Chapter 722: The traitor is killed

After hearing Chen Ao's words, everyone suddenly realized that the holy objects are thousands of years of ancient objects, but the words on them can only appear within three hundred years. From this point of view, we can infer that the silver ring in Li Cheng's hand must be a fake.

Chen Ao thought in his heart that this so-called sacred object is mostly real. In fact, in later generations, Chen Ao also had figured out the treasures circulated by many nations, and the result was that most of these treasures were not worthy of their name. For example, the Japanese Grass Pheasant Sword boasted that it was the magic sword that killed the Yaqi Snake during the creation mythology. If we really deduced from these rumors, then the grass Pheasant Sword was an antique from ten thousand years ago? It is still unknown whether the Japanese evolved from monkeys to adults ten thousand years ago, let alone forging swords.

In addition, there are similar legends in the West, such as the Holy Grail, the Sword in the Stone, and so on. These things are explained thoroughly, in order to give them a sacred background and to highlight the nobleness of the holy objects. They have become common problems for almost every nation themselves, and in this era when it is not yet civilized, people also believe it.

The five tribes of Hengshan are actually quite light. At least they did not boast that their sacred objects were treasures ten thousand years ago. They only blew them out for a thousand years. Most of them were just things that were passed down to their descendants in the middle and late Tang Dynasty. This silver ring was passed down from generation to generation, and gradually its history has long been forgotten. The people of Hengshan from all generations have given it many mystery, but this mystery was revealed in a population like Shen Ao. The villagers and the patriarchs of various tribes naturally would not think that the sacred objects themselves were fakes. It was just that the sacred objects in Li Cheng's hands were fakes.

The so-called true and false are like the grass pheasant sword. If the existing grass pheasant sword cannot be cut at this time, then the grass pheasant sword stored in Japan is fake. However, no one will believe that the grass pheasant sword that killed the Yaqi snake in the mythological story is fiction; it is not that I am unwilling to believe it, but that most people dare not accept the facts.

Li Cheng's face changed drastically when he heard Chen Aoyan's conscience. Just as Chen Ao moved to the oil lamp, he also saw the handwriting on it. He didn't know whether it was Yan's style, but Chen Aoyan's conscience forced him to believe it. He said aiqi: "This... this is not a fake, I... Li Cheng dares to treat the ancestors..."

"Li Cheng!" Gui Zhihuan's eyes fell on Li Cheng and said in disgust: "Do you still want to argue?"

The villagers had already concluded that Li Cheng had ghosts, so how could he think that there was something wrong with the holy objects themselves? He just thought that Li Cheng was forged sacred objects to achieve his own goals. Just now, Li Cheng used the sacred objects to act recklessly, which had long aroused everyone's dissatisfaction. First, he "killed" the regent, putting the five clans in a dire situation. Then he used the name of sacred objects to force Gui Zhihuan to marry, and later he even didn't even have the last bit of hypocrisy and wanted to be the king to establish himself. Now with this, everyone's disgusts out, and they all said: "Unworthy children, you dare to do such things that are against the ancestors of heaven and earth!"

Li Cheng held the silver ring and couldn't argue, shouting: "You... would you rather believe in an outsider? I..."

Chen Ao pressed the Confucian sword on his waist, looked at Li Cheng coldly, and said, "Come here!"

The captain behind him shouted: "Here!"

Chen Ao said: "This is a thief, take it for me!"

Dozens of lieutenants rushed up and controlled Li Cheng together. The dozen or so burly men of the five tribes who entered the hall remained indifferent and quietly left the hall.

Li Cheng was cut back and a captain kicked him hard at the back of his belly, and suddenly knelt in front of Shen Ao. He raised his head, no longer as arrogant as before, looked at Chen Ao in fear, and said aiqi: "I...I...I...I'll spare my life..."

Chen Ao looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Murdering me and establishing a title of king, this is a serious crime to kill the clan. Do you still want to live at this time?"

Li Cheng rolled his Adam's apple, his face drooped down his head as if dead, and he murmured in his mouth: "Why is it fake? How could it be fake..."

It was at this time that Gui Zhihuan said: "Your Highness Regent, Li Cheng violated the laws of our five clans. Can we hand him over to us? We will punish him for his death with the law of the clan?"

