The second thin Kyoto city guard raised his head with a pale face, and his voice trembled and roared, I am the guard officer of this city gate!"

"You're the city guard?". The eyes of the captain of the Sator Guards looked over the captain of the city guard, and when he saw the emblem on the chest of the city guard representing the captain, he took something out of his arms. With a wave of the arm.

"Snap" a roll of black paperwork, rolling on the drawbridge's dark black crosswood due to years of rain. Roll all the way to the shivering city guards,

The captain of the city guard had an ugly face, and he didn't know what this knight meant, but he didn't dare to ask, someone had asked one more question before. Half of the head was cut off by those arrogant palace guard knights, and the murderous team in front of him was much more terrifying than those guard knights, and a pungent smell of blood could be faintly heard in the wind, which made this cavalry look more and more hideous and terrifying

The captain of the Samar Guards Cavalry looked at the captain of the city guard, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said sharply with a cold face, "I see clearly, this is a special order of the governor signed by the Kyoto royal family himself, and troops with less than 1,000 people can enter and leave Kyoto at will."

"The Governor has an order!" the captain of the city guard was stimulated by these words, his eyes staring at the black scroll in confusion, and his mind rolled. Looking for information about this special pass,

Mystery and curiosity emboldened him. Pick up the black scroll on the ground with your hand and slowly spread it out. Lines of elegant writing in gold caught his eyelids, and the golden lion coat of arms, representing the majesty of the royal family, shone blindingly in the sunlight

The captain's eyes were fixed on the last few words, his mouth was wide open in horror, even the last trace of blood disappeared on his pale face, and his body sat completely on the ground like a frame without a pillar, and his round eyes were wide open, as if he had seen the end of the world

"Can we get over?" asked the captain of the Samor Guards cavalry, who seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, frowning his eyebrows and impatiently. "When, when, of course," the captain of the guard nodded in horror, especially at the sharp blade that was close at hand. I can't even speak

"Boom" hundreds of war horses stepped on the suspension bridge, the galloping horses' hooves shook the suspension bridge, and disappeared into a black torrent at the entrance of the city gate in the distance.

"Whew" The captain of the city guard let out a sigh of relief, as if the soul had returned to this shell. The back of his body was covered with cold sweat, and when the river breeze blew, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Not right". The captain of the city guard suddenly seemed to remember something. Tumbling on the ground, he got up and ran towards the gate of the city, shouting, "Quick! Go and report to Lord Naronto, the Governor of Samoor has entered the capital! The Governor of Samoor has entered the capital...... Cough. Ahem because he shouted too quickly. The captain of the city guard let out a dry cough

Hearing the shouts of the captain of the city guard, the whole city was completely blown up, and the soldiers above turned their heads one by one with ugly faces, and the sound of En's discussion was like a swarm of green-headed flies, no one expected that at this critical and sensitive time, the most mysterious and terrible Governor of Samore would enter Beijing in a grand manner!

"God bless me Chrysdor!" A soldier suddenly closed his eyes with excitement, his hands were clenched in front of his chest, and the faces of all the soldiers were also shining with joy, the Governor of Samore chose to enter Beijing at this time, even a fool knew that the Samore army on the opposite side did not seem to have the intention of using troops against Kyoto in a short time! There is still hope for peace! No one wants to fight, let alone fight against the undefeated army commanded by Wang ** God. That's no different from looking for death

Although the royal family always preached that they were the main force in repelling the Kujits, and although the conservatives always said that the Samarish army was a bunch of undisciplined country peasants, this is complete nonsense. It can also deceive those outsiders who have recently gathered in Kyoto who don't know the details, but the natives of Kyoto are looking at how the once powerful aristocratic private army is beaten all over the ground by the so-called Samar mud legs.

The fat man did not know that his arrival had already shaken the defenders, and through the dark doorway, he saw a wide stone path that could pass five carriages side by side. Horse-drawn carriages of different grades of decoration shuttle back and forth on the carriageway, like fish in the river

The fat man didn't know that he had just entered the city, and he had already attracted the attention of all forces, and under the escort of the guards and cavalry, he went straight to the Duai family mansion on the aristocratic East Street, and as he entered the East Street where the nobles gathered, there were more and more carriages, and the gorgeous mansions around him were endless, and the lamp holders made of white marble appeared. Corrected neat blue-green shrubs,,

A large influx of Samorian Guards cavalry. There was a bit of confusion in the order of the road. "Where did this barbarian come from!" a young nobleman poked his head out of the car window with a displeased expression.

