The Zhivading in the night was as quiet as ever. The southern gate of Zhivading, under the bright city bonfire, the new Tenth Banner leader Saron stood straight at the entrance of the South Gate Suspension Bridge. Shimmering, the bloodthirsty double knives were inserted across his back like a big mountain, standing in the cold wind of late autumn.

The Tenth Banner Regiment belongs to the Legion Headquarters. It has three combat brigades with 6,000 troops. It is the first troop equipped with a cross spear and an improved infantry crossbow. It is the most powerful flag regiment in the newly formed Samoan Guards Corps. Most of them are veterans, because they were taking a break some time ago, so they did not participate in the southern battle.

　　 The sound of horseshoes sounded in the depths of darkness. In the firelight, the fat man rode the warhorse to the suspension bridge outside the city, and Saron quickly greeted him, and the figure straightened towards the oncoming fat man.

　　 "Legion Commander, Tenth Banner Commander Saron reports to you!" As the old guard captain, Saron prefers to call the fat man the captain of the army. The fat man stopped the horseshoe in front of Saron, and the whip touched Saron’s shoulder. As a gift, the voice said solemnly, "Old friend, don’t come unharmed. Do you know why I sent you back to Zhivading so urgently?"

"Please forgive your subordinates, my subordinates really don't understand!" Saron was puzzled, and he was confused about the order received this time. The battle in the south had ended, but his master seemed to be still in combat. It is the highest-level red sweater and chicken feathers, which is an emergency order used in wartime

　　The fat man came down from the horse and handed the whip to the guards around him. Sauron quickly followed him. In the silent night, only the sound of the rubbing of the stones under his feet was heard.

"I received a report from the Northern Legion Caesar Sauron. The noble private army expelled from Kyoto appeared again in the northern suburbs of Kyoto during this time. The will of many nobles in Kyoto was shaken. For these capricious villains, we We must definitely clean up, and before again, we must first pull out the force of the private nobles."

　　 "Adults just command" Saron said with a firm face, "As long as the adults give an order, the sword sea gun forest is in front, and I will never shrink back!"

"Very good! All I want is your sentence!" The fat man nodded with satisfaction, his voice paused, and the expression of his eyes turned around on Saron. Saron saw hair in his heart. The fat man generally said this , There will never be any good, Salon has the feeling of falling into the pit

　　 "I came to you this time to prepare for the Tenth Banner Regiment to enter the Pohulaban area. I want to completely solve the hidden danger of the private nobles"

　　 "Pohulaban!" Saron's face was stunned, feeling a chill behind him, his face embarrassed. "Isn't there a private army noble's base camp? With my troops, I am afraid..."

"Why? You Saron is also afraid!" The fat man smiled at the corner of his mouth. "Yes, you are right! A flag group is indeed too few, but if the large army is overwhelmed, I am afraid that the private nobles will continue to flee. This will Leave a lot of hidden dangers to Samoa's overall plan!"

"Look at this first!" The fat man took out a map from his arms and handed it to the doubtful Saron. "This is a map of Pohulaban sent by the Northern Army, which marked the location of the four garrisons of the noble private army. , Dealing with four is a bit too difficult for you, but if you only need to deal with two of them, the Tenth Banner Corps should have no problem"

　　 "To deal with two flag regiments?" Saron looked at the map ugly, although his flag regiment had strong fighting power, but after all, there were only 6,000 people. One regiment of the private army had tens of thousands of people.

Six thousand to twenty thousand, Saron couldn't help but suffer for a while. "This battle is really not for people to fight!" Saron whispered secretly, "I'm not kidding me, these four regiments are all stationed on the road, into a quadrilateral. It’s enough to support each other for a long time. It’s enough to support each other for a long time. I am afraid that I will meet the enemy and I will be surrounded by reinforcements. Besides, there is an elite light cavalry corps.”

"I will arrange this." The fat man's face was so furious that Saron was afraid to speak. He respectfully took the whip from the guard and handed it to the fat man. "You just need to follow the order to drive the troops to the northern border and wait for the attack order. That's it!"

"Remember, this battle is focused on suddenness, if you want to come back alive, you have to be a little more dexterous." The fat man turned his horse, looked at the sad Saron, and told me that I would be in the private army. When they think of it most, give them a fatal blow! Occupy the Pohula board and open the door to the northern part of the kingdom, it's all up to you! "

In the early morning of late autumn, the mist in the city was like flowing white belts. From three o'clock in the morning, the busy outer city of Zhivadin was already hustle and bustle. The unloaded carriage, the arriving merchant ship, and the bundle of goods from the merchant ship Hanging up and down, the carriages for transporting goods have been queued up at the out-of-city trading post, and the large out-of-city trading post has been expanded three times, but still unable to meet the needs of the merchants, many businessmen and goods choose to stay in Zhivading Overnight in a small town outside

The six stone bridges outside the city are lined with crowded wagons. Only the seventh Samoer military channel can occasionally see the passing military horse team, but that is the Samoer military channel, even if it is Empty, absolutely no one dared to step on that stone bridge.

The congested road made me look sad in the face of Jones Nelly and Lonsky Moore. The fiery sun in the morning has risen to the clouds. This morning, the fat man promised to surprise himself, but his carriage was embarrassedly blocked. At the gate of the city, it is difficult to move forward one step, and you can only wait for the carriage in front to move forward slowly

　　Anxious and depressed clogged in Jones Nellie's chest, eyes from time to time looked at the slow moving elders

"To know how many carriages are in the morning, I stopped living at Christie's Manor last night." Lonsky Moore saw Jones Nellie's brow furrowed and couldn't help feeling guilty. Cousin Jones' friendship with the mysterious Deacon Halissa , Even the blind can see

"It's nothing! I didn't expect Zhivadin's morning to be so lively." Jones Nellie had an awkward smile on her face. Although she had been to Zhivadin a few times, she was the first to experience a traffic jam in the morning. In the past, I used to live in the inner city with less people. I never expected that the outer city would be so lively.

