Chapter 8 The Amman Convoy Departs

Watching Apocalypse roar and watch him and his high-spirited army go out of the city, Amman couldn't help but sigh at this guy's levelmax's ability to fight chickens. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info As a boss should have the self-cultivation, you need to be ready to use the language of the second year to inspire your subordinates, such a shameful thing Amman feels that he should not be able to do it for the rest of his life.

With the ancient Egyptian rites of honor and humility witnessing this grand departure ceremony, Amman was about to prepare for the mission assigned to him by the Apocalypse.

"Oracle of Horus." A carriage stopped in front of Amman, it was the kingdom of Visil Ahmad, who was also involved in the send-off: "I am about to return home, if you want to go back to the palace, please let me give you a ride." ”

This is the head of the kingdom after the apocalypse leaves, and Amman is thinking about how to find a dynasty minister with experience and resources to discuss the construction of a new royal capital, and it is only good for Ahmad to invite him to accompany him.

After all, although he is a divine envoy, his strength is extraordinary, and his status is more respectful, there is no doubt that these bureaucrats are more comfortable than him in worldly affairs.

So Amman got into the carriage with a simple and polite word.

Under the Apocalypse Dynasty, the bureaucrats are very different from the extraordinary people like Amman who are involved with the gods, even if it is Visil and the oracle, there is a big gap, after all, one is a secular official, and for the Apocalypse, it is okay to change anyone at will, and the other is a mutant, and the Apocalypse regards him as a brother and compatriot. Therefore, Ahmad was also a little surprised that Amman accepted his invitation, and after raising his right hand to signal the coachman to drive forward, he kept a distance from Amman as close as possible and said: "I heard that Pharaoh intends to build a new royal capital in the lower reaches of the Great River, and you are the person appointed by Pharaoh to be in charge of this matter. Although the god Horus is omnipotent and has given you great power, it is a bit too hard to take care of such mundane tasks. If you have a place where you need it, please give me the opportunity to do my mortal heart before the god Horus. ”

Amman glanced at him, and saw the sincere and humble expression of the prime minister of the kingdom, and even though he did not like the tactfulness of such a politician, he had to sigh that he was well-informed and lively.

He must have received the news of the Apocalypse Order, and saw that Amman would inevitably have to rely on earthly forces because he could not use his own powers, so he took the initiative to sell it to Amman.

As Visir, there is a way to know the latest developments of the Apocalypse, which is nothing, but the news is so quick and well-informed that the inquiry is so detailed that the Apocalypse understands all the strange requirements of Amman, it is not easy.

But of course this is a good thing for Amman, who is simply dozing off and someone comes to deliver a pillow: "Since you have asked sincerely, then I, uh, will help you fulfill your wish to be loyal to the god of Horus." ”

Amman coughed and said, "Pharaoh did put me in charge of the construction of the new royal capital and the second tower of the sun, but he did not allow me to do it myself, so if Visil can provide me with an army of five thousand, enough overseers, and a group of experienced officials, I will say a few kind words for you in front of the Patronus." ”

"Five thousand?" Ahmad almost didn't pop his eyes out.

"Huh? Is it too little? The more the merrier, as much as Visil can give. Amman had never had such a similar experience, of course he didn't know anything about such a large-scale project, 5,000 people was just a number he had reported blindly, and when he saw Ahmad's reaction, he immediately knew that he must have said too much, but this guy was really thick-skinned enough to dare to ask Ahmad for another person.

I saw that Lord Visir, who was below the six people in ancient Egypt and above ten thousand, said with a bitter face: "Divine envoy, five thousand people is too many, I dare not transfer it, and now the kingdom really can't take it out, how about I levy five hundred people from each city, and then draw one hundred and fifty people from the royal army guarding the palace?" ”

"Wang Jun, you take it out? What if something happens to the capital and the royal palace? "Amman was really surprised, this product is a little too willing to let go.

