savior epic

Chapter 116 Calling for Liberation
The wonderful ending of Zamal led to warm applause on the field. The "peace advocates" faction and the moved centrists applauded one after another, and Chabir and his cronies stood up directly and applauded as much as they could.

Under the applause, Zamal gracefully made a farewell gesture to the village sages.

As Zamal left the stage, I don't know how many people's eyes fell on Kassel, waiting for him to give the last round of speech.

Jamal sat down beside Chabir.

"Good job, Jamal," said Chabir.

"I believe this is a speech that is worthy of being recorded in history." Zamal looked at Kassel, "And it is set off by the deputy commander."

Under the eyes of everyone, Kassel stepped off his seat and slowly stepped onto the stage.

When Kassel came to the stage.

"I must have a citizen speak for me," he said quietly to the crowd.

When these words clearly fell on the field, everyone was in an uproar.

"Speak for him?"

"The deputy army commander doesn't give a speech in person? What's going on?"

"It's not without precedent to change the speaker on the way, but..."

The representatives of the township sages present showed varying degrees of panic. It is unbelievable that the speaker was changed on the way on such an important topic.

It's just that the "Peace Advocate" faction slowed down the fastest, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at each other.

And the most flustered are none other than the sages of the opposition.

They discussed in a hurry like a nest, and the incident happened suddenly. They had no idea that Cassel was going to change the speaker.

No matter how discussed, the uneasiness and uneasiness of the opposition cannot be erased. Some people can't help but suspect that Kassel plans to flee in order to flatter the "peace advocates" and the centrists who tend to surrender.

In any case, Cassel stepped down slowly under the eyes of everyone.

And as Kassel returned to his seat, the person next to the deputy commander stood up slowly. It was a man with a hood and plain clothes.

Everyone's eyes began to revolve around this man, carefully guessing who it was and who the expert debater was.

The man walked unhurriedly, with ease.

It took him nearly a minute to walk to the three-meter-high white stone platform.

Step by step, the man slowly stepped onto the stage.

For some reason, the "peace advocates" faction felt a little uneasy in their hearts when they saw the man's pace in such an orderly manner.

Jamal stared at him even harder.

When he stood firmly on the white stone platform and pressed his hands on the podium.

"I haven't been here for a long time." These were the first words he said.

Afterwards, the man slowly took off the hood.

"All the representatives of the sages, I am your consul."

The simple words fell.

After a moment of silence.

The audience suddenly fell into a violent boiling.

Archon.
The Archon is back? !
Many people present had seen the face of the consul, and when they compared it carefully with their memory, they were surprised to find that it was really their consul, and they would not admit it wrong.

"Consul!"

"Really the Consul!"

Hearing a definite answer, everyone's heart was hit again with a heavy hammer!
On the benches surrounding the stone platform, people have different expressions.

Those who tend to surrender and have a guilty conscience, some of them even slumped on the bench.

The "peace advocates" faction couldn't believe their eyes. After looking back and forth for a long time, they couldn't believe it.

Jamal's palms were clenched with sweat, his expression flustered.

And Chabir beside him was even paler.

The most enthusiastic response was undoubtedly the opposition. Many people shed tears, hugged each other, and cheered for the return of the consul.

The man looked around at everyone in the city-state assembly.

After calming down a bit, he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

Despite the abruptness and bewilderment, the city-state assembly soon became quiet again, and everyone looked at this man.

It is too unbelievable that the consul who had been missing for more than 90 days suddenly returned.

Under the eyes of everyone, the man spoke.

"Under the Lord's witness, I have an unshirkable mission to give this speech."

After the first sentence fell, everyone present held their breath in unison.

"In this regard, I am very grateful to Zamal's speech, he gave me a lot of inspiration."

After hearing this, Zamal's expression became tense, not daring to miss any words from the man.

The man fell into a long silence.

Speeches are always full of witty words, one string after another, racing against time.

Silence in a speech is often seen as hesitation or stage fright, and people rarely tolerate silence in a speech.Strangely enough, at this moment, no one feels impatient.

After half a sound.

"It's a tough time," the man said again.

On the seat, Zamal's expression changed a little. He had some doubts, but he was not sure.
"I have to admit," the man said, looking at the Compromisers, "we've come to the brink of failure."

