Half an hour's ride from Maranson's mansion on Melville Street to the Covenant Tower on Brada Beach, Maranxiao and Lang's guards walked slowly down the quiet street.

On Donglu Beach in the following summer, the sea breeze blowing from the red sea in the east is cool, and even a little cold to the bone.

A few fast horses galloped past Maranxiao and rushed towards the misty Burada Beach Covenant Tower. Looking at the black armor and the flying rider, Ma Lanxiao knew that it was his neighbor Xiaochu.

On this day, there are no eternal friends, but there are eternal enemies. This Xiaochu people are the nightmare of the Nanshu Kingdom in a corner of peace, and for hundreds of years there has always been only hatred but no friendship.

Ma Lanxiao sighed softly in his heart, if the information is correct, Emperor Haoxiu of the Great Hui is afraid that this year's imperial meeting will impose harsh taxes on all parties, who should he find as an ally to oppose the absurd behavior of the imperial court that does not care about the life and death of the country?

The elderly Emperor An was quite struggling in domestic affairs, and he had been angry for a long time about the various pressures of the Great Hui Imperial Court, and he was afraid that adding another hundred brocades would make her angry.

Before they could think of a concrete and feasible countermeasure, Ma Lanxiao and Lang's guards had already arrived at the Covenant Tower.

The Covenant Tower is 630 feet high, towering into the sky, the bottom is triangular, and more than 500 feet is round, all of which are made of the hardest black yao stone in the Buting Mountain, and each black yao stone weighs 1,000 catties.

No one knows how the indigenous ancestors of a thousand years ago built these layers of black yao stones that could not be carried by human beings to the clouds that birds could not fly.

A thousand years ago, this tower was called the Divine Tower and was the pantheon of the indigenous ancestors. The Pantheon has three towers like wings, with two podium towers in the northeast and southeast arching over the main tower in the middle, and the top of the main tower is a variety of totems thirty feet high, and no one can go up or down the top tower.

The podium of the Pantheon has twelve floors, each of which is isolated from the rest of the world, with a labyrinth of alleys, and every room is dark, with only two large iron windows facing the sea. The podium tower is connected to the main tower by a pontoon bridge, and no one knows how many rooms there are in the podium tower and who is locked up.

When defeating the indigenous ancestors and establishing various countries, the great witches, astrologers, magicians, architects, and historians of all ethnic groups who boasted of their wisdom gathered in the pagoda to conduct a comprehensive investigation of the structure, function, and metaphor of the pagoda, and finally found that the pagoda could only be admired.

The only thing that these great men who quarreled with each other, who never believed in others but in themselves, could agree that they could neither rebuild such a huge project, nor could they tear down the pagoda of the indigenous ancestors.

As a result, this pagoda was helplessly preserved, as a witness to the covenant between the 26 tribes and the indigenous ancestors, and was renamed the Covenant Tower.

Just as all friends are used, all covenants are a piece of paper ready to shred to wipe your ass.

Half of the people of the Covenant with the Twenty-Six Covenants had disappeared ten years later, a quarter after fifteen years, and about twenty years later, the last few hundred of them had disappeared into the impenetrable Tower of the Covenant.

In the centuries that followed, the Tower of the Covenant became a symbol of extreme power. All the nascent governments took an oath in the main tower, all the covenants were signed on the eighteenth, and all the decrees governing the Southern Great Wilderness were issued on the thirteenth floor.

However, it is said that no one can go out of the two wings, and the gloomy and dark wing houses all kinds of felons and non-felons who oppose the regime, no matter how heinous crimes they commit, or how many chickens and dogs are thieves, and the death penalty is long when they enter this door.

These thieves, murderers, thieves, or robbers never knew who the jailers who guarded them were, and those jailers wore the masks of the Heavenly Might, and they were never allowed to visit their relatives, and their windows to the sea were always only the sea in the red waves.

The only rule that the Tianwei Army guarding the Allied Tower followed was that all men and ships that approached the Allied Tower within 500 feet of the sea were considered an act of rebellion, and would be shot dead by the Tianwei Army's golden gunners guarding the top of the Tower.

Therefore, for hundreds of years, the Covenant Tower has never had a precedent for a successful prison escape.

The bottom of the Covenant Tower is deep into the seabed of the Gulf of Brada, according to the agreement between the twenty-six tribes and the indigenous ancestors a thousand years ago, the sea level of the Red Sea at that time is limited, and the sea level below the sea level belongs to the indigenous ancestors.

