The next day, early morning.⊙

On the north bank of the Renau River, large mudflats were shrouded in the morning mist like a garland, appearing faintly, appearing vast and desolate.

In a further place, the river water sways along the eternal route, with its strength, constantly slapping the embankments by the riverside, and shaking the boats of all sizes that are docked on the shore and can't see the edges at first sight.

If you have good eyesight, standing at the edge of the tidal flat, you can look out from a distance and see figures walking back and forth on the boats. Of course, those figures with big waists and round waists and body shapes are obviously larger than normal Brandman, obviously not fishermen...

In fact, this is true. The place where these people want to live is not in the river surface, but on the battlefield where swords and swords are filled with bloody storms all year round, they are the northern barbarian soldiers with the highest single combat capability on the continent!

However, perhaps it is precisely because of the differences in the main battlefield that these warriors who used to be rampant on land now seem extremely uncomfortable when they step on the flat and lightly shaking the boat boards under their feet. From time to time, they can see figures lying on the edge of the ship back from afar, lowering their heads, and spitting something in big mouths, which is extremely embarrassing...

"It's just a riverside area. I tried to prepare for more than a week, but still can't adapt?" On the mound high ground outside the mudflat, Lan Sha frowned and looked at everything that happened in the distance, looking depressed.

"When you go back to your highness, the tribal warriors are used to fighting on mountain plains. We do not have much experience in water warfare, almost no, and the soldiers feel very uncomfortable." The tribal officer next to you replied awkwardly. "But please rest assured. Give us some more time. The warriors will definitely be able to overcome this problem..."

"Give you some more time?" After glanced at the embarrassing officer, Lansha did not hide the displeasure on her face. This was not for the current dilemma, but because of the perfunctory attitude of the officer beside her. She was not a vase character. She had planned and led her troops to break through Brando border checkpoints one after another. She knew very well that the current situation of the tribe soldiers, even if she gave her another month, the situation would not improve.

This is not a matter of time at all, but the tribe warriors are indeed not good at water warfare.

But even though the officer was a little arrogant, the starting point was always responsible, so Lan Sha would not directly dispel his enthusiasm. He snorted, shook his head and rejected: "The plan for the Crossing the River Battle has been decided long ago. We don't have any extra time to wait. We must come up with other solutions..."

Before Lansha could finish his speech, a rude question suddenly came from behind, "So, after today, you will still attack as planned, right?"

Without turning your head, Lan Sha knew who was walking behind him by just listening to the sound. His pretty face turned cold in an instant, "This is not a gray-clothed army. You are not the general of my tribe's army. Miss Joshia, you have crossed the line!"

"You know the consequences of the attack!" Joshia, who walked up to the mound and came to Lansha, looked even more rude, and glanced at him like a knife, "No news came. At this time, you ordered an attack. Do you want to kill him?"

As Wu Ding thought, once the Northern Wilderness tribe crossed the river and invaded, Xia Wei'an's captive value would be infinitely reduced, and Tang En's situation would be extremely passive. In this case, if Tang En forced his move... well, this is almost certain. Tang En will definitely take the rescue. No matter what the situation is, the chance of success that is already rare will become even more slim.

After pausing, Lansha turned her head away from Joshia's gaze: "You should tell my mother these words. Will it kill him? Is it not something I can decide."

Joshia's eyes were covered with haze when she heard this, and she said in a stressful tone: "Yes, she is your mother--"

"That's right, but she is the Queen of the Northern Wilderness!"

Concise words are fought over, followed by long periods of silence.

What else can I say? Everything becomes different from the moment the Empress leaves the Northern Wilderness Imperial City and arrives at the army thousands of miles away.

Simply put, it is the difference in position. Joshia's focus from beginning to end is the safety of someone, so she least wants to see the Northern Wilderness troops crossing the river and going to war. At least it is absolutely unwilling to do so before someone succeeds and leaves the southern continent safely.

But unfortunately, the current situation is not controlled by her. The person who really controls the overall situation is the Queen of the Northern Wilderness, and there is no need to say more about her position. To be honest, it is the limit she can tolerate that the tribal army has delayed the North Bank for one month. Next, she will definitely take over the battle situation and insert the flag of the Northern Wilderness tribe to the South Bank as soon as possible.

As for Lansha, her mood and position are the most complicated and helpless. She is also worried about someone and is also carrying the glory of the tribe...

There is no choice, isn't it?

After a while, Joshia took a breath, straightened her long shoulders and took the lead in breaking the silence, with a gentle and firm tone: "If the final result is that you killed him, I swear - we will never let you go!"

