There were violent explosions, fierce fires soaring into the sky from time to time, and rolling smoke had already covered the whole city before... This night, the imperial city was destined to be turbulent!

Because the strong men of the Mad Eagle Tribe were in a hurry and did not inform the news that Tang En had left the imperial city, the soldiers were still wading on the thunder in the Xicheng District.

When the palace castle reacted, he didn't bother to scold the strong men and hurriedly conveyed the news, almost all the mines buried by Tang En spent a night were triggered, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

Just as the people of the imperial city were curled up in their houses and were still frightened, a violent explosion came from outside the city, even the ground of the house was trembling. Such a terrifying vision that seemed to be the arrival of the doomsday made the people in the city shudder and scream.

At this time, the palace castle finally couldn't stand it anymore. After all, compared to seeing the Mad Eagle Tribe making a fool of itself, the safety of the imperial city was of course more important. The iron gate of the castle opened wide, and the royal guards rushed into various urban areas like a tide, blocking all streets, and constantly appeased the people of the Northern Wilderness who were fleeing everywhere.

Among them, especially the area in the Nancheng District, which is not remote, but not as prosperous as a part of the bustling area, was instantly surrounded by the royal guards coming, and was heavily guarded.

There is naturally a reason for taking it so seriously. In fact, this is simple, that is, it is the habitat of most Bran people in the imperial city.

As Tang En learned before, the Brans had a very difficult time in this Northern Wilderness Imperial City and was often bullied by the Northern Wilderness people. And even the Queen was powerless. After all, this was caused by the grudges between the two countries that lasted hundreds or thousands of years, and a historical problem. It could not be resolved at all.

Over time, the Brans gradually moved to a place to live so as not to be beaten when they left. In this way, this is a rather alternative area.

At this time, in the house near the middle section of the street, a bloated woman with a large body and round waist hid behind the window, poked her head out, looked vigilantly at the soldiers who were gradually entering the street outside, turned around and said anxiously: "Come in. They are in... Old Dead, what should I do now? Didn't you come for our house, right?"

Although he was from the Northern Wilderness, the woman spoke Bran's words very fluently.

"Ah...uh?" Sitting next to the table in the main room was the male owner of this house, Matthew Mann. He was staring at the brown wooden box on the table in a daze. He turned his head and looked blankly at the sound.

The woman in the Northern Wilderness was furious when she saw this: "You old man, you are usually confused. Now it's time, and you're still stupid! I shouldn't have agreed to marry you at that time, otherwise I would not have suffered this crime..." While cursing, she hugged the two sleepy children next to her in her arms, looking terrified.

That's right. This woman in the Northern Wilderness is indeed Matthewman's wife. Of course, this seems a bit incredible. After all, one is a Bran and the other is a Northern Wilderness, but in fact, this situation is very common in this area.

The idea of ​​loyalty to our country is sacred, but sometimes extremely unrealistic. For example, Matthew Man, who has been in the Northern Wilderness for nearly twenty years, has gone from a strong middle-aged man to the gray-bearded old man, and if there is no accident, he will inevitably turn into a pile of dead bones here.

In this way, whether in terms of physical needs or spiritual comfort, he needs a partner who can pass on his family and accompany him to aging.

This has nothing to do with loyalty, it is only about human nature! It can be despised, but it can also be understood!

Of course, it is of course the best if you can marry a woman in your country. This can also directly skip the long-term pain and coordination caused by the differences in culture, living habits, etc. between the two parties. However, this is undoubtedly not a worldly world. The reason why these people are just captured and not killed is of course because they have something valued by the Northern Wilderness. It is precisely because of this characteristic that their composition will only be more men and fewer women.

On the other hand, there are many poor and poor families in the Northern Wilderness, even in this imperial city. So instead of having to increase the burden on the family, it is better to choose to marry a Bran man with a good job, at least so that he won't starve to death. Or, those women in the Northern Wilderness who have lost their husbands and widows, their eyes would not be too picky at the time... One wants to marry and the other wants to marry, so it will naturally hit it off.

Moreover, if these women in the Northern Wilderness marry a Bran man like Matthew Man, there is no need to worry about being treated unfairly. After all, according to the size of both parties, few Bran men can beat them...

Hearing his wife's constant cursing, Matthewman shrank and subconsciously showed a slightly flattering smile: "Haha, don't worry, it shouldn't be..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, bang bang... the sound of smashing the door vigorously, with a angrily shouting with a reprimanding tone, "Open the door, the people inside open the door immediately!"

"...We are scared!" Matthewman looked shocked, his body trembled, and he almost slipped down from the chair.

