The news of Roko and Zoro's successive killings finally aroused the ideas of several other countries. The Czech Principality and the Tshuai Principality also strengthened its vigilance, especially strengthened its protection for the General's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The Czech Principality has seven cities, ranking among the major powers in the Kosovo region. 50,000 armoured soldiers are stationed in various places, guarding the country like stars.
Because his vigilance has been much stronger and he has searched foreign visitors, David Mo has put a lot of effort into finding an old businessman and disguised himself as he entered the city.
Piro, the general of the Czech Principal, was the last target. Leo's plan was very smart - three to one. It was to make everyone suspicious of the Tuanian Principality, and then use the Tenglange's communication channels to muddle the waters in the entire Kosovo region so that he could fish in the muddy waters and reap profits.
Mo David is not unfamiliar with the conspiracy on the battlefield, so after he learned about the situation in the four countries around Estonia, he had already guessed Leo's plan, but these had nothing to do with him. He only needed to kill one target in the end and could take Ainisha to Wuzi Mountain.
The Czech General's Mansion was heavily guarded. In order to protect Piro's safety, he tried not to attend the meetings in recent times. At this time of crisis, the Czech Duke did not dare to be careless at all.
On the third day of martial law in the city, soldiers were still patrolling outside the General's Mansion. They had been guarding here for almost three days. According to the instructions of the Czech Grand Duke, even a mosquito could not fly into the General's Mansion without authorization.
Not far away, a "squeak" sounded, and a worn-out carriage slowly walked towards the patrolling soldiers. A strong smell came from the carriage. Many soldiers couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses.
"Doing manure! Stop!" A team leader stepped forward and stopped the manure truck. He frowned and asked, "Isn't this a car specially used to pull manure for the General's Mansion? Where is Old Jack? Is that old guy lazy?!"
The groom in the dung truck quickly nodded and said, "Mr. Jun is misunderstood. Old Jack is not lazy. The weather has been too hot these two days and he has heatstroke, so he asked me to take the shift."
The team leader looked up and down at the groom for a few times, and saw that he was tall and full of beard and cheeks, and looked like a timid farmer, but his accent was a bit strange. I couldn't tell where he was.
"What is your relationship with Old Jack? You don't have a local accent?" The captain forced himself to resist the stench around him and wandered around the groom for a few times, always feeling that this person was a little weird.
The groom wiped the sweat from his forehead and said a little embarrassedly: "Old Jack is my uncle. If someone else was going to take charge of the shift, we wouldn't be able to make these two silver coins, so I was the one who was temporarily in charge of the shift... The youngest one was a farmer in Harry Town. I only received a letter from my uncle a while ago, asking me to come to the royal city to try my luck..."
The captain nodded and shouted to the soldiers around him: "You guys check this manure truck. If there is no problem, let it go!"
Several soldiers searched reluctantly and found nothing suspicious. At this moment, the team leader suddenly pointed at the groom and shouted: "You are not a man who pulls feces at all, you are an assassin!"
The groom's face turned pale in an instant, and his whole body trembled: "Mr. Jun... Jun. Don't joke, the little one is just a farmer..."
The soldiers around him immediately burst into laughter, and the captain also smiled and patted the groom's shoulder, comforting him: "Just scare you, don't be afraid, hurry in and pull the feces!"
After the groom left with great gratitude, the team leader's face instantly calmed down. He said to the soldiers around him: "Learn to learn something, this tentative skill is a technical job."
Several soldiers nodded quickly and said yes, only one of them said with a little confusion: "Captain is sure this person is fine? How could Old Jack be so sick?"
The team leader nodded and said, "From the words and deeds, this person has no problem. He is like a country farmer. But for the sake of caution, go to Old Jack's house to inquire and rush back as soon as possible to report to me."
The soldier hurriedly took the order and the team leader took the rest of the people to patrol again. At this time, a cold light flashed in the groom's eyes. In order to ensure the success of the assassination, he had endured too much.
...
Piro was sitting in the general's mansion playing the Leaf Card with several concubines. This is an entertainment project that came from the three major empires in the East and is now popular in the land of all nations.
Although the atmosphere outside the mansion was extremely tense, Piro was a little happy. The recent assassination storm just gave him time to rest. It has been too long since he was so leisurely.
Several women were complaining about bad luck and lost many gold coins. Piro laughed and said, "This is not a test of luck. There are many places in it that need to use wisdom. You women are too stupid..."
