June 16, 782. The Great Demon God Castle, Princess Cardin's Mansion.

In the early hours of the morning, the personal servant trembled and woke up the sleeping Princess Cardin and the prince Yun Qianxue: "Her Royal Highness the Princess, Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty has an urgent will. The Chincha was waiting in the front hall, and asked the two adults to hurry up and greet him. ”

The two hurriedly put on their pajamas and rushed to the antechamber. There, the fire was bright, and the shadows were full of armed soldiers. Yun Qianxue's heart suddenly burst, and she didn't know what was going on.

A tall and burly officer of the Guards Brigade walked up quickly: "Is it His Royal Highness Prince Yulin?"

"It's me. ”

"I'm very sorry, Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty has summoned me urgently, please come with me immediately. The officer with the torch spoke too quickly and slurredly, and the sleepy-eyed Yun Qianxue could hardly hear a word, and asked, "What did you say?"

The officer repeated it again.

Yun Qianxue let out a soft "oh", and after a while, he reacted, and exclaimed with an "ah": "Please wait, let me change my clothes." "Scrambling to find clothes for the official audience, Cardin has already prepared the costumes. While helping Yun Qianxue put it on, she asked the officer of the Guards Brigade who gave the order: "Did my father ask me to go with me?"

"Returning to Her Royal Highness the Princess, Your Majesty only asked us to inform His Excellency the Prince to arrive immediately, and did not mention Your Royal Highness the Princess. ”

"Really?" Cardin looked at the pitch-black night, a few stars twinkling in the dark night, it was about three o'clock in the morning. She was uneasy, and it was not a good thing to be summoned in the middle of the night in such an urgent way.

Yun Qianxue hurriedly changed her clothes, and Cardin greeted her and whispered, "Be careful." ”

Yun Qianxue nodded: "Got it." He went out with the Guards soldiers with torches.

Walking through the long dark street, you will be greeted by the majestic Imperial Palace. The entire palace was sleeping in darkness, like a sleeping beast. The light of the torches reflected on the Mia marble columns, staining the entire column a patch of scarlet. Approaching the majestic building, between the ornate columnar decorations, the hollow footsteps of the Guards Brigade sappers echoed in the wide corridors, and Yun Qianxue seemed to smell a smell of killing and blood.

Eighty years ago, on this white marble step, the Garin soldiers slaughtered all the Yesse royalty, even the babies were knocked to death on the stones, and then, in the same place, the aspiring Garin Emperor was imprisoned in the cellar and starved to death, and his whole family was thrown into the fire; the ThunderClan Emperor who occupied the palace was so cruel and murderous that even his people could not bear his cruelty, and at the behest of the ThunderClan Elders, a ThunderClan guard officer cut off his head with a knife, and his blood was spilled in the reception corridor at the entrance of the palace。 A three-year civil war ensued, with the ThunderClan royalty leading their armies against each other until the more powerful WinterClan came out to replace them......

Yun Qianxue took a long breath, I don't know what's going on, every time he comes to the palace, he always feels very uncomfortable, and this feeling is especially obvious tonight. Perhaps, as the rumors have said, the palace has been cursed, with the moans of the dying and the snoring of the dying echoing on every wall, and behind every ornate stone lies a soul.

At the entrance of the Pen Palace, two rows of soldiers of the Guards Brigade stood solemnly with torches, and the commander of the Guards Brigade, Duke Leo, was waiting by the door, and when he saw the arrival of Yun Qianxue, the Duke said expressionlessly: "You are late, Your Majesty is waiting inside." ”

Don't let the flickering light shine on the duke's granite-like face, on his expressionless face. The two lines of Guards Brigade soldiers next to him held spears in one hand and torches in the other, their faces grim.

Yun Qianxue looked at him and didn't greet him. Leo was nervous, giving him a sense of foreboding.

Thinking of the recent open and secret battle between the two princes, Yun Qianxue's heart tightened: Could it be that the conflict has already broken out? Who made the first attack? It can't be Karan, otherwise he wouldn't know anything, but when His Majesty is still alive, Caton shouldn't be so stupid......

While thinking wildly, Yun Qianxue walked along the gorgeous red carpet to the palace council hall, he noticed that today the palace guards are much stricter than Pingrì, on the long corridor between the palace gate and the council hall, there are guards with sharp weapons in their hands, cold, yīnsen, quiet, only his heavy footsteps are echoing, the firelight is swaying, and the shadows are building, this feeling makes people shudder.

A servant pushed open the door to the council hall for him, and nearly three hundred large candles illuminated the whole hall. In a place close to His Majesty's seat, several people gathered. Yun Qianxue approached quickly, and he already knew that Duke Yerma, Governor Miro, Governor Dako, Marquis of Gashan and other important ministers of the kingdom had already arrived first.

"Do you know what the matter is?"

Everyone shook their heads blankly, their eyes showing trepidation.

Seeing their hesitant appearances and knowing that they were not isolated, Yun Qianxue felt a little more relaxed: "Everyone is kept in the dark!"

After waiting less than two minutes, Prince Caton and Karan came in a hurry, their clothes a little disheveled, and they both asked, "What is the matter?" but no one could answer. There was uneasiness in the air.

"Your Majesty is here!" the palace guard standing by the door raised his voice and shouted clearly, and everyone immediately fell to the ground. The side door opened, and the Demon God Emperor appeared at the door, wearing a black velvet cloak, and his figure was gloomy and lonely. For some reason, the Black Sand Division, which was always inseparable from him, did not appear. Leo came in from the outside and closed the door to the council hall.

"Get up!" "There was a hint of tiredness in the Demon God Emperor's clear voice, and then he became stern, "According to the report, there has been a rebellion, and I and my country have been betrayed by traitors!" he said coldly, and then slowly and mercilessly saw that face from face to face.

The air condensed into a solid in an instant. After a long time, no one dared to move for a moment, and everyone felt a deep fear, and the terrifying majesty of the Demon God Emperor almost crushed the entire council hall into powder.

Kahlan stood up and bowed deeply to the Demon God Emperor: "Father Emperor, I don't know what you mean by rebellion?"

"Emperor Lu of the Far East, he betrayed the country and betrayed me!" The Demon God Emperor slapped his palm on a few sons: "It is a shame for the country to come out of this traitor! This guy has deceived me for a whole year!" The sturdy sandalwood shattered silently in an instant, and the tiny wood fragments turned into a piece of powder. Everyone was secretly frightened, the Divine Emperor's martial arts had reached the realm of transformation, and his cultivation was also deeply hidden, and he rarely made a move in recent years, but he didn't expect to have such a gaffe tonight.

Rudy's life is over! This is everyone's feeling.

"Leo, tell everyone about it!"

Standing behind everyone, Duke Leo, the commander of the guards, who had not spoken all the time, responded: "Yes!" and turned to face everyone: "This evening we received a report from Ling Buxu of the Southwest Battalion, which is simply appalling! Our Wang's ** team has been defeated again and again, with heavy casualties, and the Far East territory is almost no longer owned by the kingdom! This sin is unforgivable!"

The crowd was shocked. Duke Yerma asked aloud: "What is going on? Who did Emperor Lu lose to? Has the Zichuan family made a comeback?"

"It's not the Zichuan family—it's more shameful than losing to humans! Lu Di was actually defeated by a group of rebels in the Far East, in Koyuni, in Azodada, in Yun Province, and in Fenglin Danye, our army was defeated again and again, nearly 100,000 Kingdom soldiers were killed, and more than a dozen provinces were abandoned, and even people were beaten all the way to our kingdom itself! Do you remember the robbery on the border at the beginning of the year? It was not a thief at all, it was a rebellious orc who killed it!"

Leo's granite-like simplicity turned red.

"Enough. The Demon God Emperor impatiently interrupted Leo's statement, this powerful warrior was invincible on the battlefield, but it was a luxury to ask him to tell things in an orderly manner. He talked excitedly for a long time, but he didn't get to the point at all, which made people confused.

"Take out Ling Buxu's letter and let everyone see it. Leo obediently took out the letter and circulated it to the crowd. Yun Qianxue was the last to get the letter, and when she saw the blood book that had solidified into a black sè on the pale yellow parchment, Yun Qianxue's heart was shocked: The situation has reached the point where you want to use the blood book to send a message?

He lowered his head and hurriedly read: "The Battle of Kearney in 781 suffered more than 60,000 casualties, the Battle of Azovda, the Battle of Deya, the Yun Province Incident, the Battle of Fenglin Danye, the fall of Minsk Province, the fall of Tajie Province, the fall of Tussauds Province, the threat of being surrounded by rebels in the southwest camp, and the messengers sent did not look back...... Ling Buxu's tone was as low-key as his people, he did not comment on Lu Di in the letter, but just calmly listed what happened, and that calmness was simply creepy.

Cold sweat oozed from Yun Qianxue's forehead. Leo is right, what Rudi did, dying a thousand times is not enough to atone for his sins. He raised his head and looked at the pale faces of the crowd, so he also made a sad and indignant expression: to be different is to take risks.

"Is the news reliable?Can you summon Ling Buxu's messenger and let us question him face to face?" Duke Yerma asked, he had always been calm, this matter was so appalling that while everyone was still in the dark, most of the Far East territory was already outside the territory of the kingdom, which was unacceptable.

"It should be true. Prince Kalan also read the letter: "Ling Buxu is not the kind of person who is unscrupulous, combined with the fact that the Far East was in arrears last year and this year, it can be confirmed that there is really a large-scale civil unrest in the Far East." I'm just wondering, why did he report the big rebellion that happened last year?"

"The Messenger has died. The Demon God Emperor said coldly, and everyone was terrified.

Leo told everyone what happened: at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night tonight, a wounded Senea claimed to be a messenger sent back by the Southwest Battalion, and urgently asked to see the Demon God Emperor, but was stopped by the soldiers of the Guards Brigade on duty at the door: "Your Majesty has rested, no one should disturb him!"

The messenger persuaded several times: "The military situation is urgent, please be accommodating and report!"

But the soldiers of the Guards were as stubborn as granite (in the words of Duke Léo, disciplined) and resolutely refused to be accommodating: "This is a forbidden place in the palace, and it is forbidden for the living to approach it in the middle of the night. Anything can wait until dawn to tell you. They drove the young man out of the palace gate, but the man did not leave, but wandered around the doorway, wailing and weeping. This angered the guards, who beat him up and threw him out into the street, where he told him, "If you dare to come closer, you will release arrows!"

But only ten minutes later, the soldiers on duty heard a chaotic and loud noise and fighting outside, and when they arrived, the murderer had fled, and the messenger was dying. He only had time to say the last sentence: "Emperor Lu rebelled!" On his body, they found a handwritten letter and identity certificate from Ling Buxu, the commander-in-chief of the Southwest Legion in the Far East of the Kingdom, confirming that this person was the standard cavalry officer of the 31st team under the command of Ling Buxu of the Southwest Legion.

The soldiers no longer dared to slack off. They immediately informed the officer on duty that night, and the officer on duty, seeing that the matter was serious, informed the commander of the Guards Brigade, Duke Leo. When Duke Leo arrived, he only read the letter once, and immediately realized that the stakes were at stake. He commanded the court attendants in a low voice: "Wake up Your Majesty, and Wechen Leo has something urgent to report." ”

"You can't blame Ling Buxu. In his letter, he reported that he had sent a messenger for the ninth time and had not heard back. It is conceivable that the first eight messengers were assassinated by Lu Di! This one was a little lucky, and although he died, he finally completed the task. ”

"Emperor Lu is so bold!" After listening to the statement, several important ministers were shocked by such unscrupulous arrogance at the same time: "Just beside His Majesty, a stone's throw away from the palace, he is not afraid of His Majesty's divine heavenly might, and sends a killer to commit murder! Even if there is nothing else, this alone is enough to make him break his body into ten thousand pieces!"

"Has the murderer been caught?"

"Not yet. Leo replied, "We have sealed the gates of the city, and we must keep him in check!" he said with pride, but as everyone knew, it was only talk. There are hundreds of thousands of people in and out of the Demon God Castle, and there is no inscription on the murderer's face, and the possibility of being found in the crowd is almost zero.

"The Guards Brigade is responsible for the lax defense of this incident. Prince Caton said sternly.

Leo silently bent his knees and pleaded guilty to the Demon God Emperor.

Prince Caton continued to speak: "Father Emperor Xià, I will immediately send a law enforcement envoy to the Far East to kill Emperor Lu!"

Kahlan smiled coldly, glanced at Yun Qianxue, and silently looked away.