"Mother, who is outside?" The two children were young, so they naturally couldn't understand the situation in front of them. They rubbed their sleepy eyes and asked in confusion.

"Soldier... is still a royal guard!" He looked through the window and saw the soldiers walking on the street entering their front yard. The woman in the Northern Wilderness was also shocked. She hugged the two children and roared at Matthewman, "Damn it, what did you do? Why did they come to us?"

"I, I..." Matthew Man, who was always timid and timid, was also confused, his mind was blank, and he stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence.

The sound of smashing the door was even more urgent. At this time, the woman in the Northern Wilderness gritted her teeth, suddenly picked up the two children and took a few steps, stuffed them into Matthewman's arms, and then rushed into the kitchen. After a while, her sleeves rolled up, and two furry and thick arms each ran out with a shiny kitchen knife, shouting loudly: "Old devil, take the children through the back door, I'll block them!"

Matthewman suddenly felt excited when he heard this. He suddenly remembered something. He let go of the two children, grabbed the brown wooden box on the table and stood up: "Don't be afraid, I have..."

Boom... With a loud bang, the wooden door of the house could not resist such a violent blow, and collapsed, revealing the figure of the royal guards who were like wolves and tigers outside.

The room was quiet at first, and then suddenly screamed, "Ah! I'm fighting with you!" Waving the kitchen knife, the woman in the Northern Wilderness dragged her huge body and rushed up quickly. The floor rumbled, with a crazy aura of killing people and killing gods.

Swish... The royal guard who was the first to enter the house was shocked when he saw this. He subconsciously pulled out his sword from his waist and was about to slash down. And at this moment, suddenly, the thunder roared, "Stop!" and kept echoing in the house.

The woman in the Northern Wilderness paused, her kitchen knife was fixed in the air, and then she was taken down by her arm that stretched out from behind and threw it aside. Matthewman patted her arm, with a little horror on her face, but her voice was still stable: "Don't be afraid, I'm there."

After saying that, he carried his hands on his back, held the brown wooden box and walked slowly towards the royal guards.

The tension can be clearly seen from the blue veins on the back of the hands that were holding each other tightly, but the woman in the Northern Wilderness was still stunned when she looked at Matthew Man's back, her eyes vaguely unfamiliar. Is this... still the old dead ghost who usually only knows to bend over and keeps apologizing?

"Are you Matthew Man?" the royal guards looked up and down and asked.

Nodding, "No, who are you?"

"We are..." Before the royal guard finished speaking, Matthewman suddenly shouted angrily, "I know you are royal guards, but... damn it! Who gave you the right to break the gate and force it into the house? Are you a robber? Don't you know I am the district head of the Craftsman Institute? Can you afford to offend..."

"Fuck!" The royal guard was confused by the storm-like curses. After coming to his senses, he was furious and suddenly raised his sword...

"Cut, come, chop at this!" He raised the brown wooden box and opened it, revealing a bamboo tube about one foot long and inlaid with lenses. Matthewman said it more and more smoothly, his old face turned red like a shrimp, and waved his hand and shouted, "Do you know what this is? This TM is a telescope, this is His Highness Lansha... and what the Queen wants! Cut it, why don't you cut it! You cut this thing today, and your whole family's heads fall to the ground tomorrow? Do you believe it?"

He cursed and intimidated like a rampage, and his fingers almost poked the nasal of the royal guard, "Bastard! Do you think I'm easy to bully? Who are you guards? Andre? Let him come and see me... why are you still standing here? It's fine if you are confused, but now it's time, and you're still stupid! Get out of here! Get out!"

Matthew Man subconsciously shouted at the familiar curses of his ladies, which was so easy. Even the old face, which was full of green and red, now seemed to have a momentum of being uneven and powerful. His domineering aura was over the ground, and it immediately shocked the audience.

The room was silent, the two children were frightened, the women in the Northern Wilderness were stunned, and the royal guards were stunned. Have they ever seen the Brans who were usually timid and roared at them? In addition, listening to Andrei, His Highness Lansha, and the Queen, who were more scary than the other, he could not help but nod, and honestly put away his sword and exited the house.

Just as these royal guards disappeared at the door, Matthewman's body suddenly softened and collapsed to the ground. Beads of sweat rolled down, and his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his breathing violently like a bellows breaking a bellows.

"Old and dead ghost!" After coming back to his senses, the woman in the Northern Wilderness couldn't help but scream and walked quickly, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

"Hosh...Hosh...I'm so scared...Hosh, bring me a glass of water, no, no..."

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