In the palace, Darius III's ministers were impassioned, as if in an instant, all of them had become the main battle faction. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info one by one than the singing of the race is high-pitched. To the surprise of Darius III, he didn't know what to say.

At the same time, Darius III was secretly puzzled. What the hell is going on. Why are these guys all of a sudden, one by two, so united as if they have taken the wrong medicine?

He couldn't even think of it even if he wanted to.

If the person here at this moment is William, it is different. With first-hand information and the ability to discern people's hearts, he will understand the thoughts of these bastards in the first place.

These bastards didn't suddenly become the main fighters, or they were suddenly loyal to the Zoroastrian Empire.

On the contrary, these bastards want to borrow a knife to kill. These bastards wish the Zoroastrian Empire would soon end.

It was because last night they were scrambling to flatter the Herefords—to the Herefords—and then the Herefords did not accept their surrenders, and wanted to cooperate with Darius III—how could that be?

Let these guys fight William, they have absolutely no guts. But if they were to pit their own Shah, each of these fellows would be more daring than the other.

All became the main battle faction, forcing Darius Shah to continue fighting against the Hereford family. The result of the battle, naturally, was the victory of the expeditionary force of the Hereford family. William, who thought that his good intentions had been ruined, was rightfully furious, believing that Darius III was a bastard.

Then the expeditionary army entered Tabriz, and these guys were of use again. Their plan to defect to the new dynasty can be carried forward - of course, there is a slight premise here - that William is willing to do so - otherwise they will probably become the self-proclaimed wise princes and ministers of Beijing in the late Ming Dynasty. Look at the history books, that paragraph is simply so pleasant.

Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself on the coal mountain, which is certainly admirable and lamentable. But there is a premise here, that is, Chongzhen does not run away.

In fact, Chongzhen wanted to escape. But in that case, the bureaucracy in the city had sold him out en masse. ran to the gate of the city and shouted that the emperor was coming, but the guard coldly said that he was not allowed to open the door. In this case, Chongzhen knows what is going on even if he is a fool.

But the bureaucrats who thought they were clever didn't get any better in the end. After Li broke into Beijing, he did a lot of bad things. But it was a great pleasure to abuse these bureaucrats and loot tens of millions of taels of silver -- so why did those bastards think that Li Chuang's new regime would accept them and let them continue to live a life of fine clothes and food? Are they themselves too stupid, or do they think Li Chuang is too stupid?

Of course, that's not the point. The point is what Darius III should do next.

Seeing that all of a sudden, one or two of these guys have become the embodiment of loyalty and justice, or something. Darius III's face turned white at once. Looking at his group of loyal ministers and good generals, his hands trembled.

Although he doesn't know what the reason is, these bastards want him to die, and Darius Shah can still understand this. What's more, with the help of a few people, some of the samurai on duty around the palace seemed to have an idea.

Although there was some hesitation, and I was a little overwhelmed by the press, I didn't know if it was the right thing to do, but these guys still surrounded them little by little at the first time. The target is to watch this group of guys feel excited, and they also feel overwhelmed and incredulous, and the Herriford family expeditionary force envoys.

"I don't know if these guys are crazy or if I'm crazy. It was at the same time that he sighed that the crisis crept in—and soon the messengers understood—that they wanted to kill themselves. As long as you kill yourself, then there is no possibility for the expeditionary force and Tabriz to turn around.

For the sake of the Empire, for the sake of his own honor, William would change his tactics and then launch an attack that would bloody the entire city.

And as the biggest and most important person responsible for this accident, William naturally will not cooperate with Darius III again. William could only kill him. And William's killing of Darius III will naturally bring the tide of opposition to the expeditionary force in the entire Zoroastrian Empire to a new peak.

In order to alleviate this embarrassing situation, they had to and had to cooperate with the local landlords, that is, these nobles, these tribal leaders, ministers and generals.

In this way, the whole crisis was specially resolved.

It has to be said that William, the Hereford Family Expeditionary Force, Darius III, and the Zoroastrian Empire were all toyed with by these guys. I have to say, these guys are really geniuses.

The messenger sighed, then looked at Darius III. He was full of sympathy for the angry and helpless Shah: "What these people mean, is it also what Shah means? There is really no possibility of turning around between us, is that so?"

The messenger looked at Darius III and asked.

Darius III did not speak, but replied to the envoy's angry cries of his loyal ministers and generals. It was as if the fellows were going to skin and tear off the bones of the messenger and eat it piece by piece.

Eager to try, the palace guards who approached the envoy little by little were full of eagerness. Come to think of it, the expeditionary force of the Hereford Empire has arrived at their doorstep and besieged the whole of Tabriz.

In such a situation, who is not afraid of these people, and who is not afraid?

But it was in this fear and fear that they stepped forward and bravely killed the messenger of House Hereford. A little talk about this matter can make people's blood boil.

They're going to be heroes. As long as this matter is mentioned slightly, then all the restaurants in Tabriz will be exempted, and the ladies in all weathered places will be very interested in them. It's exciting to think about.

Of course, the emissary looked very young, very handsome, and unarmed. There is no need to talk about these small things. All in all, he's dead, and no one here will speak for him.

As for whether it is possible for the expeditionary force of the Hereford family to come in and kill them all or something. This kind of thing is completely out of their minds. Or rather, their very simple brain circuits can't figure out the existence of such a possibility.

That's it, the messenger looked at Darius III level and asked such a question. Darius III, on the other hand, was ashamed and angry, not knowing how to answer. He already felt that his control over the country, and even the court, had decreased.

He was even terrified, fearing that if he gave the order now to these fellows not to harm this messenger, then there was a high chance that these fellows would rebel and kill themselves.

As soon as I thought of this possibility. Darius III trembled with fear, and he could not say a word when he was able to speak well. I just felt like I was going to die like this.

"What a wreck, a ruler, a king. Or in your words, Shah. A Shah was persecuted by his own generals and ministers in his palace. How can something like this work?"

The emissary was fluent in Zoroasian. If it weren't for the fact that he had a very typical Gothic appearance, he would have even suspected that this man was a Zoroastrian just by listening to the voice.

What the other party said made him feel very ashamed, but at the same time, he was a little angry. Just because what the other party said was a heart-wrenching word, it was talking about the sore spot of Darius III.

He was even looking forward to the death of this sharp-tongued, unforgiving bastard.

Although this doesn't actually do him any good. But that was the only comfort he could gain in this situation.

However, Darius III was disappointed - no, not entirely disappointed. In the next second, the messenger drew the soft sword wrapped around his waist.

Generally speaking, anyone who came to see Darius III should have undergone a systematic body search. However, this messenger has a different identity after all. At the same time, looking at the current state of the Zoroastrian Empire, there was no need for William to send assassins to kill people. So, they didn't actually do a proper body search. Just a casual look, and then take his saber away.

Then, the current situation arose.

"There are assassins!"

Although it didn't actually make sense, someone shouted it out anyway. There were even those who thought it would not be a bad thing if Darius III died like this—however, what happened next was inconceivable to everyone present.

No one could see exactly how the messenger did it. He saw a silver chain of light flash in mid-air, and then the palace guards who were close to him were in different places. The headless corpse fell limply. It made the surrounding princes and ministers very frightened.

"I'm disappointed in you. ”

The shouts of surprise around him, and the more palace guards swarmed in. The ministers and generals were busy regretting it and shouting something.

The messenger turned a deaf ear to this, he just looked at Darius III calmly, and then said something like this.

"Who are you?" asked Darius III in a trembling voice.

"Wilhelm von Hereford. So the messenger calmly answered the question.