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The blue sky is full of black gunpowder smoke, and the choking air is filled with a strong smell of blood. Breathing such pungent air will make people feel dizzy and suffocating.

Four days ago, the Babylonians from the Euphrates River launched a fierce all-out attack. The city of Amman was besieged by [-] Babylonian troops day and night. Sent reinforcements.

Calculated according to the time, the reinforcements will arrive after seven days, which means that the city of Amman must rely on its own strength to keep the Babylonians out of the city gate... for seven days.

These seven days are simply longer than 70 years.

However, a piece of news, which can be called a bolt from the blue, completely smeared the blackness of death on the face of magistrate Nuda who was blackened by gunpowder.

The number of people in Babylon has increased again, but the exact number is still uncertain, but it is estimated at least [-] or more.

Before his own reinforcements arrived, the enemy's reserve army arrived first. This is really a fire meeting a wild wind, and it is also a terrible flame that can burn the city of Amman to the ground.

Seeing another general being carried back into the city, with blood bubbling from the seams of the breastplate, and blood stains on his dying face, he was probably saved.

This is already the second general to be carried back today. If things go on like this, the generals in Amman who can lead troops to fight are almost exhausted.

Frowning tightly, the anxiety on his face was obviously deeper than the knots of his brows, and the flash of despair in his eyes forced Nuda to become more and more panicked.

Suddenly, a sharp bird song resounded through the dim sky, penetrating the smoky space.

Everyone looked up and followed the sound, their sights were blocked by the gray smoke and dust, and they only felt a white shadow rushing past, as fast as lightning.

"My lord, my lord!" The guard ran over with a smell of ashes and knelt down.

Nuda, who had been upset for a long time, said, "What are you shouting for? What's the matter?"

"Mine area, mine area, slave in the mine area---" I don't know if he was out of breath from running, or was scared incoherently, and stuttered in a sentence.

Shocked, his knees softened, and he almost lost his footing. "What's wrong?"

If, at this time, the slaves in the mine rioted, the city of Amman would be completely traumatized.The [-] troops are all outside the city at the moment, and Nuda can't even dispatch a single soldier or horse to suppress the riot.

Nuda grabbed the guard's collar and roared, "Quickly tell me, what happened to the mining area?"

The guard was obviously frightened, his face was terrified, and his already chaotic breathing became more intermittent. "Slaves, slaves, not slaves, but——" He moved his dry lips, and said, "The Imperial Eagle Legion!"

If it was surprise just now, it has become completely...horrified at this moment.

Isn't the Imperial Eagle Legion protecting the capital in Hattusha?It was reported that the reinforcements would take seven days to arrive. Could it be that they arrived earlier?But, how did they emerge from...the mining area in the deep mountains?

A wit asked, "Has the Regent arrived yet?"

"No, the villain didn't see the regent. He only noticed that some of the slaves in the mine suddenly put on armor and marched forward." When he first saw an army of nearly a thousand people suddenly appearing in the mine area under his jurisdiction, he was frightened. I almost fainted, I didn't care about anything, and came to report in a hurry.Until now, he still wondered if his vision was wrong.

Nuda dropped the guard's collar, his flickering eyes were full of anxiety, he hesitated for a while, and called the adjutant urgently.

In less than half an hourglass, the same news came from other mining areas... A slave in coarse linen turned into a soldier in black armor in the blink of an eye.

Nuda was completely taken aback, not only him, but everyone else was also stunned, forgetting for a moment the fierce battle outside the city that was fought in darkness.

What exactly is going on?Why are the soldiers of the Imperial Eagle Legion hidden in the five mining areas of Amman City?when did they comethem……

No time to think, no time to guess, no time to wonder.

Because, another message that followed directly and powerfully destroyed the turbulent souls in people's eyes, turning their only panic breath into a deadly choke.

Lemomenna, the young regent of the Hittites, has--

It's time for battle.

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A silver dagger came out of his hand, the silver sharp blade pierced straight through the gray space, and hit the chest of the Babylonian in front of him. At the moment when his body straightened and fell back, Lemomena cut the other sideways with his horizontal sword. Throat of a Babylonian warrior.

A handful of blood sprayed out from the severed throat. The Babylonian covered his cleaved neck, blood flowed from his wide open mouth, and his body slowly fell to one side.

Four or five Babylonians immediately filled the vacancy, stepped over the scattered corpses on the ground, raised their knives and rushed towards Lemomenna clamoring.

Holding the sword in his right hand, viscous blood fell continuously from the sword end, and the black gunpowder smoke was agitated by the bloody smell that infiltrated continuously, creating a disgusting smell. With the turbulent wind from the surrounding horseshoes, this smell rolled continuously In the dark world where killing sounds shook the sky.

The bright red blood and pale death played a war song of killing, meandering, tragic and desolate.

Glancing at the enemy rushing up, she took off the helmet with her left hand. Sweat glistened on her smooth forehead, and the damp brown hair stuck to her neck. It was hard to imagine that this was a cold winter season.

