Van der Sar wanted to slap that scumbag captain to death in his heart, but reason told him that if he provoked such a powerful son, the rest of his life would be the same tragedy as the first half of his life, so he decided to take a risk. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Experienced soon found an excellent position to attack, which could greatly increase the likelihood of killing his opponent himself.

He quickly moved there, holding his breath as he prepared to deliver the fatal blow.

Closer! Closer! He could even see the gas ejected from the other man's breath, crystallized in the cold air.

Time seemed to freeze at that point, and he could no longer hear the shouts of the Vigians, the ridicule of the captain, and he had put all his strength, his heart, and even his anger at the captain into this shot.

This shot played his highest level in more than 20 years, and by chance this shot was already a long time ago, and after this time, it could never be used again.

This shot blocked the entire route, and his opponent had no way to avoid it, so he could only wait on horseback to die, as if seeing the fear of the other party, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, however, he stopped smiling, for he could not get the shot, and he felt only a cramping pain in his chest—the tip of a short knife came out of his chest, and when Uncle Kugit had just run back with the reins, he had caused the Virgians around him to flee, and he had been hiding by the side of a merchant wagon near the inner wall of the city gate, waiting for the uncle to be able to get on his horse when he rushed back.

It turned out that he found the man who had just stabbed the uncle - this time he wanted to do it again.

He didn't dare to make any moves, and his heart was constantly struggling, but in the end, he took advantage of the other party's blow - and when he was the least alert to the things around him, he stabbed his knife hard into the opponent's back.

It is estimated that Van der Sar never imagined that his tragic life would end at the hands of a helpless young man.

"Zar Chi Vulti Agur Uruzdak" is the full name of Nayan Aguer.

Just like the Mongols - of course, no one here knows what a Mongol is except the boy who crossed over a few days ago - and the Kugit put their surnames at the top of their names, their real names in the middle, and their tribe names at the end.

Nayan is the honorific title of the Kujit people towards people with high social status.

Agul was raised in the Zar Chi Vulti family, a huge family that shone in Kugit history, although he also had a portion of the inheritance as his youngest son.

However, it does not have the right to inherit the family center, Uruzdak Fort, although in the eyes of people on the mainland, Uruzdak Fort is only a castle-level city, and Halma, the territory of Aguel, is a town-level city, and it seems that Halma is many times better than Uruzdak.

But Fort Uruzdak was the center of the entire family-led tribe - the earliest birthplace of the Southern Kugit people.

Whoever has this fort will obey the Uruzdaq tribesmen throughout South Kujit.

Thirty percent of the population of the famous two large cities in the south of Kugit are made up of Uruzdak, so it can be said that with the Fort of Uruzdak, there is the whole of South Kugit.

Agull is his father's youngest son, and since he was a child, he has always wanted to take the place of his eldest brother Nayan Umuda.

He knew that the only person who had the power to help him into this position was more powerful than Ummuda, and there was only one such person in Kugit, and that was Saiga Khan.

So he constantly wanted to prove his worth to the Khan, and under his many years of rule, Harma had surpassed Rana to become the first important town in Southern Kujit.

Ten years ago, in the war of the Khanate against Vigia and the Sultanate, he also had a significant military exploit. But...... Thinking of the man in the black robe, he couldn't get angry...... Dear Lord Nayan,

First of all, I would like to inform you that we have successfully completed the task you assigned to us - to infiltrate the border between Swadia and Vigia, to plunder a small number of villages, and to stir up contradictions between the two countries. It is expected that in five to ten days, the Swadias will find that their village has been destroyed.

Secondly, I need to inform you that there was some accident on our way back, and there seems to be some problem with your source of information, and that His Excellency Maligaboe, with whom we had an agreement, had been transferred back a week earlier, and that his territory, Zhiwache, was to be in charge of defending against the invading Nords, and that General Vicia, who was now stationed at Fort Sagichester, did not seem to be impressed by money. He reported everything we had passed through the checkpoint. Just a few days ago, the Virginia side sent an emissary who needed our explanation.

