Shadu, Runier, the depths of the royal palace

The mist is overhead, sheltering from the sun, and without the warm sun, the temperature on the desert is a little sluggish

On the border line of the confrontation between the prince's army and the king's army, Zhou Yihan walked alone, his eyes looking at the opposite side, and his feet stopped from time to time

There are still 30 minutes left before the start of the battle...

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"The formation is still the same as before, although it is unlikely, but I still hope that there will be no accidents."

On the edge of a dry meadow, Zhou Yihan stopped, away from Sha Jia and the people of the king's army, and a little worry flashed in his eyes.

In fact, there are still some hidden dangers in his plan...

That is the basis for his plan to be carried out smoothly, all of which are designed based on the equal strength of the enemy and the enemy, and if a third force is suddenly added at this time, then the outcome of this battle will be difficult to predict...

"Whew. Leave it to fate.."

After exhaling lightly again, Zhou Yihan took a step and continued to walk forward, and before he had gone far, he saw Shajia, and at this time, he was also looking at the opposite side of the bridge with apprehension.

Zhou Yihan's steps stopped, and he whispered softly in his mouth: "He was assigned such a heavy task in the first operation, I'm afraid his pressure at the moment will only be great.."

"But... Stress itself is also part of motivation... If you don't learn to face it yourself, how can you grow ?..?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a casual smile, and Zhou Yihan's steps turned, far away from the area where Sha Jia was.

I can give you a chance, but I can't help you choose...

A person who has no talent and no opportunity is unlucky..

But if there is no opportunity but no talent to accomplish it, it can only be a joke...

Is it a fight to become famous? or a disgrace?

How do you know if you don't try your best?..

..

Bypassing Sha Jia and walking on the path, there is the camp in front of him, Zhou Yihan estimated the time and walked in.

Shadu, the royal palace

In the glorious palace, the corridor is empty and depressed, and the guards who usually stand in front of the palace gate for three shifts have also rushed to the front line at this moment, and the originally lively palace is now deserted, only a few footsteps remain, and from time to time in the corridor sounds, it is the king and several of his personal guards in the palace doing the final inspection.

"Have all of them already gone to the front?" asked the king, turning back to the guards behind him, as he walked forward

One of the guards replied, "Yes, all the soldiers of the Dynasty Army, the logistical support troops, and the generals under the princes and elders have all rushed to the battlefield and have been incorporated into the battle sequence of the three camps, and they are not absent."

Hearing this, the king nodded, and then asked, "Has every room in the palace been carefully checked?"

After listening, another person replied: "Check it out!" Including the rooms that are not often used, we have opened the door and gone in to check carefully, and we have made sure that no one is hiding, and there is no one who is still in the palace to rush to the front line, except for us, there is only Her Royal Highness Princess Jiujiu..."

"For a long time. Has her room been checked?"

Hearing the guard mention it for a long time, the king's heart felt a little uncomfortable, since the meeting was over, he had been busy preparing for the war, and he had not found time to see her until now, and this time... He's going to go again..

"No.. Her Royal Highness the princess locked herself in the room, and we didn't dare to force my way in." When the man heard this, he replied

The king said nothing, but he turned his steps and turned deeper into the room, where he had been for a long time.

"For a long time. You.. Are you okay?"

Coming to the door of the room, he knocked lightly, and now, he, as a father, wants to care about her and explain to her, it may be too late, the war is about to start, and he, as the head of the capital, must not only care for the family, but also care for the people under his rule... Time is running out for them...

In the door, he sat on the bed for a long time with a lost soul, his beautiful eyes and his appearance like a puppet

But it's no wonder that she grew up in a different environment from most people, from birth, she was instilled with the idea that as a patriarch she must not use reasons as an excuse to abandon her own people, and she really did a good job, even after the apocalypse, their people came to the desert and established the great city of "Sand Capital" here, she also took this sentence as the truth, and worked harder to carry it forward

But now... You tell her that what she believes and insists on following through to the end is a lie to her, how can you bear it?

"I'm fine.. Father, go back. . . I want to be alone.."

The knock on the door rang for a long time, and it took a long time for a weak voice to come back from the room, it was too difficult to heal such a heartache...

"That's good.."

Struggling with remorse in his heart, the king gritted his teeth and withdrew his hand, saying, "Then the father will not bother you for now, the people are still waiting for us to rescue you. Wait for my father to come back. . . I'll talk to you again.."

"Hmm... Okay.."

A faint echo came from inside the door...

The king clenched his hands into fists, turned his head to the guards behind him, and said, "You stay safe for a long time."

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the four guards behind him quickly divided into two groups, one group was stationed at the door of the room, and the other group followed the king and turned away.

Before leaving, the king could not help but look back deeply at the door, and his old eyes were full of tears.

This is the battlefield ..

War is about to begin...