The Assyrian dynasty was a dynasty that was extremely martial, and the new Babylon, which overthrew it and established a new empire, also inherited its culture, so he proposed to fight Ashur in the house, although some people will mumble that he is not self-sufficient, but people have a little more respect in the eyes of this thin young man.

Ashur was a natural warrior, he was born with divine powers and was quite talented in martial arts, he followed his father into battle at the age of eleven, and now this sixteen-year-old boy is already a young military achievement, and in the battle to capture Nineveh with his bravery and courage in the army, and now he is challenged by a tender priest in the temple!

Ah Zhai's martial arts were learned a long time ago, and although he has not forgotten them until now, he is weak after all, but he also knows that the martial arts of this world are more pure strength struggles, relying on strong physical elements to fight, and they are far inferior to later humans in terms of skill and cunning.

"Your Majesty, please allow me and General Ashur not to use our swords but to rely on our combat skills." The young man with a calm and somewhat indifferent expression smiled slightly, his face was more beautiful than many of the women in Babylon, and he stood there silently, and the sun fell on him, enveloping him in a brilliant curtain of light.

"Good!" Before he could reply, Ashur couldn't wait to agree, although he still despised the boy who looked as if he was about to be blown by a gust of wind, but he respected the boy who dared to challenge the strong.

The people around them quickly retreated to an open space large enough for the two of them to fight.

"Bang!" The fist slammed into the wind violently, and Ah Zhai slammed back to block.

Ashur's muscles were trained like iron, Ah Zhai only felt that his hand hurt badly when he smashed it, and after being hit several times, he gradually got back to his previous feeling, and Ah Zhai also found that with the turn of the world, what he had experienced and learned would not be forgotten because of time, but precipitated in his blood, which could make him pick it up lightly.

In the eyes of everyone, I saw that the boy who was originally like a crystal doll had an excellent fighting talent, from the beginning of the almost one-sided beating to the current two, his progress is simply visible to the naked eye.

"Throw in the towel?" A forceful Ashur threw the boy out of the way.

"Of course not!" Rolling lightly on the ground to unload the force, the young man rushed over again, and with the impact of the punch, he smashed straight towards Ashur's eyes, the young general returned to a gear, the two passed by, and a sharp elbow hit the opponent's waist, followed by a string of fists smashed over.

The young general had never seen such a way of borrowing strength, and there was a kind of dignified spirit in his moves, although he was also slowly absorbing new fighting methods in the hand-to-hand, but after all, he was not as flexible as the house but was brought to a hurry, and the two fell into a stalemate for a while.

"Okay, Jin, don't 'bully' Ashur." Elishya smiled slightly, and motioned for his disciple to come to his side, he was an old fox, and naturally understood that if the stalemate continued for a long time, he was afraid that his disciple would lose, so he decisively stopped, and then turned around and said to Napo Palasa with a smile, "I think this should prove Jin's talent in martial arts, and he can teach His Highness to be more flexible and flexible." ”

“…… Hum. "Napo Palasa was a very far-sighted monarch, and if at first he despised the skill of the otaku and thought it was not dignified, then in the competition between the two he had found that such a flexible way might be able to save the lives of more soldiers, at least on the battlefield, although he seemed to be a little off-road, "What can you teach Nebuchadnezzar?" ”

"What does Your Majesty want your majesty to teach your highness?" Ah Zhai smiled slightly, he had been with Elishya for a long time, and he had also learned how to pretend to be these gods.

"Your skills are useful, but in the end you are not right, but I have decided to let Nebuchadnezzar follow you, because he will eventually grow up and learn to discern more people with his own eyes." After a moment of silence, Napo Parasa dropped a sentence stiffly.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty will not let His Highness go crooked." Ah Zhai was silent for a moment and solemnly assured, he suddenly envied the child he had never met, for several lifetimes, he belonged to the lack of kinship, lack of parental relationship, only his brother could cherish it, and now he was only left with himself and his lover who didn't know if he could remember where he was.

"Hey, how did you work on your skills?" A group of people came and went, but left a small tail, Ashur smiled and came to Ah Zhai, if he said that he was completely contemptuous of this little bit before, then now he has palpitations, although he also feels as if the other party is a little tricky, but he keenly feels that maybe on the battlefield is not necessarily only face-to-face, maybe the way to fight is not necessarily face-to-face.