In addition, I would like to tell you the good news that we have found a young man who claims to be a wizard in a village in Svadia, and his subordinates have investigated and it seems that the evidence is true, so we have brought him back.

-- Your Mask General Gustav respects

He picked up the pen and paper that he had prepared for a long time from the table, and after a little hesitation, he wrote:

Dear Gustav,

Your mission was done very well, and although there was a slight flaw in the end, I was soon able to put the bad effects of this matter right away through our hidden powers.

He wrote this, his brows furrowed slightly, in fact, it was not easy to eliminate the influence of such a big thing.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door from outside the house, "My lord, letter from the north." ”

Agull suddenly had a bad premonition, "Come in." ”

The servant respectfully placed the letter in front of Agull and stepped back again.

Agull sweated slightly on his forehead, but he still stopped the terrible speculation in his heart and opened the letter: As the clerk of the Khan's account, I regret that I have two bad news to bring to you.

First, it seems that your secret operation in the west is no longer a secret, and one of your political enemies has discovered it and informed His Majesty the Khan. Your Majesty is furious, and I hope you can explain this. If it is just this matter, I am afraid that it will not damage your noble status.

But, secondly, the Virgia side reacted violently to your actions, although I do not know what your men are doing in Virgia. However, the Vigia side went so far as to send troops to surround the Eastern Sageicher, where the situation was already precarious, and the Eastern Sagiche could fall at any time.

As you know, Fort Sajiche has always been a weakness of His Majesty, and ten years ago, the Khanate lost Sisagiche and had already made His Majesty forbid people in the Khanate to discuss this matter in public places. If this event deprives the Khanate of the entire Sajiche Fort, perhaps the Khan will deprive you of your status and identity, you and your men will be completely exposed to the noses of your political enemies.

My lord, you have been kind to me, and I can't help but repay it, but this time I really can't do anything. The only advice I can give you is to quickly gather men and keep the East Sagiche, and then the Khan will definitely deal you with a light punishment.

-- Your eternal friend, clerk, Willes finished reading the letter, and Agull fell into his seat as if he had lost his soul, never before in the first half of his life had he been hit so hard, and this time his opponent seized him by the handle and knocked him out at once.

He muttered, "How can this be... It must not be a coincidence that the news is lost, the internal should be transferred, the report to the khan, and the army is besieging, and someone is pushing this. Who has such energy, could it be that the eldest brother has already sensed my thoughts and is ready to do something to me?" he wandered as he guessed the identity of the political enemy, his gaze gradually becoming firm as he moved to a large portrait in the study.

"Father!" he said to himself, "what's wrong with me, have you forgotten what my father expects of me?" ”

"Someone, bring General Patrick, I'll summon him. ”

The reason why I used a petition is because this general Patrick is the general left to him by his father who experienced the great battle thirty years ago - the general under the Great Khan of Gerak, this war veteran is now nearly seventy years old, but from his character and the deeds that can still command the army, you can still see the grandeur of the year. Before Zhang Yang could get out of the guilt of killing someone, he was pulled by the uncle to the galloping horse.

"Hey, young man, you did a good job!" said the uncle, with some palpitations

"I was careless just now, I was almost killed by a Virgian recruit, what a damn Virginian, there's such a perverted person among the recruits. Hey, you kid saved my life."

The speed of the horse was very fast, and in an instant it ran some distance through the city gate and ran towards the interior of the city. As long as they reached the walls on the side of the Kujits, they were safe.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang seems to feel a lot better, and the burden after killing people has also been weakened a lot -- after all, he killed people to save his own people, isn't it, and what does it matter what kind of identity the dead guy is, what kind of life he has? In the 21 st century, because of the importance paid to human rights, many police (harmonious) inspectors will only feel guilty after shooting and killing the bandits, but here, either you die or I die -- the cruelty of war, the law of survival of the fittest, who will pay attention to the human rights of the enemy? This is also the reason why the folk customs here are very fierce. Zhang Yang seems to be gradually integrating into and accepting this troubled world.

