A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

When the cheers of the vulgar horse thieves came from far away, the girl sitting in the carriage whit her face.

Because of the tense atmosphere, the camp that hastily rejected the enemy was quiet, so even after a little distance, the sound of the screaming horse thieves clearly passed into the girl’s ears.

The thought of those terrible gangsters taking them away, they will be ruined by the vulgar horse thief, the girl's face is completely bloodless.

She sat blankly, her mind blank, and the voice of her father's begging in the distance and the harsh scolding of the horse thieves kept coming.

Her hands on the skirt were clenched tightly, and at the moment she was shaking with uncontrollability, and a layer of mist had appeared in her fearful eyes.

This innocent girl who grew up carefree under the favor of her father and elder brother was completely unimaginable. She was exiled into the thief's den and was humiliated by the group of horse thieves.

A hand stretched out over her trembling hand, and the warmth in her palm reached her icy fingers as if frozen in ice.

The girl recovered, and the hazy water mist on her eyes blurred her sight at the moment.

But in the blurred vision, she could still see the face of the person sitting opposite.

The eyes as magnificent as golden gems were slightly curved, and the teenager holding her hand smiled at her.

Even in the terrified panic of the extremities, the smile on her face in front of her made the girl lost her mind for a moment.

Looking at the teenager's face very close to herself, her beating heart quickly dispelled most of her fears.

No wonder she is a girl who is brave and shameless and wants to come over. It is indeed the face of this beautiful boy in front of her is too addictive.

She has never seen such a good-looking person since childhood.

She even felt that as long as the teenager in front of him called, even the goddess of love and beauty, Aphrodite, would surely come to the earth willingly for him.

"Don't be afraid."

She heard the teenager talking to her.

Under such a tense situation, the teenager looked calm and even smiled at her.

He smiled and said softly to her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Perhaps it was confused by the good-looking smile, or maybe it was infected by the other party's composure, and the girl suddenly felt relieved.

Her fingers weren't cold anymore, and she was held so heart-pounding by the beautiful boy, and she even got a little warm.

The other person's close face, and the eyes that looked at her tenderly, made her blush and heartbeat.

"You stay here, things outside will end soon."

Once again softly comforting the frightened girl, seeing her face calm down, Gallan reached out and picked up the cloak aside.

The cloak was thrown away and draped over him.

He opened the carriage door and went down.

The long cloak blocked the body under his neck, only showing a face.

The long hair dyed black to hide his identity was scattered from the snow-white cheeks of the teenager, and was put on the light-colored cloak.

As he walked forward, the wind blowing from the distant desert lifted his black hair back high.

Fortunately, he was wearing a slightly thicker cloak to cover the sand, and he would not be blown away by the wind, exposing his body hidden underneath.

None of the ten or so men in protective outfits exuding awe-inspiring auras persuaded, or stepped forward to block, all silently following behind the traveling boy, and apparently completely obeyed them.

The horse thieves were still yelling, asking the merchant to hand over his daughter and let their little boss take it home.

When they saw that the "girl" really got off the carriage and came to them, and they were crying, crying, and very calm, they couldn't help but glanced at them curiously.

This glance swallowed back into the throat all the rough words that were still shouting at the moment.

The noisy horse thieves suddenly became quiet, and looked at their little ones one by one with the same eyes.

It’s all a look of ‘you turned out to be such a little boss’.

Damn, no wonder!

I have robbed so many caravans in the past, and neither of them have no women. The little ones are all uninterested. They never mentioned what women they wanted to rob.

This time, the partial student didn't know why he suddenly did such a thing.

The little boss must have secretly seen the face of this beautiful girl before!

They all believe so.

Seeing Thrall's expression looked at the expression of the'girl' in front of him in surprise, many horse thieves secretly snorted.

Pooh!

I don’t know what to pretend to look like!

"rub!"

The young man who informed Thrall was looking at the big-bellied businessman, and whispered to his companions.

"I bet with you on an Aaron silver coin, this is definitely not the goods's daughter! Definitely his wife and others born!"

"Bet a fart! Little man is worth it this time-"

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"I heard you want to marry me?"

The ‘beauty girl’ in front of him made Thrall, who was in amazement, recover.

He raised his hanging eyes and smiled.

It seems that he expected well, this ‘girl’ must be an important person,

His sky-high ransom has fallen.

At this moment, the figure of ‘girl’ had been directly replaced by gold coins of equal weight in his eyes.

As for the reason why the girl who was about to become a prisoner would laugh at him as a robber, Thrall felt that the girl probably wanted to seduce|to lure herself and use her beauty to soften her heart.

At the thought of this, Threll sneered in disdain.

No matter how nice you are, can you still have gold coins?

The little leader of the Fira Bandit, a **** believer in gold coins, thought so.