Governor Miró and Marquis Dacko hurriedly echoed and declared in unison: Twenty years ago, I could see that this guy Lu Di had a backbone in the back of his head, but fortunately, it was not too late, and His Majesty's electric eyes saw through his disguise. Resolutely support His Majesty to kill Emperor Lu!

The Demon God Emperor looked at Karan and Yun Qianxue, "What do you guys think?"

Karan replied respectfully, "What the royal brother said is very true. It's just that so far, all our evidence is only one side of the story, Lu Di and the southwest general are both important ministers of the kingdom who hold military power, and we must be cautious about their disputes. I believe that the Southwest General is by no means the kind of person who pays lip, but for the sake of safety, before making the next decision, both procedurally and substantively, we need to immediately send the Qin Cha to the Far East to investigate!"

The Divine Emperor's eyes showed appreciation, and he asked, "If the investigation is indeed the truth, then what will happen?"

"Father, we must give the Qin Cha full powers, order him to judge the facts, and wait for the opportunity to act! If the report of the Southwest General is indeed the truth, then the Qin Cha does not have to return the court, and he will make a decision immediately, decisively take down Emperor Lu to be disposed of by His Majesty, and appease his army—the power given to the Qin Cha is very great, so we must be cautious about the selection of the Qin Cha! The Qin cha we sent should not only be absolutely loyal to His Majesty and be able to do so, but also have no holiday grievances with Emperor Lu and Ling Buxu, so that they can be impartial and fair to both Emperor Lu and Ling Buxu. ”

Prince Caton spoke up and said, "What the royal brother said is very reasonable. It's just that Emperor Lu dared to commit murder in Huangji and openly despised the divine might of our emperor, and this person was really bold and arrogant! His traces have been exposed, and the evidence is conclusive, so I don't think this matter should be delayed, and it must be resolved as soon as possible! I don't have to waste any more time, just send a law enforcement team to get Emperor Lu's head immediately!"

"Just by relying on the testimony of a general commander to kill another high-ranking noble general, I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince the people of the world in this way. ”

"Such wolf ambitions, kill them, what's wrong?"

In front of the Demon God Emperor, the two princes debated word by word, Prince Caton strongly ordered the immediate killing of Emperor Lu, but Karan insisted that he must first go through the investigation procedure. In the eyes of people who don't know what's going on, I really think that Lu Di is a close confidant of Prince Karan. Yun Qianxue smiled slightly, in fact, on the contrary, Lu Di is a powerful figure in Prince Caton's faction, he can become the governor of the Far East, and Prince Caton's recommendation plays a big role in it.

Now seeing that he has broken through the catastrophe, Caton is busy drawing a line with him, and he is now eager to kill Lu Di with one sword, so that he can get rid of this scourge that makes him lose face as soon as possible.

The second prince Karan intends to expand this matter and investigate it - not to investigate whether Lu Di deserves to die, then Yan zhòng's crime, Lu Di has a thousand heads and is not enough to cut off - Lu Di served as the governor of the Far East to loot countless people's fat and people's ointment, and he can't swallow such a large property alone, so the hundreds of millions of property was privately paid tribute to which elder of the Demon God Castle? Which big people have benefited from it? You don't need a genius's brain, you just need to think about who recommended Lu Di's Far Eastern Governor, and you can naturally understand. But in this way, His Royal Highness Prince Caton immediately couldn't sit still. Lu Di, you better hurry up and die!

"Enough!" the Demon God Emperor's voice was not high, but it had a majesty of its own. Both princes were silent.

"All kinds of things about Lu Di are just small things, and how to deal with the rebellion in the Far East is the main point!"

Yun Qianxue said calmly: "If His Majesty allows, Wei Chen is willing to lead his troops and horses to the Far East to clear the rebellion for His Majesty." As for taking Lu Di's head, as long as His Majesty gives an order, it is just a gesture. He had to be as calm as he could, making Prince Caton's gaffe look particularly ridiculous.

Duke Yerma said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, Your Excellency Yulin has just gotten married, let him go on the expedition at this time, won't it make people laugh at the fact that there is no one in my kingdom?

"Your Majesty, the Guards Brigade is willing to kill the rebels and sweep away the scourge for Your Majesty!"

Prince Caton, Marquis Dacko and other important ministers also expressed their willingness to lead their troops to the Far East, pointing out that the general would put down the rebellion in the Far East with heroic momentum. But the Demon God Emperor was noncommittal, and in the end, it was Prince Karan who spoke up and said: "Your Majesty, the rebellion in the Far East is just a group of mobs making trouble, why should you alarm the important ministers of my kingdom or even the crown prince?"

Prince Caton squinted at his younger brother: "Could it be that the younger brother of the prince also intends to visit the enemy in person?"

"It's not. I just want to recommend a good general to my father, who can kill the enemy and break the formation!"

"Who is it?"

"Governor General of Ghana, Ross. Lord Russ is a famous general of our kingdom, experienced in battle, and has many soldiers under his command, and he can put out the rebellion in one fell swoop!"

Yun Qianxue looked at Karan in surprise: since the last Zichuan Xiu escape, Governor Ross has formed a grudge against him, and Karan obviously knows this. What's more, except for a few, most of the troops under Rus' subordinates were recruited and not very reserved, and it would take a lot of time to reraise them now, and their combat effectiveness was much worse than that of the Yulin Army under his command.

To his surprise, the Demon God Emperor listened to Kalan's suggestion and immediately agreed: "Okay! The person recommended by the pen is very agreeable! Leo, quickly send an order to inform Lord Garner to start preparing for the expedition!"

"Send an order to the Southwest General, ordering him to cooperate with Lord Garner's actions and immediately send troops to exterminate the rebel mob from all walks of life!"

The Demon God Emperor stood up, which usually meant that the meeting was over. But this time, his figure paused: "Kalan, you come in with me!"

"Yes!" Karan replied with a sigh of relief, deliberately not looking at Prince Caton. The latter's whole face was already flushed: Kalan's boy was appreciated by his father, which made him even more heartbroken than a hundred defeats in the Far East!

Walking out of the palace gates, the reddish glow shone on the white steps, and the mighty soldiers of the palace guard brigade were changing the guard. The sky has just dawned. I didn't sleep all night, but Yun Qianxue didn't feel sleepy. The scene that happened just now puzzled him, and he wondered: What was His Majesty's intention?

He felt confused, and it was strange and uncomfortable to be kept in the dark and not know anything.

Yun Qianxue stood stupidly at the gate of the palace for a long time, and the soldiers of the Guards Brigade who had changed the guard looked at him with strange eyes, if they hadn't seen that he was a royal family, they would have raised their spears to drive him away.

When he arrived at home, Cardin greeted him: "Nothing happened, did you?"

"Uh...... Something terrible happened. After hesitating for a moment, Yun Qianxue told his wife about the Privy Council just now. Although the rules of the Council of Privy Secretaries must not be leaked to the outside world, if his wife is a princess of the kingdom, of course, it is a different matter.

"I don't understand, why did His Majesty send the Rus' army to the Far East to quell the rebellion? Isn't the Yulin Army one of the most sharp troops in the kingdom? Could it be that in His Majesty's heart, I am not as good as the Rus? I really can't understand it. This is Yun Qianxue's biggest worry: Could it be that in His Majesty's mind, I have fallen out of favor?

Cardin held his chin in one hand and quietly listened to Yun Qianxue's angry complaints. After Yun Qianxue finished speaking, Cardin smiled slightly, she already knew what Yun Qianxue was worried about but it was inconvenient to say.

"Yunjun, you're too worried. Don't worry, your father's trust and reliance on you remains the same. ”

"Ah, but why ......"

"Hehe, Yunjun, I believe that with your wisdom, you will be able to see it. Cardin smiled and said, "Think about it, what is the biggest difference between Your Excellency Ross and you?"

"He's stupid and ugly, and I'm smart and handsome!" Yun Qianxue said seriously.

Cardin laughed out loud: "What a shameless fellow!"

The husband and wife looked at each other and smiled.

"Yunjun, you are from my Senean royal family, and most of the soldiers of the Yulin Legion under your command are from the warriors of my Senea clan, while Your Excellency Ross is the leader of the Tatar clan, and most of the troops he commands are from the Tatar and Yesai clans—can you understand the difference between them?"

Yun Qianxue thought about it very seriously, and finally smiled lightly: "I understand." ”

Cardin smiled approvingly: Yun Qianxue is a very smart person, not only is he talented in military affairs, but he also has a high comprehension of all kinds of people in the political field, and with a little touch, he can understand it immediately.

Somehow, she thought of that person again, and secretly compared him with Yun Qianxue: in the distance, he was the same as her husband, they were both generals galloping on the battlefield, but the two were two completely different people. Yun Qianxue was born in a famous family, Jīng is capable, talented and has a deep understanding of life, elegant taste, and a poet who can be described as impeccable. In accordance with his father's order, and for Yun Qianxue's infatuation with him, he was moved and guilty about his infatuation, and he married Yun Qianxue half a year ago. It should be said that I have no regrets about this matter. After marrying himself, he has always been considerate and caring for himself, and respects himself, and consults with himself in everything, and does not have the machismo that ordinary demon men treat women as nothing. No matter from which point of view, it can be said that a girl can marry a man like Yun Qianxue, and she has no regrets. But for some reason, I can't forget the human being in the distance: that person should be regarded as the enemy of his country. He was rough, upright, stubborn, and in his own words: "I am a poor soldier who has nothing but a sword." In contrast, he has the kind of strong blood that is unique to real men, indomitable, uncompromising in the face of difficulties, he is the kind of natural hero who stands up to the sky. It was this poor soldier who firmly tied himself with a clumsy tenderness brought out in his fortitude, and he could not forget it for the rest of his life......

“...... What are you talking about?" Yun Qianxue was saying, Cardin was distracted and didn't hear clearly.

Yun Qianxue smiled good-naturedly and repeated the words again: "You are really sure, the thing is ...... I mean......" He was a little embarrassed to speak, and it was better to say in a slurred voice: "Your Majesty ...... to secure my Senean status"

Cardin smiled with the same meaning: "Don't you notice? The people who attended the meeting just now, the Duke of Yerma, the Governor of Miró, the Governor of Dako, the Marquis of Garshan, the Duke of Leo—plus the eldest brother, the second brother, and you, are all royal families from the Senean clan. In terms of status, Duke Ross is above you, and he is also in the Divine Citadel, but he has not been notified to participate. From this, we can see the intention of the father: the focus of the meeting is not the Far East, let alone Emperor Lu, this is a privy council on how to maintain the dominance of our people! Only the second brother understood the meaning of the father. ”

"Does Your Majesty think that His Excellency Ross has the intention of rebellion?"

"The Tartar tribes have rapidly expanded in strength in recent years, and have also annexed the fallen Yesai tribes, and they have become the second largest clan in the kingdom after ours. As for whether Ross himself has any objections and what he thinks, it doesn't matter, the key thing is that the Tatars have destroyed the traditional balance of power among the Protoss tribes and have the strength to threaten us!"

"If it's just a rebellion by the Tartars, we can suppress it lightly, but once things start, there will be a chain reaction, seeing that our people are weakened after fighting with the Tartars, new challengers will follow, and eventually we will fall into a catastrophe, just like the Yesses did eighty-seven years ago!"

Yun Qianxue stared at his wife's beautiful face and fell into deep thought.

In the demon race, the status of the king is supreme, and he can command all the tribes. But the inheritance of royal power does not come from hereditary like humans, but depends on strength. The various tribes of the demon race have always believed in the truth of the supremacy of strength, and the king has always been produced by the most powerful tribe. According to this principle, if the strength of the tribe declines, or if a new powerful tribe emerges to challenge its supremacy, there will be an inevitable war between the old and the new tribe to determine the new king. According to historical tradition, no matter how loyal they were to the original king, no other tribe could intervene in this war. The only thing they could do was to wait quietly for the winner of this war, that is, their new king, so that they could hurry forward to congratulate and hail our emperor, and then send troops together to cut down the defeated tribes in this war, so as to show their allegiance to the new master. Therefore, if you win, you will command the world, and if you lose, the whole clan will perish, and the power alternation of the demon kingdom is more direct and bloody than that of humans. Whether it is the original king or the new challenger, this is a gamble that you can never afford to lose, and this gamble is awe-inspiring by the demons: "War of Royalty".

