Sky Dragon Rider

Lin Mo always felt strange to receive Qi Fei's mamnungca11 every morning. In fact, he got up earlier than Qi Fei, so marnwngca11 became breakfast ca11.

The successful retrieval of Qi Fei finally relieved Lin Mo's long-sustained heart. The twists and turns and coincidences made people sigh that fate was so tricky, but he was getting closer and closer to the imperial capital Delan City day by day.

On the first day of the urgent march of the mission, the people of Portland gritted their teeth and persisted to the camping point. It was already past sunset, and they sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment. Like a human being, sticking out his tongue, panting heavily, dripping with sweat.

After a hasty dinner, snoring sounded one after another soon by the campfire.

The next day, the Holy Sun had just jumped out of the horizon, and these Portlanders were awakened again by the sound of the Islamic horns. They had to stagger and start the second day's rapid march while having breakfast.

If the leader of the mission, Diplomat Dillon, hadn't seen something and warned everyone seriously, I'm afraid the team would soon be full of complaints.

But the Slans didn't mean to stop the hasty march. On the third day, many exhausted members of the Portland mission protested to the leader Dillon and the commander of the Slan Knights, Siris. The two seemed to have made an appointment As if, let those protesters go to Lin Moli by themselves

But in fact, these people were afraid, so how could they dare to go to the demon king with hairy hairs, and the brief protest lasted for less than half a day before ending without a problem.

On the fourth day, most members of the mission were exhausted to the extreme, and many of them were severely exhausted. They barely kept their formation by moving their legs numbly or sitting on horses. They even had to drop most of the luggage, leaving only Only by paying money and dry food can we barely maintain the integrity of the team.

Some Portlanders who finally couldn't stand the endless march like slow suicide dared to find Lin Mo and pray for a day or half a day off.

Boom! ~

There was nothing left but a new corpse.

On the fifth day, when even the rank-and-file Slan knights felt a bit overwhelmed, everyone realized that they were on a terrible death march.

All Portlanders who can't keep up with the team will be dragged to the side of the road and killed with a sword, and their corpses will be abandoned in the wilderness at will. There is no tolerance.

Even if it is a commoner or an aristocrat, everyone is equal in the face of death.

The first ones who couldn't stand it were the servants of the mission. They had no guts or qualifications to go to Lin Mo to argue, so they could only choose to try to escape.

It's a pity that this thousand-member Sri Lankan knights stared wide-eyed at every Portlander. Anyone who dared to leave the team without permission would be charged with spying and executed on the spot.

Two quick shots exploded the heads of two Portlands, which made Lin Mo's rapid march start smoothly after taking over. By the time these Portlanders reacted, it was already too late!

The ferocious style of killing chickens and monkeys gave the Portlanders a severe blow, and the disobedient brats had no choice but to die.

Those Sri Lankan knights armed to the teeth are happy to use their swords to turn the opponent's head into their own military exploits. The knights actually recognized this military exploits.

Without Lin Mo's order, these knights took the initiative to widen their eyes, waiting for the opportunity for these Portlanders to stick their heads over to be chopped off. In their eyes, these Portlanders did not have their heads on their shoulders, but Lovely bags of gold just waiting to be harvested with the swing of a sword.

Even Siris had to admit that after beheading more than a dozen Portlanders, the knights under him had become like wolves and tigers, and their aura was quite different from before they set off.

Eight days later, the city wall of the imperial capital that Lin Mo is very familiar with is already in sight, stretching across the entire field of vision.

The thousands-strong Sri Lankan Knights and the Portland Mission were equally exhausted, but whether it was the Sri Lankan knights or the members of the mission, they all heaved a long sigh of relief. This cruel death march was finally approaching end.

Due to the cruel order issued by Lin Mo, only one-third of the members of the Portland mission who were lucky enough to see the walls of the Slan imperial capital were left, and the rest had become the souls of the Slan knights under the sword.

There was even an unlucky ghost in Portland who fainted because he saw the city of Deland close in front of him, but was beheaded by a nearby Slan knight happily with a sword, making him confused ghost.

"I want to sue this damned royal guard to His Majesty the Emperor of the Slan Empire!"

Seeing this scene, Dillon, the leading diplomat of the Portland Mission, said in a low voice through gritted teeth.

"Master Dillon, I don't have any hope for this."

Mosrig shook his head with a wry smile.

His words were not unreasonable. If the opponent was really easy to deal with, the thousand Slan knights would not be so obedient, and would carry out the extremely cruel order without any discount.

What's more, sometimes the reasons for the war between the Muslims and neighboring countries are so absurd. The benefit of half a gold coin is enough for these aggressive guys to send thousands of soldiers to the battlefield and fight with others to the death.

