A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

It is already late at night, and there is a crescent moon tonight. Perhaps because it is winter, the moonlight is not as clear as the previous few days, and the night seems much darker.

Under the night, the God of Hunting Temple, which was bustling with people from the royal city during the day, had also become quiet at this moment.

The green top of the temple reflected a little brilliance, and the moonlight slanted through the skylight and fell on the stone statue of the hunting god standing in the temple.

Ten prey lay on the altar below, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.

Further inside, in a room deep inside the temple, the young prince was lying on the bed, sleeping quietly.

The long flowing golden hair is spread out on the bed, like molten gold, giving people a bright feeling even in the dark night.

Suddenly, a dark shadow came through the skylight.

He landed lightly, moving like a ghost, and his breathing was barely audible.

The figure quietly approached the sleeping Garlan in the darkness. Until he stood beside the bed, Garlan remained motionless. He seemed to be sleeping deeply and was completely unaware of the man's presence.

As soon as the man stretched out his hand, the dagger hidden in his sleeve slipped into his hand.

He raised the dagger and stabbed the young man lying on the bed in the throat——

Keng.

There was a crisp sound of metal hitting.

Suddenly, a long sword stretched out from the sloping ground and blocked the tip of the dagger.

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately took back the dagger, turned around and ran away.

However, before he could take the dagger back, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

The man opened his eyes wide and was shocked to see that the Crown Prince, who was still sleeping just now, was lifted up from his body at some point, and the dagger in his hand was stabbed deep into his abdomen.

Garlan drew out his dagger and turned sideways to avoid the splattering blood.

The entire blade of the dagger in his hand had been dyed blood red, and the tip pointing to the ground was still dripping with blood.

The man staggered back two steps and tried to escape, but the serious injury to his abdomen made his body no longer obey his orders.

He just took a step back, and the sword in the hand of the one-eyed knight who came out of nowhere in the room was already pressed against his throat, making him unable to move anymore.

Blood gushed out from his abdomen. He covered his abdominal wound that could not stop the bleeding. He gritted his teeth and suddenly opened his mouth and whistled.

That was a signal to his companions that the action failed and that they should evacuate immediately.

However, as soon as he finished blowing, he heard the one-eyed knight with the sword at his throat sneer and shout.

The next second, the room was opened.

The two men who were tied up were pushed in by the guards who opened the door. They immediately became unsteady and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The man's breath hitched.

It was his two companions who were tied up.

"Say, who sent you?"

Caihos put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard on his waist.

He said, "Name your master, and I promise to save your life."

There was silence in the room, except for the heavy breathing of a few people.

The man didn't move, but he stared at Kehos with a ferocious look.

His fingers were on his abdomen, and his whole hand was stained with blood. Although the crown prince's sword did not hit his vitals, it almost made him incapacitated, and if hemostatic treatment was not carried out as soon as possible, he would still die from excessive blood loss.

Feeling the blood draining from his abdomen, his breathing became rapid and heavy.

"If you don't get treatment, you're going to die."

Caihos spoke again.

After hearing this, the man suddenly smiled strangely at Caijos, and then gritted his teeth hard.

Kayhos was startled and stepped forward suddenly, trying to grab his throat.

But it was too late. Caijos's hand touched the assassin's throat. The assassin suddenly made a strange noise and fell to the ground, with black and red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The man's eyes were wide open, his pupils dilated, and he soon lost his breath.

Not only him, but the other two assassins bit the poison hidden in their back molars almost at the same time, and died instantly from the poison, leaving no one with time to stop them.

Kayhos knelt down and leaned over, touching the tip of the nose of the poisoned assassin with his fingertips. After confirming that there was no breath there, he raised his head and shook his head at Garlan.

Garlan looked solemn.

The sword he stabbed deliberately avoided the opponent's vital points, just to keep him alive and find clues.

But now it seems that these assassins are dead warriors. Once caught, they will swallow poison and commit suicide.

Garlan raised his hand and put it on his left shoulder.

The wound on his left arm was still aching, reminding him of the assassination that happened not long ago.

That's probably just the beginning.

Obviously, those who insist on the so-called noble blood will never give up.

In order for Heimos to return to the royal city and ascend the throne, those people will find ways and seize every opportunity to get rid of themselves.

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Heimos...

Reciting this name silently, Garlan turned his head.

Through the open skylight, he looked at the thin crescent moon in the night sky.

The moonlight this night was so weak that it seemed to melt into the darkness.

On this night, Huymos should be sleeping in the North.

With Heymos' ability, he may have already received the news that he was assassinated and injured.

But these days, he has not received any message from Heimos, even just a letter...

The young man lowered his eyes, and the shadow of his long eyelashes shrouded his eye sockets, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes at this moment.

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Although the weather is very cold, the first snow has stopped. The thin crescent moon hangs high in the night sky, looming in the thick clouds. Almost all the light shining on the earth is blocked by the clouds, leaving the entire earth shrouded in darkness. With.

In a room deep in the Northland Fortress, the lamp on the stone wall was still burning, and the weak firelight reflected on the handsome cheeks of the young man on the bed.

Heimos lay on his side on the bed and fell asleep quietly.

Suddenly, for some unknown reason, he opened his eyes, and a heart-stopping glimmer flashed across his golden-red eyes.

He sat up and turned his head.

The windows were closed tightly, and the cold wind outside was howling, shaking the wooden windows and making noises.

He got out of bed, opened the window, and a cold wind rushed into the room, instantly lowering the temperature in the room several degrees.

Heimos, who was wearing single clothes, seemed not to feel the chill brought by the cold wind. He raised his head and looked at the sky. Among the thick clouds, a thin crescent moon could be vaguely seen.