Li Cheng’s forgery of sacred objects is considered a heinous crime among the five clans, and the request made by Gui Zhihuan at this time is quite reasonable; at least this is the forbidden area of ​​the five clans, so Li Cheng should also give an explanation to the villagers.

Chen Ao had no expression on his face. He looked at Gui Zhihuan sideways and said coldly: "Captain Gui Zhi, I ask you, which is more important, national law or clan law?"

Chen Ao's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and there was a sense of indifference all over his body. This question made Gui Zhihuan take a step back. His faint eyes did not dare to look at Chen Ao's eyes, and said, "It's naturally the law of the country."

Chen Ao pressed the hilt of the long sword in his hand and said loudly: "That's it. Are there any kings under the world? Are there any kings in the shores of the earth? The country's laws are like mountains. What does the small clan's laws count? People..." Chen Ao paused, his eyes swept across the ghost wisdom ring like a knife, and a simple and clear word popped out from his teeth: "Kill!"

The concept of the five clans has always been the greatest clan law. At this time, Chen Ao put national law above clan law, wouldn’t it be...

Chen Ao's words were meaningful, and the villagers immediately felt something was wrong, but Chen Ao's uninvasive and unquestionable tone made everyone shut up cautiously.

As soon as Chen Ao finished speaking, a lieutenant pulled out the long sword without hesitation, held the long sword in both hands and raised it high on Li Cheng's neck. The long sword drew through the arc of Jinghong, snorting... The head fell to the ground, and blood splattered everywhere. A burst of passion happened to be on Shen Ao's golden armor, and Chen Ao's face was expressionless and said: "The traitor has been eliminated. Who else among these five clans dares to call Wang Zili?"

The ancestral hall suddenly became silent. At this time, the tribe members who had always been dissatisfied with the king's law were frightened by Chen Ao's thundering methods. In addition, Li Cheng was impatient, and the bloodstains made the villagers of all races unable to recover for a while.

Chen Aohu looked around and saw no one squeaking. His chin was slightly raised, with a bit of nobility and arrogance. He sat in Li Cheng’s position without hesitation. This was the head of the entire hall. From here, everyone was caught in Chen Ao’s eyes. This impolite action made people have nothing to say.

This is the position of the most noble clan leader of all generations, representing the symbol of the power of the five clans. Before, the Gui Zhihuan was sitting here, and then Li Cheng was overshadowed by the leader. But now, he is under Shen Ao. There is no expression on Chen Ao's face and said lightly: "Where is the Gui Heng clan leader?"

Gui Heng saw that Li Cheng was in a different body and head, and almost fainted. He was completely disgusted. When he heard Chen Ao calling him, he couldn't help but have a cold war. He immediately came out of the crowd and lay on the ground to kowtow to Chen Ao, saying, "The chief of the lower tribe, Gui Heng, has seen His Highness the Regent, His Highness the Regent, Thousand Years of the Regent!"

Gui Heng's voice trembled a little, his body was lying on the ground, his head tightly pressed against the ground, and his body was shaking unconsciously. The patriarch, the head of the clan leader, was bowing at Shen Ao's feet, and even Gui Zhihuan could not stand it. She looked at Chen Ao's cold face, and under her long eyebrows, a pair of arrogant eyes, and suspected that she had read it wrong. How could the guy who used to call himself a scholar who kept saying that he was afraid of the black and the ghost change? He suddenly seemed to have changed someone else?

Such arrogance has a momentum that is above thousands of people. Every word and every move of his is natural and cannot be opposed or questioned, and it makes people feel a urge to bend their knees.

Especially the pair of deep eyes, the eyes that should have been extremely clear at this time became extremely sharp, like a cone in the capsule.

Gui Zhihuan didn't know whether the change was good or bad. After a brief rejoicing, he immediately understood Chen Ao's intention. Under the cowardly appearance of this man, he actually had a strong ambition.

Chen Ao's eyes flashed, and he no longer paid attention to Gui Heng, as if he was born to be worshipped by him, and said wisely: "Where are the two patriarchs of Heishan?" His tone was a little more relaxed, and there was a bit of kindness, but there was still a bit of aggressiveness in his tone.

The old fox Wushan immediately took a step forward, but instead of kneeling three times and nine times, he just knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said, "Wushan has seen His Highness the Regent."