Anyway, none of the Twenty-Six Clans could dive into the deep sea and occupy these places.

All the important covenants and oaths of the Southern Great Wilderness Continent are held in the Covenant Tower, and people will make a loud oath every time they are here:

Let the waves of the sea witness, let the sea hear, let the eagles who can't fly over the spire hear, let all the trees, stones, grasses, beasts, and people in the Southern Great Wilderness hear, this oath will never change.

This year, as in last year, the Council will be held on the thirteenth floor of the Covenant Tower.

All the horses were left in the horse farm at the bottom of the Covenant Tower, on Brada Beach.

When Ma Lanxiao and Lang's guards entered the twelfth floor of the Covenant Tower on foot, Lang's guards were left behind and sat in the hall on the twelfth floor with the guards of other lords and the retinue of the court ministers, waiting for their masters to discuss the most important military and political affairs of the empire.

Ma Lanxiao was sent to the thirteenth floor by the Tianwei Army's golden gunners.

He had arrived neither early nor late, at least the two most important figures in the empire had not yet arrived, and the princes and nobles of the other kingdoms were already seated.

Suddenly, Ma Lanxiao thought of a crucial question: I have to go and see the Nanshu proton in the Proton Mansion. Go as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, let Ma Lan Xiao calm down from the tremor caused by Ma Lan Wushuang's arrival last night.

A dying citizen can also have a patriotic heart. He remembered Maran Wushuang's words.

With a respectful smile on his face, Ma Lanxiao greeted all the nobles and ministers of the Fang Kingdom and the ministers of the imperial court present, including the princes and ministers of the Xiao Chu Kingdom.

"Good mood for Lord Maran. I don't know if you know that Brother Ling is fine in China? The third prince of Xiaochu looked at Ma Lanxiao with a smile, and the corners of his mouth raised a mockery.

"Thanks to Niande's concern, my brother is all right in the country." Ma Lanxiao replied respectfully. Moved the sandalwood seat, slightly owed to the Xiaochu people next to him, and sat down calmly.

"Doesn't Lord Maran know that Brother Ling is trapped? Lord Maran is too busy to take care of himself, and is he still in the mood to sit here and listen to the bureaucrats of various countries arguing about mundane affairs? ”

Sitting next to Nian De Qiufang was Nian De and Zhong, the prime minister of the Chu State, the sharpest diplomat, the most belligerent strategist, and the bravest and fearless warrior of the Chu State.

Niande and Zhong wore a fine brocade dress embroidered with the sun totem on the sleeves and neckline, with a natural black curly hair that Niande nobles showed off, two deep dark pupils, a short and solid body, a round figure, and a smile with thousands of murderous intentions.

"Thank you, Prime Minister Niande, for your concern. Although my brother and Chang are not good at words, they are peaceful and kind, and my Nanshu people love him very much, even if there are worries, they will definitely turn the danger into a safe life. Ma Lanxiao replied without humility or arrogance.

Niande and Zhong looked at Ma Lanxiao with their eyes open, and were about to say something, when they heard a noisy symphony of gold and iron sounding at the door, accompanied by a loud and high-spirited rough voice that hit everyone's eardrums:

"In the past, everyone believed that Brada Bay was a piece of land, the most important ancient town in the Southern Great Wilderness Continent, and even the capital of everyone, but it was only because of the rise and inflow of the sea water of the Red Sea in the East that the flat land became a bay."

Lie Shanzhao, the famous prime minister of the Great Hui Dynasty, wore the softest cowhide boots, accompanied by the sound of his long sword colliding with armor and rough sounds, and walked into the thirteenth floor of the Covenant Tower with the sound of loud footsteps.

Lieshan Zhao is not particularly tall and strong, only eleven feet tall, and his skin is not the fat white that the Tantai clan has been raised in the house all year round, but a slightly darker red copper bright color, which is also the only difference between the Lieshan clan as a general and the Tantai clan as a royal family.

Behind Lieshan Zhao, followed by nine generals of the Lieshan clan, these generals of the southern and northern wars arrived at the Allied Tower, indicating that this year's Imperial Council will be a very important beginning of the success.

"Maybe when the sea recedes, Brada Bay will be revealed." The one who answered the call was Lieshan Taining, who was closely behind Lieshan Zhao, who was the lord of Sumerian City, the northernmost city of Gelu Mountain, and the deputy commander of the Tianwei Army of the Great Hui Dynasty.

