Release that Witch

"Doing this... is it really okay?" The echo passed through the window of the command post and looked at the sand people on the dockside who were tumbling all over the floor, showing a hint of unbearable color.

"They never know what discipline is. The life they have experienced has always been a weak meat. They want to make this group come to use as soon as possible. Apart from war, there is only this method." The iron axe replied reverently, "You are The time spent in the south is not long, and the patriarchs are very caring for you, so you may not know the nature of these small clan. This level of lesson is not a big deal, it can even be said to be very necessary, otherwise they will only think Aosha has no prestige, and weakness can be deceived."

Speaking of his lack of hesitation here, "I think you may not be able to adapt because it is... Sometimes your Majesty is too kind."

"I totally agree," Andreas shrugged at the window. "There is a proverb in the nobility. Radishes and sticks are the best way to rule the people. The thicker the radish, the more lord the lord."

"What is radish?" Hummingbird was curious.

"A food, just like the corn under the arm, is a specialty of the morning kingdom," Andrea explained. "But the radish is thicker than the stick, so the implication of this sentence is that punishment To regain the reward, the people will know how to cherish. The lord, like Roland, will only be given the title of a defeated family in the Glow City."

"This is not a lot of things that make me feel like I agree," Ashes grinned.

"Probably my Majesty can especially say?" The hummingbird thought about his chin. "The words he taught Thuram are quite reasonable... The collective strength is always bigger than the individual."

"But even Thuram, just forcing those words to be carried away," the iron axe smiled and shook his head. "If you haven’t been to the Winter City without yourself, you can’t imagine what an incredible new thing has been built. Order. I believe that one day, the entire gray fort will become a winter city-like appearance, but now it is clear that the whip is more than the language to let them remember the rules of the South."

Echo sighed and didn't say anything more.

"The chief commander," a soldier suddenly walked into the command post. "There was a commotion in the Department of Falling Stones and the Qingquan Department. Some people were confronting the Guards."

"Because of boarding the ship?" The look of the iron axe was immediately serious.

"Yes, those who were squeezed into the water called their families and hoped to get the same food and gratuity because they were not unwilling to go to the Blackwater Valley, but Aosa refused them."

“Very good, who is stationed now?”

"The second musket."

"Call two classes, and the arrogant boys who want to sign up for the First Army, let them immediately gather at the turmoil, I will be there soon."

"Yes, adults!"

Seeing the iron axe to leave, the echo couldn’t help but stop him. "Please don't be too harsh on them..."

The latter stood silent at the door for a moment before she bowed to her and said, "I understand... Silver Moon, I will take control."

After the iron axe left, the echo returned to the table with some depression. The move of the Shamin to the north is not as smooth as she imagined. It is obvious that as long as the arrangements are made, everyone can live a good life, but someone can always use her words as a lie, even if they have already got a rich land. Still can't believe in her completely, I believe in Roland.

She missed her life in the winter city.

Compared with being the head of the clan, she prefers to stand on the top of the castle, look at the mountains and the city, sing the songs written by her Majesty, and when she hears the melody that she has never heard before, she can feel the true freedom and happy.

After arriving here, she hasn’t sang a song for a long time... I don’t know if Roland has written a new song yet...

When can I sing again?

......

"Voating" Simbadi felt that the stomach was like a sky, and with the ups and downs of the stone boat, an acid rushed up. He ignored the vomit of others on both sides of the ship's side, squatting directly on the fence and vomiting.

"Hey, you are alright," Murray patted his back, his face was a little white. In the river bay, as if the flat stone boat entered the sea, it became a floating leaf, slammed by the waves. The ship almost slammed into the beach on the shore several times, and the horizontal swing never stopped. For the first time the sand people who came into close contact with the sea, this was a torture.

"Cough... It’s okay," he stumbled on the deck after he spit out. "Do you remember we stayed at the sea for a few days?"

"Today is the fifth day."

"This is not right..." Sinbaddi gasped and whispered. "Remember what the people of the Qingquan clan said? They...the oasis that lives by the sea, should not admit that we crossed the first day of the evening. In the area of ​​Tiesha City, this proves that the stone boat is not slow, but why is it not yet in the Blackwater Valley?"

"what do you mean……"

"The destination of Aosha is not the Black River Valley, and Thuram is lying. He wants to take us to a place farther south than the Throat Swamp!"

“More south?” Molly also showed a worried look. “But there is nothing there, they won’t admit the wrong way?”

"The ship has been driving along the coast, and it is unlikely to admit the wrong direction," Simbadi said, holding the painful forehead. "If it is closer to the southern end than the throat swamp, then only"

"Everyone gave me the spirit!" Before he finished, Thuram suddenly appeared in the middle of the deck and interrupted him. "Tell you a good news, we are about to arrive at the destination." , pack your bags and prepare to line up and disembark. Remember, this time you fall into the sea again, no one will fish you again!"

Simbadi propped up and looked out of the boat. The shore was still bare and there was no oasis. The surging water vapor and the thin smoke column in the distance confirmed his guess.

Only one place has such an incredible spectacle.

Endless Cape Mojin people's exile.

More and more sand people have found something strange, and the crowd on the deck has become restless.

"This is not a black river valley at all! Aosha lied to us!"

“Why should we bring us to the endless cape? Do you want to discard us all here?”

"I want to go back, beg you, let us go back!"

"Give me shut up!" At this moment, Thuram has no concealed meaning. "I have said that the place to go is the central part of the Blackwater Valley? The tributaries of the valley are all over the southern end, and naturally include Any river in the Cape area that extends from the river valley is not it?"

This is simply a sophistry! Simbadi said with anger that if he started to work in exile, I am afraid that few people will apply for registration.

"No one will be abandoned here, whether it is the Aosha clan or the Grey Fortress, will stay with you here!" Thuram raised his arm and said loudly, "Listen, from today, the endless cape It is no longer a desperate prisoner, but a new town! This is the command of the great chief!"