Heishan hesitated a little, and when he saw Wu Shan like this, he went over with great force, and also knelt down on one knee, pressed his chest and said, "Heishan has seen His Highness the Regent."

Chen Ao's eyes worthy of fun fell on Gui Zhihuan, looked at Gui Zhihuan, and smiled and said, "Ghost Zhi leader, long time no see."

Gui Zhihuan was slightly blessed with him, and her dazzling eyes collided with Chen Ao's eyes. She said softly: "Your Highness."

Chen Ao said lightly: "The Shane clan is the most powerful among the five clans. Where can the Shane clan go, it is also necessary to decide the leader of Guizhi."

Gui Zhihuan smiled at Chen Ao, thinking to himself that he was not completely cold and ruthless like this. At least from his eyes, Gui Zhihuan felt a little strange. She was blessed again. Miaoman's body was indescribable grace when she squatted down gently. She whispered: "Gi Zhihuan, the leader of the Shane clan, has seen Your Highness." She deliberately bit the three words Shane clan very seriously.

The ceremony performed by Gui Zhihuan represents the entire Shane clan.

Chen Ao just nodded lightly and didn't say much. He sat on the chair with his legs crossed and said aloud: "Why don't you all come to see me?"

The villagers looked at each other, and the clan leaders of each tribe were punished and surrendered. The ancestral temple, which outsiders were not allowed to enter, seemed to have changed a new master. After a brief hesitation, the villagers stood up and left their seats, and knelt down on one knee: "I have seen His Highness the Regent."

First there were a few people, and then more and more people left the seat. In the end, almost all the villagers knelt down on one knee. Chen Ao sat high on the chair, holding up a cup of sweet tea on the tea table. This sweet tea was originally used by Gui Zhihuan. Chen Ao took a sip and could feel the scent of a slut, and then drank the sweet tea in one go. Buxu said slowly: "The country has been established for a hundred years. The five tribes of Hengshan have always been in the same heart as the court. I am ordered to supervise the country and treat all tribes equally. Today, someone incites to rebel. Since the main evil has been eliminated, the rest of the party members will not blame him!"

After hearing this, the ghost was relieved of his heart and immediately shouted: "Your Highness is wise, and the lower tribe is grateful."

After Gui Heng finished speaking, several villagers shouted with Gui Heng, but most of them refused to be so servile and kept silent.

Chen Ao stood up, and he walked slowly in the gaps of the crowd kneeling all over the ground, saying slowly: "Now the national crisis of Daxia is approaching, the Jin people knocked on the gate and attacked, wanting to hunt with me to compete for the fertile land of Daxia..."

Chen Ao's tone was not high, just like an ordinary person's words, and continued: "What are the Jin people? They are just jackals in the desert, they are brave and brave, stir up wind and waves, and are arrogant and indulgent. Wherever they pass, they massacre the city and the land of Yanyun have already flowed into a river and corpses are everywhere. Should I, Daxia, also want to repeat the mistakes of the Khitans?"

After saying that, Chen Ao pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed it into the ground fiercely, and said in a thrilling voice: "No! I heard that the wise monarch would formulate strategies to quell the chaos when facing disasters, while the loyal ministers would seek countermeasures to establish their own status. Now that the country is in danger, as the king, I am willing to accept the order in the face of danger and fight to the death with the Jurchen jackals. The five tribes of Hengshan are willing to be loyal ministers, go to the national crisis with me, show their might and make extraordinary achievements?"

Heishan said: "Your Highness dares, why don't our descendants of Hengshan dare?"

Wu Shan said: "If Your Highness does not retreat at the fortitude, there will be no cowards in Hengshan."

The five tribes of Hengshan live nomadic, extremely fierce. When they hear the word "coward", their blood is boiling. It is not only a national crisis, but the five tribes of Hengshan are also from Xixia. How can they sit and watch others fight, but they are watching from the wall?

Chen Ao raised his head and said aloud: "The Jurchens often show off their martial arts. No one can take advantage of the 100,000 Jurchen Iron Cavalry. Now the King of *** wants them to see the power of our Hengshan Iron Cavalry in Daxia. I will pass on the imperial edict of this king, Hengshan Iron Cavalry..." He pointed to the north and continued: "Send troops immediately!"

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Chapter completed!