Julian didn't notice the danger coming, or he couldn't care about it anymore, the usurper he hated was on the throne of the palace, as Mu Lan said, there was only one winner in this game of thrones, and he had no chance to turn back.

The handsome blonde prince jumped neatly from his horse, drawing all eyes to him, and there was gratitude and reverence in these eyes.

Not only did His Royal Highness not expel the exiles, but he also provided them with food and shelter from the barbarian cavalry, which was a good thing that could never have been dreamed of.

These displaced people were all refugees from the north, but there were also a few residents of villages and towns near the royal capital, the former who had to become refugees because of the destruction of their homes, and the latter who were not residents of the occupied areas because of famine.

Wars are often accompanied by plagues, and the accumulation of corpses can easily lead to plague if they are not disposed of in a timely manner, and these germs-carrying rats flow to various villages and towns, and the diseases kill the lives of men and women, regardless of whether they are rich or low, leaving these areas empty, and the remaining people flee their homes and become homeless, and a large number of farmland is deserted, forming a vicious circle, and countless people die of starvation.

War, plague, famine, and death, these four horsemen joined forces to destroy Norswar into a human tragedy.

Julian looked at these yellow-faced and thin-skinned people, his mood was a little sad, it had been less than five years since he left the royal capital, and his homeland had become like this.

"Your Royal Highness!"

The woman in tattered linen clothes knelt down in front of Julian, trembling from nervousness.

Seeing that someone was blocking the way, the guards drew their long swords, Julian waved his hand to signal that he should not be impatient, and then looked at the woman with a gentle gaze.

"Is there anything you can do?"

The woman held back her crying, her gaze changed from cowardice to firmness, "I am a resident of Lower Valen, the barbarians killed my husband and son, and now my only relative is my father in the royal capital, but the regent ordered the city gate to be closed, I can't reunite with my father, you are kind, send mercy to let me reunite with my relatives!" ”

After the women finished speaking, the outcasts began to weep and their voices were mixed, many of them had come to seek refuge in the royal capital, they had been wandering in the wilderness for too long, witnessing the slaughter and destruction of the barbarians, and they were looking for a safe haven, and the high walls of the royal capital were the best place to go.

"I promise you." Julian said without hesitation, and he bent over the woman to support her, laughing at the look she didn't know whether to be frightened or flattered.

"As I said, I will protect all Norsvars, high and low, as long as they are my people."

The crowd erupted in cheers, they shouted His Royal Highness, and even the soldiers were encouraged, feeling that it was right to follow such a person.

"Tell the Regent's messenger." Julian said to his subordinates: "I can bring three hundred people into the city, but as a condition, these outcasts must also be released into the city, they are all the people of Northval, and he can't be too cold-blooded." ”

Julien's position at this time was in front of the main gate of the city of Saint-Dentier, and the wanderers returned here after the barbarian cavalry had disappeared, and set up improvised tents in front of the gate, and the soldiers of Willenburg organized the distribution of food to them, and after two days the spirits of these people were better, and they were no longer the weakness they had at the beginning.

The admiration of the people made Julian feel very good, and the tense mood that had been tense was relaxed, and at this moment, a man rushed out of the homeless people, and a sharp dagger stabbed Julian in the chest.

"Be careful!" Shi Zhengyang shouted.

"There are assassins!" The soldiers of Willenburg were also busy moving closer to Julian.

Julian's expression was astonished, the assassin was only two meters away from him, and he could already see the cold light on the blade.

There was a crisp sound of ping-pong, the dagger flew into the air, and Zhao Ziyu took the assassin's weapon away with a blow from his long sword, and the assassin turned around and wanted to run, but was surrounded by soldiers and then arrested on the spot.

The outcasts were relieved to find out that the Assassin had been captured and that His Royal Highness was safe.

"His Royal Highness the Prince is such a good person, what bastard bastard wants to assassinate him!"

"It must be those damned barbarians!"

"Is it possible that the regent? After all, he's ......."

"Shhhh ......”

“......”

Someone spat at the assassin who was tied up with five flowers, and everyone saw the thrilling scene just now, and their revered prince His Royal Highness was almost killed by this person, how could this be endured? At first, he was spitting and swearing, but then someone threw stones at him.

The assassin was pinned down by the soldiers, and Shi Zhengyang waved his hand, dragging him down before he was killed by the angry crowd.

The regent's messenger was trembling and half-kneeling, not even daring to look up at Julian's expression.

"Your Royal Highness the Second Prince! You trust me! This has nothing to do with the Regent, who has already set up a feast in the palace and is waiting for your arrival at the ceremony! ”

"He's a liar!" Some of the outcasts pointed at the messenger and shouted, "It must have been the despicable villain of the Lord Regent who had murdered the old king!" Now he still wants to murder our prince! ”

"The regent is too deceitful!" The soldier also became angry, "We defended the country and killed so many barbarians in the north, but I didn't expect to be feared by our own people!" Is His Royal Highness the Prince a man vying for power! He came back just for all of us, that old puppet is a sinister villain, and he only let us bring 300 people, he must be trying to secretly harm His Royal Highness the Prince! ”

"Don't forget that we in Willenburg have been struggling for so long, and the king has never supported a grain of rice!" Another soldier said: "That regent only knows about infighting, and he will play some intrigues, and the barbarians are not destroyed by us with real swords and guns!" ”

“......”

Looking around at the angry homeless people and soldiers, Mu Lan hooked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, while Lin Yiyi patted Zhao Ziyu's shoulder: "You were posing just now!" Have you been thinking about this shape for a long time! ”

"What!" Zhao Ziyu slapped Lin Yiyi's paws down, "I've always been so handsome, do you have an opinion." ”

"Cut!"

The assassination scene just now was naturally staged, and Mu Lan thought that if the dark blade was not stupid, he would definitely send someone to assassinate Julian, so that everything would end early, and the so-called "Yang Scheme" would be self-defeating.

Mu Lan took advantage of this psychology to make a move in advance and acted in front of everyone, not only making their dirty thoughts public, but also arousing everyone's sympathy by the way.

When the regent in the palace heard the news, he angrily smashed the precious ivory wine glass, and the ministers were silent and did not dare to speak.

"Let Julian hurry back to the royal capital, and don't let him toss anymore!"

The Regent's expression was gloomy, and there was murderous intent hidden in his blue eyes, "Before the situation stabilizes, if something happens to him again!" I will kill you and sacrifice to the gods. ”

The messenger covered the wound from the wine glass, and crawled out of the palace.

Song Yu narrowed his eyes, before Qiao Yi made a move, he directed and acted in a good play by himself, which he didn't expect, the desire to win in his heart was shouting, and he couldn't wait for the next game.