Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 57: Assassinated Rumba?

It is still the empty road after the patrol clears the field. Passers-by will consciously stay away or be driven away by the patrol that is quickly in place. It is still guarded by the Grand Duke’s guards. The patrols open the way back and forth, still around "Traveling" surrounded by groups......

But when Thales rode on the streets of Longxiao City again, he felt a different kind of feeling, not only because it was different from the usual way to play chess, but also because the meteorite was Watching closely, followed closely.

After all, this may be the last time he has walked in Longxiao City in his six-year hostage career.

Presumably Nicolai knew this too.

So when Thales went uncharacteristically, instead of pulling the reins and galloping at high speed (when he used to go to play chess, this always made the surrounding archangel guards full of complaints), but let the veteran Jenard-he was violent The dark horse Jenny is the only person besides Thales who is not so repulsive-holding the reins, walking slowly, and traveling all the way to the axe area, the meteorite just slurred his mouth in dissatisfaction, but said nothing. .

"Jenard," Thales stared at the buildings backwards on both sides: "Starting from the birch forest in the north, you have been in the mission for more than six years."

Jenard looked back at the prince: "Yes, Your Highness."

Tels sighed: "Being trapped in Longxiao City for so long..."

"It is far less exciting than when you charged and set off under the hands of Duke John, and probably not as comfortable as a city defense team in Everstar City."

"It must be boring."

Listening to Thales, Jenard looked into the distance.

This veteran of the Star Legion, who served under the hands of the Star Wars God and the Flower of Fortress and experienced the disaster 18 years ago, has become more energetic after experiencing six years in the North. The numbness and lifelessness of the era of the sweeping defense team.

Although he has always been guilty for being a tool of the Duke of Iris in the birch forest of the stars, causing the blood to interfere with the prince's mission.

"Compared with the hardships and hardships you have endured, this is nothing boring," Gennard sighed. "Compared with the **** war and chaos of the Bloody Years, this is nothing boring. Mention it."

Thyls didn't speak.

His brows frowned unconsciously.

The Scarlet Year.

Bloody war.

The team moved forward slowly. Although it may be the last trip, the patrol team composed of the Northlanders and the Grand Duke's guards are still clearing the field and guarding the surroundings.

"Thank you, Jenard," the second prince turned his head and looked at the veteran Jenard who followed from Yongxing City with a deep expression: "Your service in six years has actually far exceeded what you owed. Duke John’s kindness."

"No, Your Highness," Gennard nodded respectfully: "I should thank you."

"As for the kindness I owe Lord John..." His expression sank, the pain that couldn't be eliminated between his eyebrows, and he turned his face subconsciously:

"No, that is something I can't repay in my life."

Thyls fixedly stared at the back of the veteran leading the horse.

The prince took a deep breath and remembered the small stone urn he had seen in Canxing's tomb: "John Canxing, Duke of Star Lake, I heard you say something about him...humorous and approachable?"

Jenard couldn't help but shake a little when he heard the familiar name.

"Yes, Your Highness, but the Duke's approachability is not the same as you..."

It seems that as soon as that person was mentioned, the look and spirit of Jenard became alive: "I still remember the day of the conscription... Although the Duke is middle-aged, he does not have excessive majesty and prestige... "

"His martial arts is very bad, but his eyesight is good, but his singing voice is better, he can also play the lute... No matter nobles, farmers, merchants, craftsmen, soldiers, even prostitutes and prisoners of war, he can always follow All kinds of people mingle: It is easy to find John in the barracks, because where the laughs are the loudest, the Duke must be there."

Jenard was immersed in the memories of the past and couldn't help laughing: "A lot of times I even think he is a little...silly and stupid."

Silly and stupid?

Thyls cast a puzzled look.

"It's not disrespectful, it's just," Jenard frowned. "I don't know how to express...Anyway, those of us in the Guards were talking and laughing with him, subconsciously treating him as one of our own. Not an authoritarian commander, or the noble brother of the Star King, the Duke of Xinghu."

