Return of the Mummy

As soon as the trace was wiped, it disappeared quickly. He was very unwilling...

Not reconciled to a ball of yarn!Hollenshib looked majestic on the face, but the villain in his heart was already stomping and roaring crazily.

Wait and see, this time you'll let me wear a cape, and next time I'll let you wear a fur coat—huh, let's show you, let you show!

Although his eyes were looking at all kinds of chariots, catapults, battering rams, etc., Hollenhib actually smiled sinisterly in his heart.

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The war launched for a princess cannot be calmed down so simply, not to mention that Hittite was only under the guise of "revenge for the princess"?

Syria, the main camp of the Hittite army.

In the main tent, a calm middle-aged man was sitting on the position of the head coach, and beside him was a young man with indisputable male and female characters.He has curly black hair that reaches his neck, a pair of slightly raised black eyes, thinner and fairer skin than ordinary soldiers... and, obviously, a small man who is underage.

However, the little man is not an easy character.Cough, so to speak, he is also a "Goddess of War"... Well, although it does make people feel quite uncomfortable to say that a man is called a "Goddess of War".

But this is the opinion of other people. As the person involved, he regards this "Goddess of War" as impressively—how should I put it?Although he doesn't have that convincing force value, he has a very smart mind.

The goddess of war (pseudo) with crossed legs rests her hands behind her head and thinks with a grass stalk in her mouth.

"Murpheus, do you pay attention to your image? You are the 'goddess' of war now! Is there any 'goddess' with such a wide open thigh like you?" If someone accidentally came in, wouldn't it ruin the image? !

"Hey - I'm not real, besides, who can enter your tent, who doesn't know my real identity?" Having said that, Murphys changed his sitting position, leaned over, once and for all He poked the strong muscle on the opponent's arm, "By the way, do you think this can force that young Egyptian general out?"

"I don't know...but His Majesty values ​​that young Egyptian general so much, so he must be pretty good, right?" The coach ignored the troublesome claw on his arm and continued to look at the map.

"Hey, I heard that the young general is very handsome, and he is highly valued by the Egyptian pharaoh..." Murphys clearly had a wretched smile on his indistinguishable and enchanting face, he was very He touched his face narcissistically, "Oh, is he really that good-looking? Prettier than me? Tsk tsk..."

"Don't think about it, Your Majesty just wants to defeat that young general—after all, Egypt's military is now faintly centered on that man. If he can be defeated, or even killed, then the center of the Egyptian military can be directly emptied. "So the reason why the young pharaoh of Egypt valued Heron Heeb must be because Heron Heeb can bring huge benefits to Egypt's military...

Tsk tsk tsk, who is like what Murphys thinks, everything has to do with the face first?

The coach blankly glanced at a certain guy who had fallen into narcissism again, and silently held his stomach——Oh, my lord, why did you send this superstar to be the "Goddess of War"...

However, Murphy's narcissism is narcissism, but there are a lot of things in his head: "Huh, so you only know how to fight... After a while, the spy should return to the country, right? Let's see what instructions the king gives us." ..." Thinking of this, Murphys rubbed his hands, "If I can't do without me here, I will sneak into Egypt to see the true face of that young general. Maybe when I take a dose of poison, I will be dead. Don't worry about that opponent anymore!"

When Murphys said this, there was no smile in his eyes.

Regardless of his powerless appearance, he is a 100% Musiri loyalist, otherwise he would not recommend himself as the "Goddess of War" to boost morale for Hittite.As long as you can do things for the Hittite king, what does it matter if you pretend to be a woman?

Therefore, it is understandable that Murphys could not understand the Egyptian general Hellenhib who had never met.

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"Why do I feel that there is a dark wind behind me?" Horunhib suddenly said this when he was discussing with Tutankhamun about marching into Syria.

"Could it be that the windows weren't properly managed?" After closing the windows slightly, Tutankhamun put the robe on the armrest of his chair over Horunhib's shoulders again, "It won't be cold now."