One pair of eyes hanging shoot quite spanking lifted, he was riding a horse looking down at the other side, a laid-back demeanor, smiling, said: "Yes ah, I want to marry you, now I just go back and do Fela leader Madam?"

As he said, he deliberately looked at Gallan with his eyes, and wanted to see the other person's abrupt discoloration with a certain taste.

But Gallan's expression remained unchanged.

He said, "Okay, you take me back now."

The head of the young horse thief froze.

Could it be that the silly white sweet aristocratic lady who did not know the sufferings of the world came out of the house and deliberately sought stimulation?

He was secretly speculating in the bottom of his heart.

As soon as he looked up, he was shocked to see Gallan sideways and drank to his subordinates, letting them evacuate the encirclement and let the caravan leave.

Garrana's posture of giving orders to them, of course, made the horse thieves look at each other for a while, and they looked dumbfounded.

Thrall was dumbfounded.

"what are you doing?"

"Order them to make way."

Gallan answered.

"Why do you think they will follow your orders?"

Thrall felt that the noble girl's brain was afraid of something wrong.

"If you want to marry me, then I am the wife of the leader."

Garland was straightforward.

"So what's wrong with their orders."

Thrall: "........."

Well said and reasonable, he was totally unable to refute.

Sucking his mouth, he thought about it with a headache, raised his hand, and waved the horse thief under his command to quickly withdraw the encirclement and make way.

Anyway, the filial respect of the caravan is already in hand. The Fira bandit used to just ask for money without hurting people. He had no intention of treating the caravan.

What kind of merchant's daughter would just make an excuse to force out the fat sheep that could come for a high price ransom, and then take it away forcibly.

Now that the problematic fat sheep are willing to stay, it doesn't matter if they let go of the caravan.

The merchant left the caravan in a hurry, and of course, the carriage belonging to Garland was left in place.

While Thrall and other gangsters watched unscathed, Gallan returned to the carriage as if nothing had happened, allowing the group of gangsters to take him away without any resistance.

Thrall was still vigilant along the way, worrying that the ten or so bad guards would suddenly break out and take the fat sheep away. But to his surprise, both the'girls' in the carriage and the sturdy guards who were tightly packed outside the carriage, quietly and quietly followed them along the way, letting them go Surround yourself.

That calm posture gave Thrall a subtle illusion.

He felt that instead of abducting a fat sheep, they seemed to be more like escorting the ‘girl’.

This illusion made him very uncomfortable.

Thrall went back depressed on the way, waiting to return to the Yazhai, looking at the lanterns in Zhaizhong, the joyous appearance of everyone, and the wedding banquet that had been set in Zhaizhong, his mouth twitched.

It turned out that his men secretly ran back in advance, announcing to the crowd that they had brought a lady back with their little boss.

His father, who had been sick in bed because of his injuries, was overjoyed and immediately directed everyone to start the wedding banquet, planning to hold the wedding directly tonight.

They don't have so many complicated etiquettes in the desert. The so-called wedding banquet is actually a happily eating and drinking, so that everyone knows who is married.

Looking at the already noisy so-called wedding banquet, Thrall sighed when he could not explain how to explain it. He simply escorted Gallan to his room and planned to talk to this fat sheep carefully at night.

Although everyone was very curious about what the wife Mr. Thrall looked like, but after getting out of the carriage, he kept blocking the whole person with a thick cloak, his face was hidden under the hood, and there were people around him When others approach, they can't see clearly.

Everyone can only regret to watch the ‘girl’ hiding under the cloak leave here.

Thrall turned around and was dragged away by his dad. His so-called protagonist of the wedding party wasn’t much. His dad was already drinking too much. He dragged him and began to remember hardships when he was a child, saying that his mother Going early, he worked hard to pull him up, raised him as an excellent gangster, and finally saw the day when he was married and so on.

Speaking of emotions, a big-faced bearded old man was crying with tears and a snot, which made people feel terribly cold.

auzw.com Thrall, who was dragged away by his unreliable dad, looked so expressionlessly at his dad after crying and making a big noise, holding the wine jar Lie down to the ground, drunk dead.

Not only his dad, but everyone else was also pulling him to drink.

When Thrall finally got away, it was late at night.

He washed his face with cold water to clear his mind, which was occupied by alcohol, and then quickly walked to his room.

When he got to the door of the room, he suddenly found that the powerful guards were guarding the house, and no one was allowed to enter.

He walked over without speaking, and the leading guard looked at him, let go, and motioned him to enter the house.

Thrall stayed for a while.

Wait, this seems to be my site, my room.

It’s quite wrong for you to take over my territory for granted.

The young horse thief leader entered into his house in dismay.

Looking up, I saw at a glance that the ‘girl’ was clearly waiting for him in the room.

The beauties under the lamp, if they are replaced by others, they must be lost for a moment.

