Now that the war in the north is over, we turn our attention to the south. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although the city of Aaron was destroyed, this battle was still a great victory for the Rhodoks. In this way, King Griffos, full of glory and jubilation, returned to the capital city of Djerkhala.

Naturally, the big man who returned to Djerkhara was not only King Griffos, but also His Majesty King Harlaus, who was of high status. As a preferential, the other captives could only walk on foot, while he could ride a lame horse into the city.

As the most noble king on the mainland, when he saw the gate of Djerkhala, his heart was also mixed. He had been looking forward to coming to the oldest city of Rhodoc for a long time, but not in the humiliating way of being a captive.

As for the other captive, Hammers, who almost escaped home, was a little rejoicing. Spotted by the Rhodok patrol, he was also chained to the line of prisoners, and his optimistic personality did not frustrate him for too long because he had fallen short, but rejoiced in the patrol leader's great mercy. They removed their weapons and took away their armor, but they still mercifully put themselves in the stinky Rhodoc robes, so that today they did not have to run naked in front of the whole city.

But soon, he realized how sinister the captain's intentions were. The Rhodok people are quite enthusiastic about the invaders, and as soon as they enter the city, all kinds of fruits and vegetables, eggs and drinks are greeted up, considering the climate of Rhodok, of course, they are all stinky. And Hammers, who is the little bit of green from Wanhong, is undoubtedly as conspicuous as the red in the bull's-eye of the arrow, and has become the main target of the enthusiastic crowd.

However, his hard life has only just begun. After the parade, he was thrown into a dungeon with twenty people. When he rubbed his waist and stood up, he found that the remaining nineteen people in the cell were all wearing red robes, and their eyes were full of hostility when they looked at him. Hammerston felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, and subconsciously covered his ass...

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At the same time, Jamila, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared in a meeting room in the castle of Djerkhara, followed by several Bloodblade Knights, as well as the former priest Ginn, the head of Veruga.

Soon after, the door of the parlor was opened, and an old man with a pen and paper in his hand walked in, and when he saw the guests, he gave a clumsy salute, "Welcome to Jerkhala, Roden-Ross, I am Chancellor of the Exchequer Bennett." His Majesty the King is now attending the celebration and cannot get out, so it is up to me to negotiate with you. ”

Jamila and Kincel also got up and saluted, and they sat down again on either side of the long table, and then the Chancellor of the Exchequer said, "What, then, does Roddon-Ross need?"

Jamila smiled slightly, "My boss wants His Majesty to delay the return of Haraus as long as possible, and in return, we are willing to ransom all the Ryrdian captives." ”

"Well, it's good business. Bennett was worried about how to deal with so many prisoners, and in a few years, the two fronts added up to the number of a legion, and he couldn't handle so many slaves in a short time except for slaughter. And every day these scourges were wasted a lot of food, and there was a little more risk, and he wished that a big man would come and clean them all up. "But their equipment... ”

"Neither. Jamila replied with great interest, "Of course, if the price is good enough, I am willing to redeem those nobles who no one wants." ”

"That's great. The Chancellor nodded in satisfaction, "As for the price... ”

"The details will be discussed with you by Mr. Kincier," she said, introducing the priest to the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and then continued, "and we will talk about the next business." ”

"What's next?" Bennett said after a slight pause, "please." ”

"I want to buy Harlaus's crown, and there is information that he carries it with him in order to show the legitimacy of the crown. ”

The retreat was blocked, the Chancellor of the Exchequer's face stiffened, and he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his sweat and said, "This... I can't decide, please wait for me to consult His Majesty. ”

"Of course," Jamila nodded dignifiedly, "but please hurry up, after the deadline the business will not be done." The parade continued slowly, but the march was more than twice as slow because of the large wave of infantry. Although Mu had advised Aisona to lead the cavalry troops to the first place, the chivalry was overwhelming, and Aisona was unwilling to give up her loyal soldiers, so Mu had to send a message to Uxhall to delay the succession ceremony. The only thing to be thankful for is that Mu did not inform the civilians of the specific time of the ceremony in advance because he was worried about what accidents would happen on the road, otherwise the ceremony would start and the queen would not be on the throne, which would be the real smile and generosity.

