The Exeters barracks were wild and rough, the walls were simply made of tree trunks cut from the nearby needle forest, and the tents where the soldiers rested were made of thick branches, but it was the Exeters who were more impressed by Tails. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They are just too "enthusiastic".

Tails even suspected that if it weren't for Tulha leading the horse to lead the way, the people of Exeter would have pounced.

The Exeter soldiers standing guard stared at the Planetarians with unkind expressions, and even one of the sentries spat viciously at his feet.

A group of cavalrymen who had just returned to the camp passed by them, looked at their flags of the stars, and laughed defiantly at them.

"Go back, Southerners," an Exeter soldier with heavy armor and a great sword shouted to the mission in disgust, "Imperials are not welcome in the Northlands!"

"Dream of your empire!" said a man with a huge axe sharpening his chest while sitting by the fire, beating his chest and roaring, "First we must spit out our territory!

"They killed our prince, but let a child come and sue for peace!" they walked past a circle of soldiers sitting on the left, and one of the leading soldiers pointed at the mission and shouted, "This is the shamelessness of the 'Empire'!"

The people around them responded angrily and glared at them.

"Do you know why?" the soldier exclaimed, "because all the men in their country were killed by us twelve years ago!"

The people around him burst into laughter and echoed him: "Let them send a princess!"

"Little boys, too," one soldier mocked, "as long as it's beautiful enough - we don't care if it's in front or behind!"

Another burst of laughter.

"Should I be surprised," Tails looked up and sighed, "Or is this the Exeter's way of saying 'hello' to the Starmen?"

"Don't be surprised, Your Highness the Prince," said Putile lightly to the stiff-faced Tails:

"For more than 600 years since the founding of the country, the relationship between the stars and Exeter has always been poor, and both the history of the empire and the rivalry in the Western Continent are enough to justify our hostility - the Hanbao was snatched from Exeter four hundred years ago. ”

"History first brewed hatred, and hatred rewrote history. ”

Putile sighed:

"Only the Continental War can make us forget our perception of each other for a moment, and fight side by side on a rare occasion - during the Third Continental War, the hero Sara and the Oath King Midir were close friends, and together with the prophet of the Commath Alliance, Kaipeng, they joined forces to fight against the expeditionary forces of the Eastern Continent. But unfortunately, they finally broke up, and the rare opportunity for the dragon and the stars to be reconciled was lost. ”

"But this is a barracks, other places will be much better, many Northlanders don't care about those nihilistic things," Wyaa nodded: "Civilians running for life are not the same as soldiers who have tasted blood. ”

"Why do they call us 'Imperials'?" Tails asked with a frown, "Isn't the final empire more than 600 years old?

"It's their sarcasm at us. Putilai shook his head and said with a complicated expression: "The Xingchen people have always been proud of the blood and inheritance of the empire, but unfortunately, the impression left by the empire to the world is not good. ”

"Not only the people of the Northlands, but also the kingdom of Alembia in the Thornlands, and the Duchy of Anrenzo in the Dragon's Kiss Basin, where the people have a bad opinion of us, and whenever there is a need, such as war, this ancient sentiment that has been passed down from generation to generation is exaggerated and amplified, and it is much more effective than increasing the reward of the soldiers. ”

Imperial.

Imperials.

Tails sighed and hid the information in his mind.

Speaking of which, the conscription and mobilization of more than 10,000 people is almost the limit of the Black Sand Collar. Putilai looked at the dense military camp in front of him: "I think Rumba's supplies and expenses are enough, and the Black Sand Territory is not a rich place." ”

"For the north. They must have been planning for a long time, and the cost was huge. ”

The stars finally followed Tulha to a huge tent.

A tall nobleman in military uniform, who had been waiting in front of the tent, stepped forward and nodded lightly at Tulha.

The tall nobleman bowed to Tails and said, "Is this His Highness Tails, the first time we met, I was Lhasa Kambida." ”

"Viscount of the Kingdom of Exeter, fief in the city of Gunton in the Black Sand Territory. ”

"Please come with me to rest, as for Your Highness," Viscount Cambida nodded and looked at Tails, "The Great Justice awaits your visit." ”

Tails furrowed an eyebrow.

"This is a separate meeting," Cambida looked at Tails with burning eyes, "the Grand Duke of the Black Sand and the Prince of the Stars." ”

"Don't worry," Viscount Kambida raised his hand, stopping Putirai and Huaiya who were about to speak, and said in a resolute tone: "Your Highness is already here, at least until he arrives in Longxiao City to meet His Majesty, he will be fine." ”

Tails sighed softly and smiled, "I don't think we still have much choice, do we?"

"You know, Your Highness, I suddenly figured it out. Putile said silently, his eyes shining: "Rumba is not crazy. ”

Tails' heart moved.

Cambida frowned and made a "please" gesture to Tails.

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The tent of the Grand Duke himself was tall and spacious, but not bright, and the floor was covered with a thick carpet embroidered with powerful iron fist motifs.

