Helter and Moya finally took care of the dwarf warrior, but they were still a step too late. They could only watch as Cohen and the magician were imprisoned in a barrier made of branches and vines.
A series of strange noises came from inside, making the two of them anxious and didn't know what to do!
"This damn green barrier!" Haiert slashed it down with a fierce sword, but only left a small hole in it, which was immediately filled with new vines.
Seeing all this, Moya shouted loudly with red eyes, urging the soldiers to chop faster with their weapons, and they must rescue the boss!
In fact, no one needed to shout, the soldiers were chopping wildly with the things in their hands. Although the gaps they cut were filled with vines time and time again, no one would stop.
Because everyone knows that Governor Cohen is good at everything, but his magic is not on the table, and his magic is not ordinary at all.
A person who grew up under the tutelage of so many great magicians and even magisters, only has level three magic that makes people laugh out loud, which suffices his qualifications as a trainee magician.
Even if there are ten Cohens in it now, it is just a little joke to the powerful and evil magician.
There was no other way, so the soldiers worked hard to chop, believing that they would definitely win this endurance competition between man and vines.
At this moment, Martin, who received the urgent report, had already arrived.
"What's going on!" Seeing these soldiers acting recklessly, Martin got angry: "Why haven't you gone in yet?"
"These things..." Moya said with a grimace: "This is all we have!"
"Go away!" Martin pushed away the people who were in the way, looked at the vines, and immediately thought of a way: "The magician first used ice magic to freeze a piece, and then a few more people came in, and the whole piece was knocked down!
"
"Send my order!" Martin turned around and said to Uncle Maize: "Order all the troops to start searching. Maybe they have accomplices. This kind of incident must not happen again!"
Uncle Maize agreed, turned around and ran away.
While Martin was speaking, more than a dozen magicians had begun to use a large amount of ice magic to freeze the same vine at the same time, even the muddy ground where these vines were rooted. Slowly, a large number of ice crystals hung on the vines, and they
The freeze solidified and connected together, and the growth momentum of the vines was finally stopped by ice magic!
Haiert and Moya had already selected a group of the strongest soldiers nearby, waiting for Grandpa Martin's order.
"Okay!" Martin waved to him: "Now!"
Geert howled and led a group of soldiers to rush towards the frozen vines. Dozens of burly bodies hit it at the same time. The force should not be underestimated.
The vines that were hit collapsed inward, but slowly stopped, and bounced back amid the hysterical screams of dozens of men!
Although he was very reluctant, Haiert had to lead people back to the original place, and he had to prepare for the next time.
It was Moya's turn, and dozens of people pressed on the vines again. Although the vines were more concave this time, they were still bounced back...
It hit several times, but bounced back again and again. The vine just persisted and refused to fall! Most of the soldiers had their lips turned purple due to the magic above, and some were scratched by the armor of their comrades and dripping with blood.
He gritted his teeth and persisted without even making a sound.
At this time, a tragic howl came from the vine barrier. Following this desperate voice, a very thick and dazzling light beam appeared in the clouds above the head, hitting straight down...
There was an explosion in the vines! The remnants of the explosion rushed out with a large amount of dust, making the clothes of the people standing outside rattle. The strong explosion could be heard clearly even by people ten miles away!
Haiert shouted as he rushed forward with his team, and the vines were crumbling under their pressure.
"Come on!" Moya led the people and pressed on the bodies of Haiert and others. Everyone was exerting force. The people behind were stepping on the heads of the people in front to climb up, and they were all pressing down hard...
Finally, coupled with the weight of its own ice and the loss of new strength supplemented by the freezing magic, the vine barrier could no longer support it and collapsed with a "crackling" sound!
Helter was pressed down by dozens of people, and he vaguely heard Moya shouting the boss's name, with trembling in his cry.
Ignoring wiping the scratches on his face caused by the vines, Haiert crawled out of the crowd anxiously, only to see Moya kneeling beside a huge mud puddle, his face pale.
"Boss!" Moya, stunned, said to Heert who ran to him: "Who is the boss?"
Helter looked at the two bodies in the mud pit. They were equally charred and black, and their limbs were still entangled together.
"Calm down... we need to calm down!" Haiert said to Moya: "Boss will be fine! Cheer up!"
Moya looked at him, nodded and slid down the mud pit.
