Pharaoh and her queen

When Naia walked into the garden again, His Royal Highness Manefetti was sitting on the ground, trying to calm down her disordered breathing, looking a little embarrassed.

Not long ago, High Priest Bogut left the palace in a panic and panic.

Obviously something was wrong, so Naia rushed into the garden to have a look, but she never expected to see the current scene.

"Your Highness," Nia hurried over to help Manefetti up.

"Nothing, have you received a letter from Egypt recently?" Manefetti quickly adjusted her state, and gently pressed the elbow that was hit just now to relieve the pain.

Nia was silent for a while before continuing to answer, "Your Highness, recently I have only received a letter from Prince Ilhot of Egypt. The letter said that Assyria and Prince Ilhot have successfully reached an alliance."

After observing that Her Royal Highness's expression remained calm and unchanged, Naia continued, "According to the latest news from the investigation, the Queen of Egypt is still missing. The spies lurking in Thebes sent back news, and there are speculations in Egypt. , the Queen of Egypt is seriously injured and is seeking treatment in the palace of Thebes, and there is another saying that the Queen of Egypt is dead, and Prince Ilhot is on his way to Thebes.”

Fingers tapped the table very regularly, and the fruit wine on the table rippled with Manefetti's movements. The light and shadow reflected on the clear glass wine glass, creating an indescribably blurred atmosphere.

Naia remained silent and stood behind Manefti. Since the Egyptian left, His Highness has become less and less talkative. He used to take care of government affairs, but now he can't care about anything.

Although her eyes looked anxious, she knew she couldn't say anything, she was just a female officer who served her personally.

Manefetti rested her elbows on the table, resting her forehead with one hand, and there were two very obvious black and blue spots under her eye sockets.

Thinking of something, Manefetti habitually glanced back, and just opened her mouth, only to find that the place where Hirsch was standing was empty.

Losing and recovering and then losing it is not much better than the criminal law of dissection. The heart under the left sternum is still beating continuously, sending the freshest blood to the limbs and bones, but Manefetti only feels it. It seems to have stepped into death, without knowing the joys and sorrows, and it is difficult to know the warmth and coldness.

***

Eastern Desert of Egypt

In the depths of the boundless sand sea, it is desolate and lonely, and there is no trace of human life.

Accompanied by gusts of wind, violent wind and sand slapped on the bare skin mercilessly.

Orderly golden spots of light appeared and disappeared on the sandy sea, and they were constantly approaching the eastern coast.

And to the east, across the Red Sea, is Assyria.

Ye Zhiqing was lost in thought next to the hand-painted map, until the crimson light slanted in, and Ye Zhiqing looked away from Assyria.

Raising his hand and rubbing his astringent eyes, Ye Zhiqing picked up the fruit tea on the table and took a sip. According to 21c's memory and the information collected in Egypt, Ye Zhiqing barely drew a comprehensive map of the junction of the three states of Asia, Africa and Europe.

Everyone else was kicked out by her. Ye Zhiqing is not sure how far the navigation civilization has developed. This map should not be exposed, and the most important thing is to be cautious.

If my memory is not wrong, in 3000 BC the nomadic Semitic Assyrians occupied the Mesopotamia and established Assyria, and it was not until the end of 10c BC that Assyria established the Assyrian slavery empire through continuous conquest wars .

It is far from the current time, and the trajectory of major historical events should not have such a big error.

Ye Zhiqing comforted himself, forcing himself to return to the study of the overall terrain of the Nile River channel.

In three more days, the fleet will arrive at Thebes, after which the surveying and mapping work on the Nile will officially end.

And as long as there are enough resources to support it, the reconstruction of the Nile waterway can be carried out on time.

It's just that the current situation in Egypt, how likely is it to survive?

Ye Zhiqing caressed the gold wristband on one side with a complicated expression.

Two days ago, the Egyptian royal guard sent a letter to her, informing her that Itis was heading towards the east coast, and that Itis would not return to Thebes in a short time, so she was asked to return to Thebes Then he returned to the palace immediately.

Ye Zhiqing had an intuition that Etis' move had something to do with Assyria, but what exactly was Etis going to do?Ye Zhiqing had no clue.

"Miss Ye," Lan Masu's voice sounded outside the door.

Ye Zhiqing looked at the sky and realized that the sun was already dark.

Soor outside the cabin, as always, stood at the pole on the right side, looking at the scenery on the river bank.

Ye Zhiqing secretly cursed, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, after so many days, it should be boring.

But Sool was just like seeing it for the first time. He was fascinated by watching it every time, and it took half a day to stop.

Ye Zhiqing took the initiative to walk over since he had nothing to do now, "It seems that Priest Soor likes the scenery on both sides of the Nile River very much, why don't we stay for two more days?"

With his lips pursed slightly, Soor stood alone, with an elegant and agile posture that ordinary people could not match, and his movement of turning sideways to face Ye Zhiqing was also indescribably casual and unrestrained.