The old people of the demon clan can still recall the last royal war, which was eighty years ago. The Yesai king, who was in power at the time, suddenly died violently, and the Yesai people, who had lost much power, wanted to maintain their rule, and were challenged from all sides. - Of course, they fought with dignity, but in the end they were wiped out as a brave people, and the Yesai royal family has since become a historical term.

Nearly a dozen tribes participated in the battle, which lasted nearly seven years and was known as the horrific war of extermination. In the end, the grandfather of the Demon God Emperor, Carré (known as the Terrible Redbeard), relied on the courage and loyalty of Senean warriors to defeat several tribes that were far more powerful than Senea at that time, such as the Winter Rì, Ao, and Thunder Clan, and drove them from their original lands and banished them to remote barren lands. The very following week after the horrible Redbeard had slaughtered half the country and his supremacy had been recognized by all the tribes, an inexplicable illness had taken his life.

At a critical moment when the kingdom is about to plunge into another terrible civil war and bloodshed will continue to repeat, the father of the current Demon God Emperor, Karin, ascends the throne. He concealed the news of his father's death from the outside world, and with the help of the elders of the clan, he took control of the government as the crown prince. It was only a few years later, when Senea rule had been consolidated, that he officially announced his father's death. Although it caused a stir, but after several years of Jīng heart management by Carlin, the Senea clan at this time was already the undoubted strongest clan of the demon clan, coupled with the strong reputation of Senea warriors, no tribe dared to take the huge risk of exterminating the clan to challenge, and this crisis was passed safely.

But for more than 80 years since then, the fear that his own tribe's strength will be overtaken by other tribes, like a ghost, has always haunted the hearts of the upper echelons of the Senea royal family, and this ghost has never chased as close as it is now, and is almost about to turn into a physical entity and walk out of imagination. After nearly a hundred years of recuperation, several tribes that had been defeated in the last war and were on the verge of extinction had regained their vitality and strengthen, and there were no shortage of ambitious fanatics who coveted the throne. It is based on this consideration that the current Demon God Emperor has launched a great crusade against the human race. This is a move that kills two birds with one stone: to expand the territory of the entire Demon God Kingdom and seek living space. At the same time, through guò foreign wars, the whole country and all the tribes will unite and reduce internal strife, and through guò foreign wars, the strength of those tribes that pose a threat to the royal power will be depleted by human hands—this can only be understood but not spoken.

"Could it be that His Majesty has already sensed that the position of my Senea clan is no longer consolidated?"

"At the moment, it's not there. Cardin said quietly: "Among all the tribes of the Protoss, the strength of our clan is still unquestionable, whether it is the Tartars, the Goang, the Yakun, or the Yeses, they cannot be compared with our clan. However, this rebellion in the Far East could change shape. Under the city of Kearney alone, there were more than 60,000 good cavalry and infantry, and an entire army was destroyed and annihilated: such a fiasco was the first time in the history of our Senea tribe. Rather than the direct military losses, which have lost about twenty or so teams, I am more worried about the impact of this incident on the political front......"

She looked at Yun Qianxue, who immediately understood what she meant, and shuddered: The more than 50,000 people who were wiped out were not the ragtag army of the ordinary tribes of the Demon Kingdom, nor the Far Eastern rebels who formed an army of horses, but the pride of the entire Demon Kingdom, pure Senean blood, and the descendants of the same clan as the current God Emperor! The Senea tribe's own strength has suffered a heavy blow, and what is even more terrifying is that the myth of the invincibility of the Senean army in the world has been completely broken. The legion's commander, Rudi, fled, and a large number of Jīng soldiers were killed—a defeat even more unacceptable for the highest echelons of the kingdom than the last time Prince Caton lost to Stirling at the city of Pay. Stirling is one of the most outstanding generals in the human world, and the Zhōngyāng army is also a well-known meritorious army, and everyone can barely bear this fact. But losing to a group of half-orcs dressed in animal skins and carrying earthen javelins will make the Senea tribe the laughing stock of the entire demon kingdom. The power of domination comes from dignity and fear, and once it falls into a position of ridicule, dignity is lost.

"Do you think that the purpose of His Majesty and the Second Prince in sending Rus on the expedition is to deplete the strength of the Tartar clan in order to maintain the current balance of power?"

"It's very likely - although we haven't seen any instability in the Tartars yet, as kings, they should have a farther vision than ordinary people. Majesty wants to nip the threat in the bud. ”

"But would this have the opposite effect? If Ross had put down the rebellion, he would naturally become the new governor of the Far East, and his strength and prestige would have increased, wouldn't it be even more disadvantageous?"

"There is so little information available that we do not know exactly what is going on in the Far East, but one thing is certain: Emperor Lu must have been defeated so badly that he may no longer be able to fight. Otherwise, he wouldn't have done such a foolish thing as assassinating the Courier. And the scale of this rebellion must be greater than we imagined, otherwise Ling Buxu would have put it down on his own, and he couldn't have no ambition for the position of Governor of the Far East, right?

"Yunjun, although Emperor Lu is vulgar and rude, but he is from a low-level background, but he can rely on his military exploits to climb step by step to his current status, he has experienced a hundred battles, and his combat experience is extremely rich, and he is by no means as incompetent as you think. He was defeated so miserably, which shows that this Far Eastern rebellion came unusually, like the governor of Rus' - I beg your pardon, Yunjun, but I think that Lu Di is at least experienced and strong, and Rus only has a belly of arrogance!"

Yun Qianxue smiled and continued: "So, Ross will inevitably suffer a crushing defeat? Well, after Ross is defeated, one of the two tigers will be injured when they fight, and the strength of the rebels will definitely be hit hard, at this time, ......"

"Your Majesty will inevitably send the main army of our clan to fight, Yunjun, you, or Lord Yeerma, or my eldest brother—it is possible. Yunjun, you have to be ready for this!"

"Why can't it be His Highness Karan?"

Cardin smiled: "You know, the second brother is not the material for war. It's okay for him to play a little tabloid, but he can't do it on the battlefield. ”

For this, Yun Qianxue has a different opinion. But he just smiled and said, "If His Majesty sends me to fight, I will definitely ask His Majesty to appoint you as my staff officer." ”

"Hehe, Yunjun, you value me too much. The woman's opinion is only good at talking on paper, and the real battlefield fighting is real knives and guns, and it can't be false at all, and my little insight may not come in handy. ”

"Princess, between us husband and wife, why should you be too modest?" Yun Qianxue said with a smile, in a good mood.

After Cardin's analysis, he suddenly understood the future, and the feeling of hesitation in the fog disappeared.

He secretly rejoiced: for women, beauty and wisdom are often difficult to complete. Beautiful women are too lazy to use their brains because of their appearance advantages, and their greatest achievement in life is to find a rich husband, and women who have to rely on their brains are often difficult to compliment in appearance, so people often see the kind of woman who has a beautiful face but is stupid like an idiot, or another kind of woman, the kind of woman who is usually euphemistically praised as "beautiful in heart" in order not to hurt her self-esteem. I am fortunate that God has given me such a perfect wife, who is not only beautiful and intelligent, but also very beneficial to my future. If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

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On June 23, 782 in the imperial calendar, the weather was hot and the climate was humid. On the way from the Demon Kingdom to the Far Eastern Province, flags fluttered and dust flew. The long procession is slowly advancing from east to west, this is the Rus Legion of the Demon Raiding Army. At the behest of the Demon Emperor, the peasants of the Tartar and Yesai tribes gathered in a daze from their busy fields, dropped their hoe rakes, and the conscription officer issued them weapons and informed: "There is a great rebellion against our Protoss in the Far East! Brave Protoss warriors, go, crusade against them, destroy them, and show the glory of our Protoss!"

"Oh!" the sparse responses rang out from the crowd of soldiers, and more soldiers were bewildered with their weapons, their poor minds not knowing what the rebellion in the Far East had to do with their sudden call from home. The Yesai are not a race known for their fighting power like the Senea, the Ao, and the Thunder, and some people think of the war in the Far East that has just ended, the uncles and uncles who died under the cities of Pai and Valen, and the thought that they may never see their ugly mother-in-law, idiot son, and old house that is about to collapse.

In a very different mood from the soldiers, the commander of the legion, Duke Ross, was in a good mood, and he rode his horse and whip beside the troops, and from time to time looked back at the mighty army, full of ambition. This was his second time fighting in the Far East, and he remembered that in the war of 780, his army successively washed eleven human cities in the provinces of Deya and Iriya, and thousands of humans were beheaded. When he plundered the city in the future, the mountain of loot opened Rose's eyes and exclaimed, "Humans really hoard wealth!"

After the end of the war in the Far East, His Majesty made peace with the humans, and Ross thought that there would never be a chance to relive the good old days, to relive the thrill of killing and plundering, who knows, the opportunity came so quickly, there was a rebellion in the Far East, and His Majesty Xià entrusted the task of quelling the chaos to himself, not the kingdom's famous war general Yun Qianxue, or the capable Prince Caton.

Duke Ross couldn't help but thank God from the bottom of his heart... I really treat me well!

There was another important reason that prompted him to accept the task gladly: His Majesty specified that he should take the head of Emperor Lu as an envoy, and the meaning of this was self-evident: When the rebellion is suppressed, you will be the new governor of the Far East! Thinking of the great benefits that can be brought to him by occupying these twenty-three wealthy provinces in the Far East, Ross could not help but smile. As if he was afraid that His Majesty would change his mind, Rose impatiently sent his troops to arrest Emperor Lu with a warrant from the Demon God Emperor. Rose was thrilled by the thought of the bared teeth of a wolf with his head hung on the flagpole. Far Eastern untouchables, your end has arrived!

"Sir!" said one of the heralds, hurrying from the front, the horses were already foaming at the mouth, and the infantry in front of the line consciously moved out of the way, allowing the signal soldier to rush to Ross unhindered.

"What's the matter?"

"Report to the sir, Lord Galland sent me to report ......"

Rose nodded with satisfaction: "Can you catch Lu Di?"

"I'm very sorry, my lord! Before Lord Garang arrived, Lu Di had already fled with his army, and his whereabouts were unknown. Now that the fortress of Tran is in disarray, and the defenders have been dispersed, Lord Garang begs your lord to hurry up and preside over the situation!"

"What! Ludi escaped?!" Rose was shocked.

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Seven eighty-two, June twenty-three rì. The sand dunes of the Far Eastern Tussauds Province, the camp of the Far Eastern rebel army of the Bright King.

Beacons are burning all over the sky. The hazy moon had risen in the sky, and countless tents and small huts made of tree branches had been erected in the wilderness, as if a forest had suddenly appeared on the flat ground, where the main army of the King of Light attacking the fortress of Tran was sleeping peacefully. The yellowed sand seems to be plated with a layer of gold. In the open space between one tent after another, the mist like cotton wool was blown by the wind, and every qi ē became hazy. After a hard day's march, the soldiers had already fallen asleep after fetching water to feed their horses, and the snoring of the camps rang out in the tents. The sentries who were arranged to be on duty at night also sat around the fire and dozed off, and the empty field was frighteningly quiet.

The lights in the big tent of the Chinese army were still bright, and after receiving the defeat report of Ming Yu, the commander of the Southwest Army, Zichuan Xiu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He simply got up and continued to complete the half-written combat instruction: "...... After six months of stubborn and brutal struggle with the enemy's powerful forces, our army has achieved considerable successes on all fronts. The legions have cumulatively annihilated most of the well-equipped demon local garrisons and field troops. The Ludi Army had essentially lost most of its assault force, and had gradually lost the ability to counterattack our army with its forces, and the Far Eastern Army had recovered more than 70 percent of the country's territory. Our army has shaken off the situation of passive guerrilla fleeing and has turned to the initiative on the battlefield, and the commanders of our corps should take the initiative to shift the form of war to stubborn defense and active offensive at the right time!"

The small flame of the kerosene lamp jumped slightly, and Shikawa Xiu stopped his pen and pondered for a moment, and continued to write: "The shape is optimistic, but we must not take it lightly. It is necessary to clearly understand that the liberation of the Far East is a very distant road, and we still have to go through countless bitter battles and hardships.

1. On the Southwest Front, the Demon Clan's Ling Buxu Legion poses a great threat to the flanks and rear of the area I occupy. The Demon Army has twice launched attacks on the province of Gudisa, but has been resolutely resisted by our Southwest Legion. Ling Buxu is a very flexible commander, and his combat has a high degree of ammunition. Wherever his cavalry and infantry encountered organized and resolute resistance from our regular army and local guerrillas, he abandoned this section and turned to other directions, looking for weak links in our defenses to carry out surprise attacks, and then interspersed with infiltrations, creating a local superiority in forces in some areas, and encircling and annihilating them.

