Return of the Mummy

Once upon a time, Jibra was just a wandering orphan with no safety, no food, and no stable life.Every day has to be a struggle to survive.

But he was lucky, after wandering to the artisan village here, he was adopted by a relatively powerful local overseer.

When he picked up the middle-aged overseer with a white turban on his head, twirled it around, kissed his forehead, and put him on the donkey, he knew that he would no longer live in poverty up.

An easy life is always easy to forget.A few years later, Jibra, who has become the adopted son of the overseer, learned a lot from his adoptive father about the skills of building the tomb, and of course he is also familiar with the structure of the tomb.

But probably because he was bullied too much when he was a child, and his life was too comfortable after becoming the adopted son of the overseer.It caused a great contrast in his personality.

When he grew up, he had a domineering personality.As the overseer grew older, a sense of unrepressed excitement swelled.On the surface, he was worried about his adoptive father's health, but in fact it was for his own selfish desires. He said many times that he was already able to take charge of his own affairs, and that he could succeed his adoptive father and become the local foreman.

The foreman was very pleased with the adopted son's "caring".But he loves this job, so every time he only takes it as a comfort to Jibra, he laughs it off.

But Jibra doesn't like his adoptive father's "laugh it off" at all.

It wasn't long before the well-meaning foreman discovered that he had been murdered.Although everyone suspects that he is the adopted son Jibra, on the one hand, there is no evidence, and on the other hand, they have no power, so they dare not say.

The overseer has a younger brother who is ten years younger than him, and he doesn't like his brother's handsome, glib adopted son at all.If it wasn't for this adopted son, then he should have inherited this position.

Why give up this fat job to this humble guy!

He believes that his brother's death is related to Jibra, but Jibra has become the new overseer.Therefore, unwilling to reconcile, he prepared to secretly record Jibra's actions, and prepared to accumulate enough evidence in the future to pull Jibra from his horse.

Jibra didn't know what it means to be "a man of kindness", so he became a supervisor but he was still not satisfied, and he actually engaged in the act of "self-stealing".

With his knowledge of the structure of the tomb, he took the blueprint, organized a few people, and started the tomb raiding operation.Unfortunately, the tomb of Pharaoh Akhnaton, which he participated in the construction of, became his first target.

Especially the precious gold statues in the "Amarnai" style that Ekhnaton loved during his lifetime. After they were stolen by Jibra, they mixed with those gold jewelry, melted them all, and circulated them on the black market in exchange for a lot of money.

Probably the curse of the pharaoh really existed, so Jibra, who thought he was invisible, did not expect that all this was secretly recorded by his adoptive father's younger brother and reported secretly.

When the guards found Jibra and captured him on the spot, he was sitting on Akhnaton's golden coffin, holding a golden goose in his arms, drinking the funeral wine, and looked drunk.

Jibra was put in prison, whipped by the jailer, and brought before a judge for trial. He was convicted of murder, tomb robbery, bribery, and sentenced to death.

The laws of ancient Egypt were very strict, and a small crime would be severely punished, not to mention tomb robbery.

Because Pharaoh is God, blasphemy against God is a heinous sin.Therefore, Jibra first had his nose, tongue, eyes, and ears cut off, and his five senses were cut off.Then a wooden bar crossed the body and hung on a high wooden stake for public display.

Tutankhamun wanted to let people know that those who dare to rob the tomb will suffer the most severe punishment!At the very least, he hopes that his mausoleum will encounter these greedy and daring guys!

Of course, in order to reward the reporting of meritorious service, Jibra's adoptive father's younger brother took over his seat and became the new foreman.

In order to wake up the tomb robbers, and to let the forces in the court and the harem know that he is no longer a pharaoh who can only rely on them, Tutankhamun personally imposed the most terrifying punishment on Jibra.

