The morning mist was lingering, and the morning sunlight spewed down from the thin clouds, covering the earth with a touch of golden yellow. Please remember d free chapter please. Vitek Village is located here, and more than one hundred old and new brick houses stretch into a huge circle.

The village is surrounded by rolling mountains, and there is a thin mist floating in the mountains. The mist drifts along the wind, rising and falling along the valley, and finally disappears in the amiable light of the sun. The path that traverses from the middle of the village extends to the fields outside the village, and on both sides are the wheat seeds that have just been planted. The green wheat seedlings reflect the sunlight, smell of hope, and then meander along the mountains. Disappeared in the middle of the mountains.

Although I heard about the war between Kyoto and the Northern Territory, the residents here still live the same life, and there is no inconvenience caused by the entry of some mysterious army.

At the beginning, they did not know exactly who was stationed here, how long they would be stationed here, and where they would go in the future. They only occasionally saw it, and often there was a young woman in a purple long skirt with a tall and beautiful appearance, gently frowning, walking in the village, and there were always a few nervous guards behind her,

Villagers like to see this woman in a purple dress appear. For those who have never left the mountain in their lifetime, this mysterious beauty with mysterious color seems to be the goddess in their minds, so noble, and so The beauty of them, they have never seen such a beautiful woman, they think it is the most beautiful human body created by the sky. It is the incarnation of the goddess and the spokesperson of kindness and compassion.

It wasn't until one day that they knew the woman's name and legends about her, and they suddenly realized, then hurriedly hid home, closed the door, and silently prayed to the sky to let the woman leave her village.

The woman's name is Isamoll. Behind the flowery name is a string of unbelievable **** legends. She also has another scary name called "Blood Goddess"

Villagers have heard from some legends of soldiers stationed in the village that Isamollil is the unprecedented star in the kingdom of Vickia across the strait. Murder does not blink, kills for fun, wherever he passes, his hands are covered with blood. She once had a record of killing a hundred rebels overnight. She likes to use strong bows and arrows to nail the opponent to the wall.

When there are many people, they are shot in rows, and when there are few people, they are beheaded one by one, and the children are used as fixed targets. Young and middle-aged people are used as targets for activities, as long as they have participated in the event. No matter whether it is men, women, children, old or weak women, children, or children, no one will let it go. dk remember me

The soldiers portrayed as vivid as if the slaughter were in front of their eyes. Whenever the blood was dripping across the head. This gorgeous and beautiful **** goddess would wear a unique black costume to show a satisfied sneer beside him.

Isamoll didn’t know that the villagers had gone into hiding, or would get up early for a walk as usual. Occasionally stopping at the roadside, gazing at the distant mountains with a confused look,

The early spring of the Vic collar is slightly cool, the mountains are green, the morning wind blows on the face, blowing her delicate face a little blush, the long skirt dances, outlines a very fit figure, this is the result of perennial exercise martial arts, It looks even more glamorous.

The morning sunlight brings gentle warmth and slowly melts the chill, and Isamoller feels a little bit cozy, and he feels boneless. But this kind of physical comfort does not dilute the growing anxiety in her heart, or even allow her eyebrows to stretch slightly.

"This fat man!"

Isamoriel scolded angrily, "touching" an elliptical gravel on the roadside, kicked away by her foot, drawing an arc and falling into the roadside grass swaying against the spring breeze, and a sound of sizo ,

Since the embarrassment in the ship, she chose to temporarily leave the fat man for a period of time. She needs time to quietly kill her father’s enemies and intimate lovers while concentrating on one person. She needs to reassess the weight of the fat man in the heart, otherwise Will be crazy

Sometimes people are like this, the more they want to let go, but the more they can't let go, Ismail Morrill's painful manifestation, instead of letting off that love, but getting stronger and stronger, the plot on the ship that day emerges from time to time In my own mind, lingering, hurried away, the tempting gasp continues to reverberate in my ears, and sometimes even in her sleep, she has an impulsive impulse, "If the woman that night, how much should I it is good!"

The news that Salander Kyoto sent troops to the north sent her anxious heart back to life,

It is said that for this northern rebellion, Saranda Kyoto dispatched nearly 60,000 troops, of whom 20,000 have already boarded 6 in the northwestern Lege Port. After continuously conquering several small territories on the seashore, they are preparing to cross The wild horse mountain range in the northwest of the Vic collar, straight into the hinterland of the northern Vic collar,

And another huge army of 40,000 people, Chen Bing, on the southern border of the northern hub of Hutu Beien, poses a force to suppress the situation,

I have to admit that the people who made this strategic plan can be described as extremely experienced. The raid on strategic points on the sea can minimize the supply line of the army and avoid the quagmire of long-term tug-of-war,

Among the dozen more powerful lords in the north, except for the recently rising Vic lord in the north, most of the other territories are in the northwest region, where the terrain is flat and rich in resources. It is undoubtedly a great deterrent to those Northern Lords who are on the sidelines,

This is not only a psychological warfare, but also a very stable tactic of advancement. Under the pressure of the army of the Kingdom of Kyoto, as long as the lords of the northwest region are in chaos, the northwestern part of the Vic collar will completely leak out.