Moreover, a long-distance assault with a small all-cavalry mobile unit, attacking our granaries and baggage convoys, slaughtering our civilians and lining villages, and then before our defenders could put up organized resistance, the enemy's mobile forces were transferred. For the first time, in the face of such flexible and brutal tactics, our army paid undue losses. ”

Zichuan Xiu thought about it for a while, crossed out the "undue loss" and replaced it with "a big price". This is to take care of Ming Yu's self-esteem. In the battle of Malan Lake, Ling Buxu used the small contempt troops to lure the half-orc garrison of Malan City to leave the city, and then completely annihilated the garrison in the area of Malan Lake, more than 5,000 orc warriors were killed in battle, and the four teams lost their combat effectiveness, and the number disappeared from the battle team. But the losses don't stop there. Taking advantage of the gap in the defense line where the defenders of Malan City were annihilated, Ling Buxu took the opportunity to attack the city and burned down half of Malan City with a fire, and all the grain and grass stored in the city were captured.

Thinking of the gold he had worked hard to accumulate for half a year, and the food he had finally purchased from the family's mainland, but in the end he had fed Ling Buxu and his subordinates the green-haired ghosts, Zi Chuanxiu almost wanted to strangle Ming Yu to death. Suppressing his anger, Shikawa Xiu continued to write the battle order in calm sentences as much as possible: "...... In view of this situation, the base camp insisted that all units of the Southwestern Army Corps, as well as local militias and guerrilla forces, should carry out the most active actions on the defensive front. To that end, reconnaissance should be carried out incessantly, observation posts should be widely set up and supplemented by sensitive lines of communication. The commanders of the forward units must not be satisfied with passive defense, but must launch a resolute counterattack with the enemy in retaliation, dispatch small detachments and small groups day and night to attack the enemy's camps, command centers, granaries, baggage, warehouses, and other important tactical targets, and carry out surprise strikes on the enemy's checkpoints, patrols, and mobile camps, destroying their rear and causing the enemy to lose peace; destroy the enemy's reconnaissance posts and assault cavalry units, and pay special attention to destroying the enemy's cavalry units, so as to limit the enemy's mobile forces in a large-scale breakthrough into our army.

In addition, the commander of the base camp construction Yì Southwest Army Corps paid attention to the effective allocation of troops. Judging from the fighting of the past three weeks, the Southwestern Army Corps, which was in a defensive posture, had distributed its forces too evenly and dispersively, and it was difficult to form an effective strike force against the enemy, and it was in a passive state during the battle. The headquarters of the Southwest Army Corps considered concentrating the garrison troops in 36 cities and 613 villages scattered along the battle line, forming two or three field clusters of large scale and considerable combat effectiveness (10 to 15 teams in one group, and the location of the corps could be determined by itself according to the actual situation); In the areas where the troops were originally stationed, except for strategic targets that need to be protected, such as granaries, command centers, and important mineral centers, after the withdrawal of regular troops, the defense affairs will in principle be handed over to the militias, guerrillas, and self-defense forces organized by the local governments. ”

Zi Chuanxiu was very troubled, Ming Yu had already suffered several losses at Ling Buxu's hands. A regiment was eaten today, and another city was taken tomorrow, and if it continued to fight in pieces, although it did not decide the general battle, the losses added up to a considerable amount. Shirakawa Shu had considered changing the generals, but Shirakawa and Roger were both in command of their own armies on a mission, and it was not appropriate to transfer them at this time. The half-orc general Bran is both wise and brave, but he is still too tender for an experienced veteran like Ling Buxu. If he is replaced, he may not be better than Ming Yu - why doesn't Ming Yu want to think about it, if he gathers the garrisons scattered in those dozen cities and hundreds of towns, it is enough to organize 100,000 people and three reorganized regiments, which can make him override Ling Buxu in total strength, and enough to deter the enemy and defend the entire southwest front.

After thinking about it for a while, Zi Chuanxiu added: "In areas where local governments and local armed forces have not yet been established, the regular troops should organize local residents to conduct elections, elect local people, and then evacuate after the local governments control the situation and form armed forces sufficient to maintain the security of the region."

"In view of the importance of the Southwestern Front, the base camp intends to draw forces from the Southeast Army Corps (Roger's Corps) and the Base Camp Reserve Corps (Zichuan Xiu's direct corps) to strengthen the strength of the Southwest Corps. The total reinforcements were: Zoe 16th Regiment, Zoe 19 Tu, Zoe Jiǔ Regiment, Hart 33rd Regiment, Dragon Man 4th Regiment, and Xiuzi Battalion 9th, 10th, 11th, 12th and other 4 brigades. All of these units will be placed under the command of the Southwestern Army by the end of May. ”

After writing this paragraph of combat instruction, Zi Chuanxiu put down his pen and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Ling Buxu, a first-class famous general in the kingdom. Shikawa Xiu muttered softly. He opened the curtain of the tent and went outside to stretch out. All the people near and far are immersed in a quiet dreamland, as if even the earth is asleep, and the night breeze blows on their faces.

The stars in the sky seemed taller, and the darkness was thicker.

He went back to the tent, and the night was already deep, but he did not sleep, and felt uncomfortable as if he were worried about something. When he was in the Demon Army, Ling Buxu's jīng light eyes left a deep impression on him. At first glance, Zichuan Xiu could see that he was an extremely smart and capable person. Ling Buxu's combat experience is very rich, although Ming Yu is also one of the few defensive players under his command, but Ling Buxu's experience is not comparable to him. He calculated, with the addition of reinforcements, the strength in Ming Yu's hand should be on par with Ling Buxu, Zi Chuanxiu did not expect Ming Yu to defeat the other party, he just hoped that even if Ming Yu couldn't win, he shouldn't lose badly, as long as he could maintain the battle line and drag Ling Buxu.

In his plan, the goal at this stage is divided into three steps. The first step is to first eradicate the remnants of Lu Di's defeated generals with all his might, and take the last stronghold of the demons in the east - Tran Fortress, and the rebel army has a solid defensive fortress in the east. Then leave behind a reliable general, such as Shirakawa, to defend the fortress of Tran and establish the eastern defense line of the Far East.

In the second step, the main force of the Far Eastern Army turned westward and fought a decisive battle with Ling Buxu, striving to defeat his troops as much as possible.

The third step, after defeating Ling Buxu, the Far East has basically cleared the large army of the demon clan, in addition to a small number of troops to carry out the security and bandit suppression work in the territory, the next focus of defense can be placed in the east. Shikawa planned to use several large fortresses such as Tran and Shaga as key points to rebuild the eastern defense line of the Far East.

Of course, Zichuan Xiu thought that when he could defend himself against the enemy outside the borders of the country, he would be able to focus his efforts on domestic construction, and the cultivated land abandoned during the war would be recultivated, the land should be evenly distributed, the industrial and mining industries should be built, and the Far East's own factories and technologies should be imported from the family's interior—in less than five years, the new Far East that he had promised to Elder Boudin would appear!

Of course, there must be a premise for this, the premise is that the demon clan will not send new suppression troops to the Far East, at least not until they defeat Ling Buxu, otherwise, they will once again fall into the dilemma of fighting on two fronts in the east and west. Zichuan Xiu also knew that it was impossible for the Demon Kingdom to watch the fat in its hands being taken away without making a sound. But since the higher-ups of the Demon Kingdom had not reacted to the rebellion in the Far East for more than a year, and had not discovered the new suppression forces, this gave Shikawa Shu a glimmer of hope: maybe a miracle would happen?

Wait until the New Far East is established...... Zi Chuanxiu's heart was filled with sadness: this life was already destined to be lonely, no matter how much great achievements there were, what was the point? He remembered that among those most desperate rìzi, in order to reject the desert-like blankness in his heart, he fought desperately, took the lead in every battle, rode his horse and charged at the front of the whole army, almost crazy adventures, countless arrows "fluttering" past his ears in the wind continuously, experiencing the extreme stimulation of the edge of life and death to make himself forget his loneliness, and take pleasure in it. He realized that the childish moods he had felt in the early days of the war had become a thing of the past. He became ruthless, playing with his own lives and the lives of others with indifference and contempt, which earned him the respect of his subordinates: "The King of Light is good!" Only he knows that this is nothing more than a kind of self-abandonment, a kind of desperate self-defeating after losing a loved one.

Faintly, he felt a trace of fear: when one day he really expelled the demons and restored the zìyóu of the Far East, where would he go? Where would he look for this stimulus of birth and death to relieve himself of loneliness? Where would there be a new battlefield where he could forget his grief? Or, could it be that the great King of Light, who had once commanded the clouds, would spend the rest of his life soaked in wine? A slurred old man, his biggest career every day is to flirt with a slightly sè hostess?

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zi Chuanxiu's mouth: instead of slowly eroding and intoxicating like this, it is better to die a heroic death in the war with the demons - when the truth is revealed and the news is transmitted back to dìdū, will she still feel sorry for herself?

Want to cry?

It was already deep in the night, and there was the cry of a lonely wild wolf in the wilderness outside, and the sound was bleak and long. Today, the army walked more than forty miles in one go, and thinking that he would continue to rush tomorrow, Zichuan Xiu retracted his thoughts, yawned and opened the marching blanket. Suddenly, he stopped: the sound of rattling curtains and the sound of slight footsteps could be heard outside the tent door.

Zi Chuanxiu pressed the moon-washing knife on his waist with his backhand and asked loudly, "Who?"

"Brightness helps the world. A clear male voice replied through the curtain of the door, it was tonight's security command: "Your Highness, I am a herald sent by Lord Bran, and I have an urgent military situation to see!"

"Forever shine on the earth, please come in. Zi Chuanxiu replied to the lower half of the password, the white light flashed, and the moon washing knife was silently unsheathed and held tightly in his hand. His eyes were fixed in the direction of the tent curtain, and his eyes did not blink.

"Whew!" suddenly there was a sharp crack that tore through the eardrums, and the curtain of the tent made of thick canvas was silently shattered, and the fragments swept into the tent in the wind, and the pieces were as sharp as knives. It was as if a terrible storm suddenly appeared in the flat ground, countless points of light poured into the tent like raindrops, and the invincible sword qi swept through the tent like a storm, and there was a dense "boom" sound, and countless holes had appeared on the wall of the tent behind Zichuan Xiu's original standing position, and the light of the candles was spotted from the holes into the darkness outside the camp tent.

Zi Chuanxiu didn't have time to fight back, so he rolled over and rolled out a long distance on the spot, kicked the desk where the candles were arranged, and the camp tent suddenly fell into a darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. I only heard a few sharp sounds of sword qi breaking through the wind and the sound of the sword piercing into a blunt object, and countless swords had been hit in my original seat. Listening to the wind and judging the enemy's position, Zi Chuanxiu approached silently like a leopard in the dark, wielding a knife to fight back, the dazzling knife light flashed away in the dark, and the moon washing knife drew an arc in the dark, but it rarely missed: the other party had already moved.

Almost at the same moment, he felt a cold and piercing sword qi attacking his chest instead of seeing, and Zi Chuan Xiu shrewdly dodged and dodged this sword, knowing in his heart that it was the sword that missed just now that exposed his position. Through the sword path of the sword, Shikawa Xiu once again captured the opponent's position and swung the knife to fight back.

"Ding!" there was a deafening metal clash as the swords slashed fiercely in the air, sparks popped out, and the two of them snorted at the same time, followed by silence.

Shikawa Xiu bent his knees and half-squatted on the ground, covering the sharp flash of the blade with his sleeve, motionless. He held his rod and sucked, suppressed the vitality of his whole body, closed his eyes, and gathered his eyes, his ears almost erected like rabbits. The tent was shrouded in a terrible silence and darkness. You can hear that in the crevices of the tent canvas, the wind is whining softly, so quiet that it is chilling, so black that it is almost as if it has fallen into a large ink tank, and you can't see your fingers.

The Assassins remained in their tents. Now neither eye's eye can adjust to the sudden darkness, and can only rely on the ears to catch the other's position. From the other party breaking the door to sneaking up and killing people, he immediately lay down and kicked out the candle, this series of actions all happened between lightning and thunder, both sides were all fast, and he didn't even have a chance to see the other party's purpose clearly. Zichuan Xiu knew that he had met a rare master in his life. The opponent's swordsmanship is too terrifying, the sword light is pouring like raindrops, just now in an instant, more than a dozen swords were pulled out at the same time, looking at it, the sword light formed a dazzling light cluster, like a cloud of mist to cover himself, not to mention seeing the move, he couldn't even tell which sword was in front and which sword was behind. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and kicked out the candle to make the camp dark, otherwise he would have been stabbed in a few rounds. In a trance, Zi Chuanxiu had a feeling that this person's sword path was somewhat similar to that of his friend Di Lin, but faster, more ruthless, and more terrifying!

