Chapter Ninety-Nine: The White Horse of the West Wind

After the last opera performance, the response was very good, and the theater was suddenly full of popularity, and many tricky old spectators also heard the wind and wanted to experience it.

It's a pity that Lorain Hill didn't go to the next few times, and the effect of the show was average, which disappointed these guests with high expectations, and for a while the reputation of this theater collapsed.

The theater owner was in a hurry, looking for the reason, and finally learned from Lan Lier that the girl in the hood was a new student of Madame Filia, and it was precisely because of her presence that the appearance of the opera was greatly improved, and it had a qualitative effect.

It's a pity that this mysterious girl has never appeared again.

The theater owner promised Lan Lier that if the girl was invited to appear again, he would be given 8 extraordinary gold coins each time, which was about 80,000 yuan.

"I'm not so easy to buy, she's a good friend of mine." Lan Li'er replied, waved her finger, and continued.

"So, we have to add money." She said righteously.

"Good!"

The boss continues to add 12 extraordinary gold coins per game, you must know that inviting a famous singer to hold a concert is only 100 gold coins, which is a very high price, and this is just a behind-the-scenes singing.

"Deal~"

In this way, Lan Lier suggested that Loren Hill go to the theater to perform a few more times, adapt a few more times, and not be nervous about officially appearing on stage in the future.

Lady Filia also agreed, although Loraine Hill's shy appearance was cute, but she still hoped that she could stand on a bigger stage and show herself.

As for Lorain Hill himself, because this period of time has put the Chamber of Commerce on the right track, the handling of many things has also formed a mature way of coping, and the workload is much less than before.

So she readily agreed, on the one hand, singing is really interesting, and on the other hand, she is very curious about the Amenas Academy and wants to go there later.

It is said that the head of the academy is a great witch, the witch of the Book of Seals, Si Ye.

On the other hand, under the leadership of Mei Lu, the Helis Chamber of Commerce also began to learn from Loren Hill's internal reforms, optimize the structure and process, increase some low-level welfare guarantees, and set up awards to encourage the research and development of new products.

As for the two families of Aniemiy and Nissos, business has not been doing well lately. The former was due to a sharp drop in the demand for jewelry and gemstones purchased by the war-torn aristocracy, and the latter was due to the collapse of word of mouth due to the poisoned liquor incident.

The Tisiphone's family made a fortune in the war, and the production of various weapons worked overtime to sell them to the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, which were constantly nervous.

Under these circumstances, Anemia and Nyssos had to move closer to the Tisiphone, which was originally an equal three, but now gradually began to be led by Tisiphone.

Based on the current chaos, it is estimated that this situation will continue for a long, long time.

The Nissos fleet, which was said to have been used to buy rare raw materials for sake brewing, has also returned, and the cabin is more low-key than usual, and the cabin is extremely heavy. When unloading the goods on the dock, a very small number of sharp-eyed people found that the wooden boxes were not filled with fruits and cereals, but unknown items wrapped in thick oil paper.

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A few days later, the news that the rebels of Zephyr had broken through the Knights of Lightning was like a boulder smashed into the water, splashing a huge wave.

For a time, there was talk of this rebel army everywhere in the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, and with this huge wave-like momentum, the territory of the west wind revolted and became independent, and the originally relatively stable area was also surging, and conflicts broke out one after another, making the already unsustainable west wind even worse.

The flames of the prairie have become a success, and the communication within the kingdom between the mountains and rivers, the fields, and the kingdom has almost all been cut off, and the nobles who used to be flying and domineering can only cower in their castles at this moment, anxiously holding on and waiting, waiting for tomorrow that they don't know.

The thunderous Knights of Lightning have all failed, is there anything left for Zephyr to rely on?

There are still some, and there are also the former West Wind White Horse.

The founder of the Kingdom of Zephyr, Roland, is the prince of the White Horse tribe.

This herdsman clan on the grassland is extremely good at raising horses, and when Roland got up, he led these warriors on white horses to fight in the north and south, and laid down a country.

If it weren't for the rapid rise of Cangcui, the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua might have been unified long ago, instead of now, Zephyr only existed as the leader of the alliance.

After the establishment of the kingdom of Zephyr, most of these warriors became the nobles of the kingdom, but some remained in the grassland, and Roland granted them permission to use the white horse banner as a sign of glory and valor.

In addition, in the early years, the Thunder tribe guarding the Chaos Vortex had no cavalry, and later Aear married the daughter of the previous patriarch and became the new leader, known as the 'Sword of Thunder', and it was Roland who helped him cultivate the original sequence 3 Thunder Light War Horse, after which he was able to establish the Knights of Lightning and make a covenant between Wind and Thunder.

Now the thunder light is at a curtain, and only the west wind and white horse remain.

In the face of all difficulties, the royal family of Zephyr had to turn to the side branch of the ancestors, the white horse tribe on the grassland.

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"Father, I don't agree!" A young man in a leather robe stood up with an agitated expression.

"Why do they live in a palatial palace, enjoy all the glory, and are extremely poor and luxurious, but now when they encounter a crisis of life and death, they want us to protect them with our lives!"

"Sit down, Darren." A middle-aged man sitting at the top raised his hand, and his voice was thick and unquestionable.

The young man sat down with some reluctance and listened to the patriarch continue.

"The west wind and we are from the same source, and it is also their ability to lay down this mountain and river back then, so there is nothing to be jealous of."

"Back then, Roland, the king of the west wind, granted the White Horse clan never to pay taxes, and in order to strengthen the bond, each generation would ask us to recommend a girl of appropriate age to marry into the palace, and both parties have always been in-laws."

"Every time there is a festival, the royal family of Zephyr will have corresponding rewards and gifts."

"Even for the admission quota of Emenas Academy, the Favonius Royal Family will take extra care of our family and divide it more."

"If it weren't for that, Darren, you wouldn't even be able to enroll in school with your qualifications."

"Everyone's undeniable."

The leaders of the White Horse Clan, who sat down, were originally a little excited, but now they were silent, because this was indeed an irrefutable fact.

The White Horse Patriarch's gaze slowly swept over the people who were doing it, and continued.

"I know that people may still feel a little unfair in their hearts."

"But it's not unfair now."

"You won't be naïve enough to think that after the west wind breaks, we can still herd our horses here safely."

"Whether it is those rebel armies, or the surrounding other countries, in their eyes, we and the Favonius royal family are originally one."

"The west wind enjoys the glory, and we follow the light, and the west wind commits sins, and we will also be recorded."

"It's hard to separate from each other, so .....," he paused for a moment, then continued.

"Even if we know that what is in front of us is bitter and poisonous wine, we can only drink it in amazement."

"Victory or defeat, we must repay these centuries of grace with blood and swords, in the name of the white horse!"

"That's our destiny."

Speaking of this, his tone slowly slowed down, and the people below also lowered their heads gloomily, no longer resisting.

"Now, let's gather the warriors."

"Yes!"

The leaders of the seats said yes in unison, and then got up and left the tent.

Flags fluttered, white horses galloped, and tens of thousands of warriors began to embark on a journey to the death.