Earth.

The water city of Venice, a city-state bordering the Adriatic Sea, was the center of the Republic of Venice.

Once a vassal state of the Eastern Roman Empire, the country gained autonomy in the 8th century, but now it has become very empowered, even ruling over many islands in the Aegean Sea, thanks to its control over a large number of trade routes.

"Is this the city-state seven hundred years from now?" said King Arthur, who descended on the earth via the Rainbow Bridge, but not in England but in the Mediterranean, and as she rode the waves to nearby Venice, "even what was once a desolate place has become prosperous." ”

Venice was only a small city that had just been established for a short time in her time, and not many people had heard of it at all.

King Arthur stood at the head of the bridge and admired the winding alleys at his feet, with small wooden boats floating on them, which became the main means of transportation here.

But she was surrounded by merchants and tourists, but no one glanced at King Arthur as if she had never been there.

For mortals, this powerful Heroic Spirit King is an existence that cannot be seen by the naked eye, light cannot be refracted and reflected on her, and no one can see her true body unless she herself wants to.

"It just so happens that since you are here, it is also destiny. ”

King Arthur stood for a moment, her green pupils glowing with a bit of gold, and she glanced at everyone and everything in the city-state, and then stepped forward and stepped on the water, walking towards the residential area on the other side.

In a courtyard warehouse, King Arthur found the person she wanted to meet, a middle-aged man named Niccolò, a Venetian merchant who was counting the goods in the backyard and preparing to sell them at the market in two days.

Next to Niccolò was a little brown-haired boy of five or six years old, sitting on a wooden box, biting his fingers and looking at his father.

King Arthur stood next to the middle-aged man, and the other party was unconsciously sorting out the goods, but she lowered her head, looked at the little boy next to her, and whispered: "Mark Polo." ”

“？”

The little boy turned his head a little dumbfounded and looked at the beautiful big sister who was calling his name.

The other party was dressed in golden armor and held a dazzling sword in his hand, which made him subconsciously shrink his body, revealing a somewhat fearful look.

The city of Venice was one of the rallying points of the Crusades, so there were often a large number of knights here, and even children would instinctively feel intimidated and frightened by such powerful knights.

In this era, knights symbolized not only nobility, but also killing and war.

"This is the map to the Eastern Empire, the fog that hangs over the continent has lifted, and it's time to complete your destiny. King Arthur did not hesitate to explain anything to the child, and when the other party was about to exclaim, her eyes flashed with a charming golden glow, which quickly made Mark Polo fall into confusion, "When you are seventeen years old, you will go with your father and uncle to the land of 'gold', a place where you can enjoy untold wealth and fame in history." ”

She threw out a sheepskin scroll and threw it in front of the young Mark Polo, and then disappeared in the bright sunlight.

"Father!"

Mark Polo saw that there was an extra sheepskin scroll in his hand, and he didn't understand what he had just experienced when he was still young, or he instinctively forgot the existence of King Arthur, he just subconsciously ran to Niccolò.

Thousands of miles away in the British Isles, King Henry III of the Plantagenet Dynasty ushered in the earliest owner of this land.

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Southern Song Dynasty, the land of Bashu, outside the Diaoyu City of Hezhou.

Shizi Town, King Khan's Golden Horde, today is different from the past, and the atmosphere in the tent is inexplicably a little serious.

Although Diaoyu City occupies a dangerous location, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but now that several Mongolian armies have gathered, it will inevitably break through this city in a few months and slaughter for three days.

So even the small losses in the past few days have not had any impact on the generals of the Mongolian army, but now... Everyone, including Möngke Khan, was not focused on siege warfare.

"It's noon now, why hasn't Yang Dayuan's side collected troops yet?"

Meng Ge Khan put his hand on the table, his burly body leaned forward slightly, and glanced at the subordinates around him.

Although Yang Dayuan is a general of the Song people, he is first-class ruthless when he fights his former compatriots, and Meng Ge Khan is very satisfied with it.

"Maybe he was held by the Song army, then the Song guard general Wang Jian is first-class in commanding the army, and the deputy general Zhang Yu is also a master of the art of war. ”

All the generals bowed their heads and were silent, extremely quiet, but at this time, the middle-aged scribe stood up and whispered.

When Wang Jian was mentioned, Meng Ge Khan's expression was a little unsightly, "Wang Jian, this erection! Ben Khan originally cherished talents, and couldn't bear to see him die and be wiped out, so he sent Jin Guobao into the city to recruit him, but he didn't expect this person to be mad, not only beheaded Ben Khan's envoys, but also hung on the city entrance to humiliate Ben Khan!"

The middle-aged scribe shook his feather fan and said in a low voice: "Although the two countries are at war and have a tradition of not killing envoys, the Jin National Treasure is a general of the Song people, and Wang Jian will naturally not let him go." ”

"But Great Khan, our enemy at this time is not only Wang Jian. Speaking of this, the middle-aged scribe's words couldn't help but turn, "Since the red thunder fell in Diaoyu City a few months ago, the celestial phenomena have changed......

Boom –

As they were talking, there was a violent vibration outside the golden tent, and then the wooden table in front of Möngke Khan 'snapped' and fell apart.

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A mountain area outside Diaoyu City was a buffer zone for the Song and Mongolian armies to fight, and at this time the ground had long been stained with blood, and the soil was full of the stench of rotting corpses.

It was a desolate place, except for the corpses that had not had time to be recovered, just some broken weapons, and there were still some woods on the ground, all of which had long since been uprooted or burned to ashes, and the cracked ground was full of desolation.

Li Shiyong gasped for breath and hid in a ravine, revealing a pair of eyes to look at the enemy rushing in the distance, half of them were Mongol soldiers, and the other half were Song soldiers.

and a general who led the troops at the front, clearly the appearance of the Song people.

"It's Yang Dayuan's traitor!" Li Shiyong let out a low roar at this time, "It's just that he became a lackey of the Mongolian Tatars, and he actually came to attack us again!"

He was surrounded by scattered corpses, all of whom had fought with his brothers, who had been wounded in the attack and had barely escaped before they died.

Although Yang Dayuan is a rebel general, he is not incompetent, on the contrary, the ability to lead troops to fight is very strong, and in the past few months, he has led the army to raid the old city of Hezhou many times, defeated many defenders, and cut off the connection between the outer cities and Diaoyu City.

Soldiers, treacherous ways.

An upright teacher is the work of a king, and a soldier only pays attention to victory, even if he does not compromise the means.

Yang Dayuan's surprise attack made another miraculous achievement, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue and penetrate deep into the vicinity of Diaoyu City, striving to inflict more damage on the Song army.

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