#论近朱则赤, the importance of black near ink#

#新世界的大门打开了#

#一颗青葱小树苗到一颗歪脖子树, please listen to the landlord's painful history of being pitted in those years#

"Teacher!" The young man who spoke was tall, his sea-blue eyes flashed with pleasure, he was dressed in armor, covered with sweat, but full of energy, and he strode forward, only making people feel that he saw the sun in spring, and there was a warm contagion.

"Your Highness." Ah Zhai looked at the fourteen-year-old but tall and sturdy boy in front of him, and his eyes were suddenly shocked.

"Teacher, long time no see!" The young man stepped forward and gave the young man a hug, the tip of his nose was the smell of sweat and blood rust, Ah Zhai was surprised to find that the young man in front of him had grown from a little fat man to a great man, his body was still a flexible and slender young man, but he had become a crown prince who could take charge of himself.

In eight years, he remembered that he had first become the teacher of the eldest son of the emperor after the draw with Ashur, who knew that the future king would be the little fat man named Oia (Eia) by himself, and it could be said that they were the people who got along the longest in the world, and he was with him in the court every day from sunrise to sunset.

He taught him mathematics because it helped him understand maps better. He taught him what he remembered, including the wars he had personally experienced, by example, because he knew that he would be the best king to come. He also taught him to draw, and he hoped that he would have a normal life in addition to being a king; He even taught his two companions, one was his later prime minister Ammar, and the other was his extremely important general Subia, who had experienced so many worlds and understood that he could not stay in each world for long, so he hoped that he could help Eya to dominate the overall situation as much as possible, because he understood that Elishya's thoughts were definitely not empty worries, and he was very sure that even if this was not the real time and space but this space, the projection of the main world in this world still occupied a large proportion.

"How's it going in the barracks?" Ataku withdrew from his disciple's embrace.

"We have conquered the lands south of Nineveh and have even fought against the Jewish state." The young man snuggled affectionately beside Ah Zhai, leaned his head on Ah Zhai's shoulder, and rubbed it around like a large dog.

"Are you hurt?" The two have been separated for more than a year, since the age of twelve, the child was thrown into the military camp by his father, to fight against the fleeing Assyrian nobles and other vassal states that refused to submit, Ah Zhai could not say that such a war was just or unjust, but he still believed that he was the black-haired and black-eyed Chinese man, whether he was cold-blooded, he never felt that there was anything wrong with the boy's behavior.

"Nope." The young man stared at his master with burning eyes, since when this person was reflected in his heart, he was like the sunshine of plants to himself, he admired him, and even fell in love with him, such emotions were like a raging flood, hitting the embankment in his heart again and again, churning and raging in his heart, but he could not express it, his father, the chief priest of the temple, the great general Ashur, the clerk Amal, and the major general Subia...... These people are respected elders, close friends and courtiers, and none of them will allow him to have such feelings for his teacher, but more because he is worried that the person in front of him will dislike his feelings, so he does not allow others in addition to the person in front of him to call him Ia, which is what he gave himself and belongs only between them.

"Take it off, show me your clothes." How can a house not understand the thoughts of the person in front of him after so many years, and there is definitely something wrong with such a quick answer.

“…… No, no. The boy's face flushed, and his sweetheart undressed him, and presented his strong body before him, which was the instinct of almost every male creature, alas, but it was not a sweet and sad torment for him.

"Are you still shy?" Although the whole of Babylon is a fairly enlightened country, because the current chief priest of the Maduk Temple, Elishya, is an ascetic and dignified person, the priests in the Maduk Temple are much stricter in their private lives, and they also affect the royal family and other noble children, so although they did not take the initiative to understand, Ah Zhai still knew that his disciple was still a boy chicken.

"Only, no!" The boy felt as if his ears were burning, and he was like Sherlock who had been stepped on by his tail, and his hair exploded at once.

The boy who took off his armor and shirt revealed a beautiful muscle, they were evenly spread on the bones, revealing extremely beautiful lines, this was a vigorous and healthy body, although it was daytime, the palace was still placed with night pearls, and the soft cold light sprinkled on the boy's honey-colored skin, like warm chocolate in winter, there was an amazing attraction.

Ah Zhai looked at the scars left on it seriously, and felt sour in his heart, saying that the scar is a man's medal, but this does not mean that there will be no bleeding and no pain, in the end, it is the person who has been raised by his side for many years, he slowly looked at it and raised his hand slightly and pressed it, although it was an old injury, he could still see the danger of the year, especially the knife across the spine on his back.

"I met someone this time." Seeing that the young man was low, the young man couldn't help but speak dryly, wanting to divert Ah Zhai's attention.