Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

"My king, my promise is worth a thousand gold!"

Looking at the tens of thousands of elite Zhenbei Army soldiers kneeling on the ground, Xiao Mu slowly uttered these words after a long time.

However, when these words were spoken, the kneeling Zhenbei Army did not stand up.

They still kept their heads down and remained silent for a long time.

But everyone's eyes were bloodshot, their bodies were trembling, and murderous intent was emanating from them without any concealment. This was enough to explain the attitude of many Zhenbei soldiers at this moment.

They absolutely cannot allow so many traitors to appear.

"Your Majesty!"

“If we let them live, everyone will feel that they can become a traitor and a traitor in the Zhenbei Army in the future.”

"But you have to know that these people are with us every day. If you hadn't noticed this time, they would have stabbed us on the battlefield and our lives would have been gone!"

"We are not afraid of dying in battle, but we cannot accept such an abject death."

"That's right, we can't accept that!"

Countless Zhenbei troops raised their heads again and roared loudly. It was obvious that they were unwilling to let thousands of spies go just now, and they could not accept such a result.

This scene deeply shocked everyone present.

Zhou Ping, who had not understood before, slowly lowered his head at this moment.

He finally understood why Xiao Mu and Zhou Zheng were disappointed with the Zhenbei Army that stayed behind.

Because these Zhenbei troops are not the Zhenbei troops they care about and want, nor are they the Zhenbei troops they hope to see.

These Zhenbei troops may be loyal, may know right from wrong, and may have a clear distinction between love and hate, but their current behavior all shows one thing, that is, the King of Zhenbei is about to lose control of these Zhenbei troops.

If an absolutely elite force loses the possibility of being controlled, how terrible and terrifying will this elite force become?

Who will they listen to?!

Or will they handle things according to their own ideas and moral values? !

However, in this world, where is there anything called 100% correct, where is there absolute morality and ethics! ?

The so-called moral ethics and the so-called concepts of right and wrong are only temporary.

As commanders, they have a lot to consider and must not act on impulse.

To take a step back, if a commander loses control over the people under him, then his command is a complete failure.

At the moment, King Zhenbei clearly explained all this.

He had begun to gradually lose control of the Zhenbei Army, and his soldiers and generals even began to force him.

You know, in the past few decades, the Zhenbei Army has never been like this.

Even if the King of Zhenbei gave an order that those Zhenbei soldiers were doomed to die, they would not frown.

This is what really disappointed Xiao Mu.

This was the Zhenbei Army that he had personally established, but in the end, it had become a sword hanging over his head.

"Boss, what do we do now?!"

Zhou Ping was also panicked at this moment. He swallowed his saliva, his eyes were a little uncertain, and finally he could only look at Zhou Zheng.

If a mutiny breaks out at this time, the consequences will be fatal.

Not only might there be problems with King Zhenbei, but even the safety of Zhou Zheng and others cannot be guaranteed.

As for suppressing the mutiny of tens of thousands of soldiers, it is simply impossible.

Not to mention that the pistol has not arrived yet, even if the musket is now in Zhou Zheng's hands, it will be useless facing tens of thousands of elite soldiers at such a short distance.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping felt even more uneasy.

The others also had their hearts in their throats and looked anxious.

"No problem."

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath and waved his hand. He turned his gaze back to Xiao Mu. He knew his grandfather's temper very well. If he hadn't come up with a perfect method, he wouldn't be in this situation now.

So, Zhou Zheng is not worried.

What is trust? This is called trust.

If at this moment, he did not trust Xiao Mu, if at this moment he stood out and stood beside those Zhenbei Army, then Xiao Mu might be truly desperate.

Sure enough, Xiao Mu also turned his head at this time.

He looked at Zhou Zheng with an apologetic look on his face. Although he said nothing, this action was enough to explain a lot.

Zhou Zheng didn't make any movement, but just nodded slightly at Xiao Mu.

His attitude was very clear. He said that today's matters would be completely left to Xiao Mu to handle.

a man of his words.

Now, Zhou Zheng still holds this attitude.

No matter what decision Xiao Mu makes today, Zhou Zheng will not have any doubts, or even any blame.

Such a scene deeply moved Xiao Mu.

Everything was just as Zhou Zheng had thought. Xiao Mu was not afraid of anything. The only thing he was worried about was Zhou Zheng standing up at this time.

Because this is no longer a question of resolving the mutiny, but a question of trust between them.

The human heart is like a mountain.

Once a crack appears, it can no longer be repaired.

Xiao Mu can ignore everything and even sacrifice everything, including the entire Zhenbei Army.

But he couldn't let a rift appear between himself and Zhou Zheng.

"Your Majesty, you are not a mortal or a vulgar person after all."

"He once hinted that the Zhenbei Army is no longer the same Zhenbei Army as before. Now it seems that everything is really as Your Majesty guessed."

Xiao Mu slowly exhaled the foul air from his chest, and a hint of complexity appeared in his eyes.

"Such a Zhenbei Army no longer has any necessity to exist."

With a sigh in his heart, Xiao Mu looked at the Zhenbei Army kneeling in front of him, seemingly loyal but almost disobeying his orders, his eyes were full of disappointment.

He had thought of countless possibilities to preserve the Zhenbei Army's number, but now it seems that everything is unnecessary.

When they don't even listen to their own orders, how can they obey the orders of the Great Zhou? !

There is only one outcome for such elite troops, and that is to become rebels.

He thought of countless possibilities, but he never expected that the Zhenbei Army would become synonymous with rebellion.

This was something Xiao Mu could not tolerate at all.

After a thousand thoughts, Xiao Mu finally calmed down his inner turmoil.

His eyes began to become cold and determined.

A overwhelming murderous aura burst out from his body.

Like a huge wave, the pervasive aura of oppression instantly calmed down the tens of thousands of elite Zhenbei Army soldiers who were originally full of fighting spirit and murderous intent.

That kind of oppression made many people feel dry mouth and tongue, and even their eyes looking at Xiao Mu became much clearer.

Although they are numerous and powerful, and although they are all elite soldiers with strong fighting capabilities, they are ultimately no match for people like Xiao Mu.

You know, Xiao Mu has been tempered through countless life and death disasters.

The lethality and bloody aura he exudes are no longer comparable to those of tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

With just a whistling sound of air, the entire training ground instantly became quiet.

Feeling the change in Xiao Mu's mood, everyone present was shocked, and even Zhou Ping shuddered.

Is this the aura of the King of Zhenbei? !

The kind of powerful aura that can suppress thousands of troops with just one person's strength? !

At this moment, everyone remembered that the old man in front of them, who looked to be in his twilight years, was not the King of Zhenbei who had risen to power through nepotism.

Instead, he was a veteran who had fought many battles, fighting for life and death with the enemy with every sword and gun!

How many people has he killed?!

Hundreds? Thousands? Tens of thousands?

No one knows!

"This king keeps his promise. As long as they reveal their identities, I will let them go and will not pursue the matter any further."

Xiao Mu's voice came out from his throat and spread through the hearts of the soldiers like a morning bell or a drum.

This answer made many people feel unprecedented disappointment and unwillingness.

They gritted their teeth, their heartbeats accelerated, and the hatred in their eyes became even more obvious.

"but!"

"I have never asked you to do anything."

"You are all independent people with your own judgment!"

"My king, the only thing I ask of you is three hours!"

"The army must gather here in three hours!"

Xiao Mu glanced around, then left after saying this and turned away without looking back.

This scene once again shocked tens of thousands of Zhenbei troops.

Obviously, they didn't understand what Xiao Mu meant.

Until some smart-minded Zhenbei soldiers suddenly stood up.

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