The two bodies were almost identical, and the skin on the surface was burnt black. Moya stretched out his hand to touch, but who knew that the moment his fingers touched one of them, the body collapsed and turned into a pile of ashes... "I
I, I..." Moya didn't know what to do and looked at the people above him in panic.
"Take a good look!" Martin came: "Cohen is wearing an earth armor, which is specially designed to defend against magic attacks. It should still be there. Take a closer look!"
"Yes!" Moya quickly looked at the remaining body carefully and found a layer of clothing on his body that was also black...
"The boss is still here!" Moya didn't dare to touch it this time: "I saw the Earth Armor!"
Martin and Helter also went down to the mud pit and looked at the dark Cohen.
"Boss, he..." Moya asked, "Will..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Haiert glared at him and said, "Boss will be fine!"
Martin gently touched Cohen's body with his fingers. Different from the disintegrated body, only a layer of skin was lifted where Cohen's body was touched, revealing the red skin underneath. He touched his finger again
When I put it on the blood vessels in Cohen's neck, I couldn't feel any beating of the blood vessels.
"eccentric……"
"Magic!" Martin shouted: "Come here!"
Several magicians ran over and were shocked by Cohen's current appearance.
"What magic do you have that can keep Governor Cohen's body in its current condition?" Martin grabbed an elf magician and asked: "We have to send Cohen back to the Dark City in the shortest possible time, and you have to prevent his condition from getting worse!"
"But... you can use the freezing technique... to stabilize it first." The elf magician said, "We can only do this!"
"Then do it now!"
The magicians gathered around and discussed in a low voice for a few words before starting immediately. They first laid Cohen's body flat, carefully cleaned off the soil on it, and then suspended his body in the air. Their hands glowed white...
Layers of white air began to envelope Cohen's body, completely enveloping him.
"Sir, we're done! Governor Cohen has been frozen." An elf magician looked at Martin: "But fifteen layers of freezing can't last long, so you must act fast!"
"Send Cohen back to the Dark City immediately!" Martin kept giving orders: "Moya, go to the Dark Moon City immediately, report everything to Governor Weisu, and ask him to come over immediately to take charge of the overall situation! Helter, when you go to the Holy City, you must
I need to meet His Majesty Creamer and ask for help! By the way, before that I have to go to the great magician Wilbur and ask him to come as soon as possible!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
Cohen's body was fixed in a stretcher converted from a tent. Several officers carefully carried this large package-like thing, allowing dozens of Winged Soldiers to drag him up and fly slowly.
Watching their retreating figures, Martin Luther felt extremely anxious.
He understood that when ordinary people were hurt so badly, it might be useless even if the God of Light came in person! No matter how hard he tried, he was just doing his best...
At the same time, there was a voice in my heart that kept saying: "Cohen is not an ordinary person, he will definitely get better!"
Martin Luther turned around and continued to issue orders to the army, restraining his subordinates with his calmness. The more at such an emergency moment, the less likely the army would be to be in chaos.
On the other side of the Dark City, everyone is still waiting for news of victory and knows nothing about what happened to Cohen.
When someone saw their own Winged Soldiers flying back with a large package from a distance, they thought it must contain important trophies, and there were many children running behind them...
No one expected that their dear governor would come back like this.
His three wives are waiting for him. They were only vaguely informed by the Wingman soldiers who arrived earlier: The Governor was slightly injured and is now on his way back. Chief Martin wants you to be prepared, because the first
Because he was injured in the first battle, the Governor felt very embarrassed and was in a bad mood...
It’s not that the soldiers deliberately concealed anything. In fact, Governor Cohen, who used to be a drag, has now turned into a roast duck and stopped breathing and heartbeat. Up to now, no more than ten people know about this matter.
The Winged soldiers landed slowly in front of Governor Cohen's tent, along with a letter from Chief Martin to the three governor's wives.
"Madam!" said a wingman officer who was responsible for sending Governor Cohen back: "Chief Martin ordered that the three ladies must read this letter before opening the tent containing Governor Cohen. Otherwise, because of the wrong method, the three ladies must read this letter.
, Governor Cohen will be needlessly harmed when he opens the tent!”
Feilin, who was already worried, took the letter, opened it, and turned pale after just a few glances.
