BXBX NOVEL Chapter 246 Management
The flame thrower minions spread to cover the full frontal area of the wall, their fiery breath engulfing everything in its path. The intense heat and light provided by the flames illuminated the battlefield, allowing my minions to easily locate and eliminate the enemy soldiers. I followed closely behind the third battle group as they entered the city, my own minions at my side. No soldier was left alive near the gate, as my army groups marched forward, decimating everything in their path.
As I walked through the streets, I saw small buildings that had been completely decimated. The screams of the soldiers trapped inside echoed through the streets as the sword-wielding minions mercilessly finished them off. I couldn\'t help but wonder how these buildings had come to be in such a state of ruin.
It was then that I saw a stage 2 brute force minion, towering above the rest, as it charged through another small building. The wooden walls of the structure couldn\'t withstand the force of the giant creature, and crumbled beneath its weight.
As the other two remaining groups entered the castle and engaged in battle, the scene before me was one of utter chaos and destruction. Blood was splattered everywhere, and my minions were relentless in their pursuit of victory. The enemy soldiers were no match for my well-trained minions, and were quickly and efficiently slaughtered. A few were captured, but the majority were left lying dead on the ground. The reserved army, caught off guard by the sudden attack, didn\'t even have a chance to put on their armor before they too were defeated.
Chloe stood by my side, her expression stoic as she watched me command my minions and eliminate the enemy soldiers. The minions knew their roles well, and executed their orders with precision and efficiency. All the soldiers and royal guards were killed, and the king was captured and brought before me.
He knelt before me, his head held high despite his defeat. I sat upon my horse, surveying the scene with a sense of victorious pride. The minions brought two beautiful women, both of whom were the king\'s queens, to stand beside him. As I looked upon them, I couldn\'t help but feel a twinge of jealousy, and a pang of remorse for their impending fate.
I dismounted from my horse and approached the king, my sword in hand. Placing the tip of the blade under his chin, I spoke with authority and conviction. "You attacked my outpost and killed my soldiers. Did you think I would leave you alive?"
The king\'s response was bold and unyielding. "You attacked like a coward. Take that sword and come to the battlefield with me, and I will show you who truly wins." Despite his defeat, his pride and determination were evident in his words. The intelligence variant had been correct in its assessment of him; he was a proud and fierce leader.
As the king was taken away, I surveyed the battlefield once more, taking note of the destruction and loss of life. Although we had emerged victorious, the cost had been high. But as the leader of my minions, it was my duty to do whatever it takes to protect and defend my people, and I would do so without hesitation.
The king\'s eyes were wide with terror as he saw the blood-soaked sword in the old man\'s hand, and he knew his fate was sealed. He looked around at the crowd, his people, who had once loved and revered him, now chanting for his death. He could see the hatred in their eyes, the anger and pain that he had caused them throughout the years. He realized that he had lost the trust and loyalty of his people, and that there was no way back from this.
"Please," he begged, tears streaming down his face, "I beg of you, have mercy."
But the old man was not moved by his pleas. He had seen the suffering of the people for too long, and he knew that the king was the root of all their misery. He had watched as the king had taken everything from the poor, and gave it to the rich, he had seen the children forced into his army, never to return home. He had seen the king\'s cruelty and disregard for his own people, and he knew that he could not allow this to continue. He raised the sword high above his head, the weight of it heavy in his hand, and brought it crashing down upon the king\'s neck.
The crowd erupted into cheers as the king\'s head rolled onto the ground, and the old man stood victorious, the sword still clutched in his hand. The king\'s body lay lifeless on the ground, and the old man looked down upon it with a sense of justice and satisfaction. The king who had caused so much pain and suffering was now gone, and the people were finally free.
"This is the end of the old order," I declared, my voice ringing out over the crowd. "This is the beginning of a new era, where the people will be free from the tyranny of the rich and powerful. We will build a new society, one where all are equal and all are free. We will make this land a place where the weak and the poor will no longer be oppressed, but will rise up and take their rightful place as the rulers of this land."
I ordered the two minion who were holding his wives to kill them. He turned and saw his two lovely wives slaughtered in front of his eyes. I allowed him to mourn his wife, and then called an old man from the crowd to come forward. I handed him over my sword and told him to get rid of the monarch who had kept them slaves.
"Pick up your sword old man and kill the weight that has been dragging you down. Kill this old piece of garbage and free yourself."
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