However, since the decision has been postponed, the official duties that should be done have to be adjusted. The urgent documents from Uxhall have not been broken every day, no, just now, the cavalry team of Blood Blade handed over a large stack of documents to Mu's hands, and then took away the receipt that had been approved, and hurriedly embarked on the return journey.

"Ah, today's file is thicker again... "Esona looked tired, every day after sunset, everyone else could camp and rest, and the princess and the merchants, who were the leaders, had to stay up all night to review the documents, which made us see that Her Royal Highness the princess of the documents had a feeling of talking about the tiger.

"No," Mu opened the file bag and checked the documents in his hand, "It feels similar to yesterday, and it shouldn't be much more." As he spoke, he began to flip through it.

"Well, I envy your skill at riding a horse and reading documents," complained Asona, "and if I could, I wouldn't have to stay up late every night." ”

"There's nothing to envy," Mu pushed his glasses, "This damn skill is something I sacrificed my precious eyesight for, ouch?"

"What's wrong?" asked Asona.

"My informant in Djerkhara reported that King Griffos had returned to the city, and confirmed that Haraus was also in the procession, or rather, like an exhibit for the whole city to see. ”

"That is to say ... ”

"Svadia has been defeated, and when their army returns to repair for a while, they should be able to deal with us with all their might. ”

Azona's expression became solemn: "We're running out of time to prepare. ”

The parade continued to move slowly, but the march was more than twice as slow due to the large wave of infantry. Although Mu had advised Aisona to lead the cavalry troops to the first place, the chivalry was overwhelming, and Aisona was unwilling to give up her loyal soldiers, so Mu had to send a message to Uxhall to delay the succession ceremony. The only thing to be thankful for is that Mu did not inform the civilians of the specific time of the ceremony in advance because he was worried about what accidents would happen on the road, otherwise the ceremony would start and the queen would not be on the throne, which would be the real smile and generosity.

However, since the decision has been postponed, the official duties that should be done have to be adjusted. The urgent documents from Uxhall have not been broken every day, no, just now, the cavalry team of Blood Blade handed over a large stack of documents to Mu's hands, and then took away the receipt that had been approved, and hurriedly embarked on the return journey.

"Ah, today's file is thicker again... "Esona looked tired, every day after sunset, everyone else could camp and rest, and the princess and the merchants, who were the leaders, had to stay up all night to review the documents, which made us see that Her Royal Highness the princess of the documents had a feeling of talking about the tiger.

"No," Mu opened the file bag and checked the documents in his hand, "It feels similar to yesterday, and it shouldn't be much more." As he spoke, he began to flip through it.

"Well, I envy your skill at riding a horse and reading documents," complained Asona, "and if I could, I wouldn't have to stay up late every night." ”

"There's nothing to envy," Mu pushed his glasses, "This damn skill is something I sacrificed my precious eyesight for, ouch?"

"What's wrong?" asked Asona.

"My informant in Djerkhara reported that King Griffos had returned to the city, and confirmed that Haraus was also in the procession, or rather, like an exhibit for the whole city to see. ”

"That is to say ... ”

"Svadia has been defeated, and when their army returns to repair for a while, they should be able to deal with us with all their might. ”

Azona's expression became solemn: "We're running out of time to prepare. "The battle of the rogues did not last long, after all, the opponent was only a group of peasants, and a few daring ones were hacked to death, and the rest were as cowardly as sheep.

They were very arrogant and rummaging through the peasants' wagons carrying salutes, and when they found something to eat, they unceremoniously chewed it, and as for the jars and jars that were loaded with things, they threw them aside and broke them to pieces. They seemed to enjoy the presumptuousness, and each burst of breaking provoked laughter and sobbing.

Just as the robbers were full of wine and food, watching the village girls huddled in a ball and ready to vent their frustration accumulated from the battlefield, a faint sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from a distance.

The leading Chadwick knight looked at the scum who was bullying the village woman from a distance, snorted disdainfully, then leveled the riding gun in his hand and ordered in a loud voice, "Charge!"