The dreary darkness was full of murderous intent, horror, and oppression, like a string that was about to break. In the darkness in front of him, his great enemy is hidden, and the army is just around the corner, but Zi Chuanxiu does not dare to cry out for help: whoever makes a voice first to expose himself will inevitably attract an attack like * from the other party. And for a master of this level, one blow is enough to be fatal, and he will definitely not be able to support the army to rescue him. His mind was blank, and his mind was so nervous that his brain was about to break - it was an unbearable test and torture. Behind Zi Chuanxiu, sweat has soaked through his clothes. He repeatedly forced himself to concentrate on the gods, but his brain was already involuntarily thinking: Where did this terrible master come from? Such a terrible fast sword, the defense can't be defended, if you really compete face-to-face, your only chance is to only attack and not defend, and try your best to die with him......

The sound of footsteps came from the "da-da", and the sound in the commander's tent alarmed several guards on duty who were passing by. Someone shouted from a very close place outside: "We are the jǐng guard tonight, my lord, are you okay?"

Zi Chuanxiu secretly rejoiced: his own people are finally here! He didn't say anything.

The assassin in the shadows was silent.

A glimmer of light from a torch appeared at the curtain of the tent, and a half-orc guard walked into the pitch-black tent with a torch and shouted, "Your Highness, I hear a voice. You ......"

Zi Chuanxiu suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and he suddenly shouted at the risk of being exposed: "Don't, get out quickly......"

With a soft "boom", the orc guard froze, his face had a strange expression, and under the dim light of the torch, he grinned as if he had seen something very ridiculous. The hand gradually loosened, and the burning torch fell to the ground. The orc made a strange "gurgling" sound in his throat, but he couldn't speak: a sharp sword slashed through the back of his neck, piercing his thick neck, and the bloody blade protruded from his throat.

With a "whoosh", the sword was drawn back. The orc soldier staggered two steps forward and slammed into Shikawa Xiu. Zi Chuanxiu hurriedly helped him, and touched a hot and viscous liquid on his hand. The orc gasped in vain, covering the wound in his throat, red blood seeping out of his fingers in large streams, and a strange "grunt" sound came out of his throat. He shouted vaguely, "Your Highness, be careful......"

Struggled backwards and broke away from Zichuan Xiu's support, and the whole person fell to the ground on his back, and his body was just ashamed to extinguish the torch. It was dark again in the tent.

"Bang, bang" The curtain was knocked open, and two more guards felt that it was not good, and rushed into the dark camp tent with knives, and Zichuan Xiu issued a jǐng warning again: "Be careful!"

The guards were stunned: "Your Highness, what are you talking about?" They suddenly entered the dark tent from the moonlight, their eyes could not adapt to the change, a ghostly shadow had been silently pasted behind them, a sword light flashed like lightning in the darkness, only "Snort!" two soft sounds, followed by the screams of the two soldiers: "Ahh

The screams were heard far away in the silence of the night, and the whole camp could hear them clearly. The sleeping rebel soldiers woke up one after another: "What's going on?"

"Where's the scream?"

The faithful soldier died tragically in front of him, and he could only watch and be helpless! That powerless frustration made Zi Chuanxiu angry, his blood was full of blood, his blood was rushing, his vision was full of red, his consciousness became blurred, his mind was chaotic, and only one voice kept echoing in his head: Kill him! Kill that beast! He could feel that a strange change was taking place in his body, the whole body was becoming hot, as if it were smoldering in a furnace, and the sense organs were multiplying and sensitive, especially the vision: the pitch blackness that had not been visible just now had turned into a crimson sè...... I saw it, I saw it: hazy, a meter away, on the edge of the tent, a crimson figure was approaching him little by little.

The Assassin sneered silently: if the King of Light continued to hide in the darkness as he had just done, and he did not dare to light a torch to find him in the darkness, a large number of his guards were coming, and it would be in his favor to delay any longer. But I didn't expect him to be so stupid, he lost his mind when he saw several soldiers being killed, and he took the initiative to speak out and expose his figure. He quietly approached Zi Chuanxiu's position, and slashed past with a sword, slowly and steadily, without a little wind.

With a crisp metal collision sound, Zi Chuanxiu's body turned, and the Moon Washing Knife held the enemy sword in the darkness exactly, and the steel knife twisted flexibly, and the assassin's wrist suddenly became numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

Zi Chuanxiu turned around like a whirlwind, "Boom" is three knives, the knife light flashes like thunder, and the knife does not leave the key point of the assassin. The assassin wolf rolled on a grass donkey and narrowly dodged, this change was really beyond his expectations, the target to be assassinated suddenly became so strong, his speed and ferocity were simply different from just now!

"Die!" Shikawa snorted and rushed over. The assassin immediately gave up the idea of a sneak attack and swung his sword head-on to meet it, and for a while, the two of them exchanged swords and killed each other. In the darkness, the assassin could not see, and could only rely on the flash of the blade and the sound of the wind to judge the origin of the opponent's weapon, which was particularly thrilling. The only thing he could rely on was his rich experience in the battle and his fast sword beyond ordinary people, trying to block Zi Chuan Xiu's endless killing moves, and in an instant, he had fallen behind. His reaction was also a quick response, and he immediately understood: "Can you see it?"

Zi Chuanxiu didn't answer, and responded with a more crazy attack, the knife was as fast as the wind, as fierce as thunder, the knife was so fast that it was impossible to see its original shape, as if countless silver-white lightning bolts covered the two of them, and the two sides were all fighting fast, and the swords collided continuously at a speed that was beyond ordinary people's hearing: "Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding-" It sounded like a long impact.

"Drink!" Zi Chuanxiu shouted, and the sword light suddenly skyrocketed, and the snow-white sword light already had a touch of red.

"Hey!" the Assassin let out a low groan, his left shoulder already painted. But with this slight injury, he had already broken away from Zi Chuanxiu's sword aura, but with a flicker of the figure, he had already retreated to the edge of the tent, and his body was so fast that he looked like a ghost.

"Want to run!?" Zichuan Xiu chased after with a low snort. However, the Assassin did not want to escape, only heard "Boom" and "Boom"

There were two cracks, and the assassin backhanded his sword, and there were already two half-foot-long crossed sword marks under the canvas of the tent behind him, and from the crack of the three-dimensional star, the clear moonlight sprinkled in. - Although it is not very clear, the outlines of the people and objects in the tent can be seen clearly. Now, both sides can see it!

Zi Chuanxiu understood the other party's intentions, and did not make a sound, and stepped forward to fight again, and the internal force was already transported on the knife. The assassin could see clearly, the sword spat out like a viper, and the back shot struck the spine first. Sparks flew around, and the swords struck again, with a deafening low "buzz", and both sides were arm-numb. The assassin only felt a paralyzing sensation extending from his wrist upwards to his shoulder, and in shock he jumped back and asked, "Stop!

Shikawa Xiu was silent and switched the knife to his left hand. At the touch just now, his arms were numb and he couldn't move, but fortunately, his left and right hands were equally flexible, and when he stepped forward to kill again, the assassin jumped back again and shouted, "Stop! King Bian Ming, who are you? What is your relationship with the "Heqiu Lin Family"?"

Zi Chuanxiu didn't answer, the knife flashed, the knife turned up diagonally, and the blade slashed to the opponent's neck from the bottom to the top like lightning. This is exactly one of the tricks in his stunt "Reverse Snow". The moves of this set of martial arts are all contrary to common sense and habits, in this kind of fast fighting, both sides have no time to think, can only rely on their usual habits to fight, Zi Chuan Xiu believes that no matter how high his martial arts are, he will suffer a big loss when he encounters this abnormal sword technique.

Unexpectedly, Zichuan Xiu's knife was only half slashed, and the other party had already stabbed Zichuan Xiu's face with a lightning sword, forcing him to jump back to dodge. Zichuan Xiu jumped up and raised his knife to slash the opponent's head, but the knife was only halfway raised, and the other party stabbed him with another sword in the open chest, forcing Zichuan Xiu to retreat again.

Zichuan Xiu makes all his moves, and there are endless tricks, but these are all useless, no matter how he moves and changes, the other party is always a little faster than him, and his own move changes all fall into the hands of the other party, often a knife does not come out of the opponent's sword has been expected to be cracked by the enemy first, and he has repeatedly encountered crises and almost hit the trick several times - strangely, the other party seems to have a merciful intention, and sometimes it is clear that Zichuan Xiu has been unable to dodge, but the other party deliberately slowed down the sword and let Zichuan Xiu live.

Zi Chuan Xiu was so angry that he could accurately crack his own tricks in such an anticipation of the enemy's opportunity, unless this person knew his martial arts and moves well, but the origin of his martial arts was unknown to no one in the world except for one person - but this impossible thing happened to him!

Zi Chuanxiu roared angrily: "Die!" With a flip of his wrist, a dense knife light like a snowflake protected his whole body, and the whole person rushed forward like a whirlwind.

The assassin's pupils contracted suddenly: "Snowflakes in the sky!"

He knew the horror of this move, this was originally a defensive move, a knife was extremely changeable, conjuring up countless knife flowers, the knife flowers were like the fluttering snowflakes, falling around and protecting the whole body - this was an impeccable defensive move, but Zi Chuanxiu with his fierce momentum and courage to turn this move into a terrible offensive move, as long as he pounced closely, he would be twisted into pieces by the countless seemingly beautiful "snowflakes" in an instant!

At the critical moment, the assassin shouted "ha" and stabbed straight with his sword: It is impossible to crack this complicated move with changes, and the only way to crack it is to attack against attack, and restrain the opponent head-on with strong internal force! Although there are countless dazzling snowflakes, there is only one real knife, as long as the real knife is restrained, this move will not break itself!

"Ding!" sounded, and the sword blocked again, and both of them were shaken and took a step back.

"I know who you are, Zichuan Xiu!" the assassin said, trying to hold back the pain of the other party's true qi invasion on his arm, the pain like an ant crawling in the veins, which was the unique lethality of the "Ripple Gong".

Shikawa Xiu couldn't even speak, gasping for air. The burning sensation of burning the internal organs as if they were being burned by fire, the pain was like someone grinding their internal organs with sand. The other party's true qi is very sharp, and he will directly kill his internal organs and dantian when he touches it, and this strange true qi is the first time he has come into contact with it. Now he is trying his luck to dissolve that strange killing true qi, and he can't come forward to fight for a while. Zi Chuanxiu originally expected that he would be able to dissolve the true qi that had entered his body faster than the other party, but when he was suddenly called out by the other party, his heart was shocked, and his true qi was shocked.

"It's useless. The assassin's cold voice came from the darkness: "You and I are of the same origin and species, and the lethality caused is doubled. Zichuan Xiu, there is no hour, you don't want to move. ”

Zi Chuanxiu sneered: "Aren't you the same? It's my people outside, and you can only wait to die!"

As long as I shouted......" As if to annotate his words, in the distance, the rude shouts of the orc soldiers came and went: "There are assassins!", "Go and protect His Highness the King of Light!" The late-night fighting and screaming had already alarmed the camp, and both sides were unable to move, but Shikawa Xiu's men were approaching, and the Assassins were in a very bad situation.

Zi Chuanxiu suddenly stopped: the opponent's cold sword blade was pressing against his throat, and the cold air was overwhelming. Then several acupuncture points on the body were numb at the same time, and the other party had already ordered his own acupuncture points.

With a soft "click", the Assassin put his sword into the sheath, and with one hand in his left hand, he lit the oil lamp that had fallen to the ground again, and the light in the tent was restored. So Zichuan Xiu was able to see tonight's big enemy, a rare top master in his life.

A few people who were knocked over a few times, a masked man wearing a black sè uniform of Xiuziying held an oil lamp in one hand and looked at Zichuan Xiu thoughtfully, his eyes full of curiosity. He was long and thin, with only one pair of eyes peeking out of the mask, and his eyes were surprisingly bright. The two looked at each other, but neither spoke. Zi Chuan Xiu was shocked: the other party had recovered so quickly! What he was even more dissatisfied with was that the assassin seemed to know all about his martial arts, and he had tried his best to avoid that he had done his best in the best state, but he still had to end up in defeat. For the first time in his life, he lost faith in his martial arts.