At a thick square table full of food sat a rugged man, about forty years old, gray-haired and blue-eyed, with a stubble on his chin, dressed in fine chain mail with iron rings, munching on a plate of roast meat on the table.

An iron brazier burned on one side, illuminating the man's face more mysteriously.

Tails noticed that a saber with a polished leather scabbard was also lying across the table.

He calmly looked at the de facto ruler of the Black Sand Realm, Grand Duke Charman Rumba.

Rumba put a ball of roast meat into his mouth and looked at him steadily, making Tails uncomfortable for a moment.

"You're a little more relaxed than I thought. ”

The Grand Duke said slowly.

Tails sighed.

"Perhaps," he said, as he walked over to the table and climbed into his chair and sat down, "but I can't think of any other expression in the face of an enemy who owes me hundreds of lives and blood...... Even anger seems superfluous. ”

Rumba picked up a wooden wine glass and poured it into his mouth, his Adam's apple surging in his swallow.

The Grand Duke put down the wine glass, wiped the wine flowing out with the back of his left hand, grabbed a piece of hind leg meat, and took a bite.

"According to the news that came from the stars...... You really don't look like a seven-year-old. ”

"When life isn't easy, you have to learn to mature early. Tails shrugged.

"Eat, good venison," Rumba pushed a plate of roasted meat over, "the prince of the stars cannot starve to death in my barracks." ”

Tails looked at the rude-style roast and frowned.

"You guys are very kind, and the reverse shock is really beyond my expectations," Lombard said coldly:

"Who made this decision? Maybe I should reward him and ruin all my years of planning. ”

"You. Tails pulled the plate in front of him, drew his dagger without raising his head, and began to cut the meat.

Rumba raised his eyebrows.

"It's your decision, Your Excellency," Tails said calmly, cutting the venison, "you killed half of us on the first day I stepped into the border of Exeter...... Forcing us to choose only one path that is most unfavorable to you. ”

"How long have you been standing here every day looking at the fortress across the street, two weeks, three weeks?"

"I guess it's not easy to sustain more than 10,000 people with supplies and food?" Tails shrugged, "I'm really worried about the Black Sand Collar's finances. ”

He picked up a thumb-sized piece of venison and put it in his mouth.

Tastes good.

Rumba stopped eating and drinking, and he looked straight at Tails, his eyes full of fierceness.

"You know," said the Grand Duke slowly, "I had intended to spare your life, and it would be enough to kill the people around you." ”

Tails frowned.

His venison wasn't cut well.

"But we've run into the Magic Gun Force...... That level of attack," Tails snorted lightly, and he began to cut off a piece of flesh, "I want my life." ”

"It was an accident. Rumba said lightly.

"Accident......" Tails laughed angrily, he put down the dagger in his hand: "You ...... magic gun"

But he was stunned.

Wait a minute.

Putile said that Rumba did not go crazy.

To put it this way......

Tails looked at Rumba in a daze.

Could it be said.

"Was that an accident?" Tails asked incredulously.

"It was an accident. Rumba rested his arms on the table, his eyes burning.

Tails closed his eyes and let out a deep breath.

Half a day.

"You didn't send out a force of magic guns. Tails opened his eyes, affirmatively.

"I didn't. Rumba put down his glass and shook his head slowly.

"You didn't intend to kill me, either. Tails continued.

"I didn't. Rumba's eyes burned.

Tails gritted his teeth.

"I see. He exhaled and laughed out loud, "There is someone else who commands the Magic Gun troops. ”

Rumba had no reason to kill himself from beginning to end.

The Magic Gun Unit is an uncontrollable weapon of destruction...... No matter how stupid he is, he won't use this kind of thing against me.

Tails sighed.

Rumba grabbed the wooden plate of venison, pulled it in front of him, and grabbed a piece of meat.

"You're a lot smarter than I thought. Rumba's face was ugly, he put the meat into his mouth, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "You understand the reason why we met here."

"yes, I see. Tails wiped the dagger with his sleeve, inserted it back into his waist, and sighed: "It's just that I really didn't expect that the famous Grand Duke of Black Sand, the magic spear unit under his command, was easily deceived into commanding. ”

Rumba suppressed his anger: "That officer's name is Hardy, he has been in charge of training my magic gun unit since three years ago, and the commander of the unit fell ill in bed this morning, he is only temporarily in charge. ”

"How is he?" said Tails silently.

"After the trumpet of retreat sounded, he still gave the order for a second shot, but immediately some soldiers questioned his order," said Rumba gloomily, "and Hardy immediately committed suicide by slitting his neck without hesitation...... We're still looking at who is behind him. ”

"This also explains why you have sounded the trumpet of retreat in a hurry. Tails sneered: "Even the command can fail...... Sorry, I really don't know what to use at this time. ”

The Grand Duke of Rumba pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Their goal should be to kill me by your hand, or to use my death to calculate you. Tails sneered: "I think the latter is the majority, and my enemies are all in the country." ”

"The higher you stand," Rumba said silently, "the more enemies there will be." ”

"So, the sudden accident also made you thwart your plans," Tails snorted, "Were you going to humiliate me and see if the fortress would shake?"

