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The crabapple pear has long held a high position and was once the most valiant general in the Huns who fought on the battlefield for many years. There was an indescribable stern and murderous aura on his body. After many years of settling down and baptism and establishing the Great Moon Empire, there were very few people who would personally lead troops to battle, but the pressure was even heavier.

The Xumi Army and the people of the Xumi Clan were already apprehensive. They knew that just because they were angry at Xumi, they had issued a killing order. Now facing such a person, everyone was terrified.

The crabapple pear alone emitted a murderous pressure; it was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down heavily on the bodies of everyone from the Xumi Clan. Even the officials standing on the left and right could feel the pressure. They lowered their heads and breathed softly.

After so many years of accumulated might, their reverence for the Pear Blossom Valley was completely revealed at this moment.

As they faced the crabapple and pear blossoms, they thought of all the various things they had seen in the past. They thought of how they had repeatedly attacked and plundered the Great Moon Sect, and how they had resisted the might of the heavens for so many years; this unpardonable sin had caused despair to rise in their hearts.

When they thought of those clans which had recently been wiped out, and those clans which had submitted to them, the coldness in their hearts grew even stronger.

The fate of the Xumi race, their lives, all lay in the hands of this exalted man in front of them. With just a few words from him, they and the entire Xumi Clan would fall into a situation of eternal damnation, disappearing from the Western Regions.

"Bang bang …"

Heavy kowtows echoed in the hall. The only thing they could do was to kowtow repeatedly in order to be merciful.

The mottled blood stains landed in front of them and they kowtowed all the way to Wang Ting. Their foreheads had already ruptured and the blood had already congealed, but now they kowtowed again and the wounds ruptured, blood flowing out.

Everyone's forehead was full of bruises and bloodstains, but no one dared to stop. They could only use such a humble and submissive attitude to beg for mercy and to let the Xumi tribe pass by.

Servants deserve to die ten thousand times for their crimes. If you ask for a single punishment, do as you please. If you ask for a single punishment, please calm your anger. "The sinner does not dare to ask for forgiveness, but to ask for grace is to ask for grace. Everything is the fault of the sinner, and to ask for forgiveness of the Sumeru race is one thing. The sinner is deeply grateful.

The Xumi Army tightly clenched their teeth, not wanting to one day, and today, to helplessly prostrate themselves in front of Dan Yu and beg for his life.

Thinking of Tuoba Fei's words, his mouth was filled with the taste of blood. Who knew how many times he had bitten his tongue. The pain made him tremble from the bottom of his heart. Even if he were to lower himself and prostrate at his feet, he was not sure that he would be able to make him forgive the Xumi tribe and his death sentence.

The crabapple pear blossom slightly looked down at the people kneeling by his feet, a cold and solemn expression on his face, and he did not speak for a long time.

He didn't speak. No one in the hall dared to speak. The oppressive atmosphere made the Xumi Army feel even more powerless. They didn't know what to do in order to obtain this simple favor.

The Xumi Army was filled with regret, but there was nothing they could do about it now. They prostrated themselves in front of the pear blossoms, wishing that they were already dead. They did not need to be humiliated like this.

But now, he didn't even have the qualifications to die. The fate of the Xumi Clan was closely tied to his own life or death.

"Sin and servant beg only for grace, only for grace, only for mercy. Sin and servant beg only for mercy, the crime of dying a thousand deaths …"

The sound of pleading and heavy kowtowing echoed throughout the hall. All of the officials lowered their heads deeply as their hearts were filled with emotion.

A few days ago, even the Xi clan's Duke Xiu Tu was begging in front of him like this. However, he could not even keep his title of King. The Xi clan had been stripped of their title and the title of Duke Xiu Tu had been stripped from them.

The officials were saddened. They knew that they had no other choice but to be more careful and delay the war.

Everyone knew clearly in their hearts that in the end, they would think of all sorts of ways to take back the great rights and feudal fiefdom of the various races. Compared to the Xumi Clan, or perhaps even the Xumi Clan, they could be considered lucky.

"Capture my fiancee, Big Geng of the Great Moon Branch, and Chou Rong in a conspiracy to kill more than two thousand of my elite soldiers." For you to send our Big Qin prisoner for more than ten days and give it to the Condemning Wolf King to humiliate him, how do you think we should punish this crime? "

Every word was like a sharp blade, deeply piercing into the heart of the Xumi Temple army.

His body trembled even more violently. This crime was already unforgivable, but if he could not obtain forgiveness for it, then the Xumi tribe would die with him, disappearing from the Western Regions.

The crabapple pear had a deep look in its eyes, containing a boundless killing intent as it lowered its head and coldly looked at the Sumeru army.

The feeling of being shielded from the sun caused the entire Xumi Temple to sweat from their heavy clothing. Their foreheads once again touched the tips of the crabapple pears, maintaining such a humble posture and not daring to move.

Sin servants die a light death, but now surrender to him and give up all your life to redeem him." The sinners also knew that even if it were three lifetimes, they still wouldn't be able to repay this crime in case. "The Xumi Temple is willing to be a single slave. Serving a single master is only a matter of grace. All of the servants are bestowed by a single master.

The officials were all shocked, and even Yue Chan's pupils slightly fluctuated. She was willing to be a slave. This was the most lowly of people, and also the person who would never be able to get out of this predicament for the rest of her life. For all eternity, the next generation would always be slaves, the masters' slaves, never to be reborn again.

As a servant, after accumulating contribution points, one would still be able to obtain the gift from the master, allowing the descendant to distance himself from the position of a servant and turn him into a subject and subordinate.

But slaves had no freedom or status. They were the lowliest existences, and as long as there was one more person in the future, they would not be able to escape that status.

Slaves, on the body will burn the mark of shame, no matter where they go, their status can not change, there is nowhere to run.

In the Western Regions, the escaping slaves were the enemy of all the nobles. Once they found the escaping slave, no matter whose slave it was, they would be captured by the local people and sent to their original owner.

The escaping slaves were subjected to endless torture until their deaths.

The master would not allow the slaves that escaped to die so easily. Not only would their escape put them in dire straits, it would also implicate their families. Together, they would be tortured to death.

Hence, no matter how strict the master was, the slaves of the Western Regions did not dare to think of escaping. They could only silently endure until their deaths.

The Xumi Army ruthlessly grit their teeth. They didn't hesitate to lower themselves to become the slaves of the Pear Blossom Valley, hoping to keep their lives. Although he didn't want to live in such a lowly manner, he had no other choice. Now, in order for the Xumi Clan to survive and flourish, he was willing to do anything. Even if it was as Pear Blossom Valley's slave, he only wanted to let the Xumi Clan go.