As he walked around, the king of the Gemelin Kingdom felt that he was really going to die. He was always in the carriage, either in a car, a carriage, or a train.
Although the last part of the journey was spent on a train, and this smooth way of traveling left a deep impression on him, after all, it was still not as comfortable as lying in the palace, hugging each other.
It wasn't until he saw the train that King Gemelin realized how completely he had lost - his logistics and transportation supplies were almost a century behind his opponent's.
The materials produced by Datang Group can be transported directly to Bingjing City via railway, and then can be transported by car on smooth roads close to the original border between the two countries.
It was not until he entered the Kingdom of Gemelin that transportation became difficult, which was completely different from his previous judgment.
For a long time before, the basic judgments of the Gemelin Kingdom and the Cyric Consortium were based on their own country as a reference.
What they concluded was that the other party would spend a considerable amount of time and energy transporting supplies from the rear to near the border.
In particular, Datang Group's core production base, Bunas on the west coast, is too far from the war zone.
But now he knows that the other party's logistics supply base is almost on the border between the two countries, which is closer to the supply base than his army.
After all, with basically no effort, Datang Group can transport its supplies by train day and night to near the border of the Gemelin and Leyte Kingdoms.
It was precisely because of these supplies that General Redman, who was now regarded as a living god of war, captured the royal city of the Gemelin Kingdom in just 17 days.
Because of this battle, the Gemelin Kingdom was destined to remain in history, but it was just used as a backdrop and a negative example.
And when the King of Gemelin saw Bunas, he finally knew that his opponent was a monster beyond his time.
There are more electric lights here than stars, and there is light everywhere at night. This place is even better than his royal city, and everyone living here is like a noble.
"Gmelin Lirich! This judge will now pronounce the sentence! You are guilty of provoking a war, massacring civilians, murdering four interns at the Datang Group's Military Academy, etc... Do you plead not guilty?"
"Hehehehe..." King Gemelin, who was a little unfamiliar with his name, grinned. He looked beyond the noose in front of him and stared at Leo sitting on the trial platform, snorting disdainfully: "
Is an exiled sinner worthy of judging me?"
He now knew his situation. Although he was timid in his heart, he still showed no timidity in his words: "You dare to judge a king? You are not even a noble! I have not committed any crime! Any crime! Soon you will be charged for
Pay the price for your ignorance! You will become the public enemy of the royal family around the world!"
"The prisoner did not defend himself. Defense lawyer, do you have anything to add?" Leo looked at the lawyer standing next to King Gemelin and asked coldly.
He hates being called a sinner. It is a dark history that he does not want to touch. Although he can be said to be extremely powerful now, he is already more like a noble than a serious noble.
"No more! Your Majesty!" the lawyer who was invited to fill up the case replied seriously. This is the rule of the new court in Bonas.
"Then let the jury deliberate on the outcome."
"Guilty!" The first man who looked like a wealthy businessman sitting in the jury box announced his judgment impatiently.
"Guilty!" A woman behind him in a floral dress said loudly with a look of disgust on her face.
"Hang him!" The old man next to the woman was already angry. He felt that anyone who dared to harm any interests of Bunas should be hanged immediately!
"Guilty!" "Hang him!" "Hang him!" "Kill him!"
The entire court echoed with the angry voices of people, because everyone knew that the king in front of them had killed several young people in Bunas.
They didn't care whether the other party was a king or not. Anyway, in the end, Tang Mo was responsible for the problem and it had nothing to do with them.
They just want to see with their own eyes the bastard who harmed the interests of Bunas and killed the Bunas people and be punished. They are just curious about what a king looks like when he is hung on the gallows.
"Mr. Gmelin Lelic, I now declare that you are guilty of the 14 charges!" Nodding slightly to the jury seat, Leo obviously accepted the jury's opinion. Then he stood up and looked at it with a sneer.
To the somewhat panicked King Gemelin: "The death sentence is imposed! Immediate execution! Because the criminal was the leader of a country before, the shooting was changed to hanging..."
"Get ready for execution!" He looked down at the already a little panicked King of Gemelin, or the former king, and said with admiration: "This gallows in Bunas is not yet famous, you will be the first one to see it.
The big man hanging on the gallows! Congratulations!"
Immediately, the executioners who had been standing on both sides of King Gemelin helped him up and led him to the rope.
The drop-shaped trap swayed slightly, and the rope twisted into a twist shape was greasy and looked disgusting.
After finally realizing that the other party seemed to really want to kill him, Gmelin Lelic was finally afraid, and all his illusions along the way were shattered at this moment.
The other party did not want to scare him, nor did they torture him about how much private property he had hidden, nor did he try to win over him and ask him to help appease the Gemelin Kingdom so that order could be restored as soon as possible and the occupied areas could be better governed.
The other party seemed to have no long-term plans, but simply and very persistently wanted to hang him, the king.
He shouldn't die here, he shouldn't be hanged in such a completely unreasonable court.
So, he began to struggle, struggling desperately.
"I didn't give the order to massacre! I didn't let them kill civilians! Those were all the personal actions of soldiers! I...I shouldn't be responsible for this! I am a king!" He shook his head hard and put his legs on the ground.
He kept kicking.
However, because he was so close, he was quickly pushed in front of the noose, and his head was thrown back desperately, as if this was the only way to get further away from death.
Finally, the noose was put around his head. Although he struggled hard, his hands were tied together, and the cold hemp rope was still wrapped around his neck.
At this time, Gmelin Lelic felt only an uncontrollable fear, which even made him scream out of fear.
He wanted to struggle, but he could only twist his body a few times in vain. In order to let everyone see his ugly, struggling face before death, even his head was not covered, and his mouth was not blocked.
live.
"I didn't order the killing! It was Cyric! It was Cyric's people who lied to me!" He continued to shout while struggling.
However, the jury and those who came here to witness his hanging had no intention of changing their minds. They just watched coldly and said nothing.
"I was deceived! They deceived me! I didn't order the attack! I didn't start the war! It was Cyric's people! It was Cyric's bastards!" Desperately, he began to shout.
But no matter how he shouted, no one paid him any attention.
The executioners on both sides still controlled him like iron pincers, making him unable to move.
So he could only continue to howl: "Put me down! I can cooperate with you! I will do whatever you ask me to do!"
"I can help you manage Gmelin. I'm very familiar with it! I can help! I'm still useful!" He tried hard to prove his worth.
When he found that no one was interested, he had to start making up the story that he had hidden the gold coins: "Me! I still have hidden private property! I have money! Don't you want the money? I have money! I can take it with you.
You go find it!"
"Redemption! I demand redemption of myself! One hundred thousand gold coins! Two hundred thousand! As long as you let me go..." He felt that as long as the other party let him go today, he would definitely have a chance to survive.
"No, you can't do this!" When he shouted this, he suddenly realized that shouting like this seemed to be of no use, so he immediately changed his words: "Spare my life! Sir! Spare my life! I was wrong!"
I was wrong!"
In desperation, he even shed tears. At this moment, he was very sure that if time could be turned back, he would never have the naive idea of annexing the Leyte Kingdom and occupying Bunas.
It was a dare to lend him another loan, and he didn't dare to move again. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world. Now, it's too late to say anything.
