Chapter 254: Assassin

"Got it!"

"Shhhh

"Oh, but Ling Xuan thought that there was no need anymore, those people should be just that. ”

Anstap raised his head, and his face was immediately covered with a dead gray color: "Fap, you are really a star of doom. ”

The Semitic people like to appear quietly the most, this habit is just like Ling Xuan's love of sneak attacks, and now Ling Xuan has been surrounded by Gandar people who are wearing green clothes and painted patterns on their faces several times.

"The Semitic people left, and Ling Xuan didn't want to attack his own people. ”

In Gandar's camp, a pre-battle announcement sounded, and the archers, who were densely packed outside, made way to get out.

Ling Xuan unleashed his scimitar and faced the most dense place on the other side: "I hope that for the sake of the friendship between the Hines tribe and your tribe for generations, let Ling Xuan and Ling Xuan's companions go." ”

"No, it's just for the sake of the face of fellow Semites that they let the Semites leave, otherwise they will be shot together with the foreigners. ”

The source of the voice was a man of Gandar in his thirties, whose eyes were barely visible on his patterned face.

"It seems that there is no room for negotiation, can you properly use the coins to exchange for the lives of Ling Xuan's companions?"

"No, I can't. ”

"That's it, please Rong Lingxuan make a final farewell!"

Sighing, he walked back to his team and picked up the scimitar, the Gandal people should not give Ling Xuan this chance, during the time of the conversation, the team had already formed a circle, and the pro-guard guards on the periphery had set up shields, and the advantage in numbers made the other party not pay attention to this small act of resistance at all.

"It's better not to hurt people. Ling Xuan whispered to his companions, and then raised his scimitar: "I'm sorry, Ling Xuan can't leave his companions. ”

"Archery!"

The outlying infantry immediately took cover behind their shields, blocking all vital points.

The arrows nailed to the shield made an aggressive crunching sound, and occasionally, one or two arrows crossed the dense shield, and were also blocked by Falcheni and the others with weapons, and the first round of shooting did not splash even a little blood in Ling Xuan's array.

Quickly through the gap, quickly pulled the bowstring, several arrows flew out at the same time, several people on the other side fell to the ground with their thighs wailing, and after overpowering a piece of thatch, more black shadows were revealed, far more than they saw, Ling Xuan had encountered a large army of Gandar people.

After sighing for a moment, Ling Xuan revised his battle plan and nodded his head to signal the four people who were eager to try it on the side.

"Whew!" The four of them crossed out of the battle formation at the same time, and the startled opponent shot a few arrows, which could not stop the movement of the group of dolls at all, and after shaking their bodies to avoid the bow and arrows, the four of them disappeared into the dense branches and leaves of the tall ancient trees around them, and disappeared.

Before the order to "leave those who flee ......" was fully given, the wails resounded in the opposing camp.

"Ahh......h

"There's a ...... here, too."

"Ling Xuan's hand ......"

If the opponent was other troops, they would have panicked and scattered in the face of the ghostly skills of the four people! But Ling Xuan's opponent was the Gandar people, who were the masters of this jungle.

The momentary panic quickly subsided, and the wounded Gandar was guarded in the middle, and after some of them were paying attention to the movement above, the others threw down their bows and arrows and drew their scimitars.

"Ahh

Raising their shields, the twelve guards formed a semi-circular battle formation as fast as they could, blocking the back of Ling Xuan's people, in the front, Retis and Falcheni each took a corner, and in the middle were Ling Xuan, Garan, Sherke, and the clansmen of Suhe Village, and Mirachi grumbled as he shrunk his body in the safest place.

"Look at the martial arts of the Travino people of Ling Xuan!" Retis roared, shook off the battle axe, and the dozens of Gandar who had rushed towards him were forced by his momentum to turn to another Travino, and Falcheni, who had set her spear on the ground, was just a weak woman in the eyes of the other party, and they paid the price for this.