Jibra suffered the most severe punishment. After he died slowly, his body would be thrown into the desert to be eaten by eagles and vultures.The mausoleum he prepared for himself will remain empty forever, his name everywhere will be obliterated, and he will not only never be born again, but become someone who never existed.

Things in Thebes are coming to an end here, and the war in Syria is coming to an end.Although the previous behavior of the Egyptian soldier was too shameful, the private guard of Horunhib was not a vegetarian.

With an order from Hollenhib, more than 100 people all got on their horses, clamped their legs into the horse's belly, and rushed up with the weapons in their hands tightly.Seeing this, the other generals also stopped the actions of the Egyptian soldiers, and even beheaded some of the most looting soldiers with their own hands, and finally let those people pick up the weapons they dropped, and shouted to kill.

Fortunately, the behavior of the Egyptian soldiers did not cause too much loss, and the Hittite soldiers who fled for their lives did not escape the trap set by Horunhib.

All the chariot soldiers got on their horses, and the turbulent momentum made the Hittite soldiers just like wasps poking their nests, crowding each other, bumping into each other, not knowing where to go.The frightened war horses neighed and galloped wildly. The Hittite soldiers who were relying on the battlefield were now trapped by the heavy chariot.

The Hittite king Arnuwanda, who was originally protected in the middle, was gradually evacuating to a safe place, but suddenly found Holunhib among the rebellious army—long hair specially tied up because of the battle, a handsome face, dressed in In the uniform of a general, the heroic young man riding on a big black horse looks valiant.

King Hittite's blood surged immediately, his eyes spewed fire, and he wished to kill him immediately with his own hands.Feeling anxious, he led the last few groups of infantry out regardless of the surrounding guards and Musiri, and drove his chariot towards the position where Holunhib was.

Seeing the man in the golden armor sitting on the chariot, Hollenhib felt his heart move, and already knew the identity of the other party.

He saw the Hittite king rushing over viciously, signaling to the others to continue killing the enemy, but he casually stabbed an enemy soldier under the horse.Quickly draw the bow and pick the arrow, and shoot an arrow in the air.The arrow was shot in a hurry, and because Horunhib was on the horse and the Hittite king was in the chariot, the arrow missed a little bit, and only pierced the area between the Hittite king's left cheek and neck.

King Hittite couldn't bear the pain, screamed and fell under the car.Originally, the guards of the Hittite soldiers were going to rush forward, but the angry Hittite king waved his hand, got up by himself, and pulled out the iron sword at his waist.

Musiri's eyes darkened, he stopped the reinforcements, turned his head to look at the blood-splattered young man on the horse, lowered his eyes and remained calm.

Although Hollenhib is young, he has a lot of experience in fighting people.Especially when he saw the iron sword drawn by Arnuwanda, he frowned, held the handle of the knife from his waist, and slowly pulled out the cleaned iron knife...

The medical officer in the military camp had already told him that his father might not be able to resist the call of God Anubis.Although my father said that it is an honor to die in battle as a soldier...

When Hollenhib trained as a special forces soldier, he received many years of all-around training.Harassment and sabotage, assassination and kidnapping, reconnaissance behind enemy lines, stealing intelligence and so on... Of course, for all kinds of weapons, from pistols to barrel rockets, from motorcycles to tanks...you must also be familiar with cold weapons.

What's more...that arrow before had already caused King Hittite to bleed a lot.

Holunhib blocked the Hittite king's attack, held the reins with one hand, quickly turned the horse's head around, swung it back, and slashed down with the sword like a mountain top.There was only a "click", and the iron sword of King Hittite was cut off!

King Hittite only saw the cold light reflected from the blade of Holunhib's iron knife, and he dodged subconsciously, but he couldn't resist the pain from spreading.

Just like the large piece of sunset glow in the western sky that was stained red with blood, his eyes were also blood red, which gradually turned into a piece of dark purple and light gray, and was finally swallowed by the boundless darkness.

