Pharaoh and her queen

Sudden white.

Falling into the rotten color that does not belong to it.

It turned out to be Thor.

After passing through the cave, Ittis and his party saw no rebels, but they never expected it to be Soor.

His eyes are as indifferent as a dead object, and they are spotless, thorough and pure. Under his feet are the rebels who have already been killed.

Their deaths, to him, are nothing but ants.

The priests and priests of the Luxor Temple, as well as the Egyptian civilians who loyally worshiped the Luxor Temple, stood behind the great priest of Soor.

It seems that they are waiting for the arrival of Itsis.

"Your Majesty Itis, you are the incarnation of the sun god Allah. The Luxor Temple offers you our loyalty and is always ready to fight for you."

Soor bent down, and the others knelt and kowtowed, and the pious chants seemed to wash away all the filth.

Cursing his lips and sneering, Ittis raised his hand and inserted the long sword into the gap between the stone bricks, and soon the blood on the sword overflowed from the gap.

"Grand Priest Sool, I remember you said ten years ago that the Luxor Temple will never be with any party."

The white robe was hanging down, and the great priest Soor was at ease, "Your Majesty Itis, the Luxor Temple only obeys the will of God, and you are the will of God."

Nodding without any emotional ups and downs, Ittis' attitude towards Soor was surprisingly indifferent.

Soor didn't care about this, and uncharacteristically, he led the way and took everyone to the Luxor Temple.

In Egypt, the Temple of Karnak and the Temple of Luxor share the theocracy, but most Egyptians believe in the Temple of Luxor.

It can be proved by the fact that there are and only the clergy officials of the Luxor Temple are fully responsible for the annual Nile River Sacrifice in Egypt.

Although the Luxor Temple was silent in the past, and the number of times it appeared in front of the eyes of the Egyptian people was very few, its position in the hearts of the Egyptian people was deeply rooted and unshakable.

Therefore, on the way to the Luxor Temple, Ittis and his party went surprisingly smoothly, although there were still rebels.

Compared to going out of the city, staying in the Luxor Temple and temporarily avoiding a direct confrontation with Ilhot is obviously a wiser choice.

The Palace of Thebes, inside the Hall of Deliberations.

"What? Make sure you see it clearly, the great priest Soor killed our people and went to meet Ittis?"

Kanak asked again in disbelief, staring at the person who came to report with his sinister eyes, vowing to swallow people alive.

"Grand Priest, yes, it is definitely the Great Priest Soor."

"How is it possible..." Kanak waved him away, and the few exchanged glances, feeling a sudden suspicion in their hearts.

Obviously the most impatient was Xin Nousse. Before Ilhot could open his mouth, he hurried to Karnak's side, "Prince Karnak, why did Luxor Temple choose Itis this time?" , he said ten years ago..."

"Yes, he said that he would never be partial to any side," Kanak interrupted before he finished speaking, "but you heard just now that Soor kept saying that he followed God's will. "

"Oh, God's will," Ilhot leaned limply on the throne with a disdainful expression, raised his head high, the mellow wine in his hand fell down, and a lot of wine splashed on the ground.

"What are you in a hurry for? The Assyrian army is coming soon, so what is a mere Luxor Temple?"

When the priests under the steps heard this, their expression became tense, and when they were about to explain, they were stopped by Ilhot impatiently.

"I know what you are going to say, don't worry, the Assyrian army will arrive in Thebes tomorrow, and no one will do anything to me by then, just retreat."

"Yes,"

The sound of chaotic footsteps scattered far away, and when there was only one person left in the hall, Ilhot couldn't restrain himself anymore and laughed out loud.

God knows how happy Etis was when he saw the old thing.

Recalling the old thing's screams, it was so sweet, Ilhuot couldn't help himself, took the wine jug on the table, and drank it down in one gulp.

After so many years, he finally wanted to step on Itsis.

Hahahahaha~~~~~~

***

Outside the city of Thebes.

Hexi was kneeling straight, and Ye Zhiqing was in front of her.

With a cold expression, Ye Zhiqing put the long sword across Hexi's neck, and beside him was Maniferti who was already under control, but still looked calm and calm.

"General Hirsch, why, are you still unwilling to say? Where did His Majesty Edith go?" He spoke slowly, Ye Zhiqing withdrew his sword, and walked in front of Maniferti.

Impressively watching Ye Zhiqing's movements, his eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said decisively, "Miss Ye, I don't know."

"Oh, is that so?" No one expected that Ye Zhiqing drew out the dagger at an extremely fast speed and pierced Maniferti's abdomen.

Manefetti, caught off guard, snorted in pain.

"Hold her down for me," Hexi was about to struggle to get up, but Ye Zhiqing quickly ordered someone to hold her down.

"No," Hirsch broke down in a moment of calmness, and said through gritted teeth, "Miss Ye, are you being too shameless for doing this?"

"Shameless?" Ye Zhiqing calmly pulled out the short knife from Manefetti's belly, "General Hirsch, do you believe that I can make a hundred holes in her body? Make both of you look at each other soberly."

Frost stood up, and no one thought that Ye Zhiqing, who usually seemed easy to get along with, would use such a method.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Ye Zhiqing smiled and wiped the dagger clean with a cloth towel. His movements were clean and neat. Seeing that the dagger had already moved to Manefetti's chest, it was about to pierce it in the next moment.

"Miss Ye, let me say," Hirsch's whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and every part was drenched in sweat.

Throwing down the knife neatly, Ye Zhiqing stepped forward, took the document handed over by the soldier and read it quickly, leaving a sentence, "Call the priest of medicine," and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

The wind was blowing under her feet, although Ye Zhiqing seemed calm, but the anger that filled her chest seemed to swallow her up and shatter all her rationality.

Itis must have entered the city to rescue General Xitu. It is impossible for the army that Egypt can support Itis to reach Thebes at this time.

Standing still for such a long time is to wait for the supporting army.

But now everything is in chaos, the Assyrian army will soon meet Thebes, and Ittis is simply not enough to contend.

Ye Zhiqing stopped suddenly, blood poured into his brain for a moment, and he felt black and dizzy in front of his eyes.

Strongly cheering up, Ye Zhiqing entered the account and temporarily adjusted the deployment.

There is no variable dead end.

Empty tents, dazzling sunlight.

For some reason, Ye Zhiqing was inexplicably calm and relieved.

If this battle is lost, it will be a big deal to risk your life to follow.

In this life, there will always be someone who will make you willing to fall into hell and risk your life to be with you.