Throwing the helmet out of the way, it hit the abdomen of the person on his left with such force that the young and strong Babylonian man fell to his knees and was unable to stand up.

Without the heavy helmet, I suddenly feel that my vision has widened.

The cyan flame ignited the piercing gaze, sideways, leisurely.

In the first instant, before the people around him could react, the sword in Lemomena's hand had already sunk into his body; in the second instant, his left hand formed a fist and hit the other person's chin, and there was a lot of noise. On the battlefield, they were the only ones who heard the crisp sound of bones breaking; in the third instant, two handfuls of blood were splashed around, one was the sharpness of the iron sword in his hand, and the other was the sharpness of the opponent's chest. From the left fist on the enemy's shoulder blade, the side belt bone was smashed together.

All this happened in just one sigh.

The surrounding Babylonians were stunned, with weapons in hand, and no one continued to move forward for a moment.

Scanning around, facing the smoky and bloody wind, the black robe corners flew violently, shaking off another mysterious atmosphere with a strong sense of death.

At a distance of about ten steps, a Babylonian wearing a general's attire raised an arrow, and the shining clusters of arrows pointed directly at Lemomenna's back. With a loosening of his fingers, the wooden arrow flew out of the string——

This arrow, shot from a short distance, is sure to hit, not to mention the long arrow's penetrating power is extremely strong.Generally speaking, one shot is dead.

However, this is... usually.

The moment the iron arrow slammed into Lemomena's left back with such vigor, the long arrow that should have easily passed through him stopped abruptly... it just stopped in mid-air, keeping the same distance as the arrow. The ground is parallel, and the rest of the energy that hasn't had time to dissipate slowly trembles in people's eyes full of horror through the trembling white feather arrow tail.

The tough long arrow seemed to have turned into a dead branch broken by the wind. It slumped down in a gentle and light posture, and fell at Lemomena's feet, causing a circle of fine sand to rise slightly.

Shock, or fear, or both, are written on the distorted faces of the daytime.

Yes, if human skin cannot be explained, it can be compared with hard armor and can resist the damage of sharp weapons.Then, they would rather believe that they really saw a ghost.

I had heard that the Hittite regent possessed something different from ordinary people. Her battle with the pharaoh in the Egyptian camp finally made this Hittite princess, who had never been known to the world, famous.

Whether it was her fearless courage in rushing into the Egyptian camp or her extraordinary courage in confronting Pharaoh, the battle of honor that took place on the banks of the Orondo River that day spread throughout Asia Minor and beyond the two rivers.

Of course, with people's vivid narration, some false and true rumors also followed... Protected by the gods of Anatolia, she has an immortal body; Hurt her; she is from Hades, she is not death, but she can bring death...

She, the dark night wind blowing from the plateau, can bring death to the enemy's side.

Perhaps, these rumors in the streets and alleys are not rumors at all, but...true.

General Babylon came back to his senses first. He yelled in Babylonian and directed the soldiers around him to continue to besiege Lemomenna. The scene fell into a chaotic and ridiculous situation.

"Your Highness, look." Aziz's voice came from not far away, and his voice was rough, lacking the usual leisurely and carefree tone.

Looking far away, small boulders suspended in the drowsy air hit his cheeks, squinting his eyes slightly, and his eyes shone with blue flames, reflecting a black armored army rushing into the formation.

Very well, the last Imperial Eagle Legion hidden in the mine has also arrived.

This battle has only now officially begun.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a group of enemies running towards her, and seven or eight people surrounded her one after another, and a surrounding circle gradually formed, isolating her.

Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up, a smile that could not be called a happy one, revealing a cruel and playful expression, quietly showing it.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he slowly lifted it up, his knuckles turned bluish white, and traces of blood disappeared between his slender fingers.

The left elbow is slightly bent, the five fingers are gathered together, and the clenched fingertips are pressed against the hard palm, accumulating an invisible force.

Now, she wants to concentrate on fighting, clean up the mess Babylon made, and rush back to Hattusha City as soon as possible... There is still a smile that she misses.

The Babylonians who came clamoring and surrounded, and Yin Mang who was attacking with a sword and a knife at the same time, at the moment when a pure black figure rushed forward, it froze into a bloody killing scene, which could not even be seen by the sun. Soaked in gloom, exuding a gorgeous and coquettish breath of death like ice and snow.

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In this battle, the Babylonians lost completely. Not only did they fight and flee back to their own country, a city located along the Euphrates River was also occupied by the Hittites who were chasing them.

It took three days for Lemomenna to lead the terrifying army and kick open the gate of the Babylonian border.

Now, there is no need to fight, and Babylon sent envoys to ask for negotiations.

However, in the negotiations based on the position of the defeated country, Babylon showed extreme weakness. The envoy conveyed the king's apology and dismissed the fact that the Babylonian soldiers were lurking in Amman.He found an unlucky scapegoat, put on a hat of condemning the country, and ended it with a single knife, and sent the body to the palace where Lemomena was temporarily staying.