As one of the parties involved in the invasion of the Islamic Empire a while ago, Mosrig experienced the "stubbornness" of the Islamic people.

The behavior of Lord Morin was completely full of the usual domineering style of the Slans, and he didn't care about Portland's protests from the beginning.

"Master Molin! The mission of the Teshi Empire has appeared outside the city. They will enter the city with the team of His Highness the Third Prince Orchi. Shall we enter the city through another gate?"

A knight rode back from the direction of the city gate and reported to Lin Mo who was straddling his horse.

More than a thousand fully armed knights are not a small military force, and together with the missions of the Portlanders, they must be reported before they are allowed to enter the imperial capital.

Before Lin Mo could reply, two knights in distinctive armor galloped from a distance.

The other party stopped the horse at a distance of more than ten meters, saluted together and asked loudly: "Excuse me, is this Lord Mo Lin?"

"It's me, you are His Royal Highness Orchi's people?"

Lin Mo still sat on the horse and returned a salute. He obviously guessed the identity of the other party.

What a coincidence, the missions of the Tesi Empire and the Republic of Portland entered the capital of the Islamic Empire at the same gate on the same day.

"Yes, my lord! Your Highness is asking, are you and I entering the city at the same time?"

As expected, the third prince Orchi, who was welcoming the Texi Empire mission, also found Lin Mo and his team, and deliberately sent someone to coordinate. After all, there is only one city gate, and even if you want to enter the city at the same time, you need to coordinate the team OK, otherwise it will easily lead to traffic jams and unnecessary mistakes

"Your Highness, please enter the city first, it doesn't matter if we are late."

Lin Mo glanced at the exhausted Portlanders behind him, and he was not in a hurry anyway. Out of respect for the third prince, he let the other party enter the city first.

And he has no intention of entering the city through another city gate by detour,

"Then, thank you sir!"

The other party was also very straightforward. After getting Lin Mo's confirmation, he saluted again and turned his horse's head around to leave quickly.

"Temporary rest!"

Although this order was quickly passed on, none of the Portland mission dared to really relax. Unless they entered the post house in Delan City, their hearts would not be so easily relaxed.

The team slowly moved towards the city gate, and after the team of His Royal Highness Orchi, the third prince, entered the city gate with the Tesi mission in his arms, bursts of cheers erupted in the city of Delan.

Although both the Slan Empire and the Tesi Empire fought terribly, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a mutual loss, but the Tesi people are worse than the Slan people, which is enough to arouse the Slan people in the city of Delan A burst of pride.

See, it's the mission of the Tesi people. They beat those damn Texi people to the point of convincing them, and they came to ask for peace.

With the bursts of cheers coming out of the city gate, the knights of the Eastern Military Region who escorted the Portland mission involuntarily straightened their backs, and they were full of energy!

"Long live Slan! Long live His Majesty the Emperor Slan!"

"Long Live the Empire!"

"The empire must win!"

The civilians and nobles of Delan City stood on both sides of the main road in the city regardless of each other at this moment. Everyone was extremely excited and shouted neatly at the top of their lungs. The scene was extremely spectacular.

Of course, traces of secret incitement and control by government personnel are indispensable, and there are also officials in the civil affairs department of the empire who specialize in mass work and movement.

The subject of popular support has always been an important matter that the emperors of all dynasties could not avoid.

The imminent arrival of the missions of the two countries in the imperial capital has always been under the control of the empire and has been properly utilized.

"Damn it! These damned Muslims! Think we're monkeys?"

"Shut up! Wordsworth! If you want to die, you'd better not involve other people!"

Alsop, the leader of the Tesi Empire's diplomatic envoy, lowered his head and let out a sharp voice.

Without exception, the other Tesi in the team kept their faces impassive, deaf to the cheers of the nearby Muslims.

"Yes, yes, Lord Alsop!"

A guard shrunk his neck to clean up the unruly attitude that had just been revealed inadvertently.

The Muslims are furious. If they hit the muzzle of the gun at this time and arouse public anger, I am afraid that even if they are protected by the third prince of the Islamic Empire, they will not escape the tragic end of being torn to pieces, and the Tesi Empire does not even have a reason to protest. If you can't find it, if you commit suicide, who can you blame?

Not long after the Texi Empire's mission team entered the city with the third prince's team, another mission team also slowly entered the imperial capital from this city gate.

Compared with the bright and shiny armor of the third prince's team, the second escort team of missions entering the city looked a little embarrassed and different. When the people inside the city gate saw them for the first time, they were unexpectedly surprised There was a complete silence.