The sun was shining, and there was a hustle and bustle outside the city of Alto. The 7,000 imperial guards marched southward, their white-gold cloth visors shining in the wilderness. The heavy copper cannon was put on the gun cart and dragged forward by the peasants accompanying the battalion.

The banner of the black wolf was flying high, and five hundred personal guards were guarding it closely. Accompanied by the warrior commander, Shulot climbed a hill. There are many tall rag trees in the hills, and some dahlias in full bloom. Among the tall trees and flowers, there is a lonely grave quietly standing. On the solitary tomb stands a stone tablet without words, but in the center, an abstract rose is carved.

The king stood where he was, silently staring at the lonely grave. He didn't approach, and he didn't speak. He just watched a hummingbird dancing lightly among the flowers and the lonely grave. Until the sun slanted slightly, the shadow of the trees covered the tomb. The hummingbird lightly pecked at the abstract rose, as if the last kiss, then shook its wings and flew into the sky.

The king smiled softly, turned around, and buried everything in his heart. His heart became harder and harder, he made up for the last short board, and let go of the last softness. After the sacrifice of life, there is a real king.

"Let's go!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

The two walked down the mountain quietly. The bronze armor of the personal guards clanged and surrounded them. When he reached the foot of the mountain, the king spoke calmly.

"When did the envoys sent to the Gyeonggi Army leave?"

"Your Majesty, we set off last night and should be here now."

Bertard looked up and saw the midday sun. The envoys in the army are all good runners, their legs are tied tightly with gauze, and they can run more than two hundred miles a day and a night. Of course, you have to rest or change people the next day.

"Um."

The king nodded and looked to the south with a solemn expression.

"The army is going south, traveling forty miles a day! Within five days, I will reach Kuramo City!"

"Follow your will, Your Highness."

Changfeng went south for a hundred miles and came to the barracks of the Gyeonggi Army.

In the big tent, a row of bronze-armored personal guards held copper axes with a stern look on their faces. Jaguar Olosh sat cross-legged in the main seat, frowning, listening to the scout's report. He had just read the king's order and ordered the whole army to move out when the scouts encountered a nearby civilian warrior who reported that the crow family in front of them intended to rebel.

"Is there any change in the Crow family?"

"Captain, since early morning, the warriors of the Crow family have gathered, and the militiamen of the territory are also recruiting."

"act recklessly!"

Jaguar Olosh's eyes widened and he roared angrily.

"This group of damned southern nobles dared to assassinate His Highness! The legion attacked and surrounded the Crow Manor! I will wipe them all out and sacrifice them to the Lord God!"

Hearing this, Huitu Puap and Sky Patriarch Horta exchanged glances. Puapu lip-synced, but Horta didn't respond. Puap can only go forward by himself.

"Dear Captain Olosh!"

"Commander Puap, what do you want to say?"

The jaguar gave Huitu a fierce look, and said coldly.

"I heard that you have received a lot of benefits from the Crow family. Do you want to intercede with the Crow family?"

Sweat dripped from Huitu's back. He forced a smile.

"Captain, they are all small things worth mentioning. I will send them to you when I turn back. The Crow family has always been submissive, and they should not lose sight of the general situation... The key now is His Majesty's order. Damn it The patriarch of the Zicao family dared to assassinate His Highness! We Prepecha warriors were all indignant, Your Majesty is our sun!...The Zicao family has guarded the south for generations and has been operating in Kuramo City for a long time. Although General Etalik is brave, But after all there are only a thousand people..."

"Puap, what the **** are you trying to say?!"

The jaguar stood up and stared at the dust, its strong body brought oppression.

"...Leader, Qin Congcan Warrior Battalion asks for orders, immediately go south to crusade against the Zicao family!"

"Exactly! Captain, please allow another half a day! Crow patriarch Xitli is on his way back to attend His Majesty's banquet. Although he is old, he is still agile and can arrive by tonight at the latest. Even if the Crow family has People are confused, and the old patriarch will not be confused, dare to resist the king's army... In addition, the Sky Warrior Battalion also asks to go south immediately to crusade against the Zicao family!"

Horta, the owner of the Sky Patriarch, took a step forward and asked for instructions respectfully. He was born into a glorious nobleman, and although he was young, he led the loyal warriors of the Sky family. In addition, he surrendered to the kingdom earlier, and married a noble daughter from Mexica... In the Gyeonggi Legion, his words are more important than dust.

"Horta, if you ask, I will wait half a day!"

Jaguar thought for a while, then nodded. Although he was angry at the assassination of the southern nobles, he would not start a massacre and delay the business. The key to the Eastern Route Army lies in the city of Kuramo. Jaguar looked at the two and made a decision.

