Sanel Karoy's face was bruised and his teeth creaked.

He could not answer Skur's question. Even if he could find some excuses, his words would be drowned in the scolding from all directions and would not cause any waves.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, the former government commander never had the idea of ​​defending himself even at all.

"No one can judge me!"

Sanel roared like thunder, knocked down the fence, and rushed fiercely towards his classmates and enemies sitting high on the bench, but was pulled tightly by shackles and chains and could not move.

Like a dying beast, surging resentment and anger gushed out from Sanel's eyes, and he yelled hysterically: "No one!"

The gendarmes responsible for maintaining the trial order quickly surrounded the left and right, trying to suppress the out-of-control judges.

However, even if two strong military police worked together, they could not be subdued successfully.

Colonel Geisa, who was sitting in the first row of the Baishan County sector, saw this and made a gesture calmly.

A one-eyed military police officer immediately entered the trial scene and rushed to Sanel Karoy with great strides.

"No intention to offend, Colonel." The one-eyed officer nodded and used his body to block the view of the seat. He hit Sanel's upper abdomen quickly, accurately and fiercely.

The former government colonel instantly lost the ability to make sounds, and blood surged onto his head, making his face look sickly rosy. His upper body also curled up instinctively due to severe pain.

Most of the liberos failed to notice the actions of the one-eyed officer, and only saw the Red Roseless lackey who was still crazy just now, suddenly quieted down.

Even if a few free people were aware of it, they chose to give the one-eyed officer a clean and neat blow.

To properly handle the emergencies, the one-eyed officer helped Colonel Saner, who had "restored calmness", back to the trial table, and then took two gendarmes to guard the rear of the trial table from close range to prevent the trial from going crazy again.

Colonel Skur rang the wooden hammer and brought the Grand Council back to silence.

"Sanel Karoy." Colonel Skur asked coldly: "Do you have any objections to your crimes I have stated?"

"Crime?" Sanel gasped for difficulty, obviously not recovering from the heavy punch just now.

Even so, he laughed uncontrollably when he heard Skur Mecklen's words: "The only sin I committed is to defeat the war - that is my crime!"

"Clerk, record." Colonel Skur was as ruthless as iron and stone: "The judge had no objection to the content of the indictment."

"Enough!" Sanel could no longer bear it. He bumped into the fence again and yelled: "I lost the battle! The king of success and the enemy is defeated, there is nothing to say! Want my life? Give me a sword, I will do it myself! But - but don't fucking insult me ​​with such circus things!"

He stared at the same time as the judges bench and begged gritted: "Skur Mecklen, if you have a little friendship in your heart, I'll give me some pleasure!"

The one-eyed officer immediately led his subordinates forward, but was turned back by Colonel Skur's gesture.

"On the battlefield, I will not show mercy to your men, just as you will not show mercy to me." Colonel Skur replied in a deep voice: "But this is not a battlefield, this is a court. I have no right to let you live or die."

Colonel Skur's deep pool of black pupils appeared in a circle of mercy, but that's all: "Sanel Karoy, from the beginning I told you that your destiny will be determined by all the free people present."

"I'll go fuck you! Skul! Fuck you fuck you!" Sanel was furious and rushed to the bench again, pulling the heavy chains almost into a stick in the air: "Why don't you kill me directly? Why do you humiliate me?!"

Colonel Skur knocked on the wooden hammer, and the one-eyed officer immediately understood and subdued Sanel again.

"Determine my destiny? They are worthy of it?" Sanel's arms were twisted behind his back, and he was still struggling desperately.

He glared at the listeners who were pretending to be powerful and powerful: "You! Accomplices of your new land legion! Slaves! Domestic animals! You deserve to judge me too?! No one has the right to judge me! No one!!! No one!!!"

In response to Sanel, a shout of indignation: "Hang him!"

"Hang him!!" More and more free people are involved: "Hang him!!"

"Hang him!!!" Almost all the free people in the Grand Council shouted in unison: "Hang him!!!"

Colonel Skur stood up, picked up the mallet, and smashed it hard towards the base. He smashed it harder every time, so that the last knock even made a sound of metal and iron.

