"Let me try my skills as a steppe warrior," Lorna said in a loud voice to the man in Kujitt.

The Kugit man was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Then listen to you, beautiful girl"

The knife and the sword began to fight, the characteristics of the handguard sword are that its length and weight are between the one-handed sword and the two-handed sword, and it can be used with both hands and is within the range that one hand can bear, so the girl's attack moves can have many sudden changes, but the nomad has a hand with more changes in the oriental knife technique, although the nomadic scimitar is full of rust, and the steel is not very good, but after a few hard fights, Lorna feels that the strength has suffered.

This guy is really good

"Ahh

The Kugit struck as soon as he stepped back to stabilize himself, this time using a scimitar to deliver a lunge. The girl avoided the blow very skillfully, and swung the sword sideways to attack, but the man quickly lowered his head, and let the sword miss at the last moment, and at the same time swung his left arm straight at the girl's face, Lorna did not expect him to fight back like this, and was surprised with a quick back jump, and the distance between the two was about five meters again.

The two sides once again put on a posture, and both of them had a trace of admiration in their hearts for this rare opponent.

Fatis looked at the dazzling hand-to-hand and the occasional dodge, and for a while he stayed there and saw God.

This time Lorna struck first, still in a stabbing stance, and the Kugit saw that it was another such move, and muttered in their hearts, so they used the old method and swung their scimitars to knock it off. Count on the next step back again to do a second round of counter-attacks.

But this time is different than the previous three times.

The gauntlet's sword was knocked to the ground.

But it was not so much shot down as its owner letting go. Only then did the Kugit realize that his opponent's stab did not leave any spare force, and his whole body moved forward with the force, not caring whether the attack of the blade could be or not, and in a flash, Lorna's elbow hit him straight in the chest, this move she had used once on Harris before, although it was not a special move to defeat the enemy. But that suffocation in the chest was enough to stiffen your opponent for a few seconds, and Lorna was waiting for that opportunity!

The right fist stands upright and takes the bridge of the man's nose -

"What !!"

The girl exclaimed, and Fatis saw that the nomadic knight had reached out and strangled Lorna's shoulders while leaning back with his entire body behind his elbows.

Only until this moment. Lorna realized she was really wrong.

She shouldn't have been naïve enough to play hand-to-hand combat with a Kugit master, these prairie people have a good ability to wrestle with one hand since childhood, and their whole body is particularly strong, and more importantly, they are very good at finding balance in combat. So the moment Lorna elbowed closely, the Kugit knew their chance had come. He was lucky enough to withstand the blow, then took advantage of the wrestling skills, locked his opponent's shoulders with both hands, and then stumbled with his right foot, throwing the girl to the ground without any suspense.

"Lorna" Fatis was shocked and thought that the Kugit would take the opportunity to kill the killer, but the man reached out and pulled Lorna up from the ground.

"I lost to you, valiant Kujits. The girl sincerely admitted defeat in his words.

The Kujiit man smiled: "Actually, I have already lost when you are willing to dismount and fight me fairly." ”

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Of course, my name is Bestur. Beautiful young lady now, I am your captive. ”

Halma City.

Saiga Khan stared at the robed Salander envoy in front of him. The man was slightly dark-skinned and wore a Salander-style turban. The King of the Steppe saw that the man was not dressed as a warrior, and according to the etiquette of these desert people, it was the military attache who delivered the paperwork to the belligerents, which showed that the Sultan of Hakim no longer regarded the Kujit as enemies.

The messenger to Zhivadin was also dispatched, and the Saga Khan felt that he had more cards in his hand.

"On behalf of the Sultan of al-Hakim, I bring peace to the king of the Kujits, the master of the steppes. ”

Although the words were very polite, the attitude of the messenger was not humble or unrelenting.

"The people of Kugit send their kind greetings to the great Sultan. "Saga Khan stood up and gave courtesy respect to the time of the Sultan of Hakim, but red tape was just a formality, and what was to be negotiated next was the key

Fatis sat by the fire in the room, and listened to Lorna and Besture communicate in Kugit, which he did not understand, and was very bored. Harris lay in bed, and there weren't as many steppe dwellers in the territory as there were compared to Alleyne, so his Kugit wouldn't be as familiar as he was, and even hot could understand every word of it.

Lorna asked the Kugit warrior about the origins of the nomads who had settled in Fesdena, and Bestur said that they were only displaced by the war with the Salanders, and that there was not much organization, including one or two tribal leaders. After some conversation, the girl roughly understood the crux of the matter—the group consisted of ordinary herdsmen, and the remaining half was part of the defeated army, and the other half was the local horse thieves who had been driven away. In addition to the large number of them, there is also considerable combat effectiveness.