Don’t blame Tutankhamun for being courteous now, but it’s been a week since he started eating meat for the first time, and he hasn’t eaten a bite of meat yet—how pitiful he is, of course he has to work hard to “please” to end his vegetarian diet day!

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Egypt in the early morning, with the coolness left by the night dew and the night wind blowing all night, makes people feel particularly cool.

The ground was covered with a layer of bright red pomegranate flowers. When Horunhib woke up, he looked through the window like a scorching blood clot.

When I came out of the yard after washing, I happened to see Hathor, who had grown into a young girl, standing quietly under the pomegranate tree, with red flowers falling all over her shoulders.

"What's the matter, Hathor, it's early in the morning, isn't it cold?" Holunhib raised a soft smile, threw Edjo on his shoulder, and the little snake automatically tapped the tip of its tail Hooked the gold buckle on the shoulder of Horunhib's clothes.

"Brother..." Hathor tightened the white cloak that Horunhib draped over her body, looked at her brother, hesitated to speak, and finally took a deep breath, "You must be safe Come back!"

"...I see." Helenxib was slightly taken aback, then smiled, habitually wanted to bend his index finger and flick the little girl's forehead, but seeing the other's elegant and beautiful face, stretched The hand that came out put the top of the opponent's head and rubbed it lightly, "Don't worry, we will return victorious in Egypt."

Seeing the other party looking at me without blinking, even with the eyeshadow on, I can still see that the eyes are slightly red and there is a thin layer of mist in the eyes: "...then I will leave it to you, my mother I want you to take care of me together." Seeing the tears in the other party's eyes flashing more and more, Horunhib raised the corners of his mouth, "Of course, I will bring Seke back safely."

"!" Hathor, who was feeling sad, choked suddenly. She glanced at her brother in embarrassment and annoyance, and threw herself into the opponent's arms. Regardless of the iron armor on the opponent's body, she punched her brother a few times with her small fist. "Brother, you are necrotic..."

Hollenhib shuddered: "Honey, when did you learn to attack people with sound waves..." Although his lovely sister looks gentle and timid, she has never spoken in such a voice... It's cold, it's freezing.

"..." Although Hathor didn't understand what Holunhib was talking about, he also knew that these were not words of praise—my brother, who obviously looks like a girl likes it, why did he do it when he said it? Even Seke, who looks big and three rough (?) can't compare with it?

Dear brother, do you know what a girl's shyness is?

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Ancient Egypt and the Hittites had a long history of feuds.

As early as BC, Egypt began to use military hegemony to seize land in various places. Although the Hittites were not strong at that time, it did not mean that the Hittites did not have a share of the idea.

Later, at this time of Akhnaton, because he was busy dealing with various domestic problems, he did not notice that Hittite had risen rapidly at this time.

During the reign of Akhenaten, the Hittite King Supirulius plundered land, slaves, and especially controlled the important commercial route in the Near East—the Tin Road. The Syrian region is located at the junction of the three continents of Asia, Africa and Europe. The key point of the ancient "Tin Road" was the trading hub of the ancient sea and land caravans, and it has always been a battleground for the great powers.

Supirulius fought north and south for years, achieved great results, and occupied many territories of Egypt in Syria.

And when Ekhnaton died and Tutankhamun succeeded to the throne, Egypt and Hittites kept fighting openly and secretly over Syria-even developing into today's situation.

In fact, speaking of it, this was not Hittite's fault.

Tutankhamun also wanted to strengthen Egypt for a long time.In the past few years, the Hittites were allowed to expand only because Egypt's military was facing major reforms. Although there would be no situation where pebbles hit rocks, the various large losses were not worthwhile for Tutankhamun.

Therefore, when Tutankhamun was committed to reforming the domestic political system and Holunhib stepped up training the army, Hittite took this opportunity to take other places into his pocket.

In fact, if the Hittites were angry because their princess was abducted by the Egyptians and killed in the Egyptian territory of Syria, it would be better to say that Egypt went deep into West Asia a few years ago and recovered the Amul Road.

