Mohenjo Daro already had a well-established inquisitorial apparatus, and the city lord, whom the Amir Khan had stolen and stole from them the most, was furious that the Inquisition was ready to put the damned thief to death!

Although the establishment of the political structure of the entire city was similar to that of the federal government of country A in later generations, at this time the lord of the city still had considerable power, and the trial of the prisoner who was sentenced to death had to be reviewed by the lord of the castle before he could deprive the criminal of his life.

"They probably think it's a loss of face, and the city lord will be stolen in his own city." Ifuthar came in from the outside, he looked like a clerk in his robes rather than a soldier, probably after a certain age, people will have a desire to become a division commander, since last year Ifthar has insisted on taking a class every seven days at the Mohenjo Daro Academy, the name of the class is War and Art.

At first, Ah Zhai thought it was very funny when he heard this name, and he first thought of the artists who had been in contact with the war as the theme or singing or writing or composing music or painting during the war years, but soon when he saw the book compiled by his lover, he began to realize that he might be able to be a good city lord and a king, but his military talent was indeed much worse than that of his lover, and he suddenly began to rejoice that he was able to easily destroy the pirate kingdom, and it was because his lover was by his side, and communication in that era was far less rapid than in later generations.

"So you don't agree with the death sentence for that despicable gambler?" Ifutekhar drank water as he raised the glass bowl with honey juice to his mouth, and the latter drank it with his hand.

"I can't give them the feeling that the lord of the city is above the law, and you know that in the future there will be all kinds of kingdoms, there will be all kinds of kings, if it was not right in the first place, how can you expect the later generations to do it right?" Ah Zhai looked up slightly at Ifthar, his eyes were big and black, and his pupils were pure black, round and soft.

"One qiē as you wish." The lover's affectionate and docile look made his heart move, and he couldn't help leaning over and holding the other party's lips, sucking and sucking gently, especially the sweetness of the honey in the other party's mouth, he felt that he was going to indulge in it.

"By the way, how are you preparing for the guards of Kali to go to the city of Palaha? Wouldn't the elephant army alone be too bulky? Although it is said that this army is decided by the two of them together, how to train, how to build, and how to use, but Ah Zhai thinks that he is a little worse than his lover in this regard, especially since the other party has been in and out of the army all the year round and he sits in the town hall office, and the senior generals and other soldiers of the elephant army are naturally more familiar with Iftehar, and Iftekhar, on the other hand, can also command when he commands.

"I also gave her a squad of cavalry, don't worry." Ifutehar motioned to the slave girl to bring hot water from the side and wash the feet of the house, the feet of the house were slightly smaller than that of Ifthar, and they looked fleshy, and their fingers were full and round, and they looked very cute.

"Actually, I'm not worried." Even if the weather in South Asia is mild enough and not too scorching, and the winter is not too cold, the high temperature before the heavy rain still bothers him a lot.

Aamir Khan was sentenced to execution on a late autumn day when he was sentenced to have his left hand cut off.

This young man, who used to be arrogant but inferior and cowardly, looked at the punisher who came step by step with a frightened expression, and fell to the ground with a "plop", begging for mercy all over his body, sweating like pulp.

The autumn wind blows from the other side of the Ganges River, with snow-like reeds and a slight fishy smell of the river, and the blood on the ground is like a sad painting.

The executioner was a veteran for many years, ruthless, crisp and neat, and quickly applied herbs to Aamir Khan, but the young man still fainted in pain, he had foreseen his tragic future, the loss of a hand was like a mark, and everyone around him would understand that he was a thief, no, this is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that he will never have the opportunity to enter the casino again, they do not welcome themselves with a broken hand, thinking of this, the young man has hatred in his heart, if it were not for those two rich and noble people, How could he be caught, no, it should be said that if he had never come to Mohenjo Daro, how could there be such a result...... If only there were no such city in this world!

When the news came that Kali was attacked on the way to Harappa City and his fate was unknown, the house was furious!

That's his sister who has been pampered for more than ten years in the palm of his hand!

"Don't worry." Seeing that his lover, who was sick in bed because of the change of seasons, spit out the medicine in his mouth again because he was anxious, Ifthar couldn't help but anxiously stepped forward, picked up his lover with the quilt, and the manservant on the side hurriedly changed the bed, and he put the coughing young man on the bed and helped the other party change his clothes.

"I'm fine." In the eyes of his lover's concern, he couldn't help but reach out and gently caress the other party's frowning brows, as if he wanted to brush away the sorrow in the other party's heart.