When Kelly wanted to lean over to take a look, Feilin had already calmly put the letter into her pocket.
"I thought it was something, but it turns out that it can't be blown by the wind! Please carry the governor in, and remember to put down the tent."
Feilin calmly said to the people around her: "I want to tell you some good news. Our army has won!"
"Although we have won, we still need to be more alert outside." Looking at the excited everyone, Feline said with a forced smile: "Also, go and invite His Highness Fichet to come. We need to discuss with the Governor about welcoming the troops.
"
Hearing what she said, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and went about their own business. Since the Governor still had to attend to official duties, his injury would not be serious. What kind of person is the Governor? He can be idle and not idle.
With?
The soldiers carefully carried the governor in and placed him on the bed.
"Sister Wensley!" Feilin watched the last person walk out, her legs went weak and she collapsed on the ground: "Quick! Invite your mother!"
"Why?" Wensley, who was about to look at Cohen, turned around and asked in confusion: "Sister Felin?"
"Hurry up..." Felin's tears flowed out: "Cohen is about to die!"
Like a huge thunder, this news shocked Wen Sili and Kelly!
"And!" Feilin grabbed Wensley, who was running outside: "Sister... you must not let anyone know about this!"
Wen Sili nodded, took a deep breath, suppressed the tears in her eyes with difficulty, and walked out slowly pretending to be nonchalant.
"Wensley! I heard that Cohen was slightly injured..." It was Fischette who spoke. He stopped Wensley who had just left the tent from a distance: "Has he come back already? Or should we ask someone to take him flying?
Coming back?"
"Yes, it's just a slight injury, but he can't be exposed to the wind. He will ask someone to notify you as soon as he comes back! Go and see him quickly, he is already the governor, and he is still so willful..." Because there are other people around him,
Wen Sili had to answer like this, with a slight smile on her face, but her heart was almost broken.
"Ha! Then I'll go see him first. This kid!" Fichet smiled and walked towards the tent: "I don't know what bad idea I thought of again!"
Wensley hurriedly walked towards her tent...
When the tent cloth wrapping Cohen's body was gently opened by everyone, several people present felt that they were dizzy for a while, especially Winsly, who had just returned from sending a letter to her mother.
Cohen's black and red body, she fell down, and Feilin was so frightened that she quickly put her on the chair next to her.
"Ke... um." Kelly stretched out her hand, speechless.
"Everyone, cheer up!" As the only male among them, Fischette tried his best to control his emotions, hoping to give everyone confidence with his decisive tone: "Cohen will be fine! It must be like this, think about it.
This time, Cohen was able to survive such a bad situation...this time...it can only be regarded as a trivial matter!"
"Okay... OK!" Kelly gently covered Cohen with a blanket: "Aunt Elf will arrive tomorrow... Cohen will wake up as soon as she arrives..."
"Also! Grandpa repeatedly emphasized in the letter..." Felin looked at everyone: "The true condition of Cohen's injury must not be leaked! No matter who the enemy is, since they want to kill Cohen, they must have other preparations.
. We must strictly block the news to make them feel that Cohen is fine and the assassination has failed... In this case, they will stop temporarily and will not pursue Cohen fiercely at this critical moment!"
Fichet nodded: "Not only that, but also to create a festive atmosphere on the entire construction site! Feilin, you will come with me to officially announce the news of our victory in a moment and arrange some things. And Kelly, you
Accompanying Cohen with Wensley, we cannot leave even a step. During the period when Cohen is not awake, we must hold on and not allow the enemy to take advantage of us!"
"Wait a minute..." Wen Sili, who had just woken up, had tears on her face: "I also want to explain that everything was arranged by Cohen. The style should be exaggerated. Cohen's character is like this, otherwise people will see flaws.
Come……"
Think about it, everyone, this is indeed the case.
Later that day, His Royal Highness Prince Fichet, who was now the highest-ranking person in the Dark Province, held a meeting in the governor's tent to make specific arrangements for how to welcome the dark army that returned home victoriously.
Accompanying him was Mrs. Philling, the highest-ranking of the three wives of Governor Cohen, and almost all middle- and high-level officials attended.
Before the meeting started, people were surprised to find that Mrs. Feilin put on a formal dress today and even put on light makeup. This was something they had never seen before!