"Silent!" Skur Mecklen was angry and scolded sternly.

It was like the first ray of sunshine piercing the dawn, and the Great Seminar Hall became quiet in a blink of an eye.

Colonel Skur knocked the gavel and announced loudly: "The court investigation has been completed and the person being tried will be taken away."

The one-eyed officer and the military police raised their hands to salute, and then escorted Sanel Karoy out of the Grand Council.

The free people on the stairs seat looked at each other and were at a loss.

...

In the seating area of ​​Tiefeng County, "Fatty" Nandor was also puzzled.

"What's going on? Why did you take the person down?" Nandor tried his best to lower his voice and asked the old Dusak beside him in confusion: "Is it over? Isn't the verdict not announced?"

Gillard frowned and shook his head, saying that he didn't understand what was going on.

"Damn it." Nandor curled his lips and muttered in extreme disappointment: "For a long time, the chief of Leiqun County is actually a cock-headed stiletto. It's true that he can't compare with Lord Blood Wolf."

Gillard glanced at the neighbor's person in surprise, but finally endured it and did not ask "What is Winters Montagne like in your eyes?"

...

On the bench, Colonel Skur Mecklen looked around the free people who were whispering majesticly, and beat the wooden hammer again, and ordered: "Take the second group of judges to court!"

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"What? There is also the 'second group'?" Nandor was shocked: "Who else should I examine?"

Gillard stared at the main entrance of the Grand Council and squeezed out a sentence from the slit of his lips: "I don't know - but it's definitely not a little shrimp."

...

While the new land free people were waiting for the waiting, the second group of judges was taken into the Grand Seminar Hall by the gendarmerie.

There are two in total, one in front and one behind.

The figure walking in front is tall, majestic, with sword-browed eyebrows and tiger-eyed eyes, and is powerful without anger; the figure walking behind is thin and haggard. Although it looks a little younger than the former, the white hair on the temples is not less than the former.

Both of them were wearing school officials' uniforms, but the folded decals and the embroidery details were slightly different.

Only those who are familiar with the affairs of the Union military can distinguish between the subtle differences in military uniforms and one is a colonel and the other is a major.

However, most of the free people in the new land did not have such insight, and only saw two more school officials being brought into the Grand Seminar Hall.

In the Kings Forts, the school officials may not be considered a big shot.

However, in Xinkendi provinces, school-level officers are well-known "masters", "blue sky" and "rulers" in all counties.

However, the two school officials in front of him felt extremely unfamiliar with the free people from which county they were.

"Presented." Colonel Skur's voice came from the bench: "Speak of your identities."

The two school officials who were taken to the Grand Chamber looked at each other. The tall, older school officials took a half step and replied politely: "We do not recognize the legitimacy of this trial, but we can tell you our identities."

"The commander of the Sixth Army, the colonel of the Army." The tall, older school officer looked around the free men with his head held high: "Nagy Modac."

When he heard the "Sixth Legion Commander", any free person who understood the meaning of this position could not help but breathe a breath of air.

The Battle of the Valley of Sorrow has not been disclosed until today.

The free people only knew that it was a great victory that destroyed the three legions of the Kings' Fort Council - the unilateral propaganda of the coalition forces. Many new land settlers were skeptical about this - but they didn't know that even officers at the level of "Captain of the Standing Legion" were captured by the coalition forces of the four counties.

After the tall school official finished his self-report, the thin school official also took a step forward.

"Major of the Army." The thin school official's dry lips squirmed, and he reported to his house in depression: "Old Felt."

Free people from other counties whispered together - Ald Felt? Why haven't you heard of it?

Only the free people in Fengshi City suddenly realized.

"You are not accurate enough, Major Felt." Colonel Skur unceremoniously pointed out the other party: "You are not any 'army major', you are 'United States Army Major, Old Felt'!"

Colonel Skur stood up and looked down at Major Felt sternly, his voice resounding throughout the Great Hall: "You are not an officer of the Palatou Army at all! You are an officer of the United Provincial Army-You are a member of the United Provincial!"
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