Outside the tent, the chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer, accompanied by the clanging of weapons and metal, and a large number of men and horses surrounded the command tent from all directions. The generals of the rebel army had already discovered that something was wrong with the commander, and they led their subordinates to the rescue. They surrounded the tent, the cold reflection of metal shining through the holes in the tent, and the dense swords and swords of the woods cast clear shadows on the tent, and the light of the torches flickered.

This kind of scene made Zichuan Xiu have a familiar feeling: he remembered that he had kidnapped Princess Cardin and escaped in this way.

The assassin suddenly spoke up: "Listen outside, the King of Light is in my hands. If you want him to die, you can all stay away!" The words came out with a strong internal force, startling the sleeping turtledove in the forest next to him. The soldiers who arrived were in a panic and stopped one after another. The officers did not understand what the actual situation in the camp was, and hurriedly restrained their subordinates.

Outside, an orc shouted, "Who are you?" Don't try to deceive us, Lord Bright King is extremely brave, you are not his old man's opponent at all! If you don't come out immediately, we will go in and cut you with a thousand knives!" Zi Chuan Xiu heard that it was Busen's voice.

The assassin tapped Zichuan Xiu's throat with his scabbard, and Zichuan Xiu knew what he meant, and reluctantly spoke: "Busen, is that you? ”

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I can't be better—" The assassin impatiently poked Shikawa Xiu in the chest with his scabbard, and Zichuan Xiu scolded in his heart but had to speak: "You guys stand back a little, step back ten steps." I have something to talk about with this friend. ”

Busen hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes, Your Highness!" and then ordered loudly: "Everyone, stay ten steps away from the tent and do not come close." The army began to retreat like cháo water, and in the midst of the chaotic footsteps, Shikawa heard an unknown orc officer whispering an order: "Where's the archers? Quickly transfer the archers and —— aim at the door, just shè!" he said quietly, but unexpectedly, both of them in the tent were masters, and they could hear it clearly.

Zi Chuanxiu laughed awkwardly: "Hehe." ”

The masked man stared at him quietly, his eyes unblinking, checking the face and silhouette of Shikawa Xiu.

Zi Chuanxiu glared at him angrily, but found that the other party's eyes were very gentle. I don't know if it's an illusion, but at the moment of looking at each other, Zichuan Xiu felt that the other party showed complex feelings: concern, regret, emotion, kindness...... There was no killing intent.

It took a long time for the assassin to speak, "I really didn't expect that the King of Light was you." His voice was clear and pleasant, with a kind of autumn breeze in his tone.

Zi Chuanxiu frowned: "Do you know me, who are you?" The other party's eyes made him feel familiar, but he couldn't think of where he had seen it. Logically speaking, this is impossible, the other party's martial arts are so high that it is rare in his life, if he has ever met such a person, there is absolutely no reason not to remember.

The masked man smiled - he covered his face, and Shikawa Shu wasn't sure if he was really smiling, but he saw the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes suddenly pile up. - It seems that he is not young, Zichuan Xiu thought secretly.

"You don't have to know my real name, but the demons all call me Black Sand," after a pause, he slowly added, "Black Sand Military Division." ”

Zi Chuanxiu's eyes narrowed into a slit, and her eyes suddenly contracted tightly. He had heard of the name for a long time. When he took refuge in the Demon Clan, he had heard of his reputation many times: the first powerful minister of the Demon Kingdom, the most trusted minister of the God Emperor, a mysterious figure with a mysterious background, a person who had no chance to see in the Demon Army back then, but now he stood alive in front of him. No one could have imagined that he would dare to infiltrate the rebel camp alone to assassinate him, and his martial arts were so good that he could defeat Zichuan Xiu in a one-on-one fight.

"Zichuan Xiu, my password should be correct, but you look like you were prepared—how did you find me?" asked Heisha, in a kind and affectionate tone. He was not asking about an enemy he had defeated, but rather about an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

Zi Chuanxiu snorted, he didn't want to answer, but thinking that the other party had already answered a question about himself, he didn't answer it but seemed a little petty.

"The password you just gave is the general password of the army, and entering my camp requires another set of higher-level passwords. And even if there is an emergency military situation, it should be my personal guards who report it, not a strange communications soldier. - How's the guards around me?"

Swing Sha nodded apologetically: "I'm very sorry......"

Zichuan Xiuxiu frowned: "Are they all dead?"

"I don't like to kill senselessly, but they're all very skilled, and I'm not sure I can restrain them without alarming you. I'm really sorry. ”

Zichuan Xiu snorted. He really didn't understand this black sand, since everyone was an enemy, he really didn't need to apologize twice in a row so pretendedly.

"Shikawa Xiu, you are a very remarkable person. Heisha quietly exclaimed: "The whole world thinks you are dead, but you have established such a great cause in the Far East! ”

Zi Chuanxiu looked at him coldly and said nothing.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not going to kill you, you know why?"

Zi Chuanxiu sneered: "Because you have a crush on me?" He really couldn't believe Heisha's words, he killed many high-ranking generals of the demon clan, causing the demon clan to suffer heavy losses and lose face, and now he is leading the Far East uprising, and the demon clan should definitely get rid of himself and hurry up.

Swing Sha smiled good-naturedly: "Don't make such jokes. It's a pity, if the King of Light wasn't you, Zichuan Xiu, how good it would be! As long as you kill him, the entire rebel army in the Far East will collapse, and the suppression of the rebellion will be just around the corner. ”

"That can't be done. Kill me, and thousands of Far Easterners will stand up, and the despicable yīn conspiracy and assassination will never change the cháo flow of history, and the liberation of the Far East will be unstoppable!"

"Hehe, that's a good point, Zichuan Xiu - or would you prefer me to call you His Royal Highness the King of Light?—— "Despicable yīn plots and assassinations can never change history?" The person who said this is really hard to make me believe that he assassinated the two generals of the demon clan Gesha and Yun Shen in the Third Battle of Satokawa, and assassinated Sir Yun Qianxue in the Battle of Pai - although he only cut off one of his arms, and assassinated Lei Xun, the commander of the Zichuan family's zhōngyāng army, in the night of dìdū bloodshed, His Excellency Zichuan Xiu, the world-famous "assassination king" who assassinated the traitor Lei Hong of the Zichuan family and killed and injured more than 60 high-ranking generals of the demon clan at the Demon Clan's celebration banquet, are you too modest, aren't you?"

Zi Chuanxiu couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect Heisha to be so clear about his history, and now he is telling it, which has a taste of irony.

"To the demons, I'm just a dead person, why are you so familiar with my information?"

"Hehe, you're too modest. You have become one of the most terrible enemies in the eyes of the demons, and even if you die, they will try to collect as much information as possible about you. Besides, I won't believe you're dead until I see your body. - Is His Royal Highness King Ming okay?"

Zi Chuanxiu's heart was shocked but pretended to be stupid: "Who is King Ming?"

Swing Sha smiled kindly, and then avoided the topic: "The rebels in the Far East are complex, humans, half-orcs, snakes, dragons, jīng spirits, dwarves, and there are many factions within each race, for example, the half-orcs are divided into more than a dozen factions and tribes such as Shia, Gala, Ashkenazi, and Bu, and these forces and factions have long been suspicious and hostile to each other - the reason why so many races and forces can unite together is because of the prestige of your Light King. Ah Xiu, you are the only link that connects the rebels in the Far East from division, and as soon as you die, they will immediately become a mess of scattered sand, and they may fight for the position of leader.

Let's just say that your most powerful legion, the black-clothed army, I guess it should be your descendant unit, Xiuzi Battalion, right? Bai Chuan is a weak woman who is difficult to take on heavy responsibilities, Roger is brave and unscrupulous, and Ming Yu is a good bureaucrat, but lacks the prestige and courage to command actual combat troops. If you are gone, who will take your place? Without a leader with the strength and prestige to convince the public, division and cannibalism are inevitable, and your cronies and subordinates will lead their respective descendants to fight endlessly—even if the Xiuzi Battalion does not split, can you be sure that the new heir of the Xiuzi Battalion will be able to gain the complete and unreserved trust of the orcs and the Far Eastern races like you? Are you sure that the new heir of the Xiuzi Battalion will continue to carry out your policy and carry the war against the demons to the end? Without your command, how much combat strength does the rabble rebels have left? Ah Xiu, your life and death alone are related to the rise and fall of a country!"

Swinging Sha said it in a long breath, and Zi Chuanxiu only heard the sweat behind him.

"Originally, the easiest way to quell the rebellion in the Far East was to kill you, but you are a person who can't be killed...... Heisha sighed: "Ah Xiu, you have put my painstaking plan on hold. ”

Zi Chuanxiu was confused when he heard it: "I'm a person who can't be killed?

Swing Sha smiled and didn't answer: "Ah Xiu, you have to remember that the Far Eastern rebels you led hindered me, but you yourself are not my enemy...... After thinking for a while, he corrected: "It shouldn't be." We are fellow travelers. ”

Zi Chuanxiu interrupted him with a mouthful: "I have a different path from those Terran scum who have defected to the demon race!"

"It's foolish to insult your opponent when you can't resist, and you have to remember that. What's more—" Black Sand asked meaningfully, "how can you be sure that I am human?"

Zi Chuan Xiu was stunned, yes, Heisha may also be the royal family of the demon clan - but how can I feel that this person in front of me should be a human being?

Looking at Zi Chuanxiu's daze, Hei Sha smiled and asked again, "How can you be sure that you are a human being?"

"Isn't this nonsense, don't I know ...... myself"

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly paused, Heisha picked up the mirror that Zi Chuanxiu used to wash from the side of the sleeping bag and handed it to him, Zi Chuanxiu froze: Who is this hideous......-looking guy in the mirror? But...... His eyes were as red as blood, and the terrible red seemed to drip out of his sockets, revealing a bloodthirsty murderous aura, which was quite terrifying.

"This ...... Who is this?" In a panic, Zichuan Xiu was incoherent: "This ...... It's not my ......."

"Didn't he tell you at all?"

Zi Chuanxiu shook his head blankly, his head was chaotic, blank, unable to think.

He smiled and put the mirror back on it: "It's really naïve, I take everything in the world for granted-you haven't been able to control your madness physique freely, don't worry, the face of your eyes will soon return to normal." ”

"Who the hell are you......? Who am I?"

"Someday, we'll meet again. At that time, you will understand a qiē. Shikawa Shu, although we take different paths, our goals are the same. Heisha lifted the curtain and dodged out, as fast as a disembodied ghost, and disappeared in a flash.

Outside, the frightened cries of the orcs were heard: "Someone is out!

"Assassin!

"Kill him!"

The roar sounded, and countless arrows shè towards the door - Zi Chuan Xiu was frightened into a cold sweat, those arrows shè shè through the tent towards his shè, he wolf bèi rolled down in a bad way, but he could still think for a while: "The archery team still needs to train." Then there was the sound of swords and slashes, and the sound of the fight gradually faded away, and countless voices shouted: "He ran away! That guy is a monster, and he will use the magic of demons!"

"That guy can fly! That guy can fly!"

"Chase after —— no, go in and protect Your Highness!"

Countless orc soldiers hurriedly poured into the tent, and the whole tent was illuminated by burning torches, and the people were full of voices, and only Busen's loud voice could be heard shouting: "Your Highness, Your Highness the King of Light! Where are you?"

The orc soldiers shouted, "Your Highness is gone!" and they shouted and screamed and jumped anxiously up and down until they heard a faint moan coming from under their feet: "Here I am." Hiding under the collapsed few sons, trampled by dozens of half-orcs, surrounded by a dense array of arrows, Zichuan Xiu let out a groan with difficulty. Busen grabbed it and asked anxiously, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

Zichuan Xiu moaned weakly: "It's okay, it's okay before you come in......" - nothing else happened except for a broken rib by you, internal injuries to the chest and abdomen, and a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Oh, that's good!" Busen nodded very dryly, turned around and announced to everyone: "His Royal Highness the King of Light is safe!

"Oh-oh-oh, huh-zhuo-la!" the orc soldiers cheered.

Zichuan Xiu couldn't cry or laugh: "It's really hard for everyone." ”

"You're welcome, we're family!" said Busen.

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Someone outside the tent said loudly: "Report to His Royal Highness the King of Light, General Bran has sent back an envoy from the front line, and there is an urgent military situation to ask for an appointment!"