Sticking to the ground, the spear crossed a beautiful arc, and the Gandal people in the front immediately lost their balance and fell to the ground, and before the people behind could react, Falcheni's spear conjured up countless cold stars and rushed straight up, and there was another wail, and more people fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, most of the people in this direction were lying on the ground, and the people who struggled to get up were met by Rhettus's thick fist.

On the other side, twelve men formed an impenetrable wall, and in the face of the trained guards, the opponent who had the advantage in numbers was empty, and only a few were able to fight each time, and between advancing and retreating, the number of people lying on the ground increased exponentially.

Even a fool could see that the battle situation was one-sided, if it weren't for Ling Xuan's intentions, what was lying now would be a corpse.

"Retreat!" After a helpless sigh, the Gandar people ended the assault, holding their injured companion and hiding among the ancient trees, the man who looked like a leader was left alone in front of Ling Xuan.

"Ling Xuan is Samrat of Gandar, can you tell Ling Xuan, your name?"

Facing Ling Xuan, the man suddenly asked.

"Ling Xuan is the Fapu of the Hines tribe. ”

"Okay, Ling Xuan remembered your name, he was defeated in your hands today, Ling Xuan has no complaints. ”

Revealing a hint of bitterness, Samrath drew his scimitar: "But for the sake of Gandar's last reputation, one of you Ling Xuan today will shed blood here." ”

Ling Xuan knew very well that this was the habit of all Semitic people, if Ling Xuan did not fight, it would be to tarnish the name of Gandar, and when the time came, the entire Gandar clan would be an enemy of Ling Xuan.

It's really an imposing battle wherever you go, Ling Xuan sighed and greeted him.

"Stop!" A vigorous voice interrupted the duel between Ling Xuan, and a middle-aged man walked out of the jungle, his fair face compared to the other Gandar people, he made a particularly deep impression.

"Clan...... The patriarch ......" Samrath bowed his head and stepped aside with his hands down after letting out an exclamation.

"I'm sorry, Hines friend, Ling Xuan's clan has caused you confusion, Ling Xuan Anlut apologizes. ”

Retracting the scimitar, Ling Xuan replied with a smile, "Where, you're polite." ”

"So, can you admire your face and sit in Ling Xuan's village?"

Anrut may be more difficult to deal with than that Samrat, in the face of his smile, it is difficult to say a word, after looking up at the stars that have first appeared in the sky, Ling Xuan nodded......

The village of Gandar was probably the most exotic of the Semitic people, and it did not take much trouble to dig a room in the trees, but simply enclosed an entire forest with a wooden fence, and in it was dotted with smoking tents, as they were accustomed to, to live by wandering.

However, compared to the desolation of Hines, Gandar was more populous, and the village was full of children, and the sound of frolicking added endless life to the village.

"Compared to the other Semitic clans who are stuck in one place, how about Ling Xuan's Gandar?" Anlut touched his white chin and said to Ling Xuan with a slight smugness.

"Full of life. Ling Xuan could only use this word to describe it.

"Hehe, that's a good point, but compared to you, Ling Xuan's Gandar still lacks a lot!The fourth dragon general of the Djegunvol and the chief commander of the Wandering Legion, Fa Pu, you are already the pride of the Ling Xuan Semitic clan. Anlut patted Ling Xuan on the shoulder.

Ling Xuan only felt a burst of shock, the Semitic clan had rarely cared about outside matters since the Great War decades ago, not to mention that the continent was now in a chaotic state of war, unless he was listening attentively, there was no reason to know Ling Xuan's origin so well.

This Anlut must have made the decision to let Samrath stop after hearing Ling Xuan's name, otherwise he hadn't seen him show his face once when the fight was in full swing in front, so beware of this guy!

"Where, Patriarch Anlut praised him, compared to Gandar, who had all held the title of Honorary Duke of Elfarsil, Ling Xuan was nothing. ”

Speaking in a flat tone, Ling Xuan immediately felt the ripples in Anlut's heart, in the Fifty Years' War in which the Grand Duke of Landinovia became famous, Gandar secretly assisted Elfasir, harassed Yarufasir, and won the title of Honorary Grand Duke, which is clear in the memory of the Holy Dragon, but for others, I am afraid it is a big secret.