"What the hell is going on?" The little soldier who was passing the message on the side was frightened by the chaotic situation in front of him, and then he immediately shook his whole body like chaff when he faced the legendary army commander, trembling and unable to speak.

"Dahir, don't be afraid, tell me what happened?" Ah Zhai didn't feel angry because of the other party's appearance, where was the momentum that had accumulated on his lover's body for several lifetimes that this young man who had just enlisted in the army could bear.

"At noon the day before yesterday, we received a message from the young city lord, they still have more than fifty kilometers to enter the range of Harappa, but the day before yesterday there was no news all day, when General Rancho sent a team of cavalry, we rushed for a day and a night, and when we arrived at the place where we lost contact, we found that the young city lord's carriage was scattered on the side, and there were many corpses of comrades......" The little soldier kneeling in front of Ah Zhai cried like a child, "General Rancho lined me up with a dozen other people to come back to report the news, he took the cavalry to look for clues first, We ran and killed several horses, and we were ambushed more than forty kilometers from Mohenjo Darowu, and only me, me, and Tassim escaped, and he, in order to protect me, was no longer able to do it...... City Lord, woo woo woo ......"

"What a calculation!" Ah Zhai couldn't help but laugh angrily, not only did the other party know the route from Kali to Harappa at the beginning, well, this is not surprising, after all, the news that the two cities are going to exchange with each other is not a secret, and from Mohenjo Daro to Harappa

The distance was about 200 kilometers, and there were only a few routes to and fro, and there was only one route that could facilitate the carriage of Kali and the entire elephant army, and the two ambushes were within 50 kilometers of the two cities, and even if they were in the territory of the other side, they were negligent in their territory, so it was no wonder that the ambush was so successful.

"Who are they?" Holding his lover's hand, Ifthar asked in a deep voice.

"Outwardly, it should be Aryan." Dahir cried and cried, he was a new recruit who had just joined the cavalry this year, and he was only fifteen years old, and when he used to train, because of his young age and a natural baby face, he was very taken care of by the other soldiers around him, he never thought that his companions who talked and laughed in Su Ri would throw themselves into the arms of Yama overnight, he had seen the portrait of Yama, the god of death, riding a buffalo with a green face and red clothes, unspeakably terrifying, and now those companions who accompanied him went to see the terrible god.

As the lord of Mohenjo Daro, which has developed into the richest city on the banks of the Ganges River in the past few years, Ah Zhai knew very early on that if there was no strong military deterrence, it would be tantamount to a child walking in the downtown with gold, but he did not expect that even if Mohenjo Daro had shown unparalleled military strength, there would still be people who would dare to fight his own ideas.

"There are always gamblers in this world who are willing to gamble everything for the sake of wealth." Kissing his dear lips soothingly, Ifutehar seemed to see the confusion in the other party's heart, he paused and said to the kneeling young man on the side, "First go back to your guard post to report, as a soldier, you should sacrifice the blood of the enemy to the heroic souls of your comrades, instead of crying like a girl!" ”

"Yes!" Dahir wiped his snot and straightened up loudly.

"The order goes down, and the whole city of Mohenjo Daro is under martial law." Ah Zhai got up anxiously, a dizziness in front of his eyes in a moment's urgency, he couldn't help but stumble and half lean on the arms of Ifthar, his heart couldn't help but be anxious, the other party was obviously prepared, and even he suspected that the other party was counting the time when he was sick and weak, so he deliberately dispatched, you must know that as long as the citizens who have lived in Mohenjo Daro for several years know that their city lord's body is made of glass, on the surface it looks brilliant, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed, and every autumn and winter when the seasons change, there is a period of time when you can't see the city lord at the big gathering.

"Things haven't gotten that bad." Yvtehar never despised any enemy, and in the depths of his memory he paid a bloody price for such a proud affection, and some mistakes were good if they were made once.

"It's me who ignores the Aryans." Ah Zhai let himself lean on the warm arms of his lover, a little frustrated, God knows that this god Ma Aryan in the plot has never appeared at all, and his vision is mainly close to his geographical location on the fast-growing city of Harappa, the water of the Ganges River is a natural danger, even if they have superb shipbuilding technology, but in the memory of the slow-developing Aryans can not have such technology at all!

"A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and you see that you are not the only one who ignores them." Ifthar raised his hand and gently stroked his lover's back, his expression gentle, "No matter what the situation, you have to believe that we will be able to break through." ”