Jenard became more and more vigorous as he said: "Eighteen years ago, at the military meeting of the Star Army, the Duke always lost his mind, or snored or even drooled when he fell asleep. The nobles present were very embarrassed... For this, Captain Sonia always apologized pitifully, and gritted his teeth in public and banged the Duke on the head until he woke him up from his sleep-or knocked out. The Kenyan deputy captain once used ice water. The record that awakened him from his laziness."

The veteran laughed loudly: "Even though the Duke looks aggrieved every time, he pitifully defends: He is not sleeping, but thinking about countermeasures in his dream."

What?

Sleeping at a military meeting?

This is...the one who put down the rebellion—the Star God of War?

Thyls was stunned for a while, and couldn't help scratching his head: "It sounds really... uh, special?"

"Of course, it just sounds absurd. After all, if he is really a fool," Jenard gave Thales a deep look and sighed: "There will be no'Star War God 'The title."

Thyls frowned slightly.

"How about you, Willow?"

Willow, a soldier walking behind his horse with a long and one short two guns tied to his back, was called by name unexpectedly and was taken aback:

"Huh, me?"

For six years, this recruit who was rescued by Thales from the gallows in Broken Dragon Fortress, after experiencing the experience from the black sand collar to the Longxiao city, almost washed away his childishness. Although the veterans in the team still like to make fun of him.

"How do you feel during the six years in Longxiao City?"

"To be honest, when I came out of the fortress six years ago, I didn't expect to stay in the enemy country for so long." At the reminder of veteran Jenard, Willow quickly adjusted his expression:" But..."

"Uncle Jenard said," he frowned, "Because you are here, the people of the north enjoy peace."

"So, it's probably worth it."

Thyls was slightly startled.

Willow raised his head with a bitter expression on his face:

"It's..."

"You know, I sometimes think about it," Willow sighed: "If you were there eighteen years ago, like this, if you used yourself as a ambassador to Exeter..."

"Maybe the war will not happen, and my sister will not die of illness."

Thyls lowered his head, lost in thought.

"Really." He said flatly, as if talking to himself.

The team moved forward again, past a fork that separated the spear area and the axe area.

"Huaiya," the prince riding on the horse raised his hand, crossed the guards on both sides, and pointed to the three-story building with a terrace not far away:

"That house is the chess and card room we go to once a month, isn't it?"

"Yes, your lord." The attendant observed carefully and replied cautiously.

Thyls looked at the silhouette of the familiar building, with some inexplicable emotion:

"In the past, we always went directly to the spear area. We have never seen it from this angle."

He looked at the specially decorated chess and card room meaningfully, and remembered the few "class" experiences he had with Ashida in it: "Probably, I will miss the time playing chess in it."

"It's actually not too far away, if you want to," Wiya estimated the distance to the house: "Why don't you go and see?"

"No need," Thales shook his head, pointed at Nicolai next to him, and sighed: "Look at his face..."

"He may wish that an assassin popped up somewhere, and kill me before we go to the black sand collar."

The words made Huaiya frown deeply and subconsciously glanced around.

Rolfe made a mocking look at him, which, not surprisingly, drew the entourage's anger.

Nicolai turned his head, snorted disdainfully, and hurried forward.

"Where is your deputy?" The meteorite asked coldly: "Why didn't you see the cunning Lord Putila Niman, go to the black sand collar with you?"

Tyles' complexion sank and shook his head: "We have not seen you for six years. To be precise, Putila is no longer in my mission."

"I haven't seen you in six years, and the stars will send troops to the Freedom League as soon as I appear?" Nicolai's face was sullen and his words were stiff:

"Maybe I should have arrested him early in the morning-that man is not easy, maybe he is the middleman between the stars and the Rumba."

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

"According to Putila, he has been watched by you in Longxiao City," Thales sighed: "Should you not know his every move better than I do?"

Nicolai grinds his teeth and glances at him like a warning.