"This ...... Haha, Brother Fapu is really joking!" Concealed by laughter, Anlut walked over lightly, but there was a look in his eyes that reestimated Ling Xuanfang's strength.

After sighing at the power of history, Ling Xuan smiled and walked into the big tent in the middle accompanied by An Lute.

A banquet had already been set up in the big tent, and the rare luxury set meal of the Semitic people was spread out in the center of the tent, and what made people's hearts beat even more was that there were a few girls in the tent who only covered important parts, and their delicate skin was exposed to Ling Xuan's sight.

"It's so beautiful...... "Retis suddenly showed a look of fascination.

Except for the cold face and a few ladies, the others were no better, and most of Ling Xuan's combat power was disintegrated at once, and with a sigh, Ling Xuan did not panic, kept a smiling face, and sat cross-legged in the lower seat of Anlut.

Garan knelt behind Ling Xuan, Falcheni sat on Ling Xuan's left hand, the spear was stuck next to her, and Su didn't sit in line, just stood coldly in the corner of the tent, facing Anlut's direction.

"This WindClan should be the legendary 'Wind Arrow', why don't you attend?"

"Ling Xuan, don't be hungry. Shaking his head, he sat down on his knees, took off the bow he was carrying, and placed it lightly on his knees.

"Your subordinates are really funny!" Anlut turned his head and smiled evilly.

"Su is that kind of person, Ling Xuan can't help it. ”

Ling Xuan hurriedly put on an apologetic look and responded to Anlut's provocation.

In order to express Ling Xuan's apology, Ling Xuan toasted three first. ”

Showing heroism, Anlut gulped down three glasses of wine, and the maids who were waiting next to him dispersed to Ling Xuanfang's seat at the right time, and poured the wine diligently, and the lively atmosphere was rendered at once, and Rhettus's laughter immediately rang out.

It didn't stop the partners from having a good drink, Ling Xuan knew very well that there was only one person in the current battle, and the comparison between Ling Xuan was not force, but brains......

"I'm afraid that more than half of your brave generals have gathered here!"

When the air was filled with warmth, Anlut revealed his intentions.

"Where, if you take half of the generals with you, won't Landinovia be empty? Wyton Noor's 10,000-strong army is eyeing the border!"

The weasel crossed the shadow of this fox-like beast in his mind, and Ling Xuan replied.

"Oh, that's right, but I don't know how you came to the Lost Forest as a commander, have you already abandoned the inheritance of the North?"

"If he can give it up, Ling Xuan will also be happy, but the fate of thousands of soldiers in the corps is on his back, Ling Xuan may not be able to extricate himself. "Lie to each other, give him an unclear explanation.

After touching two soft nails in a row, Anlut did not give up, and after toasting a glass of wine, he said: "Seeing that your itinerary is to go to El Fasir, Ling Xuan knows that Portalio Qing and you have a little misunderstanding, so you are not afraid that he will be angry and mobilize a large army to destroy you, you must know that the seven-colored rainbow is not a wandering hunter like Ling Xuan." ”

"Yes, but compared to the righteousness of the country, Ling Xuan thinks that Portalio will be enlightened, hurting the wrong person is a trivial matter, if it affects the great cause of El Fasir, then ......"

Stopping his words, Ling Xuan raised his glass, thinking that he wouldn't know anything about Minavia, in name, although Ling Xuan was a northern rogue, he could annihilate a figure in Wytonnor's army, and no country on the continent would underestimate him.

Relying on this false name, it is enough to make this Anlut have enough associations, and sometimes it is better to say half of the words, especially after Ling Xuan mentions his secret identity, Ling Xuan will be associated with the royal family of Al Fasil, and the rest depends on his "intelligence".

Anlut's face was cloudy, and it took a while before he raised his glass and drank it all.

By now, Ling Xuan knew that he would not do anything to hurt Ling Xuan, and his words and deeds couldn't help but become more casual.