Zi Chuanxiu, who had just fallen asleep in a daze, almost jumped up and slashed people with a knife: "Here it is again! Heisha, you bastard, don't you always bother with such a set?" In the first half of the night, because of the assassin incident, a total of seven guards died, and the orcs sent a search team to pursue but returned in vain, and finally everyone fell asleep again, and someone ran to say that there was an urgent military situation!

Shikawa Xiu put his clothes on his body and walked out of the tent in a haphazard manner, and immediately followed by a group of guards. A few meters away, a dozen or so guards from the Xiuzi Battalion surrounded a half-orc messenger, eyeing him - since tonight's assassin incident, Busen had ordered the security level of Shikawa Xiu to be increased.

The orc messenger was terrified at such a "grand" reception. He turned his face, and Shikawa Xiu immediately recognized him, almost exclaiming. He turned around and waved his hand to rebuke the guards around him: "It's okay, this is someone I know." Go down and rest first. ”

Guard Commander Gu Lei shook his head: "My lord, we have been ordered to guard you, and we will not leave an inch. If it happens again like tonight, we're all going to kill ourselves. ”

Zi Chuanxiu sighed: "Okay, then you guys stay outside the tent - herald, you come in with me." ”

The orc entered Shikawa Shu's tent. Zi Chuanxiu asked him with a smile: "What's the matter? Is there no herald in the Second Army? ”

The deputy commander of the Second Legion in the Far East, the half-orc Bran, was embarrassed: "The matter is relatively serious, I can't rest assured that it will be handed over to the ordinary signal soldiers, for fear that they will leak it - Chief Shirakawa and I agree with each other." I'm sorry to disturb the adults' rest, right?"

"Nothing. Zi Chuanxiu's expression became solemn: "Say, what's so mysterious?"

Even though this was in the heavily guarded camp of Zichuan Xiu, Bran was still a little hesitant. He whispered quietly close to Zichuan Xiu's ear.

"What!?" Zi Chuanxiu exclaimed in surprise, he immediately suppressed his voice and asked in a low voice, "Lu Di defected?!"

"Not yet, Your Highness. Bran replied, "Yesterday, a demon army took the initiative to contact our forward garrison, saying that they would like the entire team to defect and ask if we would like to accept it. Because since the start of the war, no demon army has taken the initiative to mutiny, and Chief Shirakawa is worried that there will be fraud in this, so he did not agree, and replied that we need time to think about it. However, the demon army was very urgent, and sent messengers to ask us in the afternoon and evening, and finally revealed to us that Lu Di, the governor of the Far East, was in their army, and he was willing to provide us with information about the Demon God Kingdom. Lord Shirakawa and I were shocked and didn't dare to call the shots. I would like to ask Your Highness if you can accept Lu Di's surrender?"

Shikawa Xiu blinked his eyes and asked, "Where are your troops?" while flipping out the march map.

"Mocktown, well, that town is about a hundred kilometers away from Tran Fortress......" Bran quickly found the location of Mock Town on the map. Zichuan Xiu stared at it for a long time and exhaled a long breath: "If it's true, we really hope to ......"

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Having resolved the logistical crisis, the Far Eastern Army struck again and captured three more provinces. So far, fifteen of the twenty-three provinces in the Far East have fallen into the hands of Zichuan Xiu. After receiving strong support from the Zichuan family, the Far Eastern Army at this time greatly improved both in quality and quantity. Except for the southwest battalion of Ming Yu who was left behind in Minsk Province to defend the demons, the other legions, under the personal command of Zichuan Xiu, swooped down on the Tran Fortress, the largest and last line of defense of the demons in the eastern Far East.

Shirakawa commanded more than 30,000 men and horses, as the left front of the whole army, and first stationed in the town of Shimok. Roger led the right army to advance from the other side, and Zichuan Xiu led the main central army to follow behind these two armies. Unexpectedly, before the war started, the head of the demon clan took the initiative to say that he wanted to surrender?

Zi Chuanxiu put on his armor indiscriminately, walked out of the tent and shouted, "Gu Lei!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Prepare a horse for me—by the way, inform Lord Buson to come over. ”

Burst Thunder was a little puzzled in his heart: It was already midnight and early morning, what else did the lord want the horse for? But Gu Lei still did not hesitate to carry out the order, ordered the guards to bring Zichuan Xiu's mount, and sent someone to inform General Busen. After a while, Buson hurried in, his clothes disheveled, apparently just awakened from his sleep. From afar, as soon as he saw Zichuan Xiu, he asked, "Your Highness, is there an emergency military situation?"

Zichuan Xiu looked at Bran, Bran shook his head, and whispered: "I only informed Your Highness of this news, and my uncle is not clear." ”

Shikawa Xiu glanced at him appreciatively. Despite the fact that the two were uncles and nephews, Bran still understood that this matter was really important, and even reported it to himself without notifying him. Zichuan Xiu was relieved to see that under his leadership, the orcs who had always been loose were becoming more and more disciplined, and now they were more and more like soldiers than they were a few months ago.

"Busen, I'll go to Shirakawa in front, and the troops will be under your command for the time being. ”

Busen was stunned for a moment, and replied very dryly: "Yes, Your Highness." He blinked his eyes, very surprised that his nephew suddenly left his troops and ran back from the front line late at night, but he didn't ask out loud, just said: "Your Highness, our army has not been able to completely control this area, the scouts have reported, and the demon sentinels are moving around, please pay attention to safety, let the young men of the first regiment go with you." ”

"No, it's enough for the guards to come with me. The horses had already been brought over, and Zichuan Xiu simply turned over and got on the horse. Behind him, the personal guards led by Gulei were also ready to set off, and the sturdy cavalrymen jumped on their horses one by one. Zi Chuanxiu smiled and said, "Let the boys of the first regiment sleep well, they are tired enough today." After greeting Busen, he turned his horse and rushed out of the camp, Bran and the guards hurrying to follow.

The group rode horses and galloped past the sleeping camp of the Far Eastern Army. The sleeping Orcs and Dragonmen were sleeping on their backs in the dew-covered grass, and some were awakened by the sound of horses' hooves, and when they looked up sleepily, the group had already passed by like the wind. At the edge of the camp, they encountered a patrol of half-orcs, and Shikawa just raised the arrow that symbolized his identity forward, and the patrol immediately let them go, and they left the camp unimpeded and disappeared into the dark field.

In the middle of the night in early summer, a moist and cool air rushed towards the warriors on horseback. Zi Chuanxiu clamped his feet on the belly of the horse, and constantly raised his whip, and the horse ran so fast that he rushed to the front of the whole team, so that Gu Lei had to shout several times: "My lord, slow down!" In the dark, it was very dangerous to gallop at such a high speed. Not to mention the demon rangers, even if there is a small pit or stone on the road, if the horse loses its hooves and falls, the light one will be broken, and the heavy one will be fatal. Every time he heard Gu Lei's shout, Zi Chuanxiu always slowed down his horse a little, but soon, he began to gallop again. That eagerness and rush made Bran almost think that Lu Di was the first love of His Royal Highness the King of Light.

Zi Chuanxiu's mood was agitated, and it took a lot of effort for him to control himself and not sing loudly. Although he knew that this area was still a battle ground between the Demon Army and the Far Eastern Army, and it was quite unsafe for him to take only a few dozen guards on the road, when he thought of the benefits that Lu Di's surrender would bring to the rebel army, Zichuan Xiu couldn't even wait for the people of the First Jǐng Guard Regiment to assemble, so he couldn't wait for the people of the First Jǐng Guard Regiment to assemble, so he couldn't wait to go on the road.

Emperor Lu is going to surrender! Zichuan Xiu believes that there will not be many people in the entire Far East rebel army who understand the significance of this matter. The two armies are at war, and it is very important to know the enemy's intelligence. To humans, the Demon Kingdom is a mysterious country. How vast is the country, how many people are there, how many races are there, what is the total number of armed forces in the country, what is the military potential? The Demon Kingdom is like a mysterious world shrouded in the Iron Curtain, and even himself, who has been regarded as the leading demon intelligence expert, has taken great risks to enter the demon army to surrender, but he still knows very little about them. Ignorance produces fear, facing such a powerful opponent as the Demon Kingdom, if you don't understand its details, you have no chance of winning at all.

Now, the situation has taken a turn for the better: Lu Di has been serving as a senior officer of the Demon Army, and he knows the inside story of the Demon Army, and with his help, the Demon Kingdom, which has always been mysterious, will open the iron curtain in front of him--It is precisely because of Lei Hong's surrender that the Far East rebels have developed so easily, and the Demon Race can defeat the Zichuan family's army like a bamboo! And Lu Di is not an ordinary senior officer, he is the governor of the Far East, the supreme command palace of the Demon Clan in the Far East! With his surrender, it is possible for him to subdue the entire Far East demon garrison without bloodshed, and the great cause of the Far East's founding can become a reality overnight! This is a turning point, and its significance is no less important than destroying twenty demon teams on a frontal battlefield, both militarily and politically!

Now, the only question left is: Why did the high-ranking generals of the Demon Kingdom, the nobles of the highest rank, surrender to a group of rebellious grass robbers from the Far East? But my intuition tells me that it is very likely to be true. The reason is also a bit funny: just because it's so unnatural, Shikawa Xiu believes it's true. If the demon clan has the intention to engage in counter-plots, they will definitely make up a perfect lie, create a bitter plan, and release some rumors to spread it, and then send a middle-level officer to run over, saying that he has always been dissatisfied with the cruel oppression of the Demon God Emperor, and now he is going to defect to His Highness, and bring you important information - this is possible, but it will definitely not let the supreme commander of the whole army take the lead role in the counter-plot.

Zichuan Xiu tried his best to depict Lu Di's appearance in his mind, but he couldn't remember it completely no matter how he thought about it.

In my memory, I only remember that he was very burly, with a scar on his face, a fierce appearance, a vulgar demeanor, always with a look of contempt, and his speech shook the room with a rough voice. Zi Chuanxiu couldn't help but sigh: The world is difficult, when he was in the Demon Army, he met Lu Di as a defector, who knew that in less than two years, it was Lu Di who became a mutineer to defect to him.

"My lord," the orc Bran ran up and rode alongside Shikawa Xiu, "ahead is our Moke Town!"

"Ahh Zi Chuanxiu came back to his senses, and their small group of cavalry came out of the jungle and onto a flat road. Far ahead, there was a sparse light, which was the light of Shirakawa's army camping.

"Bran," Zichuan Xiu lowered his voice, "If Lu Di really defected, what do you think?"

Bran stopped talking, and Zichuan Xiu urged him: "Say!"

"Your Highness, I will listen to you. We will do what you think. ”

"No, I'm trying to ask you what you think. ”

"Then, if this guy really dares to come over-" At the mention of the name, Bran's face distorted, and his teeth clucked: "I'll skin him and twitch him!"

Zi Chuanxiu looked at the fierce orc in surprise. Then he remembered the Moon Bay Massacre, the Sharo Massacre, and the Glock Massacre...... Lu Di and his army once brutally trampled the entire Far East under their feet, countless families were destroyed, and every pore of him from head to toe was soaked in the blood of the Far Easterners, and the bubbling blood merged into a vast ocean. The people of the Far East hated Emperor Lu more than the Demon God Emperor. If he accepts Lu Di's surrender, he will inevitably ensure his personal safety, so how can he, the King of Light, explain to the tens of millions of people in the Far East who hate Lu Di to the core? Without the trust and support of the people in the Far East, this battle will not be fought at all.

Shikawa Shu was silent. On the road leading to the Shirakawa camp, they encountered several patrolling gnawing posts shuttling back and forth. The dark whistle suddenly shouted from the darkness to Zichuan Xiu and his party: "Password!"

"Light is the world!" replied Bran.

The sound of branches and leaves sounded in the dark, and a group of half-orc soldiers with javelins emerged from the darkness and stood in front of the torches of the Shikawa Guard. One of the orc officers in the lead knew Bran and greeted him, "Lord Bran!" Bran went up and whispered a few words to him, explaining his intentions and asking him to lead the way. The officer immediately obeyed the order and led Zichuan Xiu and his party into the town.

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Late at night, Mok was silent, moonlight pouring down on the smooth stone slabs of the streets, shining on the sleeping orc soldiers' sleeping countenances. Moke, a town of less than 2,000 households, was suddenly garrisoned by tens of thousands of troops, and the town's dwellings could not accommodate so many troops, and even the pigsty and stables were full of people, and in desperation, some soldiers had to sleep on the streets.

