Mahad stroked the head of the beautiful woman sitting next to his knees, as if he were stroking a Persian cat, and watched as an Assasin assassin rushed up the wall on the battlements in the distance, and a rain of black arrows whistled at him, but they didn't hit.

The Assassin swooped down on the other side of the wall, blocking Mahad's view, judging by the screams that came from the city, victory would once again belong to Assasin.

"What is Amina up to?" Mahad's eyes were fixed on the wall in front of him, "Why did she start a war with the Ming Sect without the permission of the Vulture Nest?" ”

"Maybe your record inspired her to be overconfident in her own abilities, my lord." The attendant on the side said with a smile.

"Uh-huh......" Mahad dragged out a long voice and muttered for a moment, only to be suddenly broken by the squire's scream.

"My lord, the city gate is open, the city gate is open, and the Oriental man has succeeded!"

Mahad raised his head, but saw that the enemy flags on the city gate in the distance had been broken, and the huge gate gate was slowly rising, and countless Assasin soldiers were swarming in.

"Good!" He stood up, "You guys, lead the soldiers into the city, clean up the room that belongs to me, and tonight, I will celebrate our victory in the city of Qazvin." ”

The generals around him took the order, and Mahad sat down again and asked, "How is the battle of Kerman?" ”

The attendant hesitated slightly, but still said: "At the beginning, we won a few battles, but then the Ming Sect was in a Jedi and counterattacked, and several Treasure Tree Kings went to the battlefield, and the situation became unfavorable to us. ”

"Where did you go?" Mahad asked.

"This ...... It is currently in the Gurion area. ”

"This shit!" Mahad suddenly stood up in a rage. "I'm expanding the territory of the Assasins, and she's allowed the heretics to come close to our holy land! What about Tamir. Why didn't he look at her? ”

"Yes, yes......" the squire echoed his voice. Listening to his tone softened slightly, he looked at the open city gate in the distance and said, "She is still leaving, and we three magical Orientals have actually fought the war so unbearable." ”

"Presumptuous!" Mahad turned his head and grabbed his attendant by the collar and shouted, "No matter how much Amina is, she is also a servant of the true God, a prophet, and a sharp blade of Assasin. ”

He let go of his big hand. The attendant fell to his knees at once, pulled him by the calf, kept bowing his head and kissing his shoes, and apologized intermittently, and Mahad pursed his lips, pulled out a dagger made of gold from his waist, and handed it to the beautiful woman in front of him.

The beautiful woman with beautiful hair curiously took the magnificent dagger, held it in her hand and played with it for a while, dragging the gorgeous long skirt. Slowly standing up, he walked up to the squire, raised his hand and stabbed the squire in the chest, and the squire let out a terrifying scream. Then he collapsed in a pool of blood.

The attendants around them lowered their heads in fear, unable to take their eyes off the pool of blood for a long time.

The beautiful young woman knelt on the ground and offered a dagger to Mahad. Mahad picked up a piece of sheepskin and wiped the dagger clean. Pinching her pointed chin, he smiled, "As an assassin in the shadows, you have to be graceful and decisive. It's not okay to make a sound. ”

The beautiful woman nodded, watched him sit back in her seat, and sat limply on his lap as if she had no bones.

The servants quickly carried the corpse away, the blood stains were scrubbed clean, and as if it had never been born, a sect master of the assassination faction stepped forward with courage and said: "The north of Tabas is already in my hands, and in front of me is the lame Pamur Do you want to concentrate the forces of the rest of the place, especially an oriental like Qi, and put it in the hands of Amina...... ”

Mahad shook his head and said sarcastically, "Do you think those three stupid pigs can compare to a god warrior like Qi?" Amina, that stupid woman......"

After a moment's thought, he announced, "The city of Qazvin has fallen into my hands, and from now on, order the army to return, and we will go to the Vulture's Lair to celebrate our victory, and let our warriors drink and enjoy themselves, and by the way, solve the trouble caused by Amina!" ”

Everyone in the tent had been fighting for more than half a year, and they were already exhausted, and when they heard this, they all thundered with joy, and immediately shouted in unison: "Yes! ”

Mahad looked at the joyous scene in the tent, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered, "Anyway, that old fellow's day is almost coming." ”

A month later, when Mahad returned to the "eagle's nest" as a hero, the bells of the victory were ringing for a long time, the mountains were thundering, and all cheered for his immortal exploits, and along the way, flowers were everywhere and beautiful women were lined up, as if to welcome a king who had returned triumphantly.

Mahad rode on his horse and looked at the several assassins, the Mystical Sect, and the messengers of the preacher in front of him, and they all humbly greeted him, and his heart couldn't help but be very proud.

