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Chapter 929 Chaori King begging for mercy, in vain as an emperor!

Chaori King is rushing forward.

He wants to break out.

Although leaving Huashi City, without such a strong city, it would be difficult to resist Lu Xuan. However, we should evacuate to the south of Tianzhu first, and then consider the subsequent battle with Lu Xuan.

As long as people are alive, there is always a chance.

Under the cover of his own soldiers, Chaori King struggled to break through. But in the blink of an eye, he encountered Mi Lu who was coming to kill him.

Mi Lu's eyes were fierce, and the mace was swung up and hit with a cracking sound in the air. The spiked mace hit the Tianzhu soldier with a bang, the armor shattered, and the Tianzhu soldier fell off his horse and died.

"Get out of here, get out of here."

Mi Lu roared loudly, eyes excited.

He was extremely eager.

At this moment, Mi Lu felt that his blood was boiling all over his body and his eyes were excited. He was already close to the Super Sun King. Once he captured the Super Sun King, it would be a huge achievement.

Mi Lu leaned over excitedly, her eyes shining, and the look in her eyes when she looked at King Chaori was even more passionate than when she looked at a naked woman.

The mace was swung up and dropped again, sweeping across quickly, killing and injuring every one of King Chaori's soldiers.

"Block it, block it for me."

King Chaori gave the order loudly.

The guards kept rushing forward to block, but were swept to the ground by the mace.

Blinking his eyes, Mi Lu approached Chaori King, and the mace swept across him again. Chaori King had no way to avoid it, so he could only bend down and hold the horse's neck with both hands to avoid it. When the mace passed over his head,

King Chaori's heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

He lowered his head and just wanted to rush over.

Unfortunately, as soon as he took two steps forward while holding the horse's neck, Mi Lu's failed mace turned and hit King Chaori's horse's ass.

Xilulu!!

The war horse neighed, galloped wildly, and tossed its body wantonly.

King Chaori held the horse's neck tightly and clamped the horse's belly with all his strength. However, King Chaori these years was no longer the man who could control a strong horse and shoot a big bird with his bow when he was young.

He was used to being pampered, and he was so fat that under the fierce running and struggling of the horse, King Chaori could not hold it firmly. As soon as the hand holding the horse's neck loosened, his body was thrown away.

boom!!

King Chaori fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, and all the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart.

There was a buzzing in my head and it was very uncomfortable.

King Chaori endured the pain, and just as he opened his eyes and was about to stand up, he saw the spiked mace falling down.

At this moment, King Chaori was so frightened that he lost his soul.

"Don't kill me, I surrender!"

King Chaori started shouting hysterically.

Mi Lu didn't understand what he heard. He just looked at King Chao Ri's panic and uneasiness, and looked at King Chao Ri begging for mercy. Thinking that capturing him alive would be a greater achievement, the mace deflected slightly, but still landed on King Chao Ri's hand.

On the right arm.

ah!!!

Hysterical screams came from King Chaori's mouth.

King Chaori's expression was ferocious, and his body was trembling. His right arm was hit by a mace, and blood continued to flow out, and he himself was swept to the ground, trembling in pain.

Mi Lu has no mercy at all. For him, he doesn't care about Chaori King, he only knows that this man is his military exploit.

"Take it!"

Milu ordered loudly.

The Qiang soldiers quickly stepped forward and controlled the bloody King Chaori.

Mi Lu led the men to charge further, killing the Tianzhu soldiers wherever the Qiang soldiers passed. At the same time, the Qiang soldiers under Mi Lu continued to capture the fleeing Brahmins and Kshatriya nobles, and swept away a large number of Tianzhu soldiers.

Although there were some fleeing Brahmins and Kshatriya nobles, soldiers composed of Adat and other Indian untouchables who had been defeated earlier rushed forward.

These people had previously fled to the surrounding areas.

Now, the morale of the Brahmins and Kshatriya nobles has been suppressed, King Chaori has been captured, the Indian officers and soldiers fled, and the army of Indian people began to surround and kill them in large numbers.

Compared with the Qiang soldiers in Milu, these Tianzhu people fought more fiercely.

The offensive is more powerful.

The methods are also more ruthless.

This is the current offensive situation with a tailwind.

Lu Xuan originally arranged for the soldiers from the trap camp to be at the rear, preparing to encircle and suppress the evacuating Tianzhu soldiers. However, with the fierce supply of Qiang soldiers, the defense line of the army under King Chaori was defeated, and the trap camp was of no use.

This battle has begun to end.

When Lu Xuan led his men to kill them, the war was almost over. He only saw soldiers constantly arresting the fleeing Tianzhu officers and soldiers, as well as Brahmins and Kshatriya nobles.

Not long after, Milu came back with someone.

After the follow-up pursuit, Milu was handed over to others.

Mi Lu escorted the injured Chaori King over, looking excited, clasping his fists and saying: "Your Majesty, the general has captured Chaori King. This bitch is dishonest and wants to resist."

King Chaori stood aside, trembling.

The eyes that looked at Mi Lu were full of fear.

He shouted and surrendered, and was beaten so hard that his right arm and shoulder were bloody.

My right arm is numb.

The whole person is even more weak.

King Chaori looked at Lu Xuan. Because he didn't understand Mi Lu's words, he didn't think about anything else and said directly: "Lu Xuan, I surrender, don't kill me, I am willing to cooperate, arrange for someone to rescue me quickly, if you don't treat me, I will

He will bleed to death."

