when everyone in the city is beaten like a turtle by the elves, and when the elves' cavalry has rushed to the city wall, when the city is about to fall, It was the strategist who slapped the terrifying elf cavalry back with a blast of thunder, causing heavy damage, and personally kicked off the prelude to repel the elves.

Kant was cold.

And said two words that should not be said as a human being on earth.

"—Untouchables!"

This is actually the second time he has said it.

The first time was on the night of Huisha, when the whole town swarmed for Samuel's reward, turning from simple and even humble civilians into ferocious hungry wolves in an instant, the peasant took a dung fork, the peasant woman took a kitchen knife, He even dared to come out to hunt him down—for a piece of meat thrown by Samuel, the fickle **** who regarded ordinary people like dust, fighting like a dog.

He carried Hong San up and walked down the city wall with his back: "Make way!"

To this Mayor Nick...he really doesn't know what to say.

Everyone seems to have difficulties, everyone is forced, and everyone is doing wrong things, but these things, in their opinion, are all right.

All are like bastards.

This other world, this world, is simply a big cesspool.

The mayor hesitated for a moment, but finally got out of the way without saying a word.

The representatives of all walks of life behind him also gave way, as well as the city guards.

Kant also saw Preston, who was Mayor Nick's younger brother and a high-ranking officer. He looked at Kant with a somewhat embarrassed and sad expression.

Obviously, he admires Kant's bravery and appreciates his efforts to turn the tide, but now he can no longer congratulate Yan Huan.

Kant stopped and looked sideways.

Preston said softly: "Actually, my brother is wrong. In this war, there is no difference between life and life. Everyone has a responsibility, everyone can die, and my brother's responsibility is to let everyone Death has the greatest effect and the greatest meaning."

Kant didn't speak, he just left.

The young man said behind his back, "Mr. Dong, you will understand."

So under the watchful eyes of everyone, the biggest hero of this city battle carried Hong San to the stairs of the city wall.

Chen Honghu and the others look at me, I look at you, they all got up and moved their steps, hesitantly trying to keep up, Kant turned back indifferently: "What? The mayor said you can go?"

Everyone's expressions changed, Song Baoyi said with a strong smile: "The military advisor..."

Kant frowned: "What did you call me?"

Song Baoyi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Counselor, we..."

Kant said coldly: "Three questions, first, why did he just stare blankly? After he vomited blood and fainted, why was there no sign of worry? Second, do you know who Hong San was talking to just now? Third, Hong San Protecting you here to this day - do you owe you anything!"

Speaking of which, Kant is already fierce.

"If I owe anything, I'll pay it off for him today!"

"-talk!"

The power of confronting the elves head-on, defeating them and killing them is still there, and the murderous aura is revealed, how powerful, Chen Honghu and others lost their words for a while, and the others bowed their heads and stopped.

But such gestures, is it fear, or awakening and guilt?

Kant looked into his eyes and sneered.

Walk away.

Everyone in the Heaven and Earth Society did not dare to catch up—everyone knew in their hearts that it was no longer a matter of the thickness of their skin, because the other party had obviously been motivated to kill.

They looked at each other, and for a while, they had mixed feelings, and they didn't know what their mood was at this time.

After all, Preston is a young man. He walked quickly to Nick, who was silent, and said in a low voice, "Brother... Mr. Mayor, don't you explain it to Mr. Dong?"

Nick said slowly: "I've done it, so what's the point of saying it? I'll vomit myself if I say something I have to do, say something about guilt, say something about shame."

He turned his head and ordered to his officers: "Choose some militiamen, have them hang ropes out of the city, bring back the corpses of the elves under the city, cut off the dead ones, cut off their tendons, and ask the priests and doctors to hang their lives. , it will be cut before the next battle."

"The dead stripped off their armor, cut off their limbs, castrated, had their eyes gouged, their noses cut off, and their tongues pulled out, all of which were hung on the top of the city."

Among the representatives of all walks of life, some people changed their faces slightly, and the crowd was slightly commotion.

Nick glanced at them as if nothing had happened, and then said, "Those who hold objections have their own thoughts and want to collude with the elves to dedicate the city.

Then he smiled.

"In short, victory is victory, call upon brave soldiers, and I will speak."

Kant carried Hong San on his back and walked down the city wall, because the aura he exuded at the moment was a bit terrifying. No matter the military or civilians along the way, he did not dare to ask. The chaos in the city was caused by various magics that fell in the city during the siege. Rioting, fighting fires, saving people, some people are crying, some people are afraid, more people are whispering, and they are communicating quickly with their neighbors on the balcony.

On the cold street, Kant walked alone.

Suddenly, a carriage drove over, and the driver was the old housekeeper of the Vidal family.

"This way!"

Leona opened the car window and stuck her head out: "You'll be fine! Hey, is he injured? Our chamber of commerce has very good doctors and medicines. Before the war, this old man won't let me out until we win. Only then did the news come back, saying that you have made great achievements, you are awesome, how did you get out?"

The girl's voice was chirping, very nice, and it also contained worry.

But now Kant doesn't really want to talk.

Just smiled at her reluctantly.

How should I put it... Although he didn't go through a fierce fight, and even though the real battle was just a decision in those ten seconds, he felt very tired.

The girl instantly quieted down and said, "Come up, will you go to Heaven and Earth?"

"No, go to your place."

"it is good."

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PS1: Update... Let’s say it again, the iron son is here, beaten the elves, the orangutan is here, and all the elves are hacked to death, everyone happily goes to the princess, and by the way, hacks all the elves army to death, I If you write this kind of flat story, why write this book?

PS2: This section of Valentine is a big event, not only a big event for the protagonist, but also a big event for many people. They and the protagonist have experienced and remembered this event together, and achieved each other.

PS3: This is the story I want to write, at least the story I want to write in this book, even though the readership and hobbies of bookers have undergone subtle changes, it is more and more thankless to tell the story seriously, but casual, This book is still written as it should be written. I can understand the thoughts of some of my friends. Naturally, there are refreshing crushing situations, but in addition, I also want to write those that are not easy and even have separation and memory. victory…

PS4: That's it, I won't say more in the future, I hope everyone will be more patient - and begging for tickets, I haven't been asked for tickets these days, and I'll be caught up in the next two tomorrow.