But in Thrall, who never understood the style, the ‘girl’ automatically turned into gold coins of equal weight in his eyes.

patience.

This is a large amount of gold coins, and you can exchange countless gold glittering gold coins.

For the lovely gold coin, Threll sniffed, dissatisfied and sat down in the house.

"Speak, you just came with me, what the **** are you doing?"

This ‘girl’ calmly followed the way he walked with him, and it was no longer something that could be explained by rough nerves and stupidity.

Instead of holding him by her, he thought it was more like she deliberately touched porcelain and came back with him with a certain purpose.

He didn't care what her idea was. They were just a group of people who played in time and spent the days of today and maybe they will be tomorrow's bandits. What is it worth for this kind of noble figure?

"Because you said you want to marry me."

Garlan sat at the table, holding his chin in one hand, and looked at him.

Thrall: "........."

Can we not mention this?

Garlan continued with a smile.

"However, if you want to marry me, should you give me enough gifts?"

Talking about money, Thrall instantly raised 120,000 points of vigilance.

"I have no money!"

Garland smiled.

"I don't want money."

He said, "Even more, I can give you money, a huge amount of wealth you can't imagine."

Thrall was silent for a moment, and he looked at Gallan's eyes a little bit harsher.

"I don't know what your purpose is, but you dare to come to the site of the Fira band with such a few people. You are too confident."

He sneered at Gallan.

"Even if your guards are very strong, there are only ten people after all. The wolves can still kill the lions. The number of people on my side is dozens of times hundreds of you. Are you really confident that only a few guards can protect you? "

Thrall said in a threatening tone.

"Indeed, it's impossible for every dozen guards to resist all of you."

Gallan's arms were resting on the table, his hands folded in front of his face.

His hands clasped his slightly moving lips.

Slender eyelashes drooped, he said: "I see a lot of women and children and children in your village. Before I was solved by you, my guard had time to rush out and grab a few hostages..."

With a loud bang, Thrall's palm clapped heavily on the table, interrupting Gallan's words.

The pair of hanging eyes stared at Gallan violently, and the original slack disappeared completely, and this moment was turbulent.

"You dare to move someone to try me."

Thrall stared at Gallan with terrifying eyes.

Garland and the fierce eyes met for a moment.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"Yes, you are a competent leader, and you are considered qualified."

Garlan said as he stood up.

He walked around the table to Thrall, raised his head and looked at him, and the black hair tied into the back of the neck fell from his shoulder.

"As long as you can give me the gift I want."

He smiled and said,

"I will fulfil my obligations as the wife of the leader. I will give you a place to live for the Fira, how?"

"........."

The young horse thief leader frowned at Gallan.

Very strange.

Obviously this person is much shorter than himself, but somehow, he just had the illusion that he was crushed by the'girl' in front of him, but instead he was short in front of the other party.

But it has to be said that the "place of residence" in this population moved him abruptly.

After frowning for a while, Thrall spoke again.

"What the **** do you want?"

"I want you……"

Garlan looked at him and whispered.

The golden eye that melted like the purest gold slightly squinted, the light reflected in, refracted the brightest light.

It was so bright that Thrall staring at the golden eyes felt a dazzling moment.

"...Dedicate this piece of desert with your name to me."

Thrall's eyes twitched sharply.

He was about to speak, and suddenly there was a noisy noise from outside, obviously the sound of fighting.

problem occurs?

He quickly walked towards the door, wanting to know what was going on outside.

But just after taking a step, there was a loud bang, and the door was kicked open.

Thrall saw with surprise a tall man he had never seen before kicking open the door of the room. Under the dim light, a dark armor exuded the coldness of the night.

The man glanced at him.

With just one glance, he made all his cold hair stand up.

He had the illusion of being spotted by a bitter beast in an instant, so that his heart stopped beating for a beat.

"Why are you here--"

The words came to an abrupt end.

Gallan glanced at Thrall who was still here and swallowed the latter half of the sentence.

The smooth progress of the plan was suddenly interrupted, which made him stare at Heimus unpleasantly and asked, "What are you doing?"

There was a clear sense of accountability in his tone.

Heimus looked at Galland, his golden-red eyes burning like fire.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Gallan with a provocative glare, suppressing his anger and saying, "Come and grab a relative."

Garland: "........."

The room was quiet for a while, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely embarrassing somehow.

Thrall glanced at Garlan, then glanced at Heimus.

Seeing that they were staring at each other with disapproval, he thought for a while, pointed his finger at Huimus, and turned to ask Gallan.

"Your concubine?"

Garland: "..............."

"Hyimos, you kill this guy now, I won't stop you."

Gallan said, expressionless.

The author has something to say: Well, the timeline is after becoming Prince Wang.

Should I remember this? _:3∠_

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