Silent.

Rumba opened the rye wine bottle next to him and filled his empty glass.

"I hate to say that, but King Kessel made a good move, and he pushed you out," said the Grand Duke of Rumba calmly, "and when you step into my barracks, I will never again be able to take the fortress and the north." ”

"And the oath he made in the Fuxing Palace is equivalent to using the ownership of royal power to create a pair of armor for you," Lombard raised his wine glass and said silently: "If you die in Exeter, no matter who does it, the bordering Black Sand Collar will only suffer." ”

"So, as soon as you find that you can't take the Broken Dragon Fortress, and you find that someone is actually eyeing you, you will immediately change your posture and try to win me over, right?" Tails said coldly.

Rumba took a sip of wine with an expressionless face and said, "Kessel's oath has dispelled the desire of some people to take your life, but it has also aroused the ambition of others to take your life. ”

"Today's magic gun is just the beginning - we have a common enemy lurking in the shadows, whether it's for the throne of Exeter or the throne of the stars," the voice of the Grand Duke of Black Sand was steady and solemn, "From the moment you stepped into Exeter, the Northlands, our interests were tied together. ”

"Yes," Tails lowered his head, his voice steady and indifferent, "that my death in Exeter is not a good thing for either of us. ”

"I will send two thousand men, led by Kambida, my most trusted vassal, to escort you to Longxiao City," the Grand Duke of Rumba's expression softened a little, "and you will reach the territory of the Walton family directly - the King's messenger is already waiting for you." ”

"But my men died on the battlefield, and they stood in front of me one by one, pierced by knives, by swords, by spears," Tails looked up, his face gloomy: "Your people have also been killed by us. ”

Rumba closed his eyes and groaned for a moment.

Tails stared at him with a blank expression.

"Those fighters...... Neither my soldiers nor your subordinates will die in vain, they will die as they deserve," Rumba opened his eyes: "It is because of their efforts that we can understand each other, sit here, and make difficult choices for the future fate of our two countries...... Even if it's incredibly difficult. ”

"We are not enemies in the first place, and hostility on the battlefield is only forced by the situation," Rumba said softly, "for the sake of the future, for the sake of such senseless bloodshed today, we should leave behind the grudges of the past, and it is rightly so." ”

"War is all about peace, isn't it?"

Tails suddenly laughed.

"Well said, Your Excellency. He chuckled with an uncertain expression: "There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests." ”

"As you say, from now on we have no reason to be enemies of each other. The Grand Duke nodded and raised his glass, "You have eaten my venison, and according to the customs of the Northlands, you are my guest." ”

"It's the best rye wine," Rumba said, pushing his glass over with a deep gaze, "and according to Northland custom, when we drink the same wine, we are allies." ”

"From manpower, intelligence, resources, and financial resources, I will provide you with everything that is convenient in Exeter, and our enemies will not stand a chance. Archduke Rumba nodded: "Until you leave Exeter and return to the stars." ”

"Even until you ...... someday"

Rumba gave a strange look: "Coronation as king." ”

Silent.

Tails smiled inexplicably again.

"Do you say the same to the Duke of Arend in the North, Your Excellency," the traverser exhaled lightly and smiled, "for the throne of the stars and dragons?"

"He came to me," said Charman Lombard, with a deep look in his eyes, "Val Arende, he is a visionary and responsible hero, who dares to take steps that many would not dare to think of, even if it is an unknown path. ”

"We, the stars and dragons, have been hostile for too many years, and the blade and shield should not have been in such a relationship," Rumba leaned back in his chair, and the light of the fire reflected his resolute and cold face: "The hero Necaju I and the 'King of Revival' Tormond I were originally friends, and the hero Sara and the 'King of Oaths' Midil IV are brothers in life and death, and together we will be able to put an end to the senseless war and conflict." ”

Together.

Ending war and conflict?

Tails' eyes were filled with scenes from the battlefield.

The warriors of Exter and Stellar rushed towards each other like beasts.

Alaka roared and struck through layers of enemies, leaving them to wail on the ground.

Countless Angry Guard soldiers rushed to the sides of Alaka without hesitation.

Many warriors were impaled through their bodies by sharp blades, and they fell to the ground without being able to do so.

And finally, when Alaka dragged the bodies of his subordinates and left with the survivors, the lonely back of Kingdom Fury.

"Nope. ”

Tails raised his head and said coldly.

The Archduke looked different, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Tails fixedly.

"Val Arend, he is not a hero, but a wretched creature who lives in his own imagination," said the second prince, whose face was expressionless: "War does not bring peace, and death does not pay for life." ”

And hatred and anger will not disappear with the coronation of the two kings. ”

The Grand Duke clasped his hands together, and his face remained unchanged: "What do you mean?"

"I mean," Tails said as he wiped the dagger clean from his sleeve and thrust it back into his waist, nonchalantly, "what you're saying is like a fart." ”

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