The first rays of sunlight shone on the towering gates of the city of Niphersi, painting the lifelike horn coat of arms in dark gold, and the two horns were painted with rust over time, and when the gate was opened, the soldiers who remained in the city saw the mighty horn army in the distance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The fatigue of the starry night suddenly disappeared, and Kenny rode at the forefront of the entire legion, a tall black stallion in his crotch, and some blood stains on his shiny mane, adding a bit of the color of a meritorious warhorse.

Alan and Sersi followed on either side, Aiden, who had been wounded in the arm, had recovered by this time, and behind them were more than 5,000 soldiers of the infantry regiment, more than 1,000 of whom rode tall horses, and their armor and weapons were also renewed.

As the army approached the city gate, the guards looked at the leader with blank expressions, they didn't know that Nipur had just experienced a bloody storm last night, and it was just the people who controlled it all that chose the location outside the main city.

Kenny crossed the city gate with his head held high, and did not make any stops, Sersi waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, and a group of soldiers standing at the head of the line immediately took over the west gate and the city walls, and the Horned Infantry Regiment stepped directly into the city of Nippur, which was undoubtedly shouting to the whole city, and the old drama of the demon city was staged again, and the only difference was that this time the protagonist was replaced by a guy with a beard.

The army marched down the main street of the West Gate, and Kenny suddenly felt that it was not as filthy as he had imagined. The streets were full of people, the smell of toasted bread and fried fish came from the shops on both sides, and under the gray awnings, the shopkeepers extended their stalls into the street to let passers-by see their wares as much as possible, including the roasted sheep's trotters peculiar to Nipur, silk ribbons and stockings from the Assyrian trade, some unshopless vendors pushing wooden carts along the streets, and private secret fig preserves and sugar-fried chestnuts, which reminded him of everything in the city of Karta.

Almost the entire street was drawn to him, but it didn't cause much commotion, perhaps the people here were used to such a scene, and they began to talk about the young new lord, and some of them were curious about Patton's whereabouts.

Kenny's horse turns a corner and steps onto a thick stone bridge across the Unun River. The city of Nipur was bustling with activity, and the people were chattering louder and louder, and even a few innocent children followed Kenny's horse's hooves, calling out to their new lord as they ran, hoping to be rewarded with a few copper coins.

After getting off the bridge, they turned into another street, which, unlike before, was the richest commercial street in the city, lined with three- to four-story shops, whose facades were far more elaborate than those from the south of the city, and were not only painted with stucco of various colors, but also had painters paint lifelike patterns or statues of gods.

The goods are far more extravagant than elsewhere, with a variety of delicate and sparkling novelty jewels, blacksmiths full of weapons and armor, musical instrument shops, the sound of Claudian pianos coming from the shop, accompanied by children's carolings, and lightheartedness filling the streets, in stark contrast to the slums in the south of the city.

By the end of the street, the towering Mowen Castle in the center of the city was in sight, separated by a square. But this square is surprisingly huge, and Sersi said that this square is called the Square of Ten Thousand People, and he doesn't know how many people it can hold, and no one will do boring statistics.

Kenny and Alan looked at each other, they had forgotten if they had seen this square the last time they were here, maybe it was too dark that night, or maybe they were too nervous that night, and neither of them mentioned that they had been here.

The group stepped on the solid blue brick and stone surface and walked slowly towards Mowen Castle. The Oxhorn Legion behind them was scattered, led by the captains in all directions, and they were to inform the whole city to greet their new lord in the square of 10,000 people outside Mowenburg.

Kenny didn't rush into Morwinburg, he stood on the highest flight of steps at the entrance, looking down at the crowd that was gathering in front of him, the outermost part of the square was surrounded by soldiers, leaving only a slightly narrow entrance to the south.

More and more people flocked to the square, although people were not interested in the game of the powerful nobles, but they were happy to participate in the drama of changing the lord, after all, it was their vital interests, and many people had silently prayed in their hearts, hoping that the new lord would not increase the burden of taxes.

When the sun was completely rising in the east, the 10,000-person square was already crowded, and an extremely noisy discussion could be heard from the crowd of people who were stacked on their shoulders, and they rolled up like a raging wave to rush towards Kenny and the others standing on the steps.

The crowd of people rubbed shoulders one after another, and was stopped by a line of soldiers in iron armor on the side of the first step, and they all looked up at the new lord with a beard, full of vicissitudes and a thick beard, which made the best cover for him, and no one knew that the guy was only twenty-seven years old this year.

"Be quiet, be quiet!"

Alan took two steps forward and shouted at the noisy crowd in the square, but the sound was quickly drowned out in the tens of thousands of people, like a drop of water falling into the sea, and immediately dissipated.

A soft sneer came from behind him, and Eren glared back at Sercy, who immediately put away his smile and turned his head away from looking at him.

"Hold on, you guys!" Alan yelled angrily, but it still didn't work.

Sersi finally couldn't hold back his laughter, "Haha, Alan, you should tell stories to children in this voice, it's all adults standing in the square!" he took a few steps forward and patted Allen on the shoulder, "Look at me." ”

Selsey took a big breath, pulled out the black steel sword from Allen's waist and pointed it into the air, and then let out a roar from his chest that was enough to tear his eardrums, "Horned Infantry Regiment!"

"Drink!!"

A neat roar resounded throughout the square, and the soldiers who maintained order around him stepped back half a step with their right foot, and the spear that had just stood sideways was replaced by a two-handed hand, the tip of the spear was aimed at the diagonal upward, and the eyes were fierce and fierce, as if they regarded the entire crowd in the square as an enemy.

The square immediately fell silent, and even the crying child was covered by the mother. Sersi turned, triumphantly returning the Ebonsteel sword to Ellen, and nodded to Kenny.

Kenny took a step forward and cleared his throat, "Citizens of Nippur! I'm Kenny Dalton! From now on, I'm your new lord!"

After this sound, all the heads of the people in the square brushed their faces on the steps, and they were so quiet that they could hear a needle falling on the ground.

Kenny scanned the crowd and shouted, "I'm sure most of the ancestors here are from the First Continent! I'm just like you! I'm just two hundred years behind your ancestors! From this day onwards, I'll officially take over this territory! Give me three years, and I'll make this the most peaceful and prosperous place on the continent of Sumer!"