Chapter Fifty-Nine(1/5)
() Ou Yan was leaning next to the pillar and constantly alerting the surroundings. There were also many men ambushed throughout the ruins. As long as Ashuram gave an order, they would be dispatched immediately.
However, Ashuram knew that many of them were actually dissatisfied with this decision. Many of them believed that Beirut should be assisted in overthrowing the Council. This was probably because they were young and frivolous and admired Beirut as a hero.
He can understand their mood. These people want to live unrestrainedly, and at the same time, they also hope to have someone to guide them and have a goal in life.
Ashuram freed them from the tyranny implemented by the rulers of the Dark Street, allowed them to act as they pleased, and gave these helpless people a goal to survive.
Sometimes they violate taboos or cause destruction, but this will give these young people a sense of pleasure. However, their happy time will never last, and their madness must be directed to places other than destruction in the future.
Ashuram plans to give these people a new goal at that time. He will establish his own kingdom on this dark island, and the king will of course be Ashuram himself. He will take the armed merchant fleet of the Council as his own He had and organized a huge navy, and then took revenge on his motherland, Alanya, who framed his father and exiled his family here.
Thanks to Ou Yan, his excellent right-hand man, his plan has been going smoothly. He does not want anyone to hinder this plan, even the true brave men known as the Six Heroes...
Ashuram looked up at the western sky.
The sunset is about to set. The notice boards erected in various streets in the past few days indicate that this evening is the time for the meeting, and the location is the east gate here. In addition, the notice also hints that if Beirut is still there before sunset, If she doesn't show up, the girl will be executed.
And of course they sent the same documents to the barbarian tribes.
"He will come with troops."
This is what Ashuram guessed.
According to the investigation, the girl who was taken as a hostage was a direct blood relative of the barbarian leader and was sent to take care of Beirut's daily routine. Ashuram also knew that Beirut had a physical relationship with her. In other words, it was a political marriage and could even Said she was a hostage sent to Beirut.
Now that the girl is captured, Beirut's prestige has definitely been hit, so he will definitely come to take the girl back for the sake of face.
But he couldn't come alone, it would be tantamount to committing suicide. Everyone could see that this must be a trap set by the council.
In fact, the council didn't want to talk to Beirut at all. They told Ashuram to get rid of Beirut. Because they believed that as long as they killed him, all problems would be solved.
Ashuram believes that this judgment is correct. The demons and barbarians came to attack the Dark Street because they were led by Beirut. If that hero died, then these two forces would not fight side by side at all, or even Will take a step out of the dark forest.
As long as this incident is resolved, Ashuram will become a member of the Council, and he can annex this dominant organization from the inside. Ten years later, maybe as long as five years, Ashuram can establish the Street of Darkness as the capital. The Kingdom of Mamo.
Whether this wish can be realized or not depends on today.
I don’t know how many people Beirut will bring. If there are not many people, they can be dealt with by just relying on their own men. If the enemy is large, they must retreat to the center of the town and follow the ambushes there while they chase them. The mercenaries of the council attacked from the front and back. Although this battle is very simple, as long as his subordinates are not trained, they will definitely fall into the trap. The barbarians are all brave and excellent warriors, but they are not used to organized tactics. , plus the battlefield is a dark street, so I also have an advantage.
If you can't win even with this, you probably won't be able to win again in the future, and the Dark Street may just be destroyed.
The council also knows that if they lose this time, there will be no way out, so they will definitely do their best.
Ashuram looked up at the western sky again.
The sunset has begun to set. The sky has turned fiery red, and the mountains to the west seem to be burning. Although it is very beautiful, it is natural to feel a little shudder when seeing such a scene here.
Probably because this is the burial place of the Goddess of Destruction.
On the other hand, his homeland of Alanya is the holy land of Marfa, the goddess in charge of creation. It not only has a majestic temple, but it is also a country blessed by nature, so it has been able to prosper for more than four hundred years.
However, the nobles who rule there are very corrupt, and the ruled residents are also very decadent. As long as there is a fuse, the entire Alanya will definitely collapse.
Ashram hopes that he can be responsible for lighting the fire.
