“Who are you? Do you not care that yourcare your bloodline will be purged by attempting to kill the king?” Zhong Yu spoke.
“Who are we? Ha-ha-ha, you still can’t tell? With how many you killed, what’s one more hatred anyway, right?” One leader spoke with tears in his eyes.
“So you’re the sorry excuse of clansmen that got away when I went around purging the clans. Yet instead of hiding in a corner, shivering, you came back. Are you that eager to die?” Zhong Yu was amused.
“That’s not it, there are too many of you to be just clan survivors. There’s no way 1000 men could just walk through Sichuan unnoticed.” He continued.
“You must have others among you. Clansmen from Jiangling perhaps? Have you found same minded fools in sympathy and now want to kill me?”
“His Lordship is clever, finding us out so fast. Yes, we are from Jiangling’s clans. We had no intent to rebel, but you left us with no choice.” A leader clearly unnerved spoke.
“Your decree had killed not only the clans from Sichuan, but even their immediate kin unrelated to them. We had no choice but to join hands to deal with you.” The same leader’s mood turned heavy.
“I see, so I’ve crossed the line, is that it? Well, a cornered rat can kill a cat after all, let alone people in power.” Zhong Yu spoke in a flat tone.
“My Lordship understands too much is as bad as not enough. You just had to relax your orders a bit and it would have never come to this.”
“Though it’s too late to speak of it now. You are a dying man my lord, any further preaching will do no good.” The first leader said with ruthlessness.
“I’ll keep your words in mind. I’ll be sure to mend my ways so this never happens again.” Zhong Yu said, relaxed.
“I can see now how you managed to make your own kingdom, taking two states from Han Dynasty. Your collected and calculative face even in death is not something anyone has. I do not want to shame you, king, so you’d better kill yourself with some dignity.”
The main leader was furious at Zhong Yu’s unchanging tone.
Zhong Yu’s condescending had pricked his pride as a clansman.
“You’re just a bunch of clowns up to nothing but parlor tricks. I can tell you this much, your ancestor would beg and do anything to come back from hell, than ask me to kill myself. They’d be laughing it out at how arrogant you are!” Zhong Yu mocked.
“You’re no longer a king, not without your people around you. You are just a prisoner, our prisoner, yet you dare speak of life and death with such frivolity? You think yourself the best after just a few days as king?” The leader was enraged.
“Oh, you’re so sure you have me. Nevermind, this play has gone long enough now that I found where you all come from. It’s better to end this boring game now than lower myself by continuing it.” Zhong Yu shrugged.
The leaders had a bad feeling.
They looked around but saw nothing that could come to his aid.
The only possibility would be the two hundred guards but they were tied up by their men.
Confident of their advantage, the leader spoke again.
“My lord, is this fear? Making up troops…”
The leader stared bug eyed.
Zhong Yu’s thirty guards turned into hundreds in a blink of an eye.
The assassins were shocked just the same, too overcome to even react.
“How do you like that? Did you actually think you had me? Now the tables have turned and it’s your turn to beg for mercy!” Zhong Yu snickered.
“Kill them all, don’t let any traitors survive. I want everyone to see what happens to those who defy me!” Zhong Yu ordered before they answered.
The soldiers were upon the stunned assassins like wolves.
Zhong Yu’s area was plunged into a symphony of agony and cries for mercy;the death toll grew only higher.
The leaders woke up at last, putting their minds on how to kill the king of Yu Kingdom, not making sense of what was happening.
With this king’s brutality, letting him return to Jiangling city, there was no hope for their kin. He would run the region red with blood.
The leaders nodded and led their own charge.
They had to take the lead as the sudden divine help for their enemy demoralized their fellow assassins.
Seeing their leaders fighting with their lives on the line, their own morale bolstered.
Thanks to the raise in morale, they could fight against Zhong Yu’s 500 system summoned soldiers.
Thought only a while. Once they realized there was no escape, their morale would plunge again.
Going through so many ups and down tore at their rational mind, making them relinquish the thought of revenge and only think about escaping.
Moreover, after so long, Jiangling city had to have caught news of the ambush and would send reinforcements.