At this time, Musiri rushed forward with dozens of horsemen and snatched the unconscious Hittite king onto his horse. Holunhib spat in hatred, but Musiri smiled at him inexplicably and hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield.

Seeing that they could not catch up with the Hittite king, Holunhib took a breath, turned his horse's head, and rushed into the battlefield.Fierce fighting continued, with numbers on both sides dwindling.

The Egyptian and Hittite soldiers wielded their swords and twisted their spears to fight for life and death. The blood blades collided with each other and made a terrifying sound—although Hittite started to use iron now, it was not very popular.Except for generals with relatively high official positions, ordinary Hittite soldiers are not qualified to use iron.

The galloping horses galloped across the battlefield with sharp neighing, and the cut horses were twitching in pain.And some horses that have lost their drivers, like wild horses that have run away, spread their hooves and bumped like crazy.

The generals and every soldier on both sides were bloodshot, their faces, hands, and bodies were covered with sticky blood, and they didn't know whether it was their own or the enemy's.

They yelled wildly—especially the Egyptian soldiers who were warned and scolded—while mechanically hacking and chopping.Where knives and guns danced, the blood was as colorful as rain, and soon the ground under his feet was stained red.

Even so, the Hittite soldiers were still desperately resisting, even though they were defeated like a mountain.

At this time, retreat means death.Everyone on both sides of the battle has this understanding, even if there is only one soldier left in the fight, they must persist to the end.

When Sirius lit up in the sky, Horunhib finally led the Egyptian army to the final victory.

Wiping the blood off his face, and not caring about smoothing back his messy long hair mixed with sweat, blood and dust, Hollenhib showed a weary smile: "Soldiers, cheer, your persistence and bravery are worth a lot. You have won victory and glory!"

The Egyptian soldiers who had been reprimanded before looked at each other and cheered when they saw the relieved expression on Holunhib's face.

"What? The war in Syria has won?!" Tutankhamun, who was far away in the palace of Thebes, received the good news, and couldn't help showing a big smile on his face, "I knew it... I knew it, Holly Bu can do it!"

Edjo and Best, who had been staying by his side all the time, were also rejoicing. The silver snake "hissed" with joy, and its fat body rolled around on the golden armrest of the seat——hiss, just I want to meet my beauties~

The black kitten moved its ears, tilted its head, and bent its tail into a question mark—this pervert is a foodie!

"That's right, I didn't expect Holunhib to be so talented." Prime Minister Ayi stroked his long beard and smiled gratifiedly.

"It seems that General Harpoquets has a successor!" The Minister of Finance bowed to congratulate him.He knew that this young man of Holunshib was a popular person in front of the pharaoh, and it was always right to please him.

"Oh... yes, General Harpocrates..." Tutankhamun's joyful mood seemed to be poured with cold water. General Harpocrates...

Although it is gratifying to return home in triumph, Hollenhib's heart is not at all easy.He was in a very bad mood, it could even be said to be in pain.And a group of sergeants were also silent, and the whole team seemed very silent.

"I don't know how to say it... But as your elder, I hope you can listen to my advice," Deputy General Naseem sighed, "You promised the general to take good care of your mother and sister." .Look forward, the goddess Isis will protect the general. In the future, I will do my best to help you."

"At least, our general left on his favorite battlefield." It was better than fighting with those officials and being framed.Naseem swallowed these words, and the pain could not be concealed in the tiger's eyes.

"Maybe you're right. I can't be weak, I have to take on my responsibilities." Holunhib took a deep breath and touched the iron knife at his waist.

No, I have already seen those who are alive and dead... There are more shoulders to rely on and mothers and sisters to take care of.Myself, I don't need other people's comfort...

The author has something to say: I found out that the click-through rate and comments were so low after the two separated... I was wrong, and I deeply reflected... So these two will meet again in the next chapter, Pharaoh, as a qualified little attacker , You must learn to seize every opportunity that you can take advantage of. XD~uh... Send me a domineering picture