However, Hittite obviously didn't want to remember that Amulu had betrayed Egypt before Hittite had defected. An unspecified bet.

However, the reason why Amul Road caused the war between Hittite and Egypt is also because it is a piece of meat with good taste.

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After marching for many days, the Egyptian army gradually penetrated into West Asia, and at sunset, it reached the border of Amu Road.

From a distance, Bentesina saw the Egyptian army, led by Holunhib riding a tall horse and wearing military uniform.Under the sun-reflecting helmet was an indifferent and handsome face—for a moment, Bentesina couldn't even connect him with the smiling young general a few years ago.

However, with the help of Ajilu in the past few years, Bentesina, who has gradually learned the way of being a king, has also grown a lot. Perhaps the little prince with freckles who was angry at the beginning may really only remain in his memory.Therefore, Bentesina just looked away, and greeted him with a smile.

When Hollenhib got off his horse, he saw Bentesina, who was originally a fine and thin little prince, gradually developing into a muscular youth, and the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly——what, could it really be soul fluctuations? The problem?Why was Bentesina, who was like a little chicken, able to grow into a muscular man, but he still couldn't develop bulging tendons?

"General Hollenhib, long time no see... Where is His Majesty Tutankhamun?" Bentesina and Hollenhib greeted each other, and subconsciously looked behind each other—these two people, don't always act together ?

Hollenhib frowned, and said, "It looks like...you know our marching route?" Otherwise, how could they know their arrival time so accurately at this time?You know, this time it's not that he wants to face the Hittite army on the main battlefield in Syria with great fanfare.He never sent anyone to inform Amullu when the Egyptian army would arrive.

Who revealed it?still……

"No, no, no, you misunderstood... We don't know your marching route, but we have also heard about your affairs in Syria-after Egypt sent us news to receive the army, we have been preparing. Uh, His Majesty?"

According to Hollenhib's battle of fame, Bentesina knew that one of the characteristics of the army led by Hollenhib was that it traveled very fast - like a swift and sharp arrow, before the enemy reacted , already brought Feng Dy close to the opponent's nose.

"...Thank you for your hard work." Holunhib's indifferent expression, which had been maintained because of the rush, softened a little. "Of course your majesty will be in Thebes."

Quarantine!Resolutely isolate!He doesn't want to have to deal with an energetic pervert while he's on his way!

As a pharaoh, it is better to fight honestly in the court.

Huh, what did you say that the personal conquest will help boost the morale of the soldiers-Horunhib doesn't think that Tutankhamun's chariot studded with gold and gems has much morale boosting effect on the battlefield.Even though Holunhib knew that this was to oppress the enemy in terms of momentum, and it was a tradition of the ancient Egyptian royal family since ancient times, but... still felt a little embarrassing.

Although the Royal Palace of Amul Road is not as exquisite and luxurious as Egypt, it also has a unique style.At this time, a distorted voice came from the hall of the palace: "What? You don't want to take Damascus?!"

Realizing that his voice was a little loud, Bentesina hurriedly lowered his voice, looked at Ajilu embarrassedly, and then turned to Helen Heeb: "But...you didn't come here specifically to use Amulu as your base..."

"But that doesn't mean I'm going to take Damascus right now." Holunhib raised his eyebrows, his tone indifferent.

"But...but..." Bentesina couldn't understand - he originally thought that Egypt was going to start a fierce battle against the Hittites based on Amullu.He also heard that although the former Egyptian general Naktemin was very brave in fighting in Syria, he was forced to retreat by the Hittite army recently, and even Damascus, which was defended before, was occupied by the Hittite army.

And this time Holunhib led the army to go out, because he was going to hit the Hittites hard-in the end, he didn't care about Damascus at all? !

It is well known that since the Aramaes settled in Damascus, they established the water supply system of Damascus by digging underground canals to make the most of the water resources of the Barada River.

In this case, a city with water is absolutely very important for a large army!

