A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Basha and his men have been lurking in the secret passage for a long time.

He is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, patiently and quietly waiting for the opportunity to come.

In the battle in the evening two days ago, his fleet was beaten to pieces, and countless pirates raised their hands and surrendered.But he saw that there was nothing he could do, so he made a decisive decision, took a dozen of his confidants, put on the old clothes of poor citizens, abandoned the boat and jumped into the sea to escape.

Before escaping, people even used semaphore to order the pirate warships in the distance to break through desperately to attract everyone's attention.

In the end, two or three warships managed to break through and escape, and everyone thought he was on those ships, so they chased after them one after another.But no one thought that Basha would do the opposite. As a poor commoner, he sneaked into the city while people were in a hurry after the war.

How could he run away with his tail between his legs like a bereaved dog?

The pirate leader who had great ambitions to become a powerful presence on the sea sneered in his heart.

Don't think that if your fleet is defeated now, you will lose.

You know, the one who laughs last is the winner.

After capturing the former Tozes naval commander Taka, he tortured him, completely shattered the guy's proud spine, and forced him to confess everything without reservation.

Among the things Taka said, there was one thing that attracted Basha's attention, which is why Basha made up his mind to sneak into the city.

Taka said that in order to secretly transport important slaves, hide large sums of money, and secretly communicate with the consul, his elder brother and the consul secretly built a tunnel under the consul, one leading directly to his brother’s home, and one tunnel leading to his brother’s house. Ruins somewhere in the lower city.

Taka also said that the prince lived in the Consulate.

So Basha had a plan in mind.

Rather than running away in a desperate situation like now, with a crushing defeat and no chance of turning over again...he would rather take a desperate risk.

You know, pirates have always been outlaws.

Rather than living a worthless life in the future, he would rather risk his life and gamble!

As long as he wins the bet, he can turn everything around!

After sneaking into the city, Basha and his party, under the leadership of Taka, sneaked into the secret passage, and soon got into the underground of the ruling government.

What excited Basha was that among the exits in the consul's room, one of the exits happened to be at the prince's current residence.

It's like God is helping him.

He and his subordinates patiently waited for a long time at the exit of the secret passage, and finally waited until there was no one else in the room, so they immediately filed out and kidnapped the sick prince unconscious.

At this moment, the group of people had climbed out of the narrow section to a wider section.

Everyone buried their heads and walked forward quickly, but except for Taka who was tied up with a mournful face, the faces of the other pirates were full of unconcealable excitement.

As Basha walked, he kept looking sideways at the sack he was carrying under his hand.When he thought of who was in that sack, he felt extremely happy.

Even if he is as honorable as a prince of a country, it still falls into his hands.

Narrow eyes slightly narrowed, Basha thought in a good mood.

As long as this prince is in his hands, everyone in Tozes will be at his mercy.

He pondered.

First, get the army to release all the captured pirates.

Of course, all the ships must be handed over... It's a pity that there are not enough manpower to drive away, but it doesn't matter, the ones that can't be taken away will be burned on the spot.

Then, let them hand over enough property and women...

A fierce light flashed in Basha's eyes.

However, even if the Tozes had fulfilled all his demands, he would not return the prince who had ruined his good deed.

You know, it's all because of this brat that I ended up in such a miserable situation!

Otherwise, Tozes City would have been in his pocket long ago.

At that time, when he left with a full load of belongings, he would severely chop off the head of Prince Aaron Landis in front of everyone.

He wants everyone to know what will happen if he dares to fight against Basha!

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Not long after the pirates left with the prince, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the quiet room. The footsteps were very chaotic, and it was obvious that there was more than one person.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and the dark boots stepped into the room first.

In the next second, the boots snapped.

There was no one in the empty room.

In the snow-white bed, there was no figure of the blond boy who was supposed to be sleeping on it.

The several doctors who entered the door looked around in astonishment, but they couldn't find the prince.

what happened?

They wondered, looking at each other.

Heymos rushed to the bed in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to lift off the quilt. The quilt was still warm, and it was obvious that Garlan was still lying here a few minutes ago.

A slight breeze came from behind, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw that the wooden window that he had closed by himself not long ago to prevent air leakage was wide open at the moment.

His breathing stopped for a second at this moment, and his body also paused for a moment.

"What's going on? Why are you crowding around here?"

A loud voice came from outside, the blond knight stretched out his hand and pushed aside the doctor and maid who were blocking the doorway, who were whispering, and strode in.

A burly man with dark complexion and rough skin came in behind him. There was a tattoo representing his slave status on the man's muscular and muscular upper arm.

"Prince Heymos?"

Seeing the scene in the room, Kaihos, who had brought that special middle-aged slave to see Garlan, was terrified.

He walked over quickly.

"What happened? Isn't His Highness Garlan resting here?"

Heymos ignored him, and he stood by the bed with a gloomy face and a terrifying aura exuding from his whole body.

Before Keyhos could get to the bed, he turned around abruptly, and stepped to the open window a few steps.