After a depressing, boring trek through the jungle, I can finally relax......

"What people!"

The clear sound of scolding woke Ling Xuan from his sleep, and he got up from the warm bed, Ling Xuan shook the headache left by the hangover, vaguely remembering that he had a good time drinking with the Gandal patriarch last night, and then he was in a daze, and when he lay down in this tent, he didn't know.

"Ling Xuan is the Anlut of Gandar, and I hope to report it. ”

The sound of the white-skinned weasel sounded in his ears, and Ling Xuan hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out barefoot.

"Oops, I didn't expect the patriarch to come to visit so early, please come in, please come in. Lifting the curtain, Ling Xuan greeted his arrival.

After taking a look at Ling Xuan's appearance, Anlut showed a trace of emotion on his face, walked in quickly, and pulled down the curtain with his own hands.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest. ”

"It's time for Ling Xuan to get up, and he has to rush to the Holy City of El Fasir. ”

"So fast?"

"Yes, if it weren't for the patriarch coming in person today, I'm afraid Ling Xuan would only be able to leave a page of letters and leave first. ”

Ling Xuan nodded, this is true, where do you dare to stay in this place, if you let this weasel send a fast horse to solve the situation that happened to El Fasir, Ling Xuan, who is in the other party's territory, will not be lucky for the second time.

Then Ling Xuan had no choice but to make it clear. Anlut straightened his clothes and straightened up suddenly.

"Patriarch is thinking?" Looking at his formal expression, Ling Xuan was a little surprised.

"Ling Xuan wants to cooperate with you. The words popped out of his mouth.

"Cooperation, you, Ling Xuan......"

"Yes. ”

Seeing that he had any jokes in it, Ling Xuan sorted out his slightly chaotic thoughts and made a gesture for everyone to sit down and talk slowly.

The two men sat opposite each other, the morning sun streaming in through the cracks in the tent.

"I don't know how His Excellency the Patriarch has such a ...... Strange idea, the current Ling Xuan shouldn't have that much power, right?"

"Ling Xuan thought about it all night yesterday, no matter how much of what you said yesterday was true, but His Excellency Fapu's words made Ling Xuan fall in love. Your Excellency's ideals were also recounted by Anstapu of Hines, and a person with such great ambitions was what Ling Xuan Gandar admired the most. ”

"Big Ambition ......"

"Your Excellency stood on the top of the tree and pointed out the country, claiming that he wanted to bring peace to the mainland, Ling Xuan's heroic gesture made Ling Xuan yearn for it, if he could see it in person at that time, Ling Xuan would be a witness to history......"

Bowl after bowl of misty soup, Ling Xuan hurriedly stopped him from continuing to praise: "Your Excellency Patriarch, you won't ally with Ling Xuan for this, right?"

"Of course not, Ling Xuan is not the one to gamble with Gandar's fate, before that, Ling Xuan hopes that His Excellency Fapu can do a few things......"

"Oh, let's talk about it......"

"First of all, this time you went to El Fasir, Your Excellency must have a great purpose, otherwise you wouldn't be so risky, Ling Xuan hopes that you will come out of it alive, for a dead person, Ling Xuan Gandar is not interested......"

"Well, this Ling Xuan knows. ”

"Second, Whiton Noll in the north confronts Your Excellency, if you can't solve them, Your Excellency's ideals will become empty talk, Ling Xuan hopes that before the beginning of spring next year, this problem will no longer exist......"

"It's a bit difficult, but you can try, third?"

"Thirdly, and most importantly, your army's army can go south, at least to level the Travino line, and after pushing the camp to Fran, Ling Xuan Gandar's troops will join the battle and officially form an alliance with you, and at that time, your Excellency will get three thousand excellent archers. ”

From the mouth of Anlut came an enticing number, everyone knows how rare a good archer is, and attacking from behind the enemy can be said to be decisive in the advance of the tide of battle.

"The patriarch is really calculating, when Ling Xuan can finish these three things, the situation on the mainland will be almost clear!"