Perhaps because of the news of victory, Mrs. Feline's already energetic big eyes were shining with brilliance, and her face was also bright red, making her dignified and noble temperament look a little more friendly than usual.
feel.
Mrs. Feline stood by the big tent, chatting with the officials and sharing the joy of victory. Her high mood affected everyone who attended the meeting.
And His Highness Fichet, who is presiding over the meeting today, is currently sitting in the seat where the Governor usually sits with a grimace on his face. In his hand, he holds a few grass roots picked from who knows where... Now, he is pinching the grass roots.
Cut it into small pieces, throw it on the ground and step on it with your feet, while still saying something...
"Cohen, you guy! Just wait for me..." People who were closer could hear His Highness Fichet complaining in a low voice: "You are lying comfortably on the bed, but you asked me to preside over the meeting...
Me! I will definitely take revenge on you!"
We have seen too many situations like this. Usually Governor Cohen's friends feel that they are at a disadvantage after being bullied by someone, but they can't be beaten, they can't make sense, they have no way to ask for help, and they have no basis to appeal... That's Fischer
He has this expression now!
"Did you see it?" The officials held back their laughter and whispered to each other: "His Royal Highness Fichet was bullied by Governor Cohen again..."
"Of course, think about it, Governor Cohen has been on the war for so many years before he came back... He bullies anyone before he is caught! You have to be careful, the thing you were scolded for last time is not over yet!"
"But why doesn't Governor Cohen come to preside over the meeting?"
"You're stupid! Didn't you see that the two ladies didn't come? A breakup is better than a wedding, have you ever heard that..."
"I don't have a wife, how would I know?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't know, as long as Governor Cohen knows..."
"Okay! Everyone is here!" His Highness Fichet clapped his hands after finishing pinching the grass roots: "Now, I will hold a meeting for that bastard Cohen... No, I will hold a meeting for Governor Cohen! Let me talk about this time first.
issue……"
Because His Highness Fichet accidentally said the word "bastard", the officials below were snickering and remembering the things assigned to them. They were laughing because if they didn't do their job well, they would be punished by the Governor.
Peel off a layer of skin... As for His Highness Fichet calling the Governor a bastard... His Highness Fichet's screams will definitely be heard throughout the Dark City tonight! This is a specialty of darkness and will never be heard elsewhere.
.
"Your Highness Fichet!" an official said with some embarrassment: "It's a bit difficult to hang ribbons on the city wall... You know, our city wall has not been completely built yet!"
"What's the point of knowing?" His Highness Fichet held his chin with his hand and said word by word without expression: "Did your dear, beloved, always correct, and itchy Governor-General say, 'Which one of you?
If the guy refuses, just ask him to come see me! I will be happy to have an interview with him.' I think maybe you are also looking forward to an interview with Cohen...I will arrange it for you right away."
His Highness Fichet's eyes are flashing, which means... there is danger! Because some people have been fooled more than once, and stupidly bumped into the point of the Governor who was in a bad mood. These are the Governor's brothers.
It’s an old routine that’s been used for a long time.
"No need! No need!" It's not like he has never been fooled before. The official waved his hands and said, "I think... we will find a way!"
"Really?" His Highness Fichet seemed a little frustrated because he couldn't find a scapegoat: "Do any of you still have any questions?"
"there is none left!"
"Then let's do it!" His Highness Fichet seemed to have thought of something, and waved his hands and said to everyone: "The meeting is dismissed!"
After Fichet finished speaking, he ran to stand next to Mrs. Feline and put on a sincere smile before he said anything.
"Feline, we are friends!" The officials walking by them heard His Highness Fichet apologize to Mrs. Feline: "Then can you consider forgetting a certain sentence I just said, so as not to treat someone wrong?"
Did anyone mention it?"
"But, I didn't sleep well because I was worried about someone these days..." Mrs. Feline said, "Which sentence are you referring to?"
"That's amazing! As expected of the governor's wife, it seems that His Highness Fichet will be blackmailed..." The officials slowed down and thought in their hearts.
"It's just that there's a bastard...I didn't mean it...you know he's in a bad mood..."
"Oh, that's right, but my birthday is coming soon! How can I have time to think about other things?"
"Ah...ah! Don't worry, Feilin! How can you be careless about celebrating your birthday?" His Highness Fichet said righteously: "How can the wife of the Governor of the Dark Province not wear something made by the Royal Tailor of the Holy City on her birthday?