"Since the two of you ask for your orders, I will give you a chance to make meritorious service! Puap, you take two thousand headquarters to attack the Zicao Manor! Horta, you go to support Kuramo City! Remember, the Zicao family, Unforgivable sin, don't leave Gulamo!"

"Obey, Commander!"

Both of them knelt down to salute, and turned to leave at the same time. The fierce eyes of the jaguar watched the backs of the two until they disappeared outside the tent. His Highness was assassinated, and he also became suspicious of the two battalion commanders from Prepecha. It's just that His Highness is safe and sound, and the kingdom is still as stable as a mountain. No legion dares to launch a rebellion and kill itself.

Thinking of this, the jaguar sat back in the big tent again. He looked at the armored warriors in the big tent, pressed the armor under his battle robe, and whispered to himself.

"Then just wait! Let's see their performance!"

Outside the big tent, Puap walked forward with a sullen head, and Horta hurried behind. The two walked hundreds of steps before Horta sighed.

"Huitu, how could this be so! How dare Gulamo assassinate His Majesty!"

"Hmph, Horta, he is a poisonous snake. Only you, the woman he sent was blinded! You even got me involved!"

"I have sent my guards back to Gyeonggi to kill them all."

Horta retorted weakly, still feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart. The noble daughter of the Mexica is tall and domineering, but there is no beauty in the Zicao family who is soft, obedient, and understanding.

"Huitu, the biggest problem now is the secret letter we wrote to him! At that time, we promised to help each other, but how could he dare to launch a rebellion and assassinate His Majesty!"

"Damn it! I can't even read all the words, but I drew some pictorial texts, so I don't have any intention of forming an alliance with him!"

Puap suppressed the anger in his heart, looked around, and roared in a low voice.

"At that time, Your Majesty traveled thousands of miles to the north and didn't know when he would return. I was confused, so I was dragged by you to enjoy his beauty together, and wrote a letter to communicate with each other! It's not you, me and such a nobleman Can't get online. You've screwed me over!"

"Huitu, that's not what you said at the time! When you were drunk, didn't you say that the chief was very kind to you, if His Majesty didn't come back from the Northern Expedition, we will support Prince Chatigny together..."

"Hush!"

Ash Puap covered Sky Horta's mouth.

"Do you want to die! How dare you say such things in the barracks!"

"Isn't this already in your camp?"

"My battalion leader is also His Majesty's warrior! The warrior Qin Congcan has surrendered for many years, believes in the Lord God, receives military merits, and lives in the royal capital... If they report to the war priest..."

Hearing this, Horta bowed his head and remained silent. Although his Sky Warrior Battalion is a bit better, it is also entrusted by His Majesty and taught by the priests. It has been deeply penetrated by the kingdom, and it is no longer considered a family force. After a while, he whispered to himself.

"Hui Tu, we're just talking idle words, just pay attention in the future."

"Hehe, there must be a future."

Huitu Puapu's face was gloomy.

"Because His Highness was assassinated, today in the big tent, the head of the group has murderous intent on us."

"Ah? Huitu, are you reading it wrong?"

Horta was immediately moved. He didn't notice it at all.

Huitu Puap glanced at Horta coldly. In fact, to be precise, today's head's killing intent should be aimed at him. Because Horta is really not a threat, it is easy to clean up.

"Horta, what has been said and what has been done will always leave rumors."

Huitu thought for a moment, and his expression became fierce.

"This time we ask for orders to go south, just to buy time! We must clean up the head and tail before His Majesty goes south!"

"Well, that's true."

Horta nodded, with killing intent in his eyes.

"Hui Tu, calculate the itinerary, Gulamo is probably in this area. Should we send warriors to search for one or two..."

"No. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Gulamo must have gone south, and even returned to the fief."

Huitu shook his head. He looked to the south and said in a deep voice.

"If he can do such a big thing as assassinate His Majesty, he must be prepared to fight to the death. We set off immediately, bypassing the manor of the Crow family, and going straight to the city of Kuramo!"

"Okay! I will send an envoy to the Crow Family, and the army will go south immediately! Gulamo must be killed!"

The two Prepeca generals looked at each other, stretched out their arms, and held each other. Their faces are full of unconcealable killing intent, not for the kingdom, but for themselves.

"Crack! Crack!"

As the sun slanted westward, a crow flew across the sky, crowing with death. It looked down curiously, and there were similar creatures on the manor. Under the vigilant eyes of the Crow family, four thousand Preepecha warriors rushed south along the edge of the manor, raising waves of dust and covering the sky.

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