It’s you, not you, not us, not me. This is the official ultimatum declaration from the leader of the gray-clothed army to His Highness the Northern Wilderness Tribe!

It can also be regarded as a necessary warning before the war may begin!

Or, threat?

Lansha understood, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and raised her fingers: "I like this sentence, and I like your attitude more. At least this will make me feel that there is a reason for me to regard you as an opponent except for coming first and then coming. Haha..."

After smiling, Lansha suddenly turned his head, "But! As a lover, you are far from doing enough... Don't rush to argue, I admit your concern for him, but have you underestimated his ability too much?"

Joshia frowned instantly, but she was very patient and seemed to be waiting for Lansha to continue talking calmly, "You know, I gave him a month of rescue time, and the deadline was today. Haha, it was a coincidence. At that time, I didn't expect that the time limit I gave would just run into the auspicious day when the new King Bran was crowned and ascended the throne... Maybe this is God's will."

Shrugging, Lansha turned her head and looked at Joshia, then withdrew her gaze and opened her arms, looking into the distance, "The stage has been set up, it is very grand and luxurious, and it is rare to see it in a century... I have always been lucky. This time, I bet he can make a wonderful performance on this stage!"

Following Lansha's gaze, he looked at the vast river in the distance, and the bright red sun that had just poked out half of his head, which was overwhelming the river. Joshia pursed her lips slightly, and then spoke for a moment, "I hope it's as you wish."

"It must be as I wish!" Lansha was so energetic that he pointed to the south. "Although my tribal army has not yet attacked the south bank, the spies that should be sent have already spread across the other shore. They have to order me and have been paying attention to the temple. Once they find out the movement, the news will reach me for half a day, at most half a day... Well, I will wait here all day today, where are you?"

Joshia looked at Nanfang with a slight look, and suddenly she was speechless. Seeing this, Lansha shook her head and laughed, waved her hand to the guards beside her and said, "Go, move two chairs, bring two more breakfasts..."

...

It was also early morning, and the rising sun was rising.

The city of Brandu, contrary to the solemn and solemn atmosphere in recent times, was as if the white belly of fish appeared in the sky in Chuchen, the gates of the four sides were unprepared and opened early.

In the city, the lights and decorate colors are like a festival. The doors and windows on both sides of the road are open, bustling and crowded.

Outside the city, there are ten miles of velvet blankets, and the trees on both sides of the Baili Official Road are tied with red diamonds, swaying in the wind as if welcoming guests. It is clearly the late winter season, but I don’t know what magic means I used, and I can see all kinds of petals, which are full of turbulent winds and eyes, making people dazzled...

Needless to say, it is the great auspicious day for the Pope to be crowned and ascended the throne, and the grand celebration is the new King Bran.

It has to be said that perhaps it is because of the turmoil in the past two years that the imperial turmoil and the critical situation of continuous wars has caused the people of the capital to be more or less depressed and have a serious lack of security. Therefore, the eldest prince chose to be crowned at this time and be called the emperor as a king, which instantly ignited the enthusiasm of ordinary people.

Even though the latter is not sure what benefits the former's crowning and ascending the throne will bring to their lives or what can be changed, this does not affect their support.

Ignorance? No, you should know that sometimes ignorance is also a kind of happiness. Just as blindness can be exchanged for a long-term truth...

At this time, at the gate of Wangting Castle, a group of gorgeous honor guards slowly walked out of the palace gate, and cheers and applause suddenly rang out of the sky, as if thunder rolled down from the sky, and the momentum was instantly majestic!

"There is no problem in determining the team's safety? What does the temple say?"

"Don't worry, your highness...the royal family worships...protects at all times..."

"What did you say? I can't hear... hell!" The middle of the team was under the gorgeous float tent. While suppressing the depression in my heart, maintaining my demeanor, he kept smiling and waved his hands to the people cheering and jumping on both sides of the road. The eldest prince stuttered and repeatedly asked, "I didn't find that damn guy... I asked, that, damn, damn, sting!"

"Go back to Your Highness, it's still... not yet."

"Bad! Idiot! Idiot!"

"Yes, yes, your highness... the temple came to the message and said that they were fully prepared. As long as we speed up and enter their control as soon as possible, there will be no problem."

"Hmph, after searching for so many days, I can't even catch an assassin, but I dare to say that there is no problem? I'll help the incompetent waste... Huh... I'll send orders to speed up the team's progress."

"Yes...but Your Highness, the roads are blocked by the people, and the city cannot accelerate..."

"Damn it!!!"
Chapter completed!