The moon was clear and clear, and somewhere in the castle of the city in the woods, suddenly there was a wolf howl, and the howl hung between the fortresses, like a triangular sickle flag fluttering on the tower, silently mourning in the wind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although the cabin was warm and cozy, Kenny couldn't help but look up.

It had been three days since they arrived in the ancient city of Assyria, and in the dead of night, he would accompany the white dove as an attendant, where he would meet one Assyrian nobler after another. Among them, only a few people swore to follow the former queen to the death, most of them were neutral, and those bitter faces have also seen a lot, and their ends are all cut off by the black steel sword.

"Your Majesty, although I am now very excited and eagerly awaiting your return, this is not a foolproof solution!" Quanti Canvid, Chancellor of the Exchequer, suddenly stood up from his chair and knelt down on one knee beside the white dove's feet, "I beg you to be blunt, as long as you are alive, we will have time to deal with the ruling king, not to mention, your child is still in his hands!"

"Get up, Marquis Quanti!" the white dove said.

"No, Your Majesty, although your plan is good, it also puts yourself in prison, if the 30,000 Iron Forest Army attacks at the same time, how can we resist?" Quanti raised his head, his eyes full of anxiety, "Marquis Bolton, Earl Rowe, Earl Bartitt, they are all looking forward to your return like me, we know that you must still be alive, that damn guy will send out all the 30,000 Iron Forest Army, and he will definitely not hurt you a single hair." Now that you're back, it's already good, let's discuss it again, there must be a better way, please trust us!"

"Swallow your heart back into your stomach, loyal Marquis Quanti. The white pigeon said, "Don't worry about the 30,000 Tielin Army, let alone worry about me, you have to firmly believe that that guy can't hurt me, and the 30,000 Tielin Army ....."

"The Queen has already arranged it!" Kenny added coldly.

Quanti blinked, turning her gaze to the squire standing beside the queen. "Do you hear that?" said the white dove chuckled, "My most loyal knight says that it has been arranged, and I have survived until now thanks to the assistance of this loyal knight!"

"The god Namu will bless you, Good Knight!" Quanti looked at him, something flashing in his eyes.

"Thank you for your loyalty, on behalf of the Queen!" Kenny remained expressionless, his expression solemn as a lifeless wax figure.

Another wolf howl came, and Kunti couldn't help but shudder, the sound pierced the eardrums, and it seemed to be nearby. He slowly stood up from the ground, and the stiffness and numbness immediately went back from the soles of his feet, and after a little massage, he turned his eyes to look at the white dove. "Your Majesty, when are you going to do it?" he asked, tightening the clasp of his cloak.

"Tomorrow at noon!"

As he walked out the door, Kenny took a deep breath of the cold morning air. When Quanti Canverd had said goodbye to the white dove, he found that the rising sun was already above the walls of the ancient city at the end of the forest, and drowsiness suddenly swept over him, and he rubbed his tired eyes and watched the seemingly loyal marquis leave.

"These days, you've worked hard..... "The white dove whispered like a crisp warbler" beside him.

"What stupid things are you talking about. Kenny feigned displeasure, "Don't forget, now that we're married, the Namu God testifies, you're my woman, and—"

The white dove pressed his index finger against the man's lips. A gust of wind blew, and half a strand of silver flew behind her, and those dark blue eyes tightly tied the beard on the man's chin, and she didn't say anything, just hugged him.

"You're hiding it well enough, Miss Kelling....." A cold voice came, colder than the gust of wind just now.

"White would never have dreamed that I was right here, right under his nose!" said the white dove, turning around.

"Everything is ready!" Camille walked slowly, flanked by a white-haired snow wolf, who stopped three paces away from the two of them, and saw Kenny's expression change from mild to severe. "Before noon, the Iron Forest Army garrison will be attacked in an unbelievable way. He smiled, "I'll call it: The Dance of the Vulture and the Bison!"

"You're pinning your hopes on a herd of brutes to hold down the 30,000 well-trained Iron Forest Army?" Kenny's eyes narrowed, his voice as sharp as a blade.

"Lord, how did I ever make you .....," Camille wanted to say, but the word stopped at the tip of his tongue. He did disappoint his lord, and in exchange for trust, it might be a permanent scar on his heart, and as long as it was Kenny, the scabbed sore would rot again.

"We've put our lives in your hands. The white dove tightened his face, and his tone swept away the ease just now, "Kamil, Lord of the Ice Field, I promise you at this moment as the former Queen of Assyria that if our plan succeeds, from today onwards, there will be no border between Assyria and the Ice Field!"

"If the plan succeeds," Camille said, "I thank you for those who fish in the ice holes!"

"Are we really going to give our lives to a herd of livestock?" Kenny asked, yawning.

"Lord, if your memory was restored, you wouldn't ask that. Camille cheerfully told him, "Remember that when I had just sworn to you, Karta was attacked by the Peace Army, who was called 'Marcy the Black Dog', and I crushed him with an army of yaks, and by the time your coalition army reached the battlefield, it was only to clean up." ”

"I hope you're right!" Kenny reminded the teenager.

"Come in," beckoned to Camille, pushing open the door, "and some bread, and a few slices of bacon, which are left over from last night, but enough to fill your stomachs." ”

"Thank you, ma'am. Camille bowed slightly, "But that's not what I'm here for. He straightened up and turned to Kenny with inexplicable pleasure in his gaze, "Lord, I came so early to surprise you!"

"Oh?" Kenny raised an eyebrow.

"This morning, the Pulsatilla I sent reported that the garrisons of the Iron Grove were spread across the east, west, and north sides of Assyria, with five thousand men on each side of the east and west, but about twenty-five thousand men on the north!" Camille grinned, "Guess what it heard in the north?"

Kenny rubbed his messy beard and let out a subtle grinding sound, staring thoughtfully at Camille, as if waiting for the second half of the sentence. "If you were my own soldier," he told Camille, "you should know that I hate being sold out of place!"

"Twenty-five thousand?" said the white dove, standing by the doorframe, coldly, "No, it can't be. She shook her head, "There are only 30,000 people in the Iron Forest Army, and the remaining 2,000 guards were all sent to the Dragon's Blood Forest by him, and even if all those people come back, there will be less than 35,000 people." ”

"Your Majesty, I never said that those 25,000 people were all Tielin Army. Camille laughed as she fiddled with her messy curls.