"Hehe, Ling Xuan has made up his mind, otherwise it will be a ready-made benefit to tie you up and send you to Al Fasir. It's just that everyone is Semitic, and it is better to take care of each other in the future than to nest under the wings of a foreigner. ”

"Okay, Ling Xuan promised you, but Ling Xuan also had a request. ”

"Speak. ”

"I hope you can cooperate with Ling Xuan to enter Elfasir, your identity, coupled with Ling Xuan's Semitic characteristics, should be easy to blend in!"

“...... His Excellency Fapp is also a very good person......"

"Each other, each other. ”

After a moment, the two of them laughed, stood up, lifted the curtain, and let the sunshine of the remnant winter cast on their faces, and a burst of warmth flooded their hearts......

On February 12, 1354 in the royal calendar, the "evil alliance" cursed by countless people had a preliminary agreement, and later historians would add a few sentences when commenting on this alliance: "...... This alliance laid bare the inferiority of the Semitic race......"

Although an agreement was reached, Ling Xuan could not guarantee that the weasel would not change his hexagram, and after declining his request to come to the celebration banquet again, Ling Xuan gave the order to go north.

Editus, they showed a rather reluctant expression, and if they went any further, they were afraid that they would have to change the portal.

"Since Your Excellency insists on leaving, Ling Xuan is not easy to stop, but I hope to be careful all the way here, Ling Xuan can count on Your Excellency to bring Ling Xuan Gandar happiness!"

"Definitely, definitely. ”

"By the way, I wonder what the force that forced its way a few days ago has anything to do with Your Excellency?"

Looking at An Lute, Ling Xuan blinked: "Other troops?"

"Yes, just a few days before you came, a group of men and horses forcibly passed through Ling Xuan's territory, and only three people survived from a hundred-man team patrolling at that time, and it is rumored that there are also Travino people in it, isn't it all the way with Your Excellency?"

How do you feel a lot of pressure, Travino?

Ling Xuan turned his head and glanced at Rhettus, and saw the shadow of another person from him!Nekos: "It's the enemy!"

answered simply, and the doubts in my heart expanded, what were the rebels doing in Elfasir?

"That's best, the misunderstanding between Ling Xuan and the others will be eliminated, originally, if the other party is your person, Ling Xuan will forget it, now...... Samrat!"

"Yes. ”

"You take the assassin and His Excellency Fap with you to the north, and the shame of Gandar must be repaid with blood. ”

Fortunately, there was no killing here, Ling Xuan secretly sighed, the atmosphere of the Semitic clan really made people feel cold!

Changing his smile back, Anlut said to Ling Xuan: "Samrath is also a warrior, so if you go to Al Fasir, you can take care of it, Ling Xuan can rest assured here." ”

"Thank you. Nodding, traveling north with a group of assassins was not a good journey, but looking at Anlut's face that had almost turned into a blooming flower, how could Ling Xuan say no.

In this way, putting on the skin of Gandar's envoy and taking General Valensil's pass, Ling Xuan set off again. Four days later, they came to the border of El Fasir, and in the distance as far as the eye could see, the majestic figure of the holy city of El Fasir had emerged.

"Take care!" Anstapu shook Ling Xuan's hand.

"You too. "The parting of his friend is a little sentimental, but Ling Xuan can't drag him into the holy city for his own selfish interests, so how can Ling Xuan be worthy of his wife?

"If not...... Forget it, after going back, Ling Xuan will contact the various Semitic tribes, hoping to help you when the time comes. ”

"Ling Xuan has received this intention, but now you, the most important thing is to leave fresh blood for Ling Xuan's Hines, when the time comes, Ling Xuan will come to see his nephew. ”

"Hehe, Ling Xuan will work hard. Anstapu nodded at last, said no more, and led his men into the Lost Forest.

Ling Xuan took a deep breath and looked at the Holy City of Elfasir: "Okay, Minavia, whether you are a princess or a doctor, the freedom of marriage is still up to you!"

"Let's go!"