　　 Jones Nelly was secretly anxious, but she still insisted on saying, "That dead fat man always likes to deceive people. This time, let him be alone in the business alliance to wait for us, which is also a punishment for his lies!"

　　 There was a sound of horseshoes outside the carriage. Jones Nelly saw the two guards left by the fat man yesterday, which appeared on the back road.

　　 "Honorable lady!" The two guards looked embarrassedly at Jones Nelly, their hair was so rushed that they were wet by the morning dew

　　 "I'm so sorry, the servant of the Krisk family forgot to wake us up, and let the two distinguished ladies go on the road first! What a subordinate's dereliction of duty!"

It turned out that last night, Jones Nelly and Lonski Moore did not rest in the city of Zivadin, but took a rest outside the city of Krisk Manor. Before early morning, they set off from Krisk Manor because it was too Early, did not let the servants awaken the two guards, who knew they would be blocked at the gate

"Nothing! I told the servant not to disturb you to rest!" Jones Nelly apologized, and the two guards quickly bowed their heads to salute, and looked at the congested long dragon, knowing that they were hit by a traffic jam in Rivadine, and secretly were lucky. If it is not that the traffic jam is not encountered, and the Governor who is not followed by the guards, he will not be forgiving himself.

　　 "Please come with us!" The guard waved to the coachman and signaled the carriage to follow himself to the empty seventh lane,

　　 saw a carriage with a strange coat of arms leaving the long queue and heading for the seventh lane of special significance. Many businessmen smiled strangely.

This kind of unruly field wagons can be seen almost every day, every time they go to the air with pride, and then they are driven back by the Samoer Chengwei like a dog, and they are honestly rearranged at the end. This has become a regular thing. After queuing up for the fun projects of the merchants, I saw that the carriage was about to open on the seventh channel, and some people even opened the market.

　　 "One loses two, I bet that idiot does not reach even a minute, and will be driven out by the city guard!"

　　Everyone likes to watch others eat deflated, especially those who are high-spirited

　　The carriage slowly drove up to the stone bridge. Jones Nelly found out that the window was quiet. She gently opened the curtains curiously and was startled by the outside scene.

Time seemed to be static. In the hundreds of carriages on the other six channels, countless heads were detected at the same time. Even the inspected city guards stopped their work. Everyone turned their heads like this, silly. Looking at his carriage is like seeing something rare

　　 Jones Nelly felt the terrible silence on the side of the carriage. The empty stone bridge crossed under the wheel. The crowded car dragon had just disappeared.

This strange phenomenon made Jones Nelly's scalp numb, the carriage suddenly shocked, and the wheels drove up to the bridge deck. The pier of a stone bridge slipped in front of Jones Nilly's eyes, and the logo of the flying Samo Falcon was carved on the pier. On one side, you can still see dry black blood stains

　　 "Seventh channel!" Jones Nelly was shocked by the stone pier in front of her, and suddenly knew why so many people were watching her carriage. This is the seventh channel! The Samoan military passage, except for the Samoan soldiers, no one should occupy this passage,

There were once noble aristocrats who did not understand the rules, and they were decapitated by the Samoan army on this special passage. The Samoans did not wash the blood off the bridge pier, just to warn others, taking the stone pier as the line and wanting to go this way , To pay the price of blood!

"What's wrong with you, Cousin Jones? What's going on outside?" Long Simoer looked at Jones Nelly's suddenly white face and asked in surprise~lightnovelpub.net~The carriage stopped suddenly, Jones Nelly Before answering, there was a voice from the city guards outside, "Stop now! This is the Samoer military passage, please show your identification"

Through the car curtains, Longs Qimoer saw a group of heavily armed city guards outside, blocking the front of the carriage, the dense spears formed a gun wall, and the crossbowmen in the back two rows were aiming in half crouching, scared Long Siqi Mo's face was pale, and his voice was crying

　　 "What's going on, how can we come here!"

"This is the carriage of the Governor's Mansion," the guard's eyes were cold, looked at the captain of the city guard who was waiting for Yan Zhen, and took out the guard token from his arms and handed it over. "This is an adult's collaborator and a Samoan VIP. You give up immediately! If something goes wrong, be careful of the order of the Governor's Mansion!"

"Governor's Mansion!" The captain of the city guard felt a numb scalp and cold sweats, only to find that the two in front of him were obviously Samo's close guards. Although they were dressed differently, the war knife representing the close guard was hung on the waist. Blood gas can be felt even one meter away

　　Only one person in Samoir was able to ride in and out of the seventh passage, that is, the Governor, even the head of the flag was not qualified to ride on the carriage through the seventh passage. . . . . . . The sweat on the captain of the city guard only fell down, but the body was cold as ice, and his face was hesitantly waving to the city guards behind him.

　　 "Give up, hurry up, don't hinder the passage of adults!"

　　The city guards quickly gave way, let the carriage pass with respect,

　　 "No! Let's go in like this?" The neck outside the city stretched out, waiting for everyone watching the joke, watching the carriages one by one incredulously, slowly disappearing into the city road of the seventh passage

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