But Ashuram still couldn't help but wonder, the sun is going to set soon, why is there no shadow of Beirut yet?
He couldn't help but ask himself, will Beirut come?
This is very possible. The relationship between barbarian families may be different from that of ordinary residents. And Beirut may not have any feelings for this barbarian girl, otherwise he would not be able to leave the person he values alone.
But that’s okay, Ashuram thought.
If he hasn't come when the time comes, then Beirut will have lost his heroism. For young people who have no ideals and no one to protect, love for the opposite sex is the supreme symbol. If Beirut loves his beloved If he refuses to save him, Ashuram's subordinates will despise him very much.
Ashuram couldn't help but think that they were a bit stupid. If a person was born just to love a woman, and died like this without even having any offspring, what's the point of life?
The hills that Ashuram was looking at were gradually shrouded in darkness, and he felt that the hearts of his subordinates who were ambushing in the ruins behind him seemed to be beginning to waver.
"Beirut is really smart and will not risk his life for a woman."
Ashuram really wanted to say this to these people.
There are no real heroes in the world.
Heroes are just imaginary idols created by the people. To become a hero, you just need to meet their expectations and create an illusion for them, just like Ashram did to these young people.
The agreed time has passed.
Then these people will stop worshiping Beirut.
Ashuram felt incredibly relieved, perhaps he had always harbored some kind of fear in his heart.
If this uneasiness becomes a reality, he will have to wake up.
"Are you going to kill the girl? Or just let her go?"
Just when he focused his thoughts on another problem.
He found a small figure appearing on the hill.
My heart, which had been relaxed just now, became tense again.
There is only one figure.
Although it was a bit dim and uncertain, it seemed that no one was following behind.
"Could it be..."
Ashuram turned around and nodded to Ouyan.
When Ouyan saw the secret signal, he immediately came to Ashuram's side, and several other people were left to guard the barbarian girl.
"What's wrong?"
Ashuram pointed to the hill with his chin.
A figure walked down the hill.
Ou Yan, who was usually unmoved by anything, also stared at the figure with bated breath.
"The red-haired mercenary!"
"is this real?!"
Ashram asked again cautiously.
Because only Ouyan had sneaked into the barbarian tribe and seen what Beirut looked like from a distance.
"It's absolutely true. I also have the sword of the Demon King in my hand..."
"Yeah…"
Ashuram clenched his fists. Sweat seeped out from between his fingers, as if he was squeezing the juice out of a fruit.
"What should we do now?"
Ou Yan asked anxiously.
"Isn't there an ambush? Isn't there an ambush on the other side of the hill?"
"Probably not. After all, there's no point in laying an ambush..."
As soon as someone else appears, Ashuram and the others have the right to defeat Beirut. At that time, even if Beirut's men rush over, they will not be able to save him.
"Why come alone?!"
Ashuram's clenched fist struck the stone wall.
"Are you willing to risk your life for a woman? Or do you already know our plan?"
"Prepare to shoot arrows first."
Ou Yan took a deep breath and said.
"If the red-haired mercenary can dodge ten arrows, he will shoot a hundred arrows. If he can dodge a hundred arrows, he will shoot a thousand arrows. Even the warriors known as the Six Heroes cannot survive if they become hedgehogs. of.”
"If you can get out."
Ashuram smiled mockingly at himself.
Among Ashuram's men, no one could shoot an arrow in front of that man. Ashuram's men were not trained warriors, they were just a mob at best.
This is the outcome Ashuram fears most.
I really came to Beirut alone.
There was only one method left for him.
It is to defeat the red-haired mercenary one-on-one. Other than that, Ashram cannot prove that he is a hero beyond Beirut.
Ashram checked the sword on his waist. It was the only relic left to him by his father. The sword had magic power, but of course it was not as good as the Demon King's sword.
In front of me is a warrior known as a hero who possesses a powerful magic sword.
"But I'll win!"
Ashuram said as if giving an order to himself.
"Don't forget you still have two thousand subordinates."
"Ou Yan..."
Ashuram showed a steady smile and looked at the man who had been his right-hand man for many years.
To be continued...