The world was gray, the smell of pine and moss wafted in the wind with a hint of chill, the black earth rose a pale mist, and a team of riders in fur hats laboriously walked through the gravel and messy wood. The legion's commander, Zamu, stopped his horse on a slope, and as far as he could see was a huge valley, and the countless fires were like pearls scattered beyond calculation, and the bands of light made up of hundreds, thousands of fires, looked like two rivers in the morning like a white and cold river.

Zamu Hebi waved his hand sternly, and led a hundred cavalry behind him down the ridge,

The sound of horses' hooves, and the clattering of metal plates of hard leather armor on Jingle Shirt. In the sky, a giant eagle spread its huge gray-blue wings, overlooking the people, sheep, horses, and a huge wolf army banner beneath it, in this wilderness, like a king patrolling his territory,

Finding the cavalry coming towards the camp, a steppe cavalry quickly ran out of the camp in the river valley, the horse's hooves raised the broken soil on the ground, and the one running in front was a young man with a slightly gloomy face, his eyes were full of wildness, the white helmet on his head fluttered like a battle flag in the wind, the body was a pure white armor, and there was a red wolf head on his chest, although in the gloomy sky without sunlight, the red wolf head was just as lifelike, especially the eyes of the wolf head, which were two highly pure red gems, scorching and shining. In front of this most famous red wolf king armor in the Dongting Grassland, the always arrogant Cangjun Commander Zamu stopped his horse,

He quickly turned over and dismounted, knelt down on his knees in front of the young man, put his hands on the ground, and said loudly, "Commander of the Imperial Cang Legion, please meet the master!"

"From autumn to autumn, Zamu Hebi and the Cangjun wandered beyond the long wall of what you said. If I don't come, are you going to stay like this!" The horse stopped ten meters in front of him, and his hooves stepped deep into the damp and cold meadow, and the young man on black horseback who was called the master said to him

"The minion is incompetent, and he still can't climb over the long wall, and he is willing to ask for punishment!" Zamu Hebi's face turned a little pale, and he bent down, his head touched the ground, as if he had known that this would happen, and a guard cavalry standing behind him. Untie a huge oil disc whip on the warhorse of the Zha Mu Hebi Warhorse,

The whip has a black sheen, chilling, and it is the most terrifying whip made of the scales of the great black viper in the grassland, and the whole body is dark. The scales shimmered, like a real big black viper coiled there. According to the rules of the steppe. Although he was one of the eight legion commanders, he was born from the tribe to which the Golden Family belonged, and they were all nominally slaves of the supreme Golden Family, and the owner of the slave had the right to use this kind of leather whip to teach the slaves who were ineffective, and the black snake scale-like coiled whip was made of the skin scales of the most terrible black-headed viper in the Eastern Courtyard Grassland, and this snake was not a snake in the true sense. It's an underground creature that is more than 3 meters in size, with terrifying serrations and fangs like suction rings, like giant earthworms.

It lurks under the soil layer of the Dongting grassland all year round, attacking people and animals. Herdsmen, large animals, the skin of this monster is hard and soft and abnormal, even if it is a sword, it is helpless, it is regarded as a symbol of disaster that cannot be resisted by the steppe people, the person who kills the big black-headed viper will be regarded as a warrior on the grassland, and the most cruel method of execution is to use a knife to break the limbs and veins of the prisoner, and then throw it into the nest of the big black-headed viper, the black-headed viper without eyes will find the prey along the smell of blood, and then chew the prey alive with a sucker-like serration one by one, if the prisoner's vitality is strong enough, he can see how he is swallowed by the knots, for any steppe person, it is the most terrible thing, because there is a saying that people who are devoured by the big black viper will not even have a soul and will not be able to see the immortal heaven!

The Guardian Cavalry expertly threw a crisp whine in the air, the whine came from a hollow spike ball at the top of the whip, and in order to show that there was no problem with the whip, and then he respectfully held the coiled whip in front of the wall and bent back to his place,

The young man's eyes were gloomy, and he looked down and didn't dare to look at his own Zha Mu Hebi, "I know you have difficulties, but the rules of the grassland cannot be abolished! You can bear with it!" The young man waved his hand behind him, and a tall and strong man got off the war horse, walked in front of the Zha Mu Hebi, picked up the whip and checked it, and nodded to the young man, "No problem" and "Start"

The young man Leng raised his hand again, the air became tense, the man took the leather whip, walked steadily to the place three meters behind the back of the wooden wall, turned around three meters away, and then raised the black leather whip on his arm, the leather whip immediately hovered above his head flexibly like a living snake, round and round, with a whirring sound of breaking the air, the torturer's face looked extremely serious, like the beginning of a ritual, the arm fell violently, the black circle of light broke through the air barrier with a strange twist, and the air made a tense sound like a sting,