Hollenshib blinked, looked at a certain boy who was more excited and devoted than himself, and exchanged glances with Ajilu who had been silent behind him—is he still so impatient?

Uh, it's fine now——Achilu looked at his nephew's performance and replied with his eyes.

So, shouldn't he be thankful that Tutankhamun is such an easy-going guy?

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Hittite main.

"I heard the news came?" Murphys took off the headband inlaid with red gemstones from his head, threw it on the table casually, and then asked enthusiastically, "Is it the king's personal letter?" If If yes, he must collect it!

Long before Tutankhamun's registration, Hittite had placed a lot of spies in Egypt-of course, this kind of country did not make it clear, and everyone knew it well.What Murphys wanted to know was whether the spy in Egypt had sent someone to King Hittite with secret information about the preparation of the Egyptian army to go out.

He would like to see if the wise and mighty king cared about Holunhib, who was his opponent, was really blessed by the Goddess of War as the Egyptians said.

"You care about this? Have you finished your business?" The coach was at least a head taller than Murphys. When he raised his hand, Murphys couldn't get the letter no matter how much he jumped.

Tired of jumping around, Murphys snorted and sat on a chair beside him: "How could I be lazy without finishing my own work? You underestimate my ability and my loyalty to the king too much." !"

The coach glanced at him, and handed it to Murphys after keeping the content of the letter in his heart.The identity of Murphys is actually not very clear, but he knows that Murphys is the priest of the goddess Ishda, who was appointed by the king, and also serves as the military chief of Central Anatolia.

Although the coach is not as obvious as Murphys, he still admires the talent of their king-Musiri.Therefore, this thin-looking Murphys is definitely not a simple character.

Although his performance so far has made the coach feel that his eyes are not good, and he can't see what is outstanding about him.

"Ah! That's great! I knew the king was wise and mighty, and it's impossible to ignore the great cause just because I was waiting for that Horunhib!"

He really couldn't believe that the guy who hugged, danced and kissed a letter now would be someone their king looked at differently.

However, for the sake of the so-called "Goddess of War", the head coach would not believe that he gave up the position of military chief in Central Anatolia.He didn't want to pursue too much, just like Murphys said - he only knows how to fight, and he only needs to know how to fight.

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Because of the rain, Horunhib stayed in Amulu one day longer than originally planned.After reorganizing the army, he led a part of the army to the destination of their trip-Beirut and Byblos on the coast of southern Syria.

In particular, Beirut, which was originally called Ashtrit, meaning the goddess of love and beauty, and later changed to the current name, is the ultimate goal of this trip.

Located on the long and narrow plain by the Mediterranean Sea, backed by the rolling Lebanon Mountains, it is not only the connection point between the East and the West and the gateway to the Middle East, but also the largest good harbor on the east coast of the Mediterranean Sea—for Egypt, which has a very good fleet now Say, how can this place not be in your hands?

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The current Hittite king, Musiri, or to be more precise, Musiri II, shortly after he succeeded to the throne, this brave young emperor married the country's highest priestess representing the goddess of war Ishtar as his side concubine.

In the same year, the Kasit dynasty of Babylon, known as the center of the world, was also forced by its powerful military to present the princess as his concubine to Musiri II, and then retreated to a corner of the Babylonian plain.

In this regard, the Hittite Empire officially ascended to the position of the protagonist on this vast land including the Mesopotamian Plain and the Anatolian Plateau.

Of course, the original priestess was accepted by Musiri, so a successor was needed, and the new priestess was Murphys.

And now, Murphys is planning how to capture the city of Kachemes and complete the conquest of Syria.

In fact, one of the reasons Nachtmin, the commander of the southern theater, is not as famous as Harpoquets and Hollenhib in the northern theater, and one of the reasons why he seldom sends the southern army to fight every time he encounters a war is——Nachter Although Min has the title of general, he is more inclined to be a civil servant.

Naktemin also has an official position as the governor-in the southern theater, the commander is not a pure general, and the southern theater is in charge of the governor.