"Speaking of this, you know," the meteorite said coldly: "I have confirmed it, and leaked that matter-the person who leaked the grandma's secret to the dark room is not Lisban."

Thyls was startled slightly.

The prince who remembered something for a second, then cocked the corner of his mouth and exhaled in secret.

Do you still need to confirm?

But Nicolai's expression immediately became terrifying.

"You brought Kerumba to it."

"So, if it weren't for Brisbane, would it be you, little prince?"

The meteorite's expression is cold, and he looks like he is about to beat him at any time: "You took the initiative to reveal the greatest secret of Longxiao City to the black sand collar and the dark room, so the king will hold our handle and come. Here, join hands with you?"

Nani?

It took Thales two seconds to figure out what Nicollet meant in a dazed state.

The next moment, the prince's eyes widened, his voice suddenly increased: "What?"

Nicolai ignored his astonishment, and continued to say coldly: "Answer me—you gave Rumba this handle?"

Thyls stared at the meteorite in a daze, remembering the lie he made up casually to test him not long ago.

The meteorite still stared at him scorchingly.

Seeing that the meteorite didn't seem to be joking at all, Thales, who was dumbfounded, was quite moved.

This guy is really...

Seriously.

The next second, Thales took a deep breath and let the air stay in his lungs for a while before exhaling it weakly.

"It's the old saying, Nicolai," he shook his head somewhat helplessly: "On certain things, I'm with you..."

Tyles looked at the eyes of the meteorite, and said very sincerely:

"It's really not a level."

After saying these words, Thales ignored Nicolai's ugly expression again, and motioned to Genard to urge the horse to pass him.

Behind Thales, the light-moving elf guard swiftly followed, and the half of his face under the cloak spit out his tongue at the pale meteorite.

Just now.

Wow!

An ear-piercing sound came suddenly from a distance!

The team seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand, and life stopped.

Many people's faces changed drastically!

Tyles turned pale, as if awakened from a scene in his memory.

The moment he recognized this sound, he hurriedly roared:

"It's a crossbow arrow!"

The outer patrol team quickly formed a formation, the Grand Duke’s guards consciously surrounded the inner side, and the stars responded with the prince as the center.

Ada slid over Jenny's horseshoe in two steps and jumped to Thales's side. Jenard habitually stood in front of the dark horse. Willow gritted his teeth and drew out a pair of guns.

Wiaah was about to pull down Thales subconsciously, but Nicolae stretched out his hand and held it down!

"Everyone, calm down!"

The poor-looking meteorite pushed Huaiya away, and impatiently reprimanded the attendant: "This is just the signal crossbow arrow of Longxiao City! And it's not nearby!"

Nicolai nodded to the people around him with a tense expression: the team of northerners formed into a protective formation immediately dispersed well, with a clear division of labor, and waiting for them.

In the patrol ahead of the road, a few soldiers climbed up their horses neatly and set off toward different streets to find out information.

Only Wiya woke up and looked at Thales, who was also pale.

"This is...what's wrong?" This was Thales, who was surprised.

[Listen to the sound, front. ] This is Rolf's sign language.

"This is the arrow of the patrol," Nicolai stared at the empty street ahead:

"They need reinforcements."

Thyls frowned slightly.

Need reinforcements?

"Boss!"

Lord Justin looked into the distance with a serious expression, and his tone was tense: "The direction of the arrow... is the front, the destination we are going to, the embassy post in Axe District!"

The Northlanders' team, especially the less trained patrol team, was in an uproar immediately.

The team that had been habitually guarding the surroundings immediately turned their eyes and looked towards the street ahead.

Nicolai gave a hum, his face calm, staring at the direction of the sound.

"What?"

Thyls was surprised: "The Embassy Post House? Isn't that Rumba..."

"Enough!"

Nicolai yelled out loudly, interrupting everyone's uncertain speculation:

"The patrol is under the jurisdiction of the Department of General Order of the Defence Officer of Reston. Reinforcements of patrols in other districts will be in place soon."