He didn't even look at the corpse covered with a white cloth on the ground. It was just a prop that couldn't speak, and had no value at all.

Stretching out his hand, Lemomena picked up the parchment scroll on the table and threw it casually. The scroll fell to the ground, rolled a few times on the marble floor, and stopped right next to the corpse.

Leaning against the back of the wide chair, with one elbow resting on one hand, her calm and peaceful face, without the slightest warmth, was just like her deep voice. "Take it back, let your king of Babylon sign it, don't bargain with me. If he feels anything wrong, let him bring the army and see you on the battlefield, understand?"

The poor envoy's face was pale, and he was breathing hard with guilt and shortness of breath. His two trembling legs could hardly support his body. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and kept bowing to answer. Did not dare to straighten up.

Watching the envoy pick up the agreement and leave the hall backwards, his hurried steps were full of the rhythm of fleeing for his life.

The trembling figure of the envoy disappeared outside the hall. Cusina beckoned, and two guards stepped forward, lifted the stretcher on which the corpse was placed, and walked outside.

"Your Highness, this is the document that Dom was unfortunately assassinated by the Babylonians when he was inspecting the camp. Please have a look." He took out the parchment and handed it to the guard beside him. The guard was just about to deliver the document to Lemomenna, but she The movement of shaking hands stopped the pace.

Seemingly not interested in this matter, his idle eyes flickered across the window. "Go ahead and edit it beautifully. Don't leave any talk for the House of Lords. Also, leave for Hattusha tomorrow."

"Tomorrow!?" Aziz raised his voice in disbelief. Aziz, who was holding a cup and was about to drink, suddenly stopped, with surprise written on his face.

He nodded, stretched his legs, picked up the cup, and drank lightly with lowered eyes, not paying attention to Aziz's surprise. "If you don't want to go back, just stay a few more days and wait until the peace agreement is signed before returning."

With his mouth half open, he was speechless for a moment, whether his brain was damaged in the war, or the heart of the woman in front of him... I was too anxious.

Just when he was about to speak, Kusina took the lead. "Your Highness, the war has just ceased. The soldiers need time to recover their strength, and the wounded soldiers can't go on their way immediately. Shall we stay for a few more days for everyone to rest?"

Everyone understood the reason why Lemomenna was in a hurry to go back, but it was really inappropriate to return immediately.

Putting down the wine glass, the red light of the wine rippled in the bottom of the brown eyes, a layer of silent ripples, no hesitation, only determination. "Of course the army has to stay. First, let them adjust and rest, and second, to supervise Babylon's fulfillment of the peace agreement." Fingertips scratched their noses, unconscious small movements, a little shyness swept across their faces, which was rare. "I'll go back first, you don't have to follow."

"I will go back with you." Da Wuxia nodded silently and said.

"That..." Aziz scratched the back of his head with a look of disbelief. He really lost to these two people. Are they all made of iron?

"Your Highness, I am worried about your health. We came all the way from Hattusa in the starry night, and you went straight to the battlefield without stopping for a moment. Later, you led the army to pursue you here. During the three days of capturing the city, did you have any time to rest?" More than three hourglasses. Now, you have to return to Hattusa immediately, this, this... Please put your country first and take care of your health!" Although as a general, Kusina is famous for his carefulness , These days, he has clearly remembered the time when Lemomena slept.

I still remember that when they left Hattusha, Lemomenna told them about the fact that the Imperial Eagle Legion was lurking in the city of Amman in disguise. After being shocked, he admired her deep scheming even more.

The army was handed over to the deputy general and ordered them to rush to the border. Lemomenna only selected 100 people and rushed to Amman City first, which was faster than bringing tens of thousands of troops.

Therefore, when they appeared on the battlefield outside the city of Amman with the Imperial Eagle Legion, the magistrate who defended the city was surprised and delighted, and the bitter face almost burst into tears.

It was as if a gust of wind had brought silence, and the hall carved with gorgeous murals showed an embarrassing stalemate. You said nothing, and everyone waited for Lemomena's decision.

After a long while, when the surrounding atmosphere became strangely silent because of his own silence, Lemomena sighed softly, showing exhaustion that could not be concealed, and even a little bit of unshakable stubbornness.

"I'll set off at noon tomorrow, and you stay here until the army is adjusted, and come back with them." Seeing what Kusina wanted to say, she rested her elbows on her forehead, closed her eyes, and put away the bright stubbornness in her eyes , the indifferent voice came from the slightly drooping face, with a hint of indifference. "Okay, let's all go back and rest."

After looking at each other with Aziz, Kusina looked at Da Wuxia, asking for help.Da Wuxia shook his head, indicating that they don't need to persuade them anymore.

The three of them nodded respectfully to Lemomenna with their eyes closed, and Aziz sighed helplessly, which sounded along with the steps they turned and left.