His pupils reflected the looming crescent moon, and his golden-red eyes were extremely conspicuous in the darkness.

Even he himself didn't know why he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and did such a thing inexplicably.

He just suddenly thought that in that far south, Garlan might also be looking at the crescent moon.

...He may be overthinking.

At such a late night, Garlan should have fallen asleep long ago.

Probably still the same as before, I like to curl up in a ball on the bed.

Just thinking about the young man sleeping in a ball, Heimos felt that his heart felt a little softer and warmer. Even the cold wind that blew into the room did not make him feel cold.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the rough lapis lazuli earrings on his ears. He closed his eyes, and all he could think of was that figure.

Obviously, he had been away from the Royal City for several years before, and had been separated from Garlan for several years. Although he missed the child in the Royal City very much at that time, he only missed it.

But this time, for some reason, even though they had only been separated for more than ten days, the time was so unbearable that it was unbearable for him, as if he couldn't breathe.

A rapid knock on the door suddenly sounded outside. Heimos opened his eyes, and the dazed look in his eyes disappeared instantly, and his sharp gaze turned to the door panel that kept making noises.

"who?"

he asked.

Why is there a knock on the door at such a late hour?

A familiar voice came from outside the door. It was one of his guards. It was probably this guard's turn to be on duty tonight.

"Your Highness Heymos, Lord Hea asked you to go to the meeting hall as soon as possible, saying that there is an emergency!"

Heimos' eyes narrowed.

Hea is one of the very few Cavalry Commanders under Aaron Landis.

When he was recalled to the royal city by King Camos at the beginning of the year, King Camos sent the cavalry commander to take over the Northern Army.

Now he has returned to the Northern Army. Although his status is higher than that of Cavalry Commander Hea, according to military rules, Cavalry Commander Hea is the supreme commander of the Northern Army.

The Heya Cavalry Commander has always acted steadily, but the other party suddenly asked him to go to the meeting hall at such a late hour. There must be something very urgent happening.

Heimos quickly put on his coat, put on his combat attire, and stepped out.

He asked questions as he walked quickly towards the meeting hall.

"What is it?"

The attendant followed closely behind him and answered in a low voice.

"Emergency situation, Gesu's army has made some changes and is heading towards the border!"

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To the northwest of the country of Karnar is the country of Hida, which means the country on the plateau.

Because it is located on a plateau, there is not much arable land, it is not fertile, and the climate is arid. Most of the people of Hida make a living by grazing a kind of plateau sheep with thick hair and tender meat.

Because of the harsh living environment, most of the Xida people have rough temperaments, strong bodies, and strong military combat capabilities. They often go to other countries to plunder food when the food is harvested, so most of them are at odds with neighboring countries.

The surrounding countries are disgusted and somewhat afraid of it.

At this moment, this country that scares even the small neighboring countries is engaged in a tragic war.

When they were unprepared, those people from the north, whom they called barbarians, suddenly invaded their country.

The barbarians from the ice and snow possessed stronger bodies, terrifying power, and sharper weapons than they did, and they attacked their royal city in just a few days with great speed.

The war spread, and one city after another fell.

The barbarian army was like a huge ice and snow beast that opened its huge mouth to swallow everything. It devoured their city all the way, absorbing the nutrients of their fallen city and growing stronger.

Now, all the armies of Hida Kingdom have gathered in their royal city.

If the royal city falls, it means the destruction of the Kingdom of Hida, and they can only fight to the death.

The war broke out in the royal city of Hida.

The originally peaceful city has become a battlefield of iron and blood, with killing cries, roars, and screams echoing over the entire city.

The Hida soldiers who once showed off their power in other countries were so vulnerable in front of the warriors they called the barbarians of the North. With just one encounter, the Hida army's array was destroyed.

It was like a ferocious and terrifying northern giant bear rushing into a group of sideburns and easily crushing the group of sideburns.

The giant bear ruthlessly defeated the Hida army with overwhelming force.

The royal city has fallen, and this tragic war is coming to an end.

King Xida, a majestic middle-aged man, is standing on a horse on the battlefield.

He gasped violently, blood streaming from his forehead.

The palace behind him was already on fire, and the firelight shone from behind him, making his figure red.

All around him were corpses.

His rough face showed a look of despair, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the person opposite him with hatred.

A young man with a handsome face stood on horseback opposite King Hida. The wind whistled past him, causing his snow-like silver-white hair to flutter in the wind.

It was originally white armor, but it was almost dyed blood red.

It was all the blood splashed on him by the people he had killed.

His lavender pupils stared at King Xida coldly, with no trace of emotion in his eyes.

With a bang, a tall tower in the palace that was burned by the fire collapsed.

At this moment, King Xida let out a throat-piercing roar, clenched the spear in his hand, and charged fiercely towards the prince of the northern barbarians.

He gritted his teeth, looked ferocious, and vowed to die with the prince who led the army to destroy his country!

Close.

Closer.

He raised the gun, pouring all his strength into the iron gun in his hand, and stabbed the opponent hard without any precautions.

Just before the two horses were about to cross each other,

A silver-white giant sword half as wide as a man slashed down.

He cut King Sheda in half, including his man and his horse.

Blood flew into the air and splashed on the armor of the young man who restrained the horse, dyeing it with blood again.

He stood on the ground on horseback, looking down expressionlessly at the body of King Hida on the ground that he had chopped into two pieces.

The giant sword in his hand was hanging downward, and blood dripped from it onto the ground.

Behind him, the palace's fire was blazing, and the fire reflected the sky red, like blood staining the entire sky.

It was the blood and death he brought.

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The kingdom of Hida is destroyed.

The author has something to say: The weather is getting cold, let the Kingdom of Hida perish [No