During the windy and rainy journey, Meng Han and the two maids sat in an armored carriage without any bumps, without much hardship. The floating technique kept the entire carriage at a fixed height. Only in this way can the speed be met.
requirements.
After several months of life as thieves, it seems that the Guards no longer show the standard military posture when Meng Han first trained strictly, but have become a seemingly casual but actually more cautious, ready to go at any time.
The fighting elite. And this kind of performance can greatly reduce the vigilance of some people with ulterior motives, successfully disguised as a tiger into a little sheep.
There is a small camp just four or five days' drive away from Huangsha City. There are not many people in the camp, only about forty or fifty people, but the camp seems very solid, obviously not in a hurry.
It was built carefully after spending a long time. In the main tent of the camp, there were two officers arguing in a low voice at this moment.
"Sir, why don't you hurry up and rush to Huangsha City? This is a war mobilization order. If you are late for a day, things will change!" A guy who was obviously a low-level officer was asking the herald sitting in the main tent. Obviously, he
I really don’t understand why we rushed here all the way, but when we were about to reach our destination, we suddenly slowed down: “If we delay the military order, how can we afford it?”
"What do you know?" The herald gave the young officer a dissatisfied look and motioned him to sit down: "We are here to deliver an order. As long as it is delivered before the date specified on the order, it is none of our business.
Already."
"However, the order is for Viscount Antonio to arrive at the frontline military camp within ten days. If he is not sent there early, it is impossible for them to arrive on time." Of course the young officer knew where the frontline military camp was, but he was still a little worried:
"Sir, this is war! If you are late, you will be disobeying military orders, and you will lose your head."
"Even if my head is lost, it won't be yours or mine." The herald smiled slightly, and there seemed to be a coldness in his eyes. He looked at the young officer and warned him seriously: "You just need to hold on tightly.
It’s enough to remember this! We traveled all the way here and there was no delay at all on the way, you know?”
The junior officer was not a fool, otherwise he would not have become the liaison officer transmitting military orders. He said with a sudden realization and nodded: "Sir, I understand." After nodding, he seemed to have thought of something again, and asked a little worriedly.
He said: "But, sir, Viscount Antonio is now a rich and powerful guy, and his relationship with the Marquis is very irreconcilable. What if he attacks on the spot? What if the Marquis wants to settle accounts with us afterwards?"
"We are His Highness the Second Highness's people, and we are dealing with the matters His Highness the Second Highness has assigned us. Even the Marquis doesn't dare to do anything just because he wants to. He has to consider the consequences of touching us." The herald boasted proudly.
Then: "In the future, His Highness is also the person most likely to become His Majesty the Grand Duke. I am not afraid of him, so what are you afraid of?"
This time, the young officer no longer had any worries. He smiled and accepted the fact that he would spend most of the day setting up camp here. He asked his own soldiers to bring over a large bottle of wine and drank slowly with the herald.
Before I had even finished enjoying the wine, I heard the thunderous sound of horse hooves approaching quickly, and then there was a noise in the camp outside. Then, I heard screams one after another, and there was even a fire outside.
"What's going on? Who is so bold?" The herald was shocked, stood up angrily and yelled loudly. The wine on the table in front of him was knocked over with a crash, but at this moment, he could no longer care about it, and the two of them directly
Rushed to the door of the tent.
Outside, it was a mess, and it was unclear how many people there were in the dark night. The two officers only saw densely packed cavalry rampaging, and the soldiers they brought with them had all been killed within sight, and no one was left alive.
"What's going on?" In the blink of an eye, the herald no longer commanded him just now, and retracted his head directly into the tent, trembling all over, and quietly asked the young officer next to him.
"Maybe it's a thief?" The young officer had just replied in a low voice when the herald grabbed him and covered his mouth. The herald was afraid that his voice would be too loud and alert the vicious thieves outside. At this moment, the two of them were talking.
Like a trembling quail, it wishes it could find a dark corner and curl up so that no one can see it.
Through the gap in the tent curtain, the two men discovered with horror that the cavalry began to gather, and then seemed to form a queue. Finally, they were shocked to see a luxurious carriage pulled by four horses coming outside.
And quietly stopped at the door of the tent where they were. Then, in the eyes of the two people who couldn't believe it, a young nobleman, served by two beautiful and coveted little maids, walked slowly.
Get off the carriage and walk towards the tent.