At a glance, at the edge of the window, a torn strip of cloth was hanging on the corner, fluttering in the wind.He stretched out his hand and pulled the cloth strip off, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Keyhos had followed to the window.

Seeing the current scene and Heymos' actions, his heart sank heavily.

He glanced at the cloth strip in Heymos' hand, and asked in a low voice, "Has His Highness been kidnapped? Is it a remnant of pirates?"

Heymos didn't answer, but just clenched the cloth strip in his hand tightly, and the bulging veins were faintly visible on the back of his hand.

The gaze from those golden red eyes staring out of the window was extremely terrifying.

He turned around abruptly, and sternly yelled at the black-armored knights who had heard the sound and were already standing at the door.

"Immediately martial law throughout the city! Close the city gates! No one is allowed to enter or leave!"

Keyhors followed closely behind him.

"Let's search separately!"

The knight outside the door nodded solemnly and was about to disperse immediately.They guarded the door, but did not realize that someone sneaked into the room and took the prince away. It was their dereliction of duty.

If they didn't know that the most urgent thing right now is to find the prince, they would directly plead guilty at this moment.

The mature slave man who followed Kehoes showed a puzzled look as soon as he entered the door. He sniffed vigorously with his nose, as if he could smell some smell left in the air.Then, he wandered around the house, his beast-like sharp gaze swept the whole house from beginning to end.

Finally, his eyes fell on one place.

When Heymos and Keyhos were about to rush out the door, he stopped them with his mouth.

"My lord, if you rush out like this, the prince will be taken away."

His words brought Heymos and Keyhos to an abrupt halt.

Both of them turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

The man didn't talk nonsense, he just grabbed a chair and slammed it down.The wooden chair shattered, leaving only a chair leg in his hand.

The man walked quickly to the fireplace, and directly poked the inside of the fireplace with his wooden legs.

After a few pokes, there was a dull sound at first, and then there was a sudden bang. It was obvious that the place where the chair leg hit was not solid with bricks and stones, and it seemed to be empty inside.

The man thought, sure enough.

Sweeping dusty hearths is usually a slave job, and he did it many times before he became a gladiator.

Just now, he came in and took a look around, and he felt that something was wrong with the fireplace, as if it was too clean, and there was no filth over the years.

In the next second, he pushed hard again, and there was a loud bang in the room, and the hidden door there was slammed open by him with brute force, revealing a passage half the height of a person.

Without saying a word, the man crawled in with his head bowed.

Leaving the situation of the Consulate in charge of Seth who came in a hurry, Heymos and Kaihos went straight into the secret passage with their respective knights.

Seeing all kinds of traces left in the secret passage, everyone's heart tightened. It seems that the prince must have been taken away from here by the remnants of pirates.Immediately, they quickened their pace to catch up.

Just halfway through the chase, I encountered a problem again.The dark passage forked in the middle, leading to two directions respectively.

Judging from the traces in the secret passage, there are traces of people leaving on both passages.

Now there is really no time to think carefully, and there is no room for half a mistake. Heymos and Kaihos simply split into two groups, and each of them picked a path and hurriedly chased them down.

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After rushing through the secret passage for a long time, Basha, who has always been meticulous, deliberately divided three or four men at the fork, and asked them to tie Taka to the secret passage leading to Taka's brother's house in the upper city.

Although he felt that the secret passage would take a while to be discovered, but in case of being discovered, this could delay or reduce the pursuit of troops to some extent.

He got in from the entrance of the secret passage in the remote ruins of the lower city, and left two confidantes guarding the entrance, and ordered them to do two more things while guarding there.

Now that the prince has been successfully kidnapped, he will naturally go out from there.

When he got to the end of the secret passage, the entrance of the secret passage was blocked by two wooden boards. Basha squatted in the corner and knocked on the wooden boards again and again, sending out the agreed signal with the knocking sound. The scimitar, with its body tensed and ready to go, assumed a posture of attacking at any time.

Not long after, there was another knocking sound of a signal outside, which was a signal he had agreed with his subordinates in advance.

He breathed a sigh of relief and put down the scimitar.

Soon, the wooden door was opened, and the firelight came in from the outside.

It was already night, and it was already pitch black outside. Two of Basha's men were waiting at the door holding torches.

Seeing Basha come out with his companions, the two also breathed a sigh of relief.

Basha crawled out of the secret passage with the four people behind him.

Because the mood was so tense and the rush was too fast, several people were sweating profusely and panting, especially the pirate who was carrying the sack was so tired that his forehead and hair were drenched with sweat.

He put the sack he was carrying on the ground, sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

Basha wanted to confirm whether the prince was still unconscious, and was a little worried that he would be smothered to death in the sack, so he stepped forward, tore open the sack, and released him.

The released boy lay on the ground with his head tilted slightly, revealing his slender and fair side neck.

The flowing gold-like long hair was scattered all over the ground, like molten gold flowing all over the ground.

The light of the torch reflected on the soft and fair skin, and the bright red from the burning added an indescribable allure to the fair skin.