Where is your dress? You must know that only that can bring out your noble temperament! No! As a friend of Cohen and your friend Feilin, I have to immediately order them to make a set for you, Madam!"
"That's it..." Feilin said with a smile: "Okay, I will forget what you just said for the time being!"
"Thank you!" someone said heartbrokenly.
Sure enough... the officials thought about their salaries and compared them with the cost of a royal dress. They all made up their minds that they would never say anything bad about the Governor in front of others!
Because that would mean bankruptcy...or it would be even worse than bankruptcy, and he would be bullied by the Governor!
The two of them discussed the details with other officials. It was already night. When they returned to the big tent, they saw Wen Sili waiting outside. Beside Wen Sili, there were three elves that they had never seen before. From the costumes
Look, the status will not be low.
"Fichet, sister Feilin, you are back!" Wensley stepped forward and grabbed Feilin's hand: "Mother is here!"
"So fast?" Fichet asked in surprise.
"Mother came with several elders, and they worked together to cast a kind of magic that consumes very much magic power." Wensley explained as she walked: "Mother is checking on Cohen's situation!"
"You go in first, I'll be with you right away." Fichet said, "I'll arrange the defense situation here!"
When Fichet arranged everything and entered the tent, His Excellency the Great Elf, who had just checked on Cohen, was resting.
This was the first time Prince Fichet saw the Great Elf. He walked over and bowed deeply to the courtesy of a junior: "Your Excellency the Great Elf, Cohen... how is he?"
"This matter is very difficult to handle. I don't even know how to explain it to you..." The Great Elf glanced worriedly at Cohen who was lying on the bed, sorting out his thoughts, while several other people had already been taken care of by the Great Elf. He was so frightened that he was shaking all over.
"If Cohen is dead now, it has been one day and one night from the moment he was injured. In such a long time, if he is really dead, a series of changes will occur in his body... ...let alone being hit to death by lightning magic from a superior person. Normally, people who die like this can’t even leave a trace of ashes behind.”
"Yes..." Fichet said with difficulty: "Then what?"
"Come and see." The big elf walked to Cohen and gently peeled off a layer of necrotic skin on Cohen's body with his fingers: "Although it has been so long, Cohen's current physical condition is no different from that of a healthy person! Except that Apart from the superficial layer of skin, Cohen has no internal or external injuries at all!”
As he spoke, the Great Elf also took out a small silver knife and pierced Cohen's skin, letting the blood stain it.
"Look." The Great Elf pointed to the blood stains and said: "Although Cohen has no heartbeat or breathing, and the blood is not flowing... his blood is still so bright red and healthy, with no signs of coagulation at all!"
"That is to say." Wen Sili looked at her mother expectantly: "Cohen..."
"Poor children, this means that Cohen is not dead." Before anyone could say anything, the big elf added: "But if Cohen keeps doing this and doesn't recover his breathing and heartbeat... he will eventually die."
"Then what should we do!" Wen Sili threw herself into her mother's arms, shoulders shaking: "Mom..."
"I'll try to treat it with magic first." The big elf stroked his daughter's hair: "If it doesn't work, there are other methods. In addition, Governor Weisu will also find a way... In short, let's work together! We must make Cohen better!"
"Yes, the top priority is to stabilize the situation in the entire Dark Province." Fishet's face turned a little red: "Cohen worked hard to build the Dark Province into what it is now! During his absence, Here, we must hold on well and not let the people below see the flaws. Otherwise, Cohen's busyness during this period and the victory of defeating the enemy after going through difficulties... will disappear with the collapse of people's hearts..."
"Yes, children, I am glad that you have noticed this." The Great Elf nodded approvingly: "You must unite as one and survive these days!"
"But, what about in the next few days?" Kelly asked, "What should we do then?"
"How many days later?" The big elf comforted Kelly with warm hands: "At that time, everyone who should come will have come, and what should happen will happen..."
"But what can we do to survive these days?" Feline sighed softly: "There are too many scenes that require Cohen to appear!"
"Cohen left something that will be very helpful to us." Fischette raised the corner of his mouth, as if he remembered something interesting, although this expression was a bit inappropriate under such circumstances: "That is Cohen, the governor.
Your character and temper!"