Facing the madness in the bones of Murphys and the Hittite army-the Hittites are a nation accustomed to fighting, and the generations of fighting have made the Hittites realize that it is impossible without a strong army.The Hittite kings maintained an army of up to [-].

There are also many Hittite troops in Syria this time, and the Hittite army has already regarded Syria as their territory. In a common saying, they have cleared Syria.

What's more, they held their breath and wanted to take Egypt into their pockets, so the defeat of Egypt this time has vaguely begun to appear.

Naktemin also saw the opponent's intention to destroy one's own territories, but it was too late. Now that the Egyptian army has suffered many casualties, it is at the end of its battle-damn Hittite!I don't know if I can support it until the reinforcements from General Hollenhib arrive...

No, no matter what, I have to go on, even if I am alone.Naketmin hastily bandaged the wound on his arm and passed on the death order.

Compared with the torment on the Egyptian side, the Hittite side seemed to be much more relaxed.Especially Murphys, who now draws a small flower on the map every time he captures a city.

Looking at the scattered, but indeed more and more, small flowers on the map, Murphys raised the corner of his mouth——if this can’t force Egypt to send a large number of soldiers into Syria to fight them head-on, he can Don't think that Hollenhib, who is valued, is a calm person, but a shrinking turtle!

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At this moment, the "shrinking tortoise" that Murphys has been slandering is ravaging Beirut and Byblos along the coast of southern Syria.

Not to mention Byblos, Beirut must be taken in its entirety—as the largest and excellent harbor on the eastern coast of the Mediterranean, how could the Egyptian naval fleet, which usually patrols the Eastern Mediterranean, miss it?

Moreover, although the Egyptians did not develop specialized naval warfare technology-the naval battles between the Egyptians and their enemies during the New Kingdom, such as the war with the sea people, mainly relied on the land corps accompanying the ship to fight, such as deploying archers on the ship.

Because until more than ten years ago, the Egyptian navy usually did not serve as the main force in the war. They were more used as transport ships to quickly transport the Egyptian army to the coast of Asia.

But military hegemony at sea or something, no matter what you say, you can't let it out.

Hollenhib still remembers that when he was a special soldier, other countries fought endlessly over various aspects of maritime autonomy, consular rights and other powers.There are also some countries that are cheeky - even shamelessly encroaching on the maritime sovereignty of the motherland... Thinking of this makes me angry, this situation must not happen in Egypt, especially now that Egypt is being targeted by the Hittites.

Let alone the "fat meat" of the ocean be snatched away by the Phoenicians and Greeks!

Although Hollenhib didn't know much about the history of foreign countries, he vaguely remembered that Egypt lost its maritime hegemony at the end of the New Kingdom.The maritime hegemony in the Mediterranean was divided between the Phoenicians and the Greeks, and even the overlords on land such as the Persians used these countries with advanced navigation technology to rule the sea.

How do you say a saying-if a tiger doesn't show its power, treat me as a sick cat?

Horunhib doesn’t care about how many pharaohs there have been since Tutankhamun in history. What he knows now is that he seeks his own political power in his place—besides, Tutankhamun is also the person he recognizes, and he doesn’t do it for him. who?

Withdrawing the iron sword from the chest of the enemy soldier, regardless of the opponent's blood splashing on his armor, looking at the closed city wall opposite, Horunhib said in a deep voice to the herald below: "Go and ask the opponent , Whether to continue fighting or surrender. Now is not the time to fight with them, we are soldiers, not charities. If they insist, I don’t mind exchanging all the people in Beirut with Egyptians.”

Because the command orders on the battlefield are issued strictly according to the rank of the officers, Horunhib cannot directly shout at the city gate.

Although the Egyptians may not be as cruel as the Assyrians, in order to make other countries submit to themselves, they massacred the defeated countries.But the Egyptians also let the losers know who is the master.

Hollenxib, who looks gentle and jade-like on the surface, has never been the kind of person who is a good man and a believer.

