Chapter 1045 Street Massacre

Chapter 1045 Street Massacre

The Heeat family's army managed to bring order to the rioting city with surprising swiftness and efficiency.

Which was really normal given how they had chosen to do it.

The people were attacked by armed men in full military attire and formation throwing showers of javelins and arrow fires onto them, and as the Cairans saw these deadly projectiles descend upon them, even the most greed crazed man was kicked out of his stupor because their instinct of preserving one's life took over.Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

Hence, as soon as the first volley of arrows reaped the first few lives, it was like dropping cold water onto the rioting crowd.

Seeing so many of their friends and family be turned into corpses, the raving men instantly dropped everything they were doing and left all their loot on the spot, as they then began to run maddeningly in all directions, scared out of their minds.

Because suddenly they noticed all around them a group of armed men dressed in black, their spears pointed squarely at them, poised to reap all the hearts out.

And seeing this, if before the crowd had lost their mind due to anger and greed, now they lost their mind due to sheer fear and panic.

Hence they began to heedlessly run in any direction their legs took down, trying to escape these expert attackers by entering the many small streets and alleyways scattered around and hiding there.

However, the consequence of so many people trying to enter these small alleyways was apparent, a stampede, where the people shoved, tripped, and trampled over each other, as each tried to save their own skin.

Oh, how ironic!

Just moments ago they were so eager to skin others. Now they were scrambling to save theirs.

Fate was truly a fickle mistress.

Now, given the scattered and panicking mob, if Lord Parker's men had stopped just there, then the whole thing might have actually finished peacefully.

Yes, a few people might have died from the initial barrage, but this attack was more bark and less actual bite.

The casualties then were at best around thirty, so it was more showy and flashy than actually lethal, intended to shock and awe the crowd into retreating.

And in that respect, this show of extreme but harmless force was very well implemented.

But what was not well implemented were the subsequent moves made by the army.

Because instead of giving the crowd the space to disperse and chase after them so that they could not regroup, the trained soldiers of the Heeat family began to treat the innocent civilians like routed soldiers as instinctively their training took over.

And seeing one of their brothers do this, herd mentality took over and everyone else began to copy it too, chasing after the quarry with mad glee.

The result.....what happens when a bloodthirsty hound gives chase to a wounded rabbit.

A massacre.

What was even worse was that when this started happening, it was his men who were forced to intervene and bring order to the city, thus killing so many more citizens.

Citizens who at one point trusted him.

But now?

Lord Parker guessed the death toll for today, for only one morning reached in the several thousands, which was a few percentage of the total population of the city.

Such a huge shocking loss made even Lord Parker's heart a bit sad.

And when his eyes suddenly came across the corpse of a little girl wearing a priestess's robe, her eyes glassed, a short spear sticking out of her stomach, it panged even more, as her body had already turned pale blue and cold, proving she was long dead.

Lord Parker did not know her, but this was the same eleven year old priestess who had been attacked by multiple of his men the very previous night and then lived to tell the tale.

All to die a few hours later here.

Whereas she was supposed to have her whole life ahead of her to live in dedication to the gods.

Even the ambitious and determined Lord Parker was forced to re-evaluate his strategy after seeing such sights.

Hence, turning demonstratively angry with the way his army had handled the situation, he swung his head to chide his general,

"*Tsk*, Achillas, could you not have been a bit more tactful? Why did your men act like they were on a battlefield? Why did they keep attacking the people even as they were fleeing? What are the people going to say when they see all this?"

Lord Parker pointed to all the burnt bodies and houses.

The general however appeared completely unapologetic, "Hehe... The men were forced to do this to bring order, my lord. Otherwise, the entire city would have burnt down....And besides.... all these deaths are not a problem. We can just say all this was that Alexander's doing."

Achillas was quick to offer a straightforward and convenient scapegoat.

However, there were of course gigantic loopholes in it all that infuriated the next successor to the Heeat family,

"Fool! You think all the people just came here floating down the river today? Don't they have eyes? Alexander's men wear blue, while we wear black! So you tell me... who was it that attacked them...black or blue?"

Lord Parker very well knew that he would not be able to pin this on Alexander in any way, at least not without some serious mind bending propaganda that turned black into white.

The people were there and they clearly saw who killed them, and it was not the menacing looking blue armored men who were all the way back defending the way to the mansion.

But men clad in black.

Today's event thus sent the lord into crisis management mode.