Under such a severe situation, when everyone heard this sentence, the corners of their mouths turned up involuntarily!
That night, the Governor ordered that the war readiness of the Dark Province be lifted, and construction sites and various ethnic groups scattered around the Dark City should immediately resume construction and production, while at the same time conveying the news of victory over a group of bandits.
This order also passed through the hands of the Yiren scouts and was immediately delivered to dozens of construction sites and alien gathering places scattered in the Dark Province.
Suddenly, the darkness was full of joy! Countless migrant workers and countless foreign residents rushed to tell each other... These people who are struggling to survive in the predicament, these people who gathered under the dark governor's unscrupulous voice... are in great need.
Such news to cheer you up!
I was not mistaken! Although the reputation of this governor is indeed not very good, he seems to be quite powerful. He defeated the invading bandits with such a small army. After all, he is a member of the Keda family and can protect himself.
... Countless people fall asleep peacefully with such thoughts in mind.
Early the next morning, a large group of soldiers and craftsmen, led by officials at all levels, decorated the construction site of Dark City and worked hard.
"To welcome the army of our dark province heroes! To celebrate the first victory of our dear sons! To celebrate the triumph of our invincible army! We must make the construction site more colorful..." Officials of all sizes
They spoke to their subordinates with saliva on their lips, as if their army had won countless victories.
They stood on the half-built city wall, they stood on the rubble piles in the quarry, they stood on the rotten wooden piles by the roadside, shouting: "Let them feel at home! Make them comfortable! Make them comfortable!"
Let them... Hey! What are you looking at? It's you! What are you hanging up!"
"It's a colorful flag, sir!"
"Idiot! Are there white flags?"
"But there is no red fabric..."
"No more? Where did the red fabric go?"
"Sir, didn't you just take them all and say you were going to make a new pair of underwear for every soldier in the army?"
"It seems like this...you are stupid! You can't paint with paint?"
"But there's not enough red paint..."
"Where did the paint go?"
"Used it to paint the walls of the newly built military toilet..."
"Sir, do we still want to hang up?"
"Forget it, just use some red paint to draw a colorful frame here..."
The entire construction site was in chaos. Officials at all levels were racking their brains to find ways to solve the tasks assigned to them. The Governor's celebration plan was really a bit excessive...
But what can be done? The Governor has such a temper, it will be a disaster if he can't finish it! It's a small thing, but I'm afraid that the Governor doesn't know what method he will use to deal with himself.
But having said that, why is it that things that usually seem to be simple are so difficult to do today? There is a shortage of manpower here, but there are road jams because of too many people; there are no materials here, but the materials that have just arrived there are
I don’t know where it went…
How can the construction site usually be so chaotic? Are you overly excited because of the news of victory?
Although the progress of the work is slow, no one dares to go to the Governor to complain, because... the Governor started to lose his temper early this morning, and it is almost noon now, and it is not over yet!
"Do you know? The Governor was in a bad mood because he was injured. He started scolding his guards this morning..." The officials exchanged the latest news about the Governor: "There was also a guy from the city hall who was accidentally arrested by the Governor."
Live, my hair was shaved off like this..."
"That was just now, and now the number of people whose heads have been shaved has increased to five!"
"No! I passed by the Governor's tent in the morning and heard the Governor cursing, but he was so loud! No matter how hard the three ladies tried to persuade him, they couldn't stop him!"
"Oh my God! Please! Don't let the Governor come out of the tent!" The officials shouted in their hearts: "If the Governor sees my current work progress... I'm afraid I won't have a single hair left from head to toe!
"
When the army led by Martin Luther arrived at the Dark City, everyone could hardly believe their eyes.
This is the boiling dark city!
Every road is lined with cheering crowds. There are humans, orcs, winged people, dwarves, and people who don’t know who they are... There are adults and children. They are holding blooming flowers and shouting
He was chanting enthusiastic slogans, his eyes were constantly showing heat, and his mouth would have spittle from time to time...
Banners welcoming the triumphal march of the army were hung in the sky. Because the dark army was composed of a complex race, and because there were not many idle materials on the dark construction site, dozens or twenty kinds of writings were often written on a banner that was no more than a foot high.
Word.
Although they express the same meaning, some characters are long and some are short... It looks like someone has stuffed a few caterpillars into their mouth.