Zamu knelt there, granular beads of sweat appeared on his forehead from just now, closed his eyes, and bit his teeth on a piece of wet cloth in the mouth of the guard cavalry, so as to avoid biting off his tongue because of too much pain, his eyes were very hot, and he was ready to meet his own pain, and he had been hanging here for two years with 20,000 elite cavalry, so that the weakest three princes became stronger, no matter how you look at it, it is an unforgivable punishment, and it is already very good to be able to get such a punishment, the grassland is a place where merit and rewards are clear, even if you are a hero, you will receive a whip if you make a mistake, and time becomes very slow at this moment, Zha Mu Hebi's ears were full of the whining sound of the viper whip in the hands of the executioner, the "pop" cry exploded, just a moment, blood rushed out from Zha Mu Hebi's back, Zha Mu Hebi's painful eyes bulged, his body shook, the kind of hot pain hit his nerves, almost made him feel that time had stopped, "snap" the second blow!

His whole head was hazy, and then his body was like a rotten wooden shelf that had lost its support, and he was planted on the ground heavily, and he was about to faint in pain, but he still didn't faint after all, so he had to continue to enjoy the pain. The leather whip is fierce and powerful, and the sound is loud enough, and the falling leather whip point is always the most painful place to bring people without falling internal injuries, just two times, and the back is completely rotten meat, like a meteor falling from a high altitude.

It's not big, but it's like digging meat with a knife. Bloody blood marks appeared on Zamu Hebi's back, even if Zamu Hebi was wearing chain mail, he was scattered with scales, his teeth were closed, and the crisp sound of a leather whip tearing flesh was sound. No smaller than a plank on the back,

The torturer was an experienced man. Two woods on the side of the ribs. The thick and tight shoulder blades are the heaviest place where the leather whip falls, and the torturer is hereditary in the steppe tribe, which means that this servant is the torturer, so his father, and his father's father are all torturers, in the tribe. The position of the torturers was very special, they were the symbol of the tribal legal power, and they inhaled with a snort and inhalation, and they were beaten ten times in a row. Zhamuhebi's face was twisted together in pain, and finally he couldn't bear it, and the person had completely fainted!

The young man felt that it was almost over, and raised his hand and said in a condensed voice, "Okay, stop! Find Dongba and give him medicine!" When Zamu Hebi woke up, it was already in a military tent on the top of the grassland, and the young second prince was holding a bowl of milky white liquor in his hand, leaning on the other corner of the tent, but his eyes were looking at the black sky outside the tent, and he didn't know what he was thinking, "Palace...... Your Highness!" Zamu Hebi's mouth was dry like a fire, and the ten whips just now seemed to hurt his soul, and he struggled to stand up, but was stopped by the young man waving his hand, "Don't be so nervous, I just want to know, what you said is true!" The young man's eyes were like stars in the night sky, "Your Highness is talking about the country behind the long wall?" or ......" Zha Mu Hebi pulled the wound when he spoke, his lips trembled slightly, and he hesitated

"I'm not interested in that country! You know, this time against the Central Belgians, I finally figured out a truth, my father's words are very right, that is, land and population are useless things for us steppe people!" the second prince craned his neck and sighed

"I knew that I would not go to Zhongbia, and I lost more than 20,000 grassland warriors, we are grassland people, we ride horses and graze, run, drink, just like the free wind on the grassland, as long as there is a place for us, it is our land, cities, fields, commercial bazaars are of any use to us

I hope that tall grass can grow in my land, so that my war horses, cattle and sheep can be fed, and I am not willing to plant wheat that only ripens once a year like the Central Bebians, and feed so many people who can't fight, even if all of them become slaves, the best way is to kill them, and turn all their land into pastures! The second prince licked his lips, looking unsatisfied, and said: " But the third child was against this, he thought that he should take their land like the Central Barians, and then force them to pay taxes and cultivate more land, and I quarreled with the third child, saying that he would be able to extract untold wealth from the Central Barians next spring, and I made a bet with him that I would come back with more horses and soldiers next spring!

'So, is that message true?'

The second prince's eyes suddenly emitted a light like a wild wolf, and he drank the liquor in his hand in one gulp, his cheeks were red, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth like a beast, throwing the wine glass in his hand on the ground, and asked again, "Have you really discovered the whereabouts of the golden family in your father's mouth?"

"This ......"

Zha Muhebi's face looked ugly, and he hesitated and said, "Although I am not very sure, I heard that in the country behind that long wall, there is indeed a steppe army like us, numbering tens of thousands, and it is said that the mainland of that country is not in Obaro, but in a more distant land of the Western Sea!

"The land of the West Sea! No wonder my father wanted to launch a large-scale expedition to the west before he died, and he also had people secretly get the blueprints of the heavy tower warships from Central Bea, and in his lifetime, he reunited the four golden families, so that our steppe people can re-dominate this land, but it is the dream of my father's life" The second prince's face unexpectedly showed a hint of surprise, he stood up, his eyes were a little complicated, and he said in a condensed voice, "It seems that it is necessary to make contact with the country within the long wall"

"Your Highness. It's a bit dangerous to do that, at least, the country within the walls is powerful, and has an unknown hostility towards us Dongting people!"

