"Pick up people. Bastard. Allensteen's heart touched, "Down." The only person who can be confused by a spray can only be a man, could it be that this amazing woman who is as cold as an iceberg came from Kyoto to Samar here early in the morning, just to pick up a man?

"Yes, a bastard!" Isamoriel blushed across her cheeks and bit her lips. It seemed to be said very reluctantly, and Allensteen felt that his previous knowledge seemed to be invalid in this woman, and the mystery made this woman like the weather in June, with wind and rain

Also as a woman, Allensteen had to admit that this enigmatic woman was very beautiful, that kind of elegant temperament like the tranquility of a valley, which was rare in a place like Claisdor, let alone in this wilderness, but this temperament was destroyed by the huge war bow behind the mysterious woman, and the whole person was like a cold light. It's hard to face

With the woman's subtle observation, Allensteen can also be sure that this woman is not the legendary ranger, but a noblewoman, and a big nobleman with a high status.

This fan-like woman has a heavy aristocratic habit in her, albeit a lot of disguise. But the horsewhip inlaid with precious stones has traces of the family coat of arms on it, and although the face and speech are indifferent, they are always speaking. The corners of the mouth are slightly retracted inward, trying to make the tone of speech more rounded, which is the sequelae left by the strict aristocratic etiquette.

Only people who have experienced hellish practice know that the cruelty and horror of the practice, in order to expand the mouth cavity and be able to speak more mellow and beautiful, many newcomers must speak with eggs in their mouths, this kind of injury is not a day or two, but a long time to last, less than a month, more than half a year, the consequences are also difficult to change, naturally, this kind of practice is only open to high nobles, and the general small nobles do not need to pay attention to the emphasis of speaking and elegant mouth shape.

The horses' hooves galloped across the stone bridge, and there was also a camp at the other end of the stone bridge, blocking the entrance of the bridge like two iron tongs, and the inventory here was much stricter, and a group of soldiers wearing black chain mail patrolled back and forth on the bridge, and there were few people coming and going. Only a few people in civilian attire were passing guò, and seemed to be familiar with the guards at the bridge,

Several people were carrying fish baskets in their hands, and they greeted each other with their mouths, judging by their clothes. It should be the peasants in the villages and towns along the river, there are no horse-drawn carriages at the intersection, whether it is a freight carriage or a nobleman's carriage have disappeared without a trace, and the Kyoto Golden Road, which used to be full of horse-drawn carriages, seems to have disappeared overnight, and only a few farmers have not completely abandoned this road.

Alas, Alensteen sighed secretly in his heart, for such a bleak scene in front of him, Allensteen, as a native of Kyoto, was touched, "Kyoto!

Since the beginning of March, when the Samar embargo on Kyoto, all cargo supplies could not enter Kyoto, and the Samarish army blocked all southern roads to Kyoto, and tens of thousands of soldiers surrounded Kyoto like iron barrels, except for the occasional smuggled goods, the whole of Kyoto fell into an embarrassing predicament. Grain, cotton cloth, and even seeds for spring ploughing are obtained through guò, a disgraceful smuggling channel.

"Hurry up! I don't want that bastard to see my jokes!" Isamoriel urged, the sun overhead was almost in the middle, and according to the agreement, the fat man's fleet would reach the Shinjo pier outside Kyoto at noon.

This was a long-awaited meeting, and since she knew Allensteen's identity, Isa Moriel had already focused on the meeting between the two, and now Alhanstin wanted to turn back. Isa Moriel is to use violent means to tie up this woman who can make the fat man deflated, not always have such an opportunity, Isa Moriel was a little excited in her heart, and muttered in a low voice, "Dead fatty! I asked you to throw me in Kyoto, I let you run around."

The Samor soldiers guarding the bridge were veterans who had gone with the army to fight against Miyerdian, and when they saw Isamoriel's figure, they immediately removed the fence blocking the road, and more than a dozen soldiers quickly stood on both sides

"Salute!" the captain of the soldiers stood straight beside him, and with a shout, the soldiers on both sides raised their weapons diagonally at the same time, the spears flashed in the sun, and the unique blood and enthusiasm of the army rushed to the face, which was the salute of the warriors in the Samar army,

Isa Moriel was a celebrity in the Northern Army. For this legendary woman, most of the soldiers admired, after all, not all cattle dare to shoot at the enemy with a whistling catapult, not to mention a woman, the brave are invincible, it is this woman who uses her strong bow to open up a bloody way back to the Samar army far from the base camp. The Battle of Scarlet Tyr is an eternal medal in the hearts of the soldiers of the Northern Army

"Sister, they know you". The appearance of the Samour soldier surprised Allensteen, who followed her, and although she did not know the meaning of this etiquette, the soldier's eyes were burning with adoration. The exhilarating movements all showed that this woman had no low prestige among the Samar soldiers

"Yes". Isamoryl responded indifferently, urging the war horse without looking back, she only cared about whether she could get to the outer city of Kyoto in time. If he couldn't bring this woman of the Duai family to him the moment the fat man stepped off the warship, he would have looked forward to a lot less excitement

The new city outside Satour Kyoto is built at the confluence of the Satsuma River in the south and the Sureta River in the north, with a radius of nearly five miles, the outer wall is as high as six meters, and the inner city is a large wharf, and there are more than ten new centipede warships, which can control the two rivers at any time.

The outer city was made of solid rock mined from the upper mountains, the walls and battlements were full of shooting holes, and an elite regiment of the Northern Legion was stationed for many years, which was an important part of the Samor's duty to guard the passage of troops along the river. April is a season of warmer weather. The warm river breeze overcomes the banks of the Satsuma Kuri River with colourful wildflowers, and across the wide river, a huge multi-pulp warship breaks the waves under the escort of several smaller multi-pulp warships. The abundant river wind blows the sails round, the rushing river water hits the front end of the warship and turns into clusters of white waves, the current is getting more and more rapid, and the confluence of the two rivers in front of it is clearly visible.

More than a dozen Samar warships docked at both ends of the river like guards, and rows of Samor soldiers stood along both sides of the river, their expressions stern. When he saw the huge warship in the distance, his eyes quickly became hot

"Long live Samol!, long live Samor!" The warships along the river, and the banks of the river were full of dense soldiers, and when the huge warship appeared at the mouth of the Sanjiang River, it raised its weapons at the same time, and let out an earth-shattering shout, "My lord, the corner in front is Kyoto New Town!" Hu Keqili opened the hatch with a respectful face