"I said, uncle, if you hadn't come back at the risk, nothing would have happened after that. He was still very grateful to this Uncle Kujitt, and those who were on the verge of death knew how precious life was.

"Adventure?" the uncle sneered, and the reins flicked back and struck the horse's buttocks, causing the horse to run faster.

"Hey, be careful, you almost hit me. ”

"Ha, this is punishment for not respecting the honor of a soldier. "The early morning mist hangs over the Interrupted Mountains, making the majestic peaks seem a little ethereal.

Zhang Yang recalled the experience of these days, it was like a dream, first crossing to this continent that he had never heard of before (pig's feet had never played riding and chopping), and then he was almost burned to death as a wizard, and then someone took a fancy to his wizard identity and wanted to take him away, and killed people on the way.

It is estimated that if he suddenly returns to his original place and tells others these things, others will definitely think that he is suffering from paranoia.

Tighten the thin clothes on his body - it was early in the morning, and it was still very cold outside - let alone on the balcony of the castle.

Four days earlier, he had successfully run to the territory of the East Sagiche-Kujit people with his uncle, who later learned that Kugit rider named Ganlan Umuza Uruzdak, had successfully run to the territory of the East Sagiche-Kujit people, and had a round with the masked man.

The general who guarded the town seemed to be very respectful to the masked man, and invited them to live in the castle of the city lord in the eastern city. They planned to leave the place after a few days of recuperation and head to their final destination, Halma.

Hey, boy" is the voice of Uncle Wumuza, this Kugit man has heard his name, he feels very weird, and it is difficult to pronounce, so he has been calling Zhang Yang "boy", after a few days of getting along, the two have become very familiar, so Zhang Yang feels that this name is very close.

"You know there's something wrong!"

"Don't be surprised, what's wrong? Did the Virginians call?" Zhang Yang was very speechless every time he was very speechless about his uncle's hobby of bragging and showing off his "knowledge" everywhere, and this time he simply laughed at him.

"The Virgians are really coming!"

"What? are you serious?" Zhang Yang was stunned, Virgia and Kugit had maintained peace for ten years, how could they say that the fight would start without a hint?

"There's news that the Virgians are besieging the city!, just to avoid panic, and the news hasn't gotten out yet," he said, gesturing to the bustling crowd outside. The outside of the City Lord's Mansion was already plastered with emergency conscription orders - the defenders of this place were too few, only more than two hundred, and they were all the most ordinary Kujit people.

His Excellency General Mask has just ordered me to go out to recruit mercenaries, and I'm thinking I'll have to tell you what's going on before I go, so you can be prepared. Okay, I'm leaving. He turned and was about to leave.

"Wait, I'll go too. Zhang Yang hurriedly stopped him, he hadn't been out for so many days - the masked man said it was for his safety. The situation is so chaotic now, the masked man can't control him so far.

"Okay. The uncle shrugged, "Then let's go." "As the head of a mercenary group, Langret naturally has his news channels, and when the city was first besieged, he got the news as soon as possible. In his experience, someone was going to come to him soon.

"Knock--" was the sound of a knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked"

Entered, a middle-aged man dressed as a Kugit rider and a young man, looked at the pair with some surprise, and then said, "Two gentlemen, what commission do you have?"

"We need to put your men in the garrison for the time being. The middle-aged man spoke.

"Oh, I think you can explain, don't tell me you don't know, even I have been told that this city is besieged and precarious, and that you want me and my forty brothers to die with you in vain by joining the garrison.

We are free mercenaries, not you Kujit mercenaries, and I have the right to refuse your commission. He said as he gauged the reactions of the other two. Seeing that they had nothing superfluous on their faces, it felt like their plan had failed.

"I know, you're a mercenary, and as long as you're a mercenary, you can be bought with money, right?" the young man spoke, and then, the middle-aged man offered a bid, "I've investigated your abilities, three hundred dinars, and that's the highest price I can give." ”