The rogues were in the middle of their heights, when they suddenly noticed a group of cavalry rushing towards them, but they looked at the red robes on their bodies that were the same as those of the cavalrymen, and they were busy with their own peace of mind. In their impression, the knights are a little more temperamental, but they have always been their strongest umbrella. It wasn't until they realized that the cavalry was getting closer and closer, but they still didn't mean to slow down, that they suddenly remembered who they were, they were no longer glorious Swadian soldiers, but a bunch of outright rogues.

"Pick up the weapon!" the rogues finally reacted, loosely picking up the weapon thrown on the ground and preparing to fight to the death, but it was already too late, and the sharp cavalry spear was already in front of them.

"Ahh

However, before he could finish his breath, he saw two young horsemen dismounted because they had not thrown away their rifles in time. The old face of the Chadwick knight turned red, and he quickly turned back, and saw that the princess's army had not yet arrived, so he was relieved, these stunned young people were so embarrassed that he was embarrassed. Fortunately, the boys remembered what he had taught them to deal with, and they quickly rolled over and stood up, drew their swords and fought with the deserters around them.

The cavalry rushed out of the formation of deserters, immediately turned around, the rear team became the front team, and the knights who had not yet used up their rifles quickly formed a front line and plunged into the ranks of deserters again.

The original guardian turned into a deadly Grim Reaper, and the deserters were scattered in an instant, and the cavalry saw this, throwing away their mounted spears that were either intact or broken, and drew their hands and swords to chase the deserters.

By the time Her Royal Highness arrived with the slow infantry, the cavalry had already taken care of everything. The kind-hearted young people also helped the villagers lift the overturned trucks, sorted out the scattered goods, and put their robes on the women whose clothes were torn when they were idle, which was regarded as carrying forward the chivalry spirit.

Aisona was very satisfied with the performance of these knights, and Mu, looking at the corpses on the ground with pity, asked the Chadwick knight who came to return to his life, "Uh, I said, didn't you leave a single one alive?"

The knight pouted disdainfully, "These scumbags, there is no need to live." ”

Mu wiped his face helplessly, these knights are Geng Zhi, and he still wants to learn about the battle situation on the front line through these deserters.

At this time, it seemed that the leader of the group of villagers, under the watchful eye of the cavalry, came to the princess and the merchant, picked up the only remaining pot of vegetables and grains, and bowed respectfully, "Thank you for saving your life, this is a little bit of our heart, please smile." ”

"No need," said Asona, geving her hand, riding her horse, "keep it, you need these supplies more than I do." ”

"Ah, really?" the leader bowed in gratitude, tears pouring down his face.

"By the way, where did you come from and where are you going?" Mu Fa asked.

"We are from the south," the leader replied in a hurry, hearing the nobleman's question, "there is war going on everywhere over there, and we really can't survive any longer, so we plan to come to the north to see if there is any place to get better." ”

"Well, that's right," Mu thought for a moment, "you can go to Uxhall, where jobs are being hired right now, and you should be able to find a good job." ”

"Really, thank you so much!" the leader thanked him again.

The two waves of people quickly separated, and Mu's expression became a little serious.

"What's wrong?" asked Asona.

"Those deserters were originally the Earl of Grana, and if I remember correctly, he should have followed Harungos in Viruga. Mu replied.

"Yes, the yellow boar emblem on the shield is so recognizable. Aisona nodded, "However, even the old fox who is 'slow and half-beat' has deserted, and the situation of Viruga is probably not optimistic." ”

Mu nodded affirmatively, these deserters are well-armored, they should not be conscripts, and well-trained regular soldiers are generally the guards who are lords, and even the guards have deserters, which shows how fierce the battle in Viruga is. Not to mention the famous "slow half-beat" because he was always the last to join the battlefield to save his soldiers.

"The worse the battle in Viruja, the sooner Harungus orders a retreat, and we need to speed up the migration. Mu said to Aisona.

"That's right, try to get all the villagers out as much as you can. Her Royal Highness the Princess was also unwilling to give up her loyal people, so she naturally agreed.