It's just that what he said next seemed to make Ye Zhiqing fall from the scorching sun into the cold abyss in an instant.

"Miss Ye, have you found out who the farmers on both sides of the strait are?"

This question popped up suddenly, but Ye Zhiqing really couldn't answer it. Following Soor's gaze, the dusk was getting late, and it was difficult to find people's shadows on the cultivated land by the river bank.

As far as the eyes can see, there are only one or two sporadic people, and they are far apart, so there is no reason why.

Soor didn't give a damn, turned around and took two steps back, and then said, "From Lower Egypt to Upper Egypt, after the flood receded, young and middle-aged farmers were rarely seen among the farmers who came back to plow the land, but the elderly and children Happens often."

A few sporadic fragments flashed in my mind, which seemed to match what Soor said.

Egypt is a large agricultural country. Relying on the gift of the Nile, the grain harvested is not only self-sufficient, but also used for commercial exchanges with other countries.

Even when there is famine in other countries, Egypt will not appear.

However, if the main force of farming changes from the young and middle-aged at home to the elderly and children, the grain harvest will inevitably be damaged. On the one hand, what can be seen through this phenomenon is more important.

The flood of the Nile River has passed, but the young and middle-aged people who should have returned home did not return home.

There are only two places Ye Zhiqing can think of, one is to be conscripted, but to be conscripted.

But Egypt has declared a truce to the outside world, so the possibility of conscription is unlikely, but if it exists, Ye Zhiqing's heart sinks suddenly, then it is only possible to be conscripted into the rebel army.

Unconsciously, he climbed up to the pole on the other side, and gradually grasped it. Such a large-scale collection of labor is only possible when building a large-scale project. However, the reconstruction of the Nile River has not yet started. As for the construction of the pyramids, it is even more difficult. It's nonsense.

Of the two, Ye Zhiqing prefers the former.

When Ye Zhiqing thought about it and wanted to test Auer's point of view, he found that there was no one on the deck.

Is this a reminder from Soor to himself?Is it a show of favor?

……

In a trance, I felt that all the things piled up and hit me. Ye Zhiqing didn't have any clue for a while, but felt a severe headache.

Leaning against the pole of the boat, he sat on the ground and closed his eyes for a rest.

During the period, no one disturbed me except Lan Masu brought some food over.

It wasn't until the bright moon was clear and the accompanying boat gradually disappeared that Ye Zhiqing stood up and walked back to the room.

After closing the door and opening the window, Ye Zhiqing stood by the window, took out a taupe whistle from his pocket, and blew it three times, but there was no sound.

After a while, a black bird landed silently on the window edge.

A closer look reveals an empty letterbox on the blackbird's left leg.

Ye Zhiqing carefully took the bird into the room, fed some bread crumbs and water, and then rolled the prepared letter into a shaft and stuffed it into the letter box.

In an instant, the bird was lost in the night.

Ye Zhiqing stood in front of the window, without any emotion on his cold face, as if the night had merged into one.

What on earth is Etis going to do?It was said to be going to the epidemic area before, but why did it appear in the eastern desert now?Or had Edith not been honest with herself from the start?

The shadow of the moon on the sea swayed, refracting a few glimmers of light, and occasionally there was the sound of impacting water, which quickly returned to sedimentation.

The next day.

The fully armed golden war horse appeared on the horizon in the first ray of sunlight in the early morning, and the red clouds that seemed to be soaked in blood blurred the vision. It seemed that a giant beast was slowly pacing from the west.

The vague drowsiness was instantly disintegrated by the turbulent and majestic momentum.

Almost all the soldiers standing guard on the city wall came to their senses at that moment, and walked forward one after another, wanting to see clearly what is that thing rushing like a sea of ​​golden sand?

It's a pity that I haven't seen it clearly yet.

An arrow was as fast as lightning, and the sound of breaking the wind was accompanied by a mournful roar.

An arrow pierced straight from the forehead into the brain, splashing blood on the face, and white brain matter slowly flowing out from the pierced wound on the back of the head.

Frightened, the scream was choked in the throat, the body was stiff, unable to move, and in the next moment, the golden arrow was shot into a honeycomb.

"Ah," the belated scream finally resounded in this small town that hadn't fully woken up yet.

Flying hooks and sharp arrows, wanton slaughter~

Blood, death, despair, rebirth.

"Golden Ride, Winning Never Returns,"

Hearing the movement, the army who rushed to support quickly saw that the city gate had been broken open, and a pile of heads were placed in an orderly manner on the city wall. Red and white paste and broken limbs could be seen everywhere.

But outside the city gate, the golden horse, golden armor, and golden mask filled everyone's eyes with an irresistible color. They never felt that the color was so glaring.

They didn't even have the strength to pick up swords to fight each other.

And the army of death outside the city gate ignored the torrent of blood under their feet, approached step by step, raised their knives and dropped them, countless howling and howling disappeared in the wind.