The northwestern part of the Vic collar is a flat wild horse plain. Except for a wild horse mountain that traverses, it is almost unguarded. As long as it crosses it, the Kyoto army can form a north-south pinch and easily seize the initiative of the northern battle. Going north all the way, directly destroying the northern coastal area including Vic and Lhasa,

Of course, based on Ismailiol’s understanding of the fat man, this guy who likes the most shady people will never let the Kyoto Army take the initiative to be so frank, but the situation in Vic City in front of him, let Isamariel also Feel a little tricky,

The only bargaining chip for fat now seems to be his tycoon and less than 2 regiments of infantry, although Wikya across the strait has declared war on Sarand,

But suddenly a large-scale deployment of troops from Vecchia is obviously not working, because the latest information shows that the army of the Ruidian people has appeared on the side of the northern Abron, and it is possible to insert a sword at the back of Vecchia at any time.

And on the southern border, the Rudds also added two main Ruddets at the same time, two guys who were originally rivals, suddenly had the same intentions at the same time, it is difficult to say that there is no conspiracy to suppress Vickia together, Vickia Has occupied the northern grasslands, the two kingdoms will naturally not sit back and watch the Salander who lost the south

The pressure of the army has led to the four southern main flag regiments closest to Salander under the governor of the southern governor Statuenke. They have been completely nailed to the border. This change will undoubtedly make the whole situation even more confusing. Soldiers, that’s even more impossible. When the army is transferred, I’m afraid the North has already settled.

"Captain Isabelle, the order of the master is here!"

A guard's face hurriedly came from behind, because Isa Mollier had been a captain of the guard with the fat man for a while. Most of Samor's guards still called her by this, which means respect. Also avoid causing some embarrassment, after all, Isaboriel is awkward by his side,

"Oh, fat fat man's order? Isamoriel looked back and said coldly with a frown, "Tell him, I'm not his subordinate, don't use a command tone!" If there is not even a sincere apology, I will not do anything for him! Don't forget, I am still his creditor! "

"Cough, my lord said to invite the young lady to go hunting!"

The messenger Jin Wei coughed awkwardly. Not to mention the relationship between the lord and the woman, not to mention the client, even the nearby guard felt dizzy when he thought about it, killing his father's enemies, sweet lover, arrogant little lover, this intricate The relationship is too chaotic.

"Hunting?" Isamorel froze for a moment, murmured secretly, "What the **** is this dead fat man, the enemy is almost home, and is he still in the mood to hunt?"

"Yes, I invite Miss to go to Morenburg in the Wild Horse Plains tomorrow at noon to participate in the spring hunt! It is an apology to Miss Miss!"

"This fat man! Just like to play tricks, well, I accept his apology!"

Isamoriel's fingers twitched the buns hanging down the shoulders, a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his mouth was very pleased, the expression of joy that could not be concealed by his face, made the faces of the guards behind him smile bitterly peep,

"It's still a good man!" The guards sighed secretly, and everyone saw it, this young lady who was mad at him. The reason for staying in this village may be that she hopes to get a formal apology. If there is no official apology, it is really difficult for her to be satisfied.

I just don’t know if the so-called "hunting" is the prey~lightnovelpub.net~ or this stubborn lady

The sunlight just passed through the clouds, and the milky white mist enveloped the ground. Under the breeze, the mist slowly dissipated, gradually increased from the ground, and finally disappeared. The world suddenly became clearer and clearer.

On the flat meadows in the western part of the Wild Horse Plain, you can see almost anywhere from five kilometers away. At the edge of the connection between heaven and earth, you can vaguely see the rolling clouds, which forms a strong contrast with the calm and calm look here.

The leader of the Second Mamunuk Army of Salander, Monet, sat on the warhorse, looking at the immense plain that was about to enter with a look of satisfaction.

Beside him, thousands of Mamunuk knights wearing all kinds of gorgeous decoration passed by quickly, and 20,000 Salander light infantry with white headscarves wrapped around their heads,

With Saranda's buckler in his hand, the towering spears suddenly appeared in a row in the forest of the vast plains, the cold light flashed, and the queues were organized in an orderly manner, and the formation wave was advanced, like a black long dragon spreading in this piece. The edge of the plain,

The wind blew under the wind, and the flags hunted in the sky,