Receiving Qi Fei's MorningCALL every morning always made Lin Mo feel weird, in fact, he got up earlier than Qi Fei, so MorningCALL became a breakfast call.

The successful recovery of Qi Fei made Lin Mo's heart that had been hanging finally let go, and the twists and turns and coincidences made people sigh that fate was so tricky, but he was getting closer and closer to the imperial capital Delan City day by day.

On the first day of the mission's march, the Portlanders gritted their teeth and made it to the camp, and by this time it was already past sunset, and they sat down in disarray, and some of the nobles lost their usual reserved demeanor like others, sticking out their tongues, panting, and sweating.

After a hurried dinner, the snoring of the campfire soon sounded.

The next day, the sun had just jumped out of the horizon, and at the sound of the Slan's horn, the Portlanders were woken up again, and they had to stumble to start the next day's rapid march with breakfast.

If it weren't for Diplomat Dillon, the leader of the mission who saw something, and sternly warned everyone, I am afraid that the team would soon be filled with complaints.

On the third day, many of the exhausted members of the Portland Mission protested to Dillon and Seris, the commander of the Slanth Knights, and the two of them, as if they had made an appointment in advance, and told the protesters to go to Limmer on their own.

But in fact, these people were afraid, where did they dare to go to the demon king, and the short protest lasted less than half a day before ending without a problem.

On the fourth day, most of the members of the mission were exhausted and exhausted, and many were so exhausted that they were numb enough to move their legs or sit on their horses to keep in shape, and they even had to throw away most of their baggage, leaving only money and dry rations to keep the ranks intact.

Some Portlanders, who finally couldn't stand the endless march like a slow suicide, emboldened themselves to find Limmer. Pray for a day or half a day off.

Boom!~

Except for a new corpse, there was no more.

On the fifth day, when even the rank-ranked Slan knights were feeling a little overwhelmed, everyone realized that they were on a terrible death march.

All Portlanders who can't keep up with the line will be dragged to the side of the road and killed with a sword, and they will be abandoned in the wilderness at will, without tolerance.

Even if it is a commoner or a nobleman, everyone is equal in the face of death.

The first to be unable to resist were those mission servants, who had no courage or qualifications to go to Lin Mo for theory, so they could only choose to try to escape.

It's a pity. The Thousand Slans Knights' eyes widened as they stared at every Portlander, and anyone who dared to leave the ranks without permission would be charged with a crime and executed on the spot.

The crisp two shots exploded the heads of the two Portlands, making the rapid march after Lin Mo took over a smooth start from the beginning, and by the time these Portlanders reacted, it was already too late!

The ferocious style of killing chickens and monkeys has given Portlanders a dismount, and the disobedient bear children have only one way to die.

The Slan-armed knights were happy to use their swords to turn their heads' heads into their own feats, and the Knights recognized such feats.

There is no need for Lin Mo to order. One by one, the knights' eyes widened, waiting for the opportunity for the Portlanders to stick their heads out to be chopped off, and in their eyes, the Portlanders had no heads on their shoulders. Rather, it's cute bags of gold coins, just waiting for them to swing their swords and reap them wantonly.

Even Seris couldn't help but admit that after chopping off the heads of a dozen Portlanders, the knights under his command had become wolf-like. The momentum of the whole body is very different from before the departure.

Eight days later, the city wall of the imperial capital, which Lin Mo was very familiar with, was already in sight, stretching across the entire field of vision.

The thousand-strong Slanth Knights and Portland Legations were equally exhausted. However, both the Slan knights and the members of the mission breathed a long sigh of relief, and this cruel death march was finally coming to an end.

Due to Lin Mo's cruel orders, only one-third of the Portland mission members who were lucky enough to see the walls of the Slan's imperial capital were left, and the rest had become the souls of the Slan knights.

There was even a Portland unlucky ghost who fainted because he saw Delan City close in front of him, but he was cut off by a nearby Slan knight with a happy sword, and became a fool.

"I'm going to accuse this damn royal guard to His Majesty the Emperor of the Silan Empire!"

Seeing this scene, Dillon, the diplomat who led the Portland mission, gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Lord Dillon, I don't have any hope for that. ”

Mosrig shook his head with a wry smile.

His words were not unreasonable, if the other party was really so easy to deal with, the thousand Silan knights would not be so obedient and carry out the extremely cruel orders to the end without any discount.

What's more, sometimes the reason for the wars between the Slans and their neighbors is so absurd that the benefit of half a gold coin is enough for these aggressive guys to send thousands of soldiers to the battlefield and kill others to the death.