The loose clothes fell down loosely, revealing half of the graceful shoulders, and the arc of the collarbone that was outlined was very attractive.

The boy closed his eyes, his pale pink lips parted slightly, and he breathed out hastily.

Thin red skin oozes fine sweat, he frowned, with a somewhat uncomfortable look on his face, his butterfly-like eyelashes trembled from time to time, and the tip of the eyelashes seemed to sweep across people inexplicably. deep in my heart.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, several pirates kept their gazes fixed and their breathing stagnated, and even Basha was silent for a moment.

After a while, the pirate with the torch swallowed and spoke in a low voice.

"Boss, this little prince...is really pretty."

"idiot."

Basha slapped the speaking pirate hard on the head, and said sharply.

"Hurry up, don't rest, if those guys find out that the prince is gone, and the whole city is under martial law, it will be difficult for us to go out."

While ordering a pirate guarding the entrance of the secret passage to carry the prince up, he urged the pirates who were resting on the ground to get up and hurry on their way at night.

Under his stern urging, several pirates who had only rested for less than a few minutes stood up.

A pirate was bending down and stretching out his hand, intending to carry the prince who was still in a coma on his back.

And the other pirate holding the torch turned around and found a rope next to the entrance of the secret passage, which was arranged by the two of them according to the boss's instructions when they were guarding the entrance of the secret passage.

He drew out his scimitar, intending to cut off the tight rope.

Basha looked up at a distant place in the night, in front of him was a huge area of ​​ruins, it was the ruins of the temple, and the incomplete hall still stood, among which the broken pillars collapsed, and there were many ruins in the hall. Few boards and fabrics were scattered.

Go around the ruins and rush to the river not far away, there will be a fast boat waiting to pick him up there.

As long as he holds this prince hostage on board...

The glimpse of him under the firelight just now flashed in his mind, and his heart became a little hot.

At that time, the kidnappers were in a hurry, so they didn't pay much attention to see it, but looking at it now, the little prince is indeed pretty.

He has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen such a good-looking person.

Although he decided not to return the prince, it seemed a bit too wasteful to cut off the head of such a beautiful boy.

Basha thought.

Anyway, he has always been not taboo between men and women.

Why not hide this little prince, train him well, and make him his own taboo...

Just when Basha was smugly imagining the future where he would lead countless pirates, drive countless pirate warships, and take the beautiful young prince to the sea, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

A sense of crisis suddenly surged into my heart.

Basha dodged instinctively.

With a whoosh, a sharp arrow missed his back, but still pierced his body fiercely, piercing his chest all at once.

There were several wailing sounds in succession, followed by the sound of a heavy body falling to the ground.

He escaped the fatal arrow, but his subordinates did not have his ability and luck, and were pierced through their throats and hearts by the sharp arrows shot from the secret passage.

As soon as Basha turned around, he saw that his subordinates had fallen to the ground, their eyes widened, their pupils dilated, and they lost their breath.

All were killed by one arrow.

His pupils shrank violently, and he subconsciously looked into the secret passage where the sharp arrow was shot.

In the dark tunnel, in the faint light of the fire, a pair of golden-red eyes looked from a distance full of evil spirit.

There was a cold light in the bottom of his eyes, which was extremely frightening.

That glance actually made him, a vicious pirate, jump in fear for a moment.

But after that shock, Basha's ferocity as a pirate was completely aroused.

He had a ferocious face, but he faced several incoming arrows abruptly, and let the arrows pierce his shoulders and legs—he desperately slammed the wooden door at the entrance of the secret passage with a bang. .

Then, he turned around and slashed heavily with the machete in his hand, cutting off the rope that his men hadn't had time to cut.

With a loud bang, the gravel piled up above the sloping tunnel entrance suddenly fell down, completely burying the tunnel entrance tightly.

Holding a scimitar, Basha stood panting at the entrance of the secret passage, with several arrows pierced into his body, one of which pierced through his chest.

Standing in the dark night, he looked at the entrance of the secret passage blocked by gravel, looked at the corpses of his subordinates, and listened to the sound of impact coming from the entrance of the buried passage.

Lost the bet.

He gritted his teeth and thought.

He lost another bet.

His eyes turned to the boy who was still lying quietly on the ground and fell asleep.

His eyes were ferocious, and his face was even more ferocious.

Basha made a terrible and crazy decision at this moment.

He bent down to pick up a torch that fell on the ground, then bent down again, and carried Garlan on his shoulder.

Then, with the last of his strength, he staggered towards the ruins of the temple not far away.

Behind him, in the entrance of the secret passage blocked by gravel, dull crashing sounds continued to resound in the night.

On the road he walked, drops of blood dripped on the ground.

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Step by step, with his last breath, Basha carried Garlan into the depths of the ruined hall of the temple.

There were bloodstains everywhere he walked.

His burly body wobbled along the way, as if he would fall down anytime and anywhere.But he clenched his teeth and held on to the breath.

His teeth were clenched so