Since the royal family issued a protective decree. It is rare to see a team with a large number of followers, because the nobles and nobles of Kyoto do not know how to ride horses when they go out, and the gorgeous carriages decorated like the palaces are their tools, and the horseback riding is the expression of the barbaric and rude outsiders, and they are not inferior people.

But soon, he stretched out his neck outside the car window, as if he had been burned by fire, and retracted his head at once, and even because he was in too much hurry, a piece of skin was knocked off, and a smear of bright red blood flowed down his cheek, but the nobleman did not mean to wipe it off at all, and his eyes flashed with resentment

"Lord Tirnarant, what's wrong?" asked a middle-aged nobleman sitting next to him suspiciously, Tirnarant has always given people a calm feeling, I didn't expect to be so out of shape today, this is too abnormal

"It's the Samorish army!" Tirnarant's face darkened, and his deep voice almost squeezed out between his teeth, and the other nobleman beside him was so frightened that he almost stood up, and said with a puzzled expression, "Samor? Are you sure those were Samarish soldiers?"

"Our Tyre family is defeated at their hands! I will remember their clothes even if I die." Tirnarant's face was hideous and terrifying, and he looked at the cavalry passing by the carriage, his fingers clenched and creaking, and he gritted his teeth

"Follow them and see where they go!" Tirnath ordered the coachman in spite of a single gesture, completely ignoring the worried faces of his two companions, and the Samorian soldiers were like a flame that ignited the fire of revenge that had been buried in Tirnath's heart for a long time.

"Ahead is our family's mansion!" Allensteen looked more and more lively as the distance got closer, and a smile finally appeared on her pretty face

"Ahead?. The fat man saw that in the corner in front of him, there was a huge mansion, a large long building of pure white, the graceful corners of the four circular arcs made all the people who walked by sigh the ingenuity of this building from their hearts, the four floors were round and below, hundreds of windows were densely and neatly distributed, part of them were covered with ivy, poking out from the cyan curtain, shining in the sun, the top of the mansion was covered with a row of circular roofed pavilions, the wall buttresses above were inlaid with a huge winged eagle, and the highest level of three-tiered marble doors showed the family's good status in the aristocratic world,

"Beautiful Miss Alenstin, let me help you off your horse!" the fat man stopped in front of the gate of the mansion. Try to put on an aristocratic demeanor and hold out your hand in front of Alensteen's blushing face. Putting on a posture hoping to help Alensteen dismount,

"Sister!" said Alensteen, whose face was as red as an apple, and he wanted to bury his head in his neck. looked at Isa Moriel, who was pretending to be stupid, but found that Isa Moriel, who was still on the right just now, was gone. There was only one cavalryman with his eyes to the sky, as if there was something particularly attractive in the sky

This embarrassing scene made Allensteen want to find a hole to get into, and an old voice came from the front gate, "May I ask who you are?" An old servant poked his head out of the gate of the mansion in fear, and the cavalry outside startled the old servant, with the dissolution of the family, many servants have left, and the huge family of servants in the past is now only a dozen old servants who have feelings for the family

"Grandpa Aynafey!" Allensteen shouted with joy on his face when he saw the old servant, and took advantage of the fat man's stunned moment, and turned over from his horse, "Miss Aynenstin!, you, why are you back?" the old servant saw Allensteen. His face was equally happy, but soon his face changed, and he looked at Allensteen with a hesitant face, as if he was thinking about something difficult

"What's wrong. Grandpa Ainafi". Alensteen saw something on the old man's bitter face, and asked in a hurried voice, "Is that guy from the Wenner family here again!"

The old servant nodded with a sad face, and said slowly in a low voice: "At noon today, Young Master Wenner is here again. This time, there is also the Vice-Minister of Finance of the Kingdom, Lord Wennatu!" The old man's voice paused, and he said helplessly, "You also know that the family still owes 300,000 debts to the Ministry of Finance of the Kingdom, and this time Lord Wennatu said that if the young lady does not marry Master Wenna, the Ministry of Finance of the Kingdom will forcibly confiscate the family's mansion as a payment for the debt!"

"What! How can this be!" Allensdine's face turned pale with anger, and his voice trembled slightly, "Isn't that debt a guarantee made by the royal family, why does the Ministry of Finance dare to be so presumptuous." Do they even dare to read His Majesty the King? "It's useless!" the old servant shook his head in despair, "this time they also brought a letter of guarantee from the royal family! said that this is what His Majesty the King meant, and if we want the Duai family to continue to exist, we must marry the Wenner family, and ask the old duke to pass on the title to the Wenner family."

"What a despicable!shameless!," the little old servant suddenly heard an indignant voice coming from behind Allensteen, and looked at him in astonishment. I found out that it was a fat man wearing chain mail, if you want to know what happened next, please log in to the state, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!