Having been notified that Zichuan Xiu was coming, Shirakawa stood at the intersection of the only main street in the town to greet Zichuan Xiu's arrival, and with her, there were several captains of the Xiuzi camp. Seeing Zichuan Xiu riding his horse, the officers stood and saluted. Shirakawa strode up to meet him. She smiled according to etiquette and said: "When the commander came to my battalion, all the officers and men of the Second Army feel extremely honored!"

"Pull it down, you Shirakawa, don't come to this set!" From a distance, he heard Bai Chuan loudly ordering the officers: "Quick, everyone hide their wallets, be careful of being stolen!"

This made Zichuan Xiu really discouraged, but at this time he was not interested in pursuing this, and asked bluntly: "Where is the envoy of the demon clan?"

"He's already gone back and says he'll hear back from us in the morning. ”

"Oh......" Zi Chuan Xiu was a little disappointed, and Bai Chuan said: "There is no need to be in such a hurry, my lord, you have been in the dust all the way, go and sit down first." ”

"Uh-yes. Zichuan Xiu entered the house, and before he could sit down, he immediately asked, "Shirakawa, what the hell is going on." ”

"My lord, we have already found out the reason for Lu Di's rebellion. The commander of the Second Army, the first of the three generals, Shirakawa Takemoto, said: "In this year and the past year, Emperor Lu has suffered consecutive defeats. He was afraid of the punishment of the Demon God Emperor, so he didn't dare to report it, and now that the matter has been revealed, the Demon God Emperor wants to take his head, and the minister Ross who captured him has already taken a large army on the road, and Lu Di is desperate, so he has to take refuge in us. Shirakawa was extremely simple and to the point, and he made the problem clear at once.

Zi Chuanxiu understood: This is the answer that he can't figure out! Just because this Lord Lu Di has been concealing the military situation and dare not report it, the Demon Kingdom has not sent reinforcements from the country for more than a year, and he is really blessed by him! In a year's time, the small Far Eastern regime has safely passed a dangerous period from embryonic to mature, the soldiers have gained experience, a large number of officers have been cultivated, a logistics system has been established, and the ranks have become regularized and disciplined. His own army has been honed from the birds of the Battle of Kearney to a powerful army that can fight well, and its strength has grown rapidly! Now, Zichuan Xiu is confident that even if the Demon Kingdom really draws troops from the country, under his command, the orc army that has been tempered on the battlefield for more than a year will be able to resist it.

He laughed softly: "I didn't expect that Lu Di had done us such a big favor!"

Bai Chuan didn't smile, and his god was extremely solemn: "My lord, we still block the news from the outside world about this matter, I don't know how you will decide, my lord?"

No one in the room made a sound. Shirakawa was very jīng Ming, and Zichuan Xiu thought of the same problem: this matter is very sensitive. If it leaks out, it will be learned that the Lord of Light, whom he admires, has actually shielded the culprit who killed his wife and children, Lu Di, and the angry orc soldiers will riot on the spot, and if it is not good, it will lead to a mutiny, and it is possible that the Far Eastern Army will be split from now on.

The King of Light yawned lazily, "I haven't been able to sleep well at night." I'll rest first, and the messenger of the demon clan will inform me when he arrives. ”

At dawn, a group of human cavalry rushed from the direction of the front line, all covered their heads and faces with wide cloaks. They went straight to Shirakawa's command camp. All around, hundreds of soldiers from the Xiuzi battalion surrounded the camp tent densely, and no one was allowed to approach without a warrant from Lord Shirakawa. The early orcs and snake soldiers couldn't help but be amazed when they saw such a scene.

After entering the tent enclosed with tents, the cavalrymen dismounted and took off their cloaks.

One of the tall cavalrymen took off his cloak, revealing the green skin and hideous face unique to the demons. Surrounded by a group of human soldiers, the envoy of the demon clan walked into the tent of the Chinese army in Shirakawa. There, the top generals of the rebel army had been waiting for a long time.

Shirakawa sat in the middle, Bran sat on the left-hand side, and on the right were several captains of the Xiuzi Battalion, motionless with knives in their hands, and blue light flashed on the sharp blades. The atmosphere in the tent was solemn.

The demon envoy strode in, and when he saw this formation, he grinned nonchalantly, revealing a mouth full of snowy teeth, and that smile showed that he was a person who had seen the world and was not overwhelmed by this formation.

He casually bowed and asked, "General, I wonder how you have thought about our mention last night, and are you willing to accept it?"

Bai Chuan sighed in his heart: It seems that the other party is really in a hurry, and he doesn't even have time to say polite words, and he directly asks the most taboo questions of soldiers without any disguise, and there is really no shame left. According to Zichuan Shu's instructions in advance, Shirakawa said: "Before making a final decision, I want to know a little more about the real reason and sincerity of your surrender - as well as your conditions. ”

The demon envoy's face showed anger: "Didn't we already talk about it last night?"

"It doesn't hurt to repeat it too much. Shirakawa said leisurely, with a bit of ridicule in his tone.

Anger appeared on the envoy's face, and the scarred face full of flesh showed a bit of majesty and solemnity for a while, indicating that he was a person who was accustomed to giving orders, but at this moment, the shape was stronger than the human, compared to the anxiety of the demon envoy, the rebel army was in good time. For Rudi and his men, every minute of time counts. If an agreement has not been reached at that time to enter the protection range of the rebel army, they will be sandwiched between Rose's demon army and the rebel army of the King of Light, and their own troops will inevitably be crushed, and all defectors will be killed.

Thinking of the cruel punishment, the messenger shuddered and forcibly suppressed his anger: "I have already said the conditions last night, and I will repeat them one last time. He trembled and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, squinted his eyes and looked at it vigorously: "First: our army voluntarily surrendered to your army and will no longer fight against your army; second: your army must ensure the safety of our person and property; third: our soldiers voluntarily surrender and must ensure that our people are not treated as prisoners of war, let alone forced to be slaves and laborers; fourth: in view of the current residents of the Far East and your army- Well, some soldiers have a blind and hostile attitude towards our Protoss, in order to ensure the safety of our officers and soldiers, our soldiers are allowed to carry weapons that can be used to defend themselves in case of personal threats;Fifth: We are dissatisfied with the current Protoss Emperor Carter, but we are still a member of the Protoss after all, and our soldiers refuse to fight against the Protoss army; Sixth: Please ask your army to provide us with the necessary food and other supplies necessary for our daily life. ”

The envoy said six conditions in one breath, and Shirakawa smiled: "You don't have to fight or work, you can eat and drink for free, and you can carry weapons—it looks like I'm surrendering to Your Excellency." ”

The human officers laughed, and the emissary's face turned red: "These are just the bare minimum conditions, not too much at all! If you can't even agree to this, then you are too insincere!"

"Well, speaking of sincerity, how can you guarantee your sincerity? How do I know that you are not trying to infiltrate our army and cause sabotage—especially since you refuse to lay down your arms, which makes me very uneasy!"

"I vouch for ...... with my personality"

Shirakawa scoffed: "With your status, don't you think it's funny to say such things?" (What qualifications does a traitor have to talk about personality!)

"You!" the messenger was furious, but he couldn't get it again, and his face was red and white: "You have no sincerity at all!"

Shirakawa said coldly: "Now, there is only one path in front of you, and that is ......"

"Lay down your arms and surrender unconditionally. A voice sounded from behind the messenger, faint but with an indescribable majesty. The messenger was startled and turned around suddenly, and a black-robed masked man was standing quietly behind him, wearing a hideous and strange bronze mask on his face, and the black robe fluttered in the wind, indescribably weird.

"Ahh

The human officers and the orcs in the camp stood up in unison, bowed and said, "Your Highness of Light!"

Zi Chuanxiu frowned and approached the messenger: "What did you say?" Although his appearance was a little weird, but in broad daylight, how could the other party be scared like this? Now, Zichuan Xiu is full of curiosity about the chief military division of this demon clan, and feels that he is full of mystery.

The messenger gasped for breath, his hand caressed his chest, and he didn't make a sound, he stared at the bronze mask of Shikawa Xiu, as if he wanted to see Zichuan Xiu's true face through the mask.

Bai Chuan shouted: "Your Highness is asking you!"

The messenger stammered, "Are you...... You're not Lord Black Sand?"

Zi Chuanxiu shook his head and asked, "I am the King of Light." Why do you think I'm Black Sand?"

The messenger breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to get up from the ground, he was still staring at Zichuan Xiu, muttering quietly that he didn't know what to say.

Zi Chuanxiu sighed: "Your Excellency Emperor Lu, it's been a long time!" The voice was so small that only the envoy who was face to face with him could hear it.

The identity was suddenly pointed out, and Lu Di was suddenly surprised: "Who are you?"

Zi Chuan was silent, and looked at Lu Di silently. The Grand Governor of the Far East, the Great General of the Demon Kingdom, the High-ranking Nobleman of the Extremely Human Realm, and the arrogant executioner, in less than two years—no, maybe only a few months, how much he has changed! Zi Chuanxiu still remembers that when he saw him at the banquet of the Demon Clan, this Demon General with a red face and horizontal flesh, who spoke in a rough and rough voice, and was full of grandeur, was arrogant and arrogant, and he had left a deep impression on himself. And now, his face is full of horizontal flesh and nowhere to be seen, his cheeks are completely emaciated, his wrinkled facial skin hangs loosely on the edge of his cheekbones, like an empty bag, his expression is extremely tired, his face seems to be covered with a thick, lifeless shadow, his eyes are bloodshot, he is sickly, his eyes are blank, and his stout figure is only a skeleton at this moment.

Zi Chuan Xiu stared at him coldly and sneered, without a trace of sympathy. He thought of the commander Fang Jin who died in Moon Bay, the 110,000 headless corpses, the 110,000 souls still wandering in the place of the dead, unable to return: he thought of the burning cities one after another, the countless civilians of the Far East who were burned alive, the terrible massacre in the province of Sharo, and the half-orc General Vera, who was blinded by death...... The crimes committed by this man are too numerous to mention, and he has caused blood to flow all over the land of the Far East, and he is such an unforgivable fellow, but he wants to shelter him?

Zi Chuanxiu suddenly felt an impulse, wanting to cut the guy in front of him in half with a single sword, or shout: "Come on, Lu Di is here!" and then the swarming orcs will eat this guy alive and without oil and salt. If you kill Emperor Lu and get rid of the great enmity for the people, your reputation as the King of Light will be even more like rì Zhongtian and as bright as rì moon!

He heard himself whispering, "Lay down your arms and surrender, I guarantee your safety, Your Excellency Rudi, this is our answer." ”

Lu Di was shocked, this masked human in front of him was the leader of the Far Eastern rebel army, who had repeatedly defeated his opponent, the famous King of Light? At the first sight just now, he regarded him as the Black Sand Army's division, and he was so frightened that his soul was not possessed. - He is too much like the Black Sand Military Division, not only is he dressed like him, but he is also about the same height and body shape, and more importantly, he also has an indescribable temperament, that kind of mysterious quality that people can't fathom. Although their voices were different, their words were equally reassuring - this human had the same kind of leadership as Black Sand, and it was easy to trust him.

He repeated in disbelief, "Can you guarantee my safety?"

"Yes, I am willing to accept your surrender, and agree to guarantee your safety and the demon soldiers who defected with you—but you and your men must immediately lay down their arms, accept our supervision, and fully obey our orders. ”

Zichuan Xiu said plainly, but his tone was uncompromising and resolute, and his self-confidence came from the powerful power in his hands. Lu Di immediately knew that it was impossible to bargain with such a person. He hesitated, his face changed, his brow furrowed and furrowed, stretched and furrowed. Zi Chuan Xiu saw it in his eyes, knowing that he was engaged in a fierce inner struggle, and he also knew that he would definitely give in in the end, because he had no second way to go - Zi Chuan Xiu hoped that Lu Di could resist to the end, so that he could put aside his worries and order Bran to kill this small demon army and announce Lu Di's punishment to the world.

After a while, Lu Di's swarthy face twitched painfully, and he said in a flattering tone: "Lord Bright King, please allow me to join your command and do a little bit of work for you. From this day forward, I will be loyal to you, and I will never have two hearts!"

Zichuan Xiu closed his eyes slightly, and he said lightly, "That's good." He turned and walked out.

At this moment, his heart was filled with a strong sense of disgust, the disgusting feeling of eating a fly, which almost made him vomit. At the same time, he also knew that at this very same moment, Lu Di's surrender marked that his career and the uprising in the Far East had reached a new stage.

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