Lu Xuan examined King Chaori in front of him.

To be honest, the feeling King Chao Ni gave him was not as good as Tokugawa Ieyasu of Japan, or it was far worse.

King Chaori created such a huge foundation in Tianzhu, which was actually due to the foundation of Tianzhu itself.

On the one hand, Tianzhu's own resources are very good, with a vast territory, sufficient strategic depth, and abundant resources. It is not like the Japanese country, which is just like the hair and blood.

On the other hand, Tianzhu itself has a heritage and ancient civilization. King Chaori was born into a royal family, so he could quickly rectify his power.

If King Chaori is from a Dalit background, it will be of no use at all.

Without background, nothing can be accomplished.

Therefore, the final advantage of King Chaori is Tianzhu's caste system.

King Chaori is proficient in Buddhism, but Buddhism cannot govern a place and will not make the place more prosperous. It seems that King Chaori is a wise man, but in fact he is just a person who exploits Tianzhu.

Just like now, Lu Xuan has shaken the foundation of Tianzhu by overthrowing the caste system.

Without Tianzhu’s bottom layer, Tianzhu cannot gain a foothold.

King Chaori was also defeated.

Lu Xuan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "King Chaori, I gave you the opportunity to go to the Ming Dynasty to guard the door for me. But you were not happy. Now it's too late!"

The translated words reached the ears of King Chaori.

Chaori King's body trembled.

The whole person was even more frightened and uneasy.

There was longing in King Chaori's eyes, and he said eagerly: "Lu Xuan, if you stay with me, I can help you recruit all the Brahmins and Kshatriya nobles. If you kill them all and kill us all, it will never work."

"What you do will definitely be resisted by everyone and counterattacked by countless people."

"Even if you can defeat everyone, you will still be resisted. It will be very detrimental to your unification of Tianzhu."

"To you, you actually don't care much about Tianzhu's caste system. What you care about is whether you can rule Tianzhu. As long as I cooperate, you can easily rule Tianzhu."

King Chaori said: "I am willing to serve you. With me, it will be easy for you to govern Tianzhu."

Lu Xuan sneered and said: "King Chaori, you are too self-righteous. In fact, without you, or if you are dead, I can rule Tianzhu better and govern Tianzhu better."

"I will definitely destroy the Brahmins and Kshatriyas. Only by destroying these people can India truly belong to the Ming Dynasty."

"Only then will Tianzhu's culture be completely destroyed."

"The people at the bottom of Tianzhu are illiterate and don't know everything about Tianzhu. If we kill you all, Tianzhu will be a blank sheet of paper. Everything will be brand new and can be redrawn."

"I will let the people witness your life and death."

Lu Xuan's eyes showed murderous intent, and he said: "When you are destroyed, the awe of the gods in the hearts of the Tianzhu people will disappear. Only when they lose the awe of the noble monks can they live a stable life. Only then will the Tianzhu people have no respect for the so-called Tianzhu gods.

A sense of belonging.”

King Chaori's eyes widened when he heard this.

My mind felt like it was exploding.

He was desperate and unwilling, and said loudly: "Lu Xuan, if you kill all the Brahmins and Kshatriyas, you will slaughter countless people. If you do this, are you not afraid of divine punishment and punishment by the gods?"

Lu Xuan shrugged and said: "It's not me who kills people, it's people like the Vaishyas, Shudras and Dalits who do the work. They will be very willing to kill all the Brahmins and Kshatriyas."

"The gods will not punish them for what they did."

"Besides, I have already told you your ending. What are you going to do? If you want to die now, I can help you."

Lu Xuan said: "If you don't die, you can only wait to be executed."

"me……"

King Chaori was trembling in his heart and his eyes were wandering.

He didn't know what to do for a while, and he was even more terrified.

Lu Xuan said: "You ask for death, I allow you the opportunity to commit suicide and give you a sword."

He waved, and the soldier threw a sword over him.

King Chaori looked at the sharp sword on the ground and held it tremblingly. However, the sword, which was not heavy, seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

He wanted to commit suicide, but his left hand holding the sword seemed to be disobedient.

Several times in succession, King Chaori threw away his sword, knelt on the ground, and said again: "Your Majesty, I am willing to surrender. Please give me a way to survive."

Lu Xuan looked at King Chaori like this and had no intention of talking to King Chaori.

Chaori Wang's performance disappointed him.

If King Chaori dares to fight and has the pride of being the King of Tianzhu, then that's it.

However, Super Sun King did not.

Lu Xuan waved his hand, and King Chaori was taken down by the soldiers. Lu Xuan handed over the fighting on the battlefield to Mi Lu and others, and asked Huang Zhong and others who followed them to finish the work, before taking them back to Huashi City.

Firefighting was already underway in the city, and the fires burning everywhere were quickly extinguished.

The turmoil in the city is quickly adjusting.

One day passed, and peace returned to Fahrenheit City. The Brahmins and Kshatriya nobles who had not escaped were captured. Huang Zhong, Guan Yu, Ma Chao, Zhao Yun and others had returned to their ranks and formed an array in the city.

At around o'clock in the morning, when Lu Xuan was resting in the palace in the city, Guan Yu, Huang Zhong, Ma Chao, Zhao Yun and others came to see him.

All the people looked excited.

This battle was again a complete victory.


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