"Yes, General Holunhib!" The herald was frightened by the strong murderous aura of Holunhib, and then ran to the front with a look of excitement—their general is very powerful, and the people of Beirut will be defeated again Even stubbornness can't stop our attack!

In the past few years, Hellenhib has trained many special troops based on previous combat experience and the actual situation in Egypt, such as troops using thick shields and battering rams; echelons arranged in fish scales; pioneers digging tunnels; The Strikers and the Nubian Archers Legion belonged to the Egyptian Armed Forces...

Well, although Holunhib thinks that His Royal Highness Smenkari, who is still in Nubia, has always been "abiding by his own law" and now he is still curious about "putting the country's affairs first"—I don't know if it's because of the eldest princess' persuasion the result?

Although the city gate of Beirut was closed tightly, in the eyes of Hollenhib, the gate was not so strong-with a ram wrapped in iron and with a sharp and hard top, even a stone wall was drizzle.

Hollenhib sat on the horse and waited for more than an hour, and finally watched the city wall slowly open.Because of Hollenhib's iron-blooded policy, the tens of thousands of soldiers stayed in order and did not make a sound, only the occasional sound of horses snorting.

Such a dark and quiet scene made the Beirut soldiers who opened the city gate even more frightened-they always felt that facing such a silent, unhurried enemy, there was a feeling of facing death directly.

This is what Hollenhib wants - it is best to subdue the enemy without fighting, and it is the most handsome to overwhelm the opponent with momentum.

The Egyptian military's place in society during the New Kingdom was no longer what it had been for hundreds of years.For those who are smart, the army is a shortcut to promotion.They can enter other classes of society by joining the army, and can also obtain a higher social status.For their meritorious service in battle, they were rewarded with gifts and slaves from Pharaoh.

These upstarts from the military would record their achievements on steles.

With such a "carrot", and the fact that Holunhib has "ravaged" the Egyptian soldiers in the northern theater like rubbing cloth for five or six years, no matter how impetuous his temper is, he has to "rub away" him.

Facts have proved that the army trained in this way is not only satisfied with Hollenhib, but even the soldiers are very satisfied-just showing a tiger face can scare off the enemy and win the hearts of girls, why not do it Woolen cloth?

"Pass down the order. After entering the city, you are not allowed to run around without orders. Violators will be punished by military law!"

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When Beirut was being ravaged by Holunhib, fleets of well-equipped and specialized navy ships set off from Egypt's seaports one after another.

Tutankhamun stood on the high platform and watched the last ship disappear from sight before turning around with an incomprehensible expression.

"Your Majesty... Prime Minister Ayi, please see me." Ai Xiete walked behind Tutankhamun and watched as Tutankhamun pinched and rubbed it in his hands, making it as soft as a strip of cloth, with his eyes circling Edjo, the little white snake, sighed silently—it is difficult to be a pet, but it is even more difficult to be the pet of Master Horunhib.No, after the master leaves, His Majesty will take it over to "think about people with things"...

"Tsk, the old guy is here again." Tutankhamun now has no respect for the prime minister at all - anyone who is coveted by others will not have a good impression of the other party.

"Oh, by the way, are the guards ready?" Tutankhamun was talking about the army that was on the surface, dedicated to protecting him-Horunhib was once a member of it.

Many pharaohs in the New Kingdom also gathered a large number of veterans who had fought together to maintain their own throne and life safety.

These people can be soldiers who once guarded the desert east of Thebes; they can also be envoys sent by the pharaoh to foreign countries; they can also be members of the king's guard; He was proclaimed as the Chief of the Palace Guard by the Pharaoh.

Of course, all these people have one thing in common, that is the unmatched loyalty to the Pharaoh.

The formation of such a guard has always been the tradition of the New Kingdom, but this tradition was once broken by Tutankhamun's father, Akhnaton.His Guards were overwhelmingly composed of foreigners, such as Syrians, Libyans, and Nubians.The reason why these foreigners are used is that Akhnaton wants to use this to weaken the rights of priests and bureaucrats.