"Yes. ”

The effects of winter have faded, especially in El Fasir, known as the land of spring, where the green has become dense, and the fertile land here has nourished tens of millions of people in El Fasir, and has also supported more than a year of bloody fighting.

Compared to Yarf Fasir, Al Fasir, who was not much affected by the war, maintained at least superficial prosperity.

However, in the villages along the way, you can see signs of recruiting new soldiers. And judging from the fact that most of the passers-by are women, the country is also being dragged into the whirlpool little by little, and once the fragile appearance is broken, it may be affected more widely.

"My lord, can you allow Ling Xuan to say goodbye?" said Scharke as he walked in front of Ling Xuan and said with a slight slurp.

Ling Xuan looked at him, then looked around, and immediately, most of the twelve guards accompanying him were selected from the servants of Elfarsir, and the old fox seemed to have expected Ling Xuan to come here: "Your village is right next to it?"

"My lord, Ling Xuan knows that it is a bit risky, but Ling Xuan just wants to take a look from afar. ”

"Of course I'm going to see it when I get home, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, I'm just going to go with you. Ling Xuan smiled.

Shilk suddenly put on a grateful look: "Thank you, sir." ”

"Ling Xuan entered the city first. Samrat, on the other side, raised objections, tracking down the murderer of his people, and all the traces he got along the way pointed to the holy city of El-Fasir, and he was anxious to be ashamed of Gandar, obviously not wanting to waste his time on anything else.

"Got it. ”

After bowing, the Gandar trotted away.

"Let's go, Shark, and visit your family. ”

The village of the servants, also known as the village of the servants, was responsible for cleaning the metropolis, and they were not qualified to live in the city as dirty people, and even when they went to work, they had to choose the early hours of the morning or late at night when no one was moving.

The village of Shilk is located next to the Holy City and is also the largest village of Al Fasil.

But now......

"How can this be?" Looking at everything in front of them, everyone was stunned, there were several dry corpses hanging on the big tree at the entrance of the village, swaying in the wind, and the empty village was covered with thick dead leaves, and the whole village was unpopular.

The guards didn't have time to report, so they rushed in and pushed open the hidden doors.

"There's no one here!"

"Not here!"

With one shout after another, a look of unease gradually appeared on Scharke's face.

"Your Excellency, there is a notice here. A guard ran over and handed over a yellowed piece of paper, which was devastated by the wind and rain, and even then, Ling Xuan could see what it meant: "...... Collaboration...... Severe punishment ...... to set an example......"

"Captain, Ling Xuan's clansmen ......"

Looking at his subordinates, Scharke sighed, and his eyes were covered with a layer of red: "Ling Xuan, when they embark on this road, they should know what will happen." It is better to die early and be liberated early, so as not to suffer here again. ”

"Captain......

Closing his eyes, Scharke raised his head, and after contemplating for a moment, he suddenly turned around and knelt in front of Ling Xuan: "My lord, Ling Xuan knows that this request is a bit excessive, but Ling Xuan hopes that you can save the other servants who are still suffering. ”

Hurriedly picked up Scharke, looked into his eyes, Ling Xuan said word by word: "Ling Xuan Fapu, agree to your request." ”

"Thank you, sir!"

I made another promise, but this was already Ling Xuan's responsibility, nearly a thousand servants in the corps were born and died with Ling Xuan, if Ling Xuan couldn't even save their clansmen, what kind of revival would he talk about, everything was just an empty lie.

"Let's go, Ling Xuan go to the Holy City, and get some justice for you there. Looking in the direction of the Holy City, Ling Xuan suddenly felt a sense of revenge......

The holy city of El Fasil is unusually large in the entire Holy Land, covering an area of 1,000 acres, and there is a moat about 100 meters wide outside the thick walls, which took tens of thousands of laborers and ten years to build, which makes people feel a sense of fear when they see it.

Even more peculiar was the fact that there was a city within a city, a huge castle perched on an artificially built mound, surrounded by equally thick walls, and a stone bridge the width of a horse-drawn carriage on the hundred-foot-wide boundary river, on which stood two rows of gold-armored guards.