"Is it hostile? There is nothing strange about this, the descendants of the wolf god are feared by sheep everywhere! As for being powerful, under the iron hooves of our Eastern Court, who else dares to claim to be powerful!"

The second prince sneered at the corner of his mouth, that is, he was confident, and he expressed his disdain for the reminder of the combination of wood. Said slowly, "My father died too suddenly, and many secrets were not told to us, although I know that my father has reached some kind of agreement with a certain golden family, but unfortunately, the clue was broken two years ago. The man we sent didn't come back either, but if I could get the support of another branch of the Golden Family. The chances of becoming a new generation of Prairie Kings will increase dramatically. Nominally, I'll also have the advantage of convincing the other tribes, so I'll give it a try anyway......"

In late September, the streets of Gallic Kyoto are covered with yellow leaves. As the sun sets, the spires of majestic buildings are projected on sparsely populated streets, and tall plane trees sway silently in the autumn breeze. A deep twilight envelops this ancient and magnificent city. The pedestrians on the road appeared listless, mostly women in a hurry, and the men were barely visible, because the beacon fire of the steppe cavalry had spread to the vicinity of Gallic Kyoto. From Gallic Kyoto to the Gallic provinces whistling through by the steppe cavalry, the cities were broken one by one, and the crazy steppe cavalry swept through the hinterland of Gaul like a whirlwind.

The steppe cavalry nominally divided into two routes, but in fact, after breaking through the province of Philip, they dispersed according to the habits of their respective tribes, like a whole hunt held in the vast land of Gaul, and the momentum of the march of a large number of cavalry was like a random arrow that completely pierced the hinterland of the Gauls.

In just thirteen days, more than 80,000 Gauls died tragically under the iron hooves of the steppe cavalry, and nearly a million Gallic refugees were scattered.

Most of the provinces in the hinterland of Gaul were in turmoil, and Kyoto was no exception, and all the men were ordered to take up arms and join the reserves, ready to fight to the death against the mad steppe cavalry, and even some women and children were organized to carry defensive supplies.

A carriage with a cross of swords and shields on the outer wall passed through the middle of the street, flanked by the majestic cavalry of the Praetorian Guard,

The carriage drove into an alley next to the central street of Imperial Kyoto. Since the Kyoto Incident, the family that has embraced this pattern has been the first family in the imperial capital, the Algernon family, and the pedestrians on the side of the road have watched the carriage with mixed feelings in their eyes. The acquaintances looked at each other and whispered "That woman ......" in their lips

Ignoring the rumors, Julia Algernon crossed the hidden cordon outside the palace, and the carriage stopped in front of the palace gate, where the door opened, and Julia Algernon, dressed in a blue Praetorian uniform but wearing a gold star logo, jumped out of the car. The two Praetorian Guard officers who were guarding the door went up and saluted her, "Miss, you are here." "Does Your Majesty look better?" asked Algernon Julia

"Still in a coma, the imperial doctor can't do anything this time, saying that it is very strict and anemic!" replied with an ugly face on the Praetorian Guard officer, "and said that he has been too worried recently and his heart is undecided, if it continues, his body is afraid that it will not be able to drag on this winter......"

"Shut up, Fig, if I hear that, you know what the consequences will be!"

Algernon Julia's face flashed a hint of fierceness, and the Praetorian Guard officer also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly lowered his head, and the three of them walked through the red-carpeted corridor of the palace, outside the corridor was a garden, the golden autumn leaves had fallen, revealing bare branches, and in late autumn in September, the pond was quiet, and a delicate pavilion loomed among the trees. At the entrance of the corridor, a little boy of four or five years old suddenly rushed out. Jumping up and running towards Julia Algernon, waving a toy sword in her hand, she shouted with her teeth and claws, "Drive, drive, drive!" I am the Emperor, you are the despicable Vykia Falcon, fight, fight!" Behind the little boy, chasing a beautiful maid from a distance, softly called "Your Highness, don't run around......"

When she saw Julia Algernon in front of her, the maid's face turned pale,

With a little kind smile on Julia's beautiful face, Algernon leaned down and picked up the little boy and lifted him high. Even though the kid struggled desperately. Algernon Julia smiled and said, "Your Highness Di, you are not good again. The little boy struggled hard. The big blue eyes purred and rolled, and the small mouth was raised high, shouting "Let go, let go of me...... Sister Julia is the worst!Always like to lift people high!""You are the nephew of His Majesty the Emperor, and you were born in a high position!" Algernon Julia smiled at the corner of her mouth, and put the little boy down, and the child was free, and ran into the garden without a trace. (To be continued......)