He said coldly, with the commander's prestige in his words: "And that's none of our business! What we have to do now is to stand by and wait for the front..."

The next moment.

Swish——!

Another scream, interrupting Nicolai alive!

"Boss, second shot!"

Justin pressed his voice on Nicolai’s side and spoke, but couldn't suppress the anxiety in his tone: "It seems that the situation is urgent!"

The breathing of the people from the Northland and the stars began to accelerate together.

Tyles stared at the street ahead, feeling the tension in the air getting stronger.

Nicolai frowned fiercely and gritted his teeth: "Where's the scout, where's the reward ahead?"

"If something really happened before," Thales pursed his lips: "Maybe I'm caught."

The prince ignored the face of the meteorite. He turned his head and said anxiously to the short man under the cloak:

"Ada!"

"I know, you can see!"

Ada pouted, snorted dissatisfiedly, and said something that Thales didn't understand.

But her movements didn't slow down at all: I saw the elf guard rushing to the side of the street at great speed, pulling up a pane, and jumping up to the top of the three-story house on one side in three or two steps.

In the eyes of everyone, she was as swift as a gecko, attracting a group of surprised eyes.

On the roof, Edda gently raised his right hand and stopped in front of his forehead covered by the cloak.

The elf at that moment seemed very comfortable, as if feeling the breeze.

But everyone on the street stared at her nervously.

The meteorite snorted dissatisfiedly, and muttered to Justin in a low voice: "So the people we follow can't keep up with her..."

A few seconds later, Ada turned her head and her expression sank.

"The specific situation is not clear, but I can see the people running away." Faced with the nervous and expectant gazes of everyone, Edda pondered, and reported from the field of vision that ordinary people could not see: "Oh, in the air There are also sounds of fighting, at least a dozen pairs......"

Tyles squinted: The running crowd? How many pairs fight?

But the elf will soon stop talking about it.

"Lord Nicolai!"

With the sound of horses' hoofs, a cavalry from the previous patrol hurried back. In the sound of panting, there was a bit of panic:

"Before... the residence of the Black Sands... Lombard... the king's post... was attacked!"

Everyone was taken aback!

The king's post house?

Assault?

The cavalry's anxious words continued: "The guards of the post house... seem to be terrible... the patrol in the axe area... caught off guard, two order officers and three teams are fighting. I saw several bodies. ……"

Many people frowned.

"Stop!"

Nicolai spoke categorically, interrupting his incoherent return: "Just say two things: enemy situation? Current situation?"

The cavalry was stunned for a moment, and only then regained some energy in a panting.

"It's messy!"

The cavalry sentry who inquired about the news shook his head: "The opponent has never launched a surprise attack from more than one place. The number is unknown. It looks like a northerner, not only has swords, but also bows and crossbows..."

"As for our side, the black sand collar and the patrol team are fighting, and the outer order officers are blocking and fortifying, but there are civilians fleeing everywhere, and even those who are hot-headed and will take up arms to fight... …"

Hearing this, Justin's face tightened, and he leaned to Nicolai's ear: "Today is the day of government affairs. There are too many nobles in the Axe District, and their private soldiers and guards are troublesome..." /

Thyls frowned deeper.

Nicolae's expression seemed to have just formed a layer of frost, and he nodded: "Continue to explore and send people to report back to the palace and the Regency of Lisban."

The meteorite turned his head, first glanced at the Grand Duke’s guards, and saw that most of them were stable, and then nodded in satisfaction:

"Hmph, I dare to do it in the aristocratic area like the Axe District..."

Nicolai looked at the sky in front of him and snorted slightly. There was a little gloat in his words:

"No matter who the enemy is, they must hate the king..."

He turned his head and said to the sad prince: "It seems that the journey to Rumba to the Axe District will be postponed, little prince."

Before Thales could reply, Nicolai gave a loud order:

"Everyone!"