No wonder Al Fasil can boast that "as long as the Holy City is there, Al Fasil is there." ”

"It's a bit troublesome!" Sitting in the restaurant close to the castle, Ling Xuan let out a sigh, compared to the memory of the Holy Dragon, the real thing was even more chilling, such a wide boundary river, plus the guards walking back and forth on the outer city wall, even if he could fly, he couldn't fly in!

"Hosts, unlikely. Garland shook her head in frustration, and the crowd of four around her shook their heads like rattles.

"Just rush in and forget it!" If you have no brains, you can also say that Retis can also perform a secret sneak in to save people in Danlu, here...... I really didn't have any idea.

"Go in, can't get out. He stared at the castle for a while, came to a conclusion, and completely shattered all illusions.

The restaurant was sullen.

"Guest officer, I don't know if you have made up your mind, the small shop still has to do business!" The shopkeeper looked innocent, so many people occupied all the seats, and they didn't order food, if they were replaced by weak people, I am afraid that they would have been blown out long ago, but Ling Xuan didn't look like they were easy to mess with, so they could only breathe in a low voice.

"Let's serve your best dish here!" Slightly embarrassed, Ling Xuan threw out a few gold coins.

The shopkeeper's eyes immediately glowed, and while taking the gold coin, he said in a flattering voice: "If there is anything else you need, the shop will arrange it for you immediately." ”

Looking at this shop for a while, Ling Xuan suddenly remembered this kind of place where three sects and nine streams come and go, the news must be very well-informed, and he took out another gold coin: "By the way, shopkeeper, I heard that a grand wedding is about to be held here!"

"Yes, it's the marriage of Yaru Fasil and Ling Xuan!" Looking at the gold coin, the shopkeeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva and quickly replied.

"Oh, it turned out to be this kind of happy event, but unfortunately I didn't have the blessing to see it. I heard that the princess was as beautiful as a flower, and she was able to see her face at first sight, so it was not in vain that she came to El Fasir. ”

"Look at what you said, you don't know yet! There will be a grand parade in the streets, and the royal family will issue a notice. ”

"Oh, really?"

"How can I lie to you!"

After handing the gold coin to the shopkeeper and sending him away, Ling Xuan looked at his companions: "Heaven really takes care of Ling Xuan!"

"Your Excellency, you don't want to rob the sedan chair, do you?" said Shilk.

"What's not to do?"

"My lord, there are tens of thousands of guards in the Holy City......

"When the time comes, there will naturally be a way...... "Shaking his head, he made a confident statement, instead of looking ahead and looking backwards, it is better to do it and say, is it a way, it will be too late to think about it when the time comes, Ling Xuan made a decision like this, and issued one order after another in the stunned voice of everyone......

Soon, the day of the official marriage, February 28, 1354 in the royal calendar, arrived.

The avenue where the parade was scheduled to be carried out was filled with soldiers in the morning, and the people of El Fasir had come out early, and the noise of the morning sun had not yet spread over the holy city.

According to the schedule, Ling Xuan and his companions mingled in the crowd, waiting for the parade ceremony to begin.

The Gandar people said they saw the enemy and left on their own. Sherke squeezed through the crowd and whispered in Ling Xuan's ear.

"At this time, ......" Ling Xuan frowned, in case something happened, all the plans would come to naught, and when he was about to send someone to pull them back, cheers swept in from a distance like a tidal wave, and the wedding officially began.

"No matter, prepare immediately. With a sigh, Ling Xuan made a decision.

"Yes. Shark nodded, squeezing out of the crowd.

At the forefront is a team of centaurs wearing gorgeous armor, riding on tall horses, neatly lined up in twenty columns, holding golden riding spears in their hands, followed by a team of ceremonial rods holding colorful flags, winding out more than a hundred meters, followed by a team of handmaidens sprinkled with flowers.

Ling Xuan was almost dazzled, such a big pomp, the manpower and material resources consumed were incalculable, and the royal family of Al Fasil really liked to be extravagant.