"We have to face the fact that the vanguard army, one-third of the new force of the entire city-state, was wiped out in Chuimu Town due to shameful betrayal and my improper command. We lost two castles and dozens of villages."

Jamal's body leaned forward slightly, and a trace of unrealistic fantasy appeared in his mind, as did Chabir beside him.

They heard a hint of despair in the man's tone.

Perhaps the consul has lost his will to fight. Zamal thought so.

On the white stone platform, the man held down the stone platform and continued: "The enemy is so menacing and powerful. I used to be determined to fight, but now I have to face the dilemma that the war is unsustainable."

"I also have to admit that what Zamal said is very reasonable. This is just a dispute. Compromise is indeed a neutral word. We can reconcile and accept the king's generous terms, so as to achieve peace, eternal peace. Yes, We haven't declared war yet, everything is too late."

Because of the quietness of the meeting, everyone could clearly hear the man's voice.

The "peace advocates" faction showed disbelief. Some of them never thought that the victory would come so suddenly.

Hearing this, the opposition couldn't help showing disappointment, and looked at the man in disbelief.They thought that the consul would be the most determined person, but they suddenly poured cold water on them.

"All the representatives of the village sages, I have to tell you that we are not without the possibility of compromise."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help being uproarious one after another.

Their consuls advocate accepting peace? !
On the white stone platform, the man took a deep breath and looked around.

"In one case, in this one condition, we will choose to compromise."

Chabir couldn't help sitting up straight, which situation, what condition?He was not afraid of the consul putting forward more conditions. In fact, smart people knew that the capital had already left room for concessions.

The only thing he was afraid of was that the consul would not accept the surrender and forcibly dissolve the assembly, but right now, there seemed to be no need to worry about this.

"All the representatives of the village, I have to tell you that we accept the terms of compromise, so in the future, I will continue to use the word 'if'."

The man glanced at everyone calmly, and after a while, he spoke slowly:
"If, if no one had their hands and feet cut off for breaking the stones of the statue; if no one stood in the market place waiting to be sold; Googly eyes, thrown to fend for itself in a slave den; if no one is treated like property, brutes, instead of a living person!

If none of this happened.

Then we will choose to compromise, we will choose to surrender.

Can you guys tell me, have there been people who have experienced these sufferings, have they experienced these hateful oppressions? ! "

Everyone on the field suddenly fell from an uproar to silence.

The consul who came back after more than 90 days of suffering, with invisible pliers, tortured their conscience and justice.

"If it weren't for these things, then I wouldn't have to revolt.

But each of you has seen these oppressions actually happen.They happen now and will continue to happen in the future.

I tell you, I once saw a child who had his hands and feet cut off before he was a teenager, went mad, and disappeared, just for stealing some bread, which the nobles used at banquets .

I have seen a pair of mother and daughter: the father of the girl had his hands cut off because of the statue of the hero, and he died later, and the mother and daughter, who starved to death when they were alive, starved to death again in this hell . "

As the man spoke, he shook out the saddest memories of the past word by word.

"The priests of the Temple of Misery said that the Shanbu people were doomed to suffer. The noble king once said that as long as the tower is built, we can return to the world. They have said this countless times, and countless people have believed it , willing to be enslaved for this."

Those who "advocate peace" and the centrists who tend to compromise were forced to retreat steadily, almost suffocating.

Many people began to re-examine their positions and reconsider Zamal's speech just now.

The man turned his head, looked behind him, patted the stone platform, and said calmly, "Let them in."

I don't know where I received the instructions, and I don't know where I passed them on.

The representatives of the sages in the seats suddenly heard the earth shaking and trembling.

Immediately afterwards, the townspeople saw nearly a hundred people crowding, pushing, and breaking into the meeting place. These people were either dressed in armor, or plainly dressed, or young and strong, or old and weak. They rushed in, Clustered under the white stone platform, surrounded by their consuls.

The man who walked into the crowd to lecture on scriptures stood again among the crowd surrounding him.

The hundred or so people were very noisy at first, but after the man raised his hand to signal for silence, they quickly fell silent and looked at him together.

"I want to tell you that from the day Alanbiin was built, we have been prepared to be enemies of everything."

"We are enemies of the chains, we are enemies of the king, we are enemies of the old laws, we are enemies of the old things!"

Those who surrounded the consul, one by one, puffed out their chests.

"Zamal said it was a dispute because war was never declared between us, and yes, he was right. So."