"The Khan needs to concentrate on dealing with the Swadians who are approaching the city, and the Salandians who set fire to the backyard can only use a small militia to delay the attack, and we are forced to climb over the snowy mountains to reach this area. Besture pulled a wine bag from his waist, and Fatis glanced at it inadvertently, and felt a itch in his heart.

"The Kugit have caused many disasters to the people of the area they have visited. ”

"It's a bit barbaric, but it's also about survival. The steppe warriors listened to Lorna talk about the slaughter of Fesdena without the slightest concern.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's our people, don't say it so lightly. Harris's face changed when he heard a few of these words, and he yelled at him. This was followed by a violent cough.

Lorna looked at the frail Vikian nobleman: "Leave this matter to me, don't worry about it." ”

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"The world is ruled by the strong, and the strong are not responsible for all the actions of the weak. My family and the other family are feuding, and the blood debt of both sides has lasted for generations, and I was driven out by the local leader for the one who killed them," Besture said of this past with an irrepressible pride, "In fact, if it was me who was killed in that fight, what could I complain about, all of them spoke with strength." The weak will eventually be eliminated by the times, just like all the guys who died in my hands. ”

"That's why you lost to the Sultan of Harauth and Salander. ”

Hearing the girl say this, the Prairie Warrior was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"You may be right to say that. But the Kugit are not upset that they lost to the strong, the kings of Svadia and Salander are rare figures in the world, and there is no shame in the people of the steppe being conquered by them, but before that, those who have the backbone will do their best to resist. ”

Harris was dumbfounded. He felt completely incapable of understanding the Kujit mind.

"Have you ever wanted to be stronger?"

"The Kugit are always looking for the path of the strong. Lorna looked into Bestur's eyes. The fact that the other party was able to respond to her question with such a crisp answer shows that he has great confidence in his own people.

"A few decades ago, a powerful emperor for many years intensified his oppression of ethnic minorities in the south of the country, allowing tens of thousands of riches to flow to the heart of the empire," the girl said calmly, recounting a story, "and his close ministers reminded him that excessive oppression would lead him to revolt." And his answer is the same as your words today."

"Later, when several southern provinces rose up, how could the brave army of the empire be afraid of a group of untrained peasants. The rebellion was suppressed in less than half a month."

"The minister reminded him that he must be merciful to the people, but he chose to kill the people, and the heads of countless rebels fell under the executioner's axe."

"Today, the valleys of Djerkhara are full of black bear flags with green backgrounds, and the Swadias have lost their rich Rhodok forever, and finally defeated Rudaburg in the north and the herdsmen of Kugit in the east, and the glory of the Karad Empire no longer shines on the whole of Caladiya, but instead there is chaos and strife, which is nothing more than the overconfidence of a strong man. ”

Lorna looked up: "More than seventy years have passed since the first warning of the courtiers, and my grandfather's prophetic insight did not attract the attention of the previous king, and he himself chose a path of destruction, and finally broke his own dynasty, and my family was loyal to another king because of it. ”

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Ellen consulted with Magaliboye for a whole day about mobilizing reinforcements, but he could barely muster less than two hundred men, and some of the city guards had to be left behind to deal with the ubiquitous pirates in the surrounding area, Ellen tried to recruit troops from among the city's inhabitants, but the citizens who were accustomed to a peaceful life were reluctant to send them to their deaths, and in the end only ten men were hired, and there were a few caravan guards in the tavern who worked at their expense, and Ellen did not care whether he was in the middle or not, and was assigned to the army.

"It's a question of whether these guys can get to Fesdena safely. ”

"Don't worry about it, there's always a way" Jamila has been trying to give her companion ideas for the past few days, comforting his impatient heart. In fact, the uncle and sister who have been together for more than a month are trapped in the snow, and she is by no means less worried than Ellene.

At this time, an old man's voice suddenly came from downstairs, it was the old engineer in charge of the city defense project, who wanted to consult Magaliboye about the last stone problem. Hearing this voice, Alleyne was a little familiar, and quickly got up and walked out of the room.

"Mr. Yayatiman!"

The old man downstairs heard the Vigian's exclamation, looked up, and recognized it as the young man he had met last time in Kurau.

"Well, you are a friend or relative of Lord Magali, and I did not expect to see you in the castle here. Artiman was also amazed to see him.

"Actually, it's not a relative or friend" Looking at the old man dressed in luxurious clothes, Alleyne knew that his status in this city must not be low now, "I just have some things to solve with him" (to be continued......