Fortunately, there are not many literate soldiers in the Dark Army. Even those who are literate don't have time to look at this now. The soldiers are surrounded by the crowd.
The soldiers, who had never been treated like this before, were still marching in neat queues even when there were no orders, with honest smiles on their faces and shy expressions as they answered the greetings of their elders and looked around for their families.
figure...
At that moment, Martin Luther believed in miracles, and Cohen woke up! This was Cohen's handwriting, the crooked pattern painted on the wall, the colorful flags and banners made of unknown things inserted everywhere...
Cohen's nonsensical spirit and weird style are revealed everywhere.
He took a long breath, let go of his worries, and asked the officials who came to greet him: "Where is Governor Cohen?"
"The Governor is in his tent!" The official smiled bitterly: "I have been losing my temper all morning. You can hear it from a distance... Go and persuade me quickly, otherwise, I don't know how many people are still there.
It’s going to be bad luck.”
"Really?" Martin Luther smiled lightly, gave the troops a few orders, and then headed for the governor's tent.
He is a young man after all! He loses his temper when he is frustrated.
The official was right. Martin was far away when he heard Governor Cohen yelling from the other side of the tent. The voice sounded so powerful.
"Probably because Cohen now feels that he is dark and shameful!" Martin even had a smile on his lips: "Haha!"
It seems that Cohen is very concerned about his careless ambush. Outside the governor's tent, the security today is not as tight as usual!
"Sir Martin!" A guard ran up and said, "Please stop and let me report!"
"Go!" Martin, who has spent almost his whole life in the military, certainly understood: "Why are the security guards so tight today?"
"You don't know." The guard complained: "This morning, Chief Wadi ignored our captain's dissuasion and barged in without warning... As a result, he was spanked by the Governor, and our captain was also shaved.
Bald!"
Martin shook his head helplessly, thinking that Cohen went a little too far this time and even spanked Wadi, who was his good brother!
"Grandpa Martin is back!" Cohen's voice was full of surprise: "Come in quickly!"
Martin walked in and saw a soldier standing in a tent. He was holding his voice and speaking to the governor with a painful expression. His two granddaughters and several others were looking at him with worried faces.
Martin's body swayed and he immediately stood still.
"Haha...Cohen." He said loudly with a wooden face: "It's good to see you're okay!"
At noon on the seventh day after the army returned to the Dark City, the residents were surprised to find that the Dark Moon Governor, Lord Visu Keda, the father of the Dark Moon Governor, arrived accompanied by Chief Moya.
Two days later, several fast horses came from the direction of the Holy City. The people on the horses were in a hurry, but several magicians had already recognized that one of them was the great magician Wilbur!
Three days later, a horse team came from the direction of the Holy Capital again. There were only a few people in the horse team each time. Some were magicians, some were messengers with packages... a steady stream!
"What's going on now? There are so many important people here." People speculated: "Is the governor planning to start new construction? Or is there a war to fight?"
"Don't be afraid! Don't we have Governor Cohen here?"
"Yes! That's right!"
It seems that Governor Cohen, who is dying in bed, has seen his reputation rise during this period!
And in another place...such as Zuoxiang's Mansion in the Holy Capital, the atmosphere of conversation there is not very relaxed.
"I'm sorry! Mr. Left Prime Minister, it seems that we didn't succeed this time. That ruffian is still alive and well..." A guy bent over and said: "According to the spies who came back, that guy is very energetic and curses every day.
Not too tired!"
"You idiot!" Zuo Xiang, who was sitting at the table, sighed and said calmly: "I have told you a long time ago that you have to use your eyes to recognize people, and you need to use your eyes to recognize people! Look, you have found some.
What kind of idiot would do this!"
"It's my fault!" The man was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "I am the one who deserves to be blamed! I will find someone to kill him again!"
"No need." Zuo Xiang shook his head: "I have more important things to worry about...get out of here!" After Zuo Xiang said that, he looked up at the sky and did not move for a long time.
"Why can't you be my son-in-law?" He murmured to himself, "You asked for this!"
Finally, during Cohen's absence, the people around him perfectly completed their first scam in the Dark Province.
He deceived the enemy, deceived his own people, deceived everyone... Until the day Governor Cohen woke up, most people didn't even know that Cohen had been away for a while... (To be continued)