However, the guards formed by these foreigners could not compete with the traditional military power of the kingdom.When Akhnaton died, the original interest groups were revived with the support of the army.During that time, Tutankhamun, who had just ascended the throne, was busy re-satisfying the distribution of interests among the army, priests and bureaucrats.

Well, fortunately, the army is controlled by his general, so he has less worries.

However, when Horunhib trained the "War Lions" for Tutankhamun, those guards were not as close to the Pharaoh as before.

However, their unparalleled loyalty to the pharaoh still made them have no complaints about it, and Tutankhamun also felt that this was a waste of talents, so he selected some outstanding talents and arranged them in the court.

Loyal, useful and capable courtiers are the favorite of the superiors.

Eumensis used to be a soldier and a member of the Guards, but was later discovered by Tutankhamun, and he was parachuted directly to become the deputy commander of the Medecha commander in Thebes in the west.

"Yes, it is ready and ready to go at any time."

Just after Tutankhamun appeased and dismissed Prime Minister Ayi, he immediately began to form an elite army composed of strong men, and when he was about to beat the Hittites back to their hometown, another accident happened on Holunhib's side.

Beirut had already been captured, and it was only necessary to tidy up the harbor before waiting for the ships from Egypt, so the sergeants, who were rarely relaxed, drank wine or beer and ate barbecue and bacon. , All fell asleep drunk.

Although Hollenhib didn't drink that much, drinking with the soldiers was one of his hobbies, so he was a little dizzy now.Sleeping on the made-up bunk, squinting and waiting for the alcohol to wear off.

Because of the proximity to the sea, the sound of the waves hitting the rocks can be faintly heard outside.Under the silvery moonlight, enjoying the slightly hot feeling of being slightly drunk...is pretty good too.

Hollenhib's breathing gradually became steady.

Under the darkness of night, a black shadow bypassed the guards and patrolling soldiers, and under the cover of the tall black shadows of the trees, like a black moth, it gently slid into the courtyard of the temporary house of Hollen Heeb...

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Beirut has a Mediterranean climate, with a warm climate and a small temperature difference between day and night.The climate here is mild, and the people raised here are not violent, and there are also beauties.

Ashira was one of these beauties.

Egypt's iron hoof stepped into Beirut's territory. Although it did not burn, kill and loot in Beirut in the end, it brought Beirut a big blow.

At this time, the superiors were either thinking about taking revenge on Egypt, or thinking about currying favor with Egypt—and judging from the current situation, it was most likely the latter.

Asila had already seen Herunxib's appearance, that's why when the people above asked her to "accompany" Herunxib, she didn't mean to resist at all.

In any era, girls hope that their man is capable.

Not to mention that Hollenhibb is not only superior in power, figure, ability, but also in appearance?

Thinking that she was about to spend the night with such an outstanding person, Asila only felt her heart pounding and about to pop out.

However, the Egyptian general Hellenhib seemed very close, but in fact he seemed not interested in these things at all.Before I wanted to fight, the adults above proposed to hold a banquet, and specially found a few beautiful maids to serve them, but they were all sent back by the General Hollenhib without any pretense...

Asila felt a little thumping in her heart, but then she cheered herself up—it must be that those women are not as beautiful as herself, and General Hollenhib doesn't like them!

Hmph, I usually know how to show off in front of myself, gossip, and wait until I win General Horunhib to see what else they have to say...

Maybe, General Holunhib will fall in love with him just like that... Ah, if he just falls under his skirt like this, maybe he will be taken back to Egypt by General Holunhib... Ah, maybe he can become a general lady……

Hehehe~ Mrs. General Asila... What a wonderful title.

Asila sketched out a beautiful blueprint for the future in her heart, while walking towards the small courtyard where Holunhib rested.In her opinion, another reason why Holunhib rejected those women was that the atmosphere was not enough - think about it, when the moonlight is like water, and in the dead of night, there is a beautiful woman like herself coming by the moonlight...

Hee hee, take care of him and turn the general into a wolf!

Well, that General Hollenhibb doesn't look very