One of the women with heavy makeup was immediately unhappy and said with a little coquettish voice: "Master, you are bad! You actually call us sisters stupid, we are not stupid..."
Piro quickly comforted in a low voice: "No, no, it's the master who said the wrong thing. Be careful, you forgive me this time." After that, he also reached out and pinched the woman's face intimately. Obviously, this concubine was very favored.
The two of them fell in love with each other for a long time, and finally someone couldn't stand it anymore. Another gorgeous concubine complained: "The master only likes Qian'er, doesn't like us, and I will never pay attention to the master again."
Piro had no choice but to coax another beloved. He had no other hobbies in his life, but he just liked to be among women. Although he knew that the land of gentleness was a hero, he could not bear to leave these charming beauties.
As for his original wife, he has been neglected by him for many years. Now he is alone in the back house, and it is rare to meet each other every ten days and half a month.
Yan Xiayue was already wearing cool clothes, and the whole room suddenly burst into tears. Piro directly disrupted the leaves on the table. The three enchanting women's faces were flushed, obviously waiting for the general's visit.
However, a loud noise suddenly interrupted their moment of death, and a hazy voice came from outside, "I'm murdering! The man who pulled the manure killed me!"
Then a series of crackling sounds passed, and the entire backyard quickly calmed down. Several women in the attic might not hear it clearly, but Piro, who has a level 4 golden cultivation, could hear it clearly.
After breaking free from the lingering of several women, he hurriedly put on his clothes and reminded several concubines: "You can wait here with peace of mind. Something may happen outside. I will come to accompany you after the master has finished dealing with it..."
When he left the attic, he did not forget to lock the door. At this critical moment, he was still afraid that these beauties collected from all over the country would be harmed.
Several women rarely see Piro's appearance, so they immediately knew that something must have happened outside. They hid carefully behind the door and whispered to discuss the recent rumors about the assassination storm.
When Piro walked down the attic, he saw blood all over the ground. Because it was not convenient for men to enter and exit the inner house, he only arranged a few female guards, but he did not expect that he had encountered an accident.
A man with a bearded man in a coarse cotton shirt stood below. He looked up at his eyelids and said lightly: "I came today, mainly to borrow the head on your neck."
Piro's face remained silent, moved slowly, and said coldly: "Do you think no one can do anything to you? I am not the two fools Rocco and Zoro!"
After saying that, he suddenly threw out a small flying knife with a blue light and headed straight for the bearded man. Because the speed was too fast, a faint ripples formed in the air.
However, the next scene shocked him. The flying knife penetrated the rough man's body, but there was no blood splattering everywhere as imagined, only a trace of shadow dissipated faintly.
A whistling wind sounded from the air, and the next second the thick man suddenly appeared in front of Piro, but he had an extra silver spear in his hand and said coldly: "There is only a dead end for the plot against me."
Seven layers of golden light burst out from the spear head, which directly pierced Piro's fighting veil and penetrated into his chest. With the sound of bone shattering, Piro's mental power was lost. His eyes were full of reluctance, and his voice was blurred: "It's Edward from Thuania... it must be him..."
A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the thick-faced man. Leo used a brief plan to disagree with the most powerful countries in Kosovo. He could have predicted that the war was about to break out, but the target was no longer Estonia.
Pulling the Dragon Roar Spear out of Piro's body, watching him slowly fall into a pool of blood, the bearded man couldn't help but sigh: The murderous aura on these days is getting heavier and heavier, and it's time to leave this land.
Just as he was about to leave as usual, a strange voice suddenly echoed in the sky, hoarse and surging, "I would like to ask my friends to keep someone and keep my disciple's life!"
Then the doors and windows of the entire attic were whizzing twice and were blown away by a strong wind. An old man in a black magic robe floated in, and a large group of soldiers followed him and surrounded the entire attic.
The bearded man shook his head slowly and said, "Everyone has been killed, you said this a little late..." He glanced at the soldiers around him, and then said lightly: "Please give it up, I'm more in a hurry."
The old man wearing a black magic robe was furious. With his profound cultivation, he has been dominating the Gobi Desert in Kosovo, so he has never been ignored like this.
"Okay! OK! The disciple who killed my beloved dared to be so arrogant and rude. Now I must take your big head and pay tribute to my miserable disciple!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely exquisite staff flashed in his hand, and a magic shield shining with colorful light draped on him. He was a diamond-level magician!.)