The man paused, facing everyone,

"We declare war! We declare war on the old world!"

The words fell like a hammer.

Everyone's heart was shocked.

In the seat of the castle assembly, they were either excited, horrified, panicked, or determined. Their expressions were different, but all of them were trembling.

On the edge of the stone platform, those who surrounded the consul clearly heard the consul's loud words, they clenched their fists, waiting patiently and full of anger.

"All citizens,

We may be doomed to fail again, to be chained again, to be enslaved again, to be cut off limbs for breaking a stone again.It could be tomorrow, it could be Monday, it could be Wednesday, it could be Friday, it could be today.

Our faith is being tested, our hope is dying. "

As the man spoke, he stared at those "peace advocates" faction with sharp eyes, his gaze seemed to penetrate the soul.

"We have reached the edge of the cliff, facing the shadow of failure, countless losses, and the city-state is at stake. So some people, they lost hope, abandoned their beliefs, and chose to compromise and surrender.

Now, then, let them hear the call of all! "

Beside the white stone platform, the gathered people stared closely at any representatives who were about to surrender.

These nearly a hundred people clenched their fists and stood upright, as if what they were about to do next would take all their strength.

"Declaration of war, we declare war!" They were furious and said in unison: "We will do our best to declare war!"

The man looked at the nearly a hundred people who had surrounded him and asked, "When will it end?"

"Until the entire nation is liberated!"

Their voices are enough to shake the world.

The representatives of the sages on the seats were all moved by the overwhelming voices. Most of them couldn't hold back their excitement. First, the opposition stood up collectively and joined the call, and then almost all the centrists were completely shaken. , and nearly half of the "peace advocates".

"Declaration of war, we declare war! We declare war with all our might!"

"Until when?!"

"Until the entire nation is liberated!"

There are a total of 340 people present, at this moment,
everyone can hear,
The people are united and call for liberation!

Those "peace advocates" who did not stand up were terrified and trembling.

Jamal and Chabir looked completely pale.

After a long time, the shouts at the city-state assembly gradually subsided.

The man stood on the white stone platform and asked coldly: "Tell me, the representatives who want to surrender, have you heard the voice of the people?"

None of those who were still sitting on the bench dared to answer aloud.

The man didn't talk to them anymore, he didn't just face the representatives of the village, but everyone, and continued his speech.

"I want to tell you that in this hell, there have been tens of thousands of unfair trials.

Those noble priests, with laws in their favour, drove us to build that great tower, drove us to build statues of slave heroes.

If we compromise, how will one of us be judged when one of us stands in their court?
Will the old laws defend us?Will the noble priests avenge us?

If they stand in court, even our lawyers will defend them.They want to put us in chains, to enslave us, to make us submit. "

People listened, and no one was unclear about what the man said.

Because they have experienced or heard of it more or less.

"Tell me, are you going to give in now?" the man asked gently.

"Never!" the people said in unison.

"Are you going to be enslaved now?"

"Never!" People still gave a negative answer.

"Are you now going to put the shackles back on yourselves and your children?"

"No, never!"

"Okay, okay." The man straightened up, his determination had never been so firm.

And the man looked at the attendant who hesitated to speak, knowing that his speech time was coming to an end.

Now, almost everyone's eyes were on the man, waiting for the consul to make his final speech.

The man looked around at everyone present.

The pale-faced "peace advocates", the centrists who stood up passively, and the opposition who were firm from beginning to end.

"Why did we declare war?" The man's tone was calm.

Those who stood up hugged each other tighter, leaned forward, and leaned against the white stone platform in the middle.

"Because here is a group of people calling for liberation,

Here is a group of people who don't want to give in,

Here are a people who will not put the shackles back on themselves or their children's grandchildren,"

The man's voice gradually became higher, and even the tips of his hair were trembling.

"We declare war,
We declare war on the oppressive old laws,

We declare war on statues and kings,

We declare war on all that is old!
Until the old world is overthrown,

Until the entire nation is liberated! "

The man's voice became higher and higher, and his emotions became more and more intense, until they reached the peak.

The people who are united as one, they held their breath and waited for the man's last words, a thunderous thunder.

"Because it's not a moment, it's not a certain person, it's not certain people,
Rather, every moment, the whole nation is calling for liberation!Calling to cut off the shackles, calling to overthrow the old world! "

(End of this chapter)