"The patrol that opened the way, after the next wave of sentries came back, immediately stopped advancing, pulled up the line of defense, blocked the flow of people from the axe area, and prohibited anyone from passing through—whether it was their own or others!"

The patrol team that heard the order acted immediately. Since the accident six years ago, the patrol team of the first city gate has been like the court guard, and has since directly followed the command and dispatch of the Grand Duke or the Grand Duke’s guard.

Nicolae’s voice was very decisive: “As for the Grand Duke’s guards... the crossbowmen scattered on the spot, filling in defenses, clearing the commanding heights on both sides of the street, ensuring vision, and killing any unidentified targets moving at high speed here! "

"As for us, change direction and return to the Palace of Valor...Justin, you take the fourth team to launch the interception formation, after the break, be alert for any threats from that direction!"

The action of the Grand Duke’s guards was quicker than that of the patrol: they immediately changed their team to the front team and turned to retreat. Lord Justin’s team almost formed a wall of people, blocking the road to the chaotic area. Many crossbowmen climbed up the houses on both sides one after another, drew out long arrows, and aimed vigilantly in that direction.

Listening to the other party's order to block and retreat, Thales sighed: He knew the attitude of the meteorite.

"Hey," Thales turned to remind the meteorite in annoyance: "I know you want to see him die, but if Rumba died here today..."

"For Longxiao City, are you sure this is a good thing?"

Nicolai shook his head disdainfully: "My responsibility now is to transport you back to the Palace of Valor, and nothing else."

Thyls took a deep breath.

"Okay," the prince spread his hands out: "Think about it, King Chaman somehow died in Longxiao City under the rule of the Grand Duchess..."

"If I were Qiyuan City or Jie Shou City, I would definitely criticize Longxiao City, which is inadequately protected or even suspicious, first and foremost, and then in the ruthless transaction of the election of the king... …"

The meteorite paused slightly.

He turned to look at Thales, his face cold.

Thyls shrugged helplessly: "For Longxiao City?"

At this moment, the sound of the third arrow sounded from far away.

The atmosphere is more tense.

After a few seconds, Nicolai grunted and turned around cursingly:

"The son of a bitch..."

He exclaimed dissatisfiedly: "Gail, you take the fifth and sixth teams and go to the post house to reinforce the patrol over there-we have practiced this situation in six years, you know what to do! "

An veteran guard nodded, smiled pityfully, and took half of the guard to the reinforcements.

Nicolae is obviously in a bad mood: "Others, withdraw as originally planned!"

In the terrible atmosphere, the group of people turned to ~IndoMTL.com~ and returned in the direction they came.

They retreated in a hurry for a few minutes, until they returned to the junction of the axe area and the spear area and saw the familiar chess and card room, the tension in the team slowly subsided.

"Damn it," Huaiya said tensely: "Why do we always run into this kind of thing?"

"Calm down, Huaiya," Thales said with a sullen face: "Remember my words: Don't panic."

But Thales himself adjusted his breathing on horseback, thinking about what had just happened.

On today’s political hearing day, in the axe district where nobles gather...

The attack, no, the assassination of Chaman Rumba?

Who is it?

And...

If Rumba died here...

Thinking of this, Thales clenched his fists and clenched his saddle.

He stayed in the middle of the retreating team, his face solemn.

"Hey! Little Prince."

"You know," the meteorite rode up to Thales and said coldly: "If we maintain the usual galloping speed and get to the axe zone sooner, we might catch up with the attack head-on. ."

Thyls frowned: "What do you mean?"

Nicolai shook his head: "I mean... your head may not be cheaper than Rumba's life."

Thyls thought of something, his scalp tightened:

"You said, maybe those people are going to intercept me?"

Nicolai hummed disdainfully.

The second prince looked around subconsciously: The street was calm, and Edda was running vigilantly on the roof, observing the surroundings condescendingly, and the Northlanders' line was also normal.

Thyls turned around now, full of suspicion:

"I..."

"I'm not so unlucky, am I?"

As soon as the voice fell, an accident happened.

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