As one of the parties involved in the invasion of the Slan Empire a while ago, Mosrig has personally experienced the "stubbornness" of the Slans.

This Lord Morin's actions are completely imbued with the usual domineering style of the Slanths, and he didn't care about Portland's protests from the beginning-

"Lord Morin! The envoy of the Tushi Empire appears outside the city, they will enter the city with the team of His Royal Highness the Third Prince Orchi, shall we change the gate to enter the city? ”

A knight rode back from the direction of the city gate and reported to Lin Mo, who was straddling his warhorse.

More than a thousand heavily armed knights were considered a considerable military force, and with the Portlanders' missions, they had to be reported before they could be allowed to enter the imperial capital.

Before Lin Mo could reply, two knights in bright armor galloped from a distance.

The other party grabbed the horses more than ten meters away, saluted in unison and asked loudly, "Is it Lord Morin?"

"It's me, you're from His Highness Orchi, aren't you?"

Lin Mo still sat on the horse and saluted back, he obviously guessed the identity of the other party.

What a coincidence, the missions of the Tessie Empire and the Republic of Portland entered the capital of the Slant Empire at the same gate on the same day.

"Yes, my lord!" Your Highness asks, are you and I entering the city at the same time?"

As expected, Orchi, the third prince who greeted the mission of the Tessie Empire, also discovered Lin Mo and their team, and deliberately took the initiative to send someone over to coordinate, after all, there is only one city gate, even if you want to enter the city at the same time, you need to coordinate the team, otherwise it is easy to cause traffic jams and unnecessary misunderstandings.

"It's better to ask Your Highness to enter the city first, it doesn't matter if we are later. ”

Lin Mo glanced at the tired Portlanders behind him, and Heng Zhu was not in a hurry, out of respect for the three princes, he let the other party enter the city first.

And he had no intention of entering the city through another gate.

"Then, Lord Xie Luxie!"

The other party was also extremely refreshing, and after getting Lin Mo's confirmation, he saluted again and pulled the horse's head and left quickly.

"Take a break!"

Although this order was quickly passed down, none of the Portland missions dared to really relax, unless they entered the outer post house in Deland City, their hearts would not be let go so easily.

The procession slowly advanced towards the city gate, and after the team of His Royal Highness the Third Prince Orchi could be seen from a distance carrying the Tessi delegation into the city gate, bursts of cheers soon erupted in the city of Deland.

Although both the Slan Empire and the Tessie Empire fought badly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that both sides were defeated, it was just that the Tessi were worse than the Slans, which was enough to arouse the Slans in Deland City to be proud.

See, no, it was the mission of the Tessis, and they beat the damned Tessis until they had to be convinced, and they came to sue for peace.

As the cheers came out from inside the city gate, the knights of the Eastern Military Region who were escorting the Portland mission couldn't help but straighten their waists and be in good spirits!

"Long live Silan! Long live His Majesty Emperor Silan!"

"Long live the Empire!"

"The Empire will win!"

The commoners and nobles of Deland stood on both sides of the main road of the city at this moment, and each of them was very excited, and shouted in a coarse voice, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Of course, there are traces of government personnel secretly instigating and controlling them, and there are also officials in the civil affairs department of the empire who specialize in carrying out mass work and movements.

The issue of people's hearts and minds has always been an important matter that cannot be avoided by the emperors of various countries.

The imminent arrival of the two missions in the imperial capital has always been in the hands of the Empire, and has been put to good use.

"Hell, these damn Slans, do you think we're monkeys?"

"Shut up! Wattsworth, if you want to die, you'd better not implicate anyone else!"

Alsop, the diplomatic envoy of the Tessi Empire, lowered his head and snorted sharply.

The other Tessies in the group all remained expressionless, deaf to the cheers of the nearby Slans.

"Yes, yes, Lord Alsop!"

One of the guards shrunk his neck, picking up the rebellious attitude that had just been inadvertently revealed.

The Silan people are angry, if they hit the muzzle of the gun at this time and cause public anger, I am afraid that even if they are protected by the three princes of the Silan Empire, they will not escape the tragic end of being torn to pieces, and the Tessie Empire can't even find a reason to protest, who can blame him for his own death?

Not long after the envoys of the Tessi Empire entered the city with the three princes, another delegation began to slowly enter the imperial capital from this gate.

Compared with the bright and shiny armor of the team of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, the second escort team of the mission entering the city looked a little embarrassed and unusual, and the people inside the city gate were unexpectedly silent when they saw them for the first time. (To be continued......)