Vol 3 Chapter 607: We all betrayed ourselves

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Chaoyang Dongsheng. Although this magnificent light cannot directly change the desolate and withering of the 100,000 mountains to the west, it also casts a beam of hope, bringing a little warmth.
On the hills and vacancies, the crowds came together one after another, or they wore armors or cloth clothes ... The clothes were different, but their facial expressions were mostly similar, their faces were dim, their eyes were blank, and they couldn't see the slightest anger.
This is the site of a conference for thousands of people. The layout is minimal. There is nothing else except the simple wooden table and a dozen wooden stools. Now gathering are the representatives of thousands of people elected by the existing soldiers of the Gray Clothes. Although there were a lot of people, there was no shame, no discussion, no laughter, and it was gloomy.
In addition, because there are no restrictions, a large number of people are also gathered around the periphery. Everyone knows what this meeting means to the current Grey Army. They all stand still and wait, the atmosphere is solemn and heavy.
Soon, thousands of people dispersed, one left and one right. Johia, Omon, and seven or eight high-level ministers arrived at exactly the same time.
The two looked at each other, Johia looked calm, and Omon stared angrily, muttering something cursed. The senior ministers had a few embarrassing looks, and turned away immediately after giving a glance. The remaining few people, especially the old man in the blue silk gown walking in front, raised his chin and hummed with his nose, seeming disdain.
"Damn, Wibner you ..."
She patted the furious Ormon's arm. If she didn't see it, Josiah walked to the road vacated by the crowd first. She is now the new leader in name, so let her be the first to enter the venue. Turning his head and looking around, he nodded with a chuckle and looked at each other with eager hope or wincing glances.
obviously. As Oumen said just now, some ulterior motivated ministers have indeed done a lot of small actions recently, which has caused some delegates to change their positions.
But what about this ... Johia walked to the top position, touching the rough and rough wooden chair, her eyes were firm, Aunt Luosha. Since this is your wish, then no one wants to take this position from me!
Seated, the meeting begins.
The first is to announce Luo Sha's last words, and needless to say, Oumen was naturally the first to step out. I glanced at the thousand representatives present, and glanced at the high-level minister headed by Wibner.
Turning his head, he cried out loudly, "Leader Luosha only entrusted me with two sentences before he died. One was to lead the soldiers to retreat to the depths of 100,000 mountains to avoid the hunt. The second was to declare Johsia as the new leader of the gray army ... That's it. Who has any objections? "
The last sentence is roared! Honestly, in Ou Meng's mind, this thousand-person conference is all about taking off pants and farting, so much more! As long as Locha's last words are announced, Johia will naturally be elected as the new leader.
The fact is exactly the same. The words of Oumen just came to an end, and there was a buzz on and off the field. Most of them were shouting with excitement. Although Losa was dead, this decades-old fighter who has led the gray-clad army to go west and from scratch has a reputation and status that cannot be blasphemed in the hearts of many gray-clad army people!
And just when the momentum just started. Wibner stood stunned, waved his hand to suppress the voice below, white beard trembled, and shouted, "I don't agree!"
The crowd was suddenly silent, and Omon suddenly turned his head and became furious. Face-to-face yelled, Mo Mo flying: "Do you dare to disagree with the leader's last words?"
"No, I have great respect for Lord Locha. I just have no objection to Josiah's identity." Of course, Wibner would not be stupid enough to oppose Locha, so he just looked up and looked at Josiah coldly.
"You fart, that doesn't mean it ..."
"Marshal Oumen!" Josiah waved and interrupted Oumen, who was about to run away, calmly, "let him say."
"Hey, okay!" Wibner sneered a few times, turning around with confidence, "Everyone here knows why we joined the Grey Army, and what kind of group the Grey Army is! Yes, we are all identities It ’s a civilian, and I hate those nobles who oppress us and hurt us. Then ...
Half-turned, he waved his hand to Johia, shouted loudly,
I want to ask! Johija, your identity is noble, and my identity is Civilians, so what qualifications do you have to be the leader of the Gray Army? Why are you sitting here instead of me? "
Wow ... the word stirs up thousands of waves!
Several other high-level ministers jumped out and shouted exhaustedly, "Yes, you are of noble origin. Why do you lead our gray army?"
"Who dares to believe you? Who dares to ensure that you will not betray the Gray Clothes again?"
...
Thousands of people are in an uproar! I have to say that Wibnana's identity as Josiah's trick can be described as wicked.
Lothar declared Josiah the new leader before his death, and no one dared to oppose it. But Josiah's origin is really a big flaw. In this regard, Wibner makes some sense. You Josiah is a noble, oppressing the civilians, which directly leads to the inferior classes of the gray army. Then, who dares to put your future into your hands?
Moreover, the morale of the gray-clad soldiers is low, and they can no longer afford any betrayal turmoil. Therefore, even if it is the person who believes in Josiah, he can't help but be a little suspicious.
"Damn, why don't you forget this!" Ou Meng's expression changed, and he repented, and then looked at Wibner, who couldn't hide his smug smile, and was even more annoyed. ... "
At the beginning of the meeting, there was such a big crisis, and everyone couldn't help looking at Johya.
Josiah's look now was very calm. It didn't seem to feel the so-called crisis. A slight glance swept to every corner of the venue. This calm emotion infected many people. After a while, the venue gradually quieted down.
Wibner naturally did not want to see this situation, and once again won the chase and asked: "Answer me, Josiah, why are you a nobleman, not me, a civilian?"
"The reason is simple." Josiah let out his hands freely. "Because we all betrayed ourselves!"
Wibner stunned: "Uh ... what betrayal? Do you confess that you will betray the Greys? Haha, look, she confessed ..."
There was a commotion at the venue, and most delegates were shocked. But among them, there are also a few clever minds who are frowning and thinking about something ... just then, warily,
Pap, pap, pap ... A clap followed by a clap, from a corner represented by a thousand people, and everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and they saw a young man in a costume clapping his palm and looking at Josiah. Unobtrusive admiration.
The young man was called Ferry, and the army's logistics was also one of Tang En's few friends in the gray army.
Gradually, there were a few more claps of applause, and the applause was just like Ferry, all with admiration on his face. Immediately, there was more and more applause at the venue ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There are also people who have not been able to turn their heads, and look around, clapping their palms subconsciously, and whispering inquiries to others. .
Soon, similar explanations gradually spread to all corners of the venue-Josiah was a nobleman, Wibner was a civilian. And when Josiah said ‘we all betrayed ourselves’, it meant that we betrayed our aristocratic status and had been struggling for the interests of civilians. Correspondingly, at the same time, it is also ironic that Wibner betrayed his original intentions. Instead of thinking about civilians, he was like a greedy aristocrat who did not use any means to gain benefits.
An understatement not only relieved his crisis, but also ironically exposed the ugly face of his opponent. In this way, it is not surprising that Ferry and others cast their admiration and admiration on Josiah.
After everyone understood it, the applause suddenly turned into thunder, all of them were heartfelt and convincing to Josiah. At the same time, he could not cast a contemptuous glance at Wibner, who was just proud.
Oumeng was even more direct. After reacting, he sneered at his uncle Weibner and said, "Oh, you still want to be an IQ leader? Take a break early!"
………… (To be continued ...)