The almost identical faces of the two little maids told them who this young nobleman was. Except Viscount Antonio of Huangsha City, who else would dare to use twins as maids?
No one would have thought that Viscount Antonio would appear here, and just now they were discussing how, under the instruction of His Highness the Second Highness, they could completely deceive Meng Han and artificially create conditions to punish Meng Han for disobeying military orders.
They had committed a serious crime. However, they never expected that the Viscount would appear in front of them at this moment. The ruthless killings of those cavalry also represented the Viscount's mood at the moment.
Hey, the soft cotton door curtain was torn off, and ten wolf-like warriors rushed in from the door, and carried the two officers out. In front of these powerful warriors, the two people did not dare to have anything at all.
The dead soldiers had clearly told them what would happen to them if they resisted.
"Are you the herald?" Meng Han sat on the not-so-luxurious chair that was moved out of the tent. He looked at the two officers leisurely, as if he was trying to distinguish who had the higher official rank. Finally, he decided
The herald asked him very gracefully.
"Yes, sir!" How dare the herald deny it? There are only two people alive now. If he doesn't admit it, it means that it is the little officer. In this situation where life and death are controlled by others, who dares to say that the little officer would rather
Protect him as a herald to the death?
"I think there is no need to introduce who I am." Meng Han said this easily, staring at the two of them closely, and casually stretched out his hand: "So, where is the order given to me?
"
"In...in...in my...carry-on luggage..." the herald replied stammering, looking towards a corner of the tent.
This action was seen by the two soldiers behind him. Neither of them spoke. They pulled up the herald in a very tacit manner, then dragged him to the place where he was looking. They loosened their hands and threw him away.
On the ground, he looked at him coldly. Even without speaking, the herald understood that he was being asked to take it out.
With trembling hands, he untied it several times before opening one of his backpacks. It was still a luxury version of the backpack. The style was the same as the mercenary suit launched by Meng Han. It just had some more decorative patterns and the leather was also made of high-end materials.
As soon as I opened the bag, a soldier grabbed it and rummaged through it. After a while, he took the small scroll of the war mobilization order, checked it, and sent it to Meng Han.
Meng Han reached for the small scroll, opened it, looked at it, turned around and handed it to Demi. He turned around, lowered his head and asked the herald who had been dragged back by the soldiers: "The time is so tight, how come you still have time?"
Wasted on setting up camp? Can you give me an explanation?"
The voice was not loud, but very steady. However, the calmer Meng Han's voice was, the more terrifying the meaning it represented. The herald was so frightened that he did not dare to open his mouth. When he opened his mouth, he was trembling and unable to speak. He couldn't explain, so Meng Han could only close his eyes.
Turning to another young officer, he asked with a smile: "Maybe you can explain it to me?"
"Sir, no...it's none of my business!" The young officer had long been frightened. How could he dare to be perfunctory? He quickly distanced himself: "It was the Lord who said it. He said it was His Highness's intention."
"My lord, it has nothing to do with me at all. I am only responsible for escorting the herald."
"What do you mean by His Highness?" Meng Han sneered: "Very good! However, since you are protecting the herald, it is normal for the herald to be attacked and killed by thieves, and for you, the leading officer, to die for your country heroically.
thing, right?"
Before the young officer could react what he meant, a sword had been stretched out from under his neck. With a quick stroke, blood flowed from the young officer's neck. The young officer just stretched out his hand to cover his throat and hehehe a few times.
With a loud sound, he fell to the ground, his legs still maintaining the kneeling position.
The herald next to him only felt cold all over, and then there was a burst of warmth in his crotch, but his body could no longer control himself, and he became incontinent on the spot. While his whole body went limp, he only knew one sentence: "Spare my life, sir!" The words of begging for mercy,
But he spoke extremely fluently, without any sign of stuttering.
"I have several subordinates of the night elves, and they are very good at stealth and listening to some conversations." Meng Han's words also revealed the mystery of why he went on a killing spree as soon as he arrived in this place. He looked at the herald coldly.
, Meng Han asked calmly: "Is there anything else you want to tell me? You'd better remember it right away, otherwise, I can't guarantee that you have a lot of time."
After saying that, Meng Han gestured to the war mobilization order still in Demi's hand, and did not forget to explain to the limp messenger: "You know, I don't have much time to waste on the road. Once I
If you are late, you will be disobeying military orders and will be subject to military law. Of course, before I am subject to military law, I don’t mind if more people die with me!"