"The royal army is the most elite warrior, and it doesn't matter if there are fewer than a thousand, and there is also Lord Shreif in the city, so it can be guaranteed." Ahmad took the lead in analyzing a wave, and then said with a sincere smile, "Actually, I am also a little selfish, after all, Tvosila is the first time to travel far away, although there is a god by your side, but it is always good to take more care and run more errands for long distances." ”

Depend on! It turned out to be here in a big circle.

Amman also thought that although he did have the capital to be stampered by Ahmad, he was not so high-standard, but he didn't expect that this guy was a thief. The old man who thinks of being a messenger of God.

"I'm a Titan, why am I so expected? Sure enough, in addition to relying on self-struggle, a person's marriage also has to consider the course of history. Amman complained in his heart as he replied to Ahmad, "Don't worry about Tvosla's affairs with me in Visir, but Pharaoh's task is the key, I don't know how soon Visil will be able to prepare?" ”

Since Ahmad sold it like this, he was not unintentional about Tevosla, and Amman didn't squirm much, but still gave Ahmad a guarantee, and then asked him for the latest deadline.

Ahmad knew that the oracle in front of him often did not play according to the routine, and he was quite satisfied with such a reply, so he did not dwell on it, and made a promise to Amman: "Within a week, the oracle can set off." ”

"Okay, then I'll wait for news from Visir." At this time, the carriage had also arrived in front of the palace, and Ahmad could not enter it easily, so the two men who had finished talking about the matter just took their own leave. Amman flew away, and Ahmad returned home.

The rest of the time passed quickly, except for the fact that Ipt and Mahmoud went to the so-called Sun Tower of the Apocalypse to make final preparations, there was nothing noteworthy for the king, and Amman, who had been staying in the palace, relied on the wisdom of Al-Mansur and the vision of the knowledge of the afterlife, and searched all the materials of the dynasty, and in a few days amazingly completed the planned codex. After five days, Ahmad finally sent someone to inform Amman that it was ready to leave this morning.

"I told you, you don't have to bring anything." In the palace of the messenger of Horus, the palace owner looked at his headless butler and looked at the sky depressed.

As the daughter of Visir, Tvosla's intellectual vision is not weaker than that of some ministers, and when it comes to understanding ancient Egypt and this era, she is thrown out of the eighteen streets of Amman, as long as she begins to untie some old customs and stereotypes, she can show the intelligent and independent personality that makes Amman happy, similar to the smart and independent personality of later women, but he didn't expect that it was this guy who usually arranged for Amman in an orderly manner, and even began to be a little flustered in the face of his first trip away from home.

"Can you carry so much dry food?"

"Why do you bring fruit with you? You don't want to quench your thirst in the desert, do you? ”

"You don't want to be exposed and change to a water bladder, the people below are more experienced than you, they have already been prepared, and besides, this divine envoy can make water at any time."

The confused Tworthla was so busy that Amman was going to nag Amman for almost every move. Finally, seeing that Teversra had hidden the golden dagger in the temple, Amman completely collapsed: "What are you carrying a dagger for?" Please, are you on the road with an oracle and give some face? ”

Looking at the dagger with a combat value equal to about zero, Amman couldn't help but add: "Even if you want to protect yourself, don't take a fruit knife." ”

Being complained about by Amman one after another, Twarosla's face finally turned red, and then glared: "Who said I want to protect myself?" Such a big piece of gold, I threw it to the bad guy and begged him to spare his life? ”

Amman was speechless, but fortunately, Twarthra's panic about the long trip that he might not return for three years slowly subsided, and he began to organize his belongings clearly.

Then she brought a bunch of clothes and toiletries.

Along with Amman, the team composed of soldiers, officials, etc., who would assist him in the construction of the royal capital was already waiting outside the city, Amman looked at Tevosra and the two big packages beside her, breathed a sigh of relief, and then excitedly said: "Go!" ”

He and Tvosla, as well as sorted out the luggage, took to the skies!

ps: [Why one door. Mind is a sensitive word (Nick Young question mark)]