He jumped off his horse and asked Tamir, "What about Amina, why didn't she come to me?" ”

Tamir shook his head slightly: "She's fighting with the Ming Sect. ”

Mahad said angrily: "Why fight on two fronts, why don't you stop her?" What about Abraham? Why didn't he come? ”

Tamir sighed slightly and said, "The power of the Ming Sect is very strong, but Amina alone cannot resist it, so Abraham must be with her. ”

Mahad glanced at the old Tamir and said, "He has long been deceived by that woman, stupid preacher. With that, he led his men to the highest peak of the Vulten's Nest, the place that had belonged to the chief preacher, and received the blessings of the messengers from the various bases.

He had already laid down a territory for the Assasin faction that had not existed for hundreds of years, and naturally had the right to sit in his rightful position, and the other messengers also felt that it was natural, after all, this generation of mountain elders had not had a vast territory, so they had always guarded the position of chief preacher by themselves, and did not call themselves Sheikh (king), and now Mahad had such a merit and re-established the dynasty with Mahad as the chief preacher. It's already a matter of course.

During the night, Mahad summoned Yester.

"How's your temptation? Is he loyal to me? Mahad asked eagerly.

"By the grace of the true God. He has no second heart for adults. Yester bowed humbly to Mahad.

"What about his martial arts? Have you mastered the martial arts of my faction? ”

"Yes, his swordsmanship is like a shooting star. All twelve of the dead soldiers we sent were killed by him with a single move. ”

Mahad relieved himself slightly, then straightened up and asked, "What about his assassination technique?" What do you think? ”

"Silent, erratic, treacherous, and unusually treacherous, he can be called the strongest shadow warrior in more than a hundred years since Altaïr."

Only then did Mahad tilt his head, leaning heavily on the back of his chair, and then couldn't help but sneer: "It's just a bad old man......"

Qi Yufeng walked out of Mahad's room, taking with him the two short swords that had absorbed countless souls, and he was wearing the one he wore more than a hundred years ago. The armor of the strongest warriors of the Assasin faction was silent, as if it were a ghost.

Mahad held the teacup and stared at the direction of Qi Yufeng's departure for a long time, he was motionless, there was not the slightest sound in his ears, for a long time, there seemed to be a noise in the silent night, terrifying. A cacophony of noise, and then the sound disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never been born.

Mahad blinked, not knowing how much time had passed. On such a silent night, the sky was as black as ink, and I couldn't see my fingers. For an Assassin, this is the most natural protective color. But in Mahad's heart, there was a hint of coldness.

He grew up in the fortress of Assasin. His astonishing prowess allowed him to rise through the ranks of the Order, second only to the Old Man of the Mountain, where he was calm, focused, humble, diligent in thinking, and possessed astonishing patience and intelligence, all of which he fully developed under the guidance of his mentor Lagarde, making him an excellent high-ranking assassin.

But now, I'm old......

Mahad turned his head and sighed at himself in the mirror, because of his age, he became more and more impetuous, arrogant, impatient, and even a little arbitrary, even Amina a little girl could not control it......

Wait, why did I suddenly sigh with emotion?

Mahad suddenly came to his senses as if he had been doused with cold water.

He carefully thought about his behavior in the past six months, and suddenly shuddered.

Why is my mind changing?

Why would I take the initiative to attack the territory of the White Horde?

Why have I suddenly become impetuous, restless, domineering and rude for most of the past six months?

I am an assassin in the shadows, and this qiē does not correspond to my creed, what is the reason for this......?

He stared at himself in the mirror whose eyes were getting clearer, and suddenly slowly opened his mouth and said, "Rose Trial......"

From that time on, I set a "sand charm" for those Orientals in the hourglass, which made them begin to bewilder, and then used Assasin's secret method to control them, and at the same time, I was also eroded by the drug, became impetuous and radical, and challenged the dignity of the "lame" Timur regardless of the consequences, and only now has I finally been liberated from the control of the drug.

If he retaliates, then the Assasin faction......

Mahad shuddered suddenly......

He was suddenly surrounded by a kind of terror, and the qiē around him was replaced by an empty reverberation, a dead silence.

"Hashf!" He kept calling out to his servants, but there was no response.

Qi ...... Are you back? He didn't know how long it had been, but he knew that if Qi succeeded, it would be early to return.

He's gone, where has he gone? What exactly was born? Has he already ......

Suddenly, except for a white shadow in front of his eyes, he barely recognized it, and finally recognized the old figure.

"Mentor!" Mahad fell to his knees.

The old man on the opposite side was hunched at the waist, his beard was white, his face was full of wrinkles, and only a pair of clear eyes were as clear as crystal, sparkling, as if he were a young man.

"Mahad, you betrayed me."

Mahad was no longer silent at this point, and he knelt on the ground, his heart full of pain, torment, and grief.

A smile appeared on the old man's face: "I'll let you die as an assassin, do it." With that, he drew a long sword from his waist, the body as dark as the moonlight, but full of power, the blade of which was like the wings of an eagle, and the sword like the head of an eagle. (To be continued!)

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