Lie Shan Zhao carried a three-foot-long Gelushan long iron sword at his waist, wearing silver-white armor, wearing the red tassel armor of the Tianwei Army, and a silver-trimmed cloak embroidered with a huge tiger totem hanging from his shoulders.

The bright golden silver-trimmed cloak was like a golden storm, making the people in the room squint their eyes and look sideways.

The light golden hair of the scorching mountain was filtered into a golden yellow under the next summer sun, exuding a trace of light, as if a god was coming.

And most of the Lieshan clan generals behind him also had pale blonde hair like him. It's just that these generals did not carry swords.

On the first day of his ascension to the throne, he issued an edict allowing Lieshan Zhao and his son to enter the palace to face the saint.

When everyone came to such a golden overwhelm, from their hearts to their eyes, they all showed their admiration for the incomparable authority of the Lieshan clan, and a respectful mountain cry sounded in the hall:

"General!"

"The general has worked hard!"

Everyone in the room stood up and greeted, including the Malan clan from Nanshu and the Niande clan from Xiaochu, the Kadanlan clan from the Kadanlan Kingdom, and many vassals of the Great Hui Dynasty.

Behind everyone, a gloomy, low and sour voice sounded: "Why, no one has done the courtesy of a monarch and a minister to me?" ”

Everyone was amazed.

When I turned around, I saw that in front of the hall, on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, which was still empty just now, in front of the lion emperor banner of hunting, there was the eighteenth emperor of the Great Hui Dynasty, Haoxiu, who was sitting upright, and next to him were the heads of the Changyuan Purple Palace, Gonggong and Gonggong Xi, who were standing with their hands together and hanging on their sides.

And behind Yutai Haoxiu, there were eighteen Tianwei Army spearmen wearing full armor and masks.

No one knew when the Shotai Haoxiu had arrived, and while all the people stood up and turned to look at the people of the Lieshan clan, their king was left alone in a corner with no one to greet him.

Lie Shanzhao strode forward, bowed to Yutai Haoxiu, and knelt down on one knee: "The ministers have seen Your Majesty." ”

Yutai Haoxiu smiled gloomily: "As soon as the general of this Lieshan entered the hall, the alliance tower also became brilliant. ”

"The ministers have seen the Emperor of Heaven!" The faces of the people were shocked, and they immediately turned around and saluted their Heavenly Emperor with dignity.

Since the first year of Yongning, the first red year of the Rongzhou Southern Wilderness in 830, the second son of the sixteenth emperor of the Great Hui Dynasty, Tai Haojing, joined forces with the Lieshan clan to kill his brother Haoyou and succeeded to the throne, it has been 20 years.

At the age of nineteen, he ascended to the throne of the great treasure of the Taitai Haoxiu, the lord of all the peoples of the world, at this time he had entered middle age, and extreme wealth and pleasure made him have a dull complexion, dull hair, a bulging belly like a beer barrel, and his body was weak and paralyzed on the throne covered with sable.

He wore a jade crown of three blue birds, wore a black background of golden Shu embroidered emperor gown, wore black hook cloud sky jade pendant auspicious rui ornaments on his left waist, and hung a royal jade gui with a round elephant sky and a ground below his waist.

On the purple and ebony round table in front of Haoxiu, there are jade seals and jade talismans that symbolize the imperial power.

Behind the Tai Hao Xiu body, next to the radiant long lion banner, they were the Tiger Banner of the Lieshan Clan, the Black Rectangular Snake King Banner of the Jingnan Kingdom, the Nanshu Triangle Flame Banner, the Iron Sword Banner of the Owl Chu Kingdom, and the Eagle and Horse Battle Banner of the Kadanlan Kingdom.

As the Emperor of the Great Hui Dynasty, Yutai Haoxiu holds the power of life and death of all the people in the world. At this moment, he said to General Lieshan Zhao with a sneer, hoarse and snarky voice: "Obviously, the welcome of the people to the Great General is more than the etiquette that should be done to me!" ”

Lie Shan Zhao suddenly raised his head, his face was horrified: "Your Majesty, it's the minister who is guilty!" ”

Tai Haoxiu sneered: "The general holds the heavy troops of the Great Hui Dynasty and enters the room with a sword, if he is really guilty, can I still live?" ”

Lie Shanzhao gasped: "The minister will never dare to violate the ancestral system from now on, and he should be the saint of the sword face!" ”

Still kneeling, Lieshan took off the saber from his waist, held it in both hands, and presented it to his forehead.

Lieshan Taining's eyes narrowed into a slit, and his eyes stared fiercely at Yutai Haoxiu.