After walking past nearly a thousand guards in ceremonial uniforms, the crimson eight-horse imperial chariot appeared in Ling Xuan's field of vision. It was almost time to reach into the cloak, and Ling Xuan held the scimitar tightly.

Mixed with the noisy sound, Ling Xuan suddenly heard a light sound of breaking through the sky, and the imperial chariot in the distance, just a few more arrows appeared on his neck, only to see him shake his body, straight down under the carriage, after making a dull crashing sound, blood stained the street red, almost at the same time, the guards who were blocking the crowd on the side drew their swords and rushed to the carriage together.

"Run for your life!" In the blink of an eye, the street exploded, and the panicked crowd dispersed the convoy, and wails were everywhere.

Ling Xuan didn't give an order, and Ling Xuan didn't have the magic power to disguise the guards in his deployment, could there be other righteous people to rescue him?

Soon, this inference was denied by the fact that Ling Xuan saw it, those people didn't want to save people at all, but wanted to kill people, because among the dozens of people who attacked the carriage, Ling Xuan saw a familiar figure.

"Nekos!" Where could he hesitate any longer, he let out a roar, and after throwing out the flower cannon of action, Ling Xuan drew his knife to meet it.

"Protect the princess!" came out of Ling Xuan's mouth, and in the eyes of the Elfasil people, Ling Xuan suddenly became a hero loyal to the Savior, and the crowd in front naturally branched out a way, and crossed this rare gap, Ling Xuan rushed into the middle of the chaotic street.

Where can you still tell what an assassin is and what a guard is, people wearing the same clothes catch and kill in front of Ling Xuan, but for Ling Xuan, they are all enemies anyway, and they don't care about killing the wrong person.

Swinging the knife, the person in front of him covered his back and turned around, the surprise on his face was ended by Ling Xuan's second knife, and the person on the opposite side didn't have time to say thank you, and the third knife slashed at his head.

After a stream of blood dispersed like a fountain, through the faint blood mist, Ling Xuan saw Nekos's battle axe cut down two more people, and the soldiers guarding the royal car were suddenly only ten people left.

Time was pressing, Ling Xuan's movements immediately became rude, and after colliding with a person, he kicked the enemy on the opposite side with a kick, the man screamed, squatted on the ground holding there, and stepped directly on his shoulder, Ling Xuan leaped into the assassin pile.

Before they could come to their senses, the scimitar slashed through a graceful arc, and a brilliant blood-colored flower immediately bloomed in front of Ling Xuan.

Six of them were solved with one sword, which could be regarded as a big record, and before Ling Xuan could be complacent, he saw an assassin cut down the last guard, stepped into the carriage, stretched out his war knife and wanted to stab into the curtain.

"Boom!" With a shrill sound, an arrow pierced the Assassin's chest, and a wisp of blood shot out, causing the Assassin to fall on his back and slam into Mima's ass.

The eight horses neighed at the same time, raised their hooves, and galloped, and several of the people in front of them were knocked away and fell into the dense crowd, causing a wail.

Where is there to control others, the agility of the Semitic people was revealed at this time, and they jumped into the carriage, and the force of the rush pulled Ling Xuan backwards, and Ling Xuan, who was unstable, rolled upside down and rolled into the carriage.

Shaking his dizzy head and opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was a layer of white veil, which was thickly spread on Ling Xuan's face, and the quiet fragrance rushed into his nose, making Ling Xuan distract for a while.

As soon as he thought of his current situation, Ling Xuan immediately came to his senses, and quickly stood up, pulling the white veil that blocked Ling Xuan's vision.

"Z!" The cracking sound of the tear was cracked, and before Ling Xuan could get used to the dim environment in the carriage, he was faced with a cold short sword.

Instinctively, after avoiding the stabbing blow, he reached out and clasped the hand behind him, snatching the short sword.

The touch was very soft, it was a woman's hand, this thought flashed in his mind, and he quickly shook it off, but the other party's reaction was even faster than Ling Xuan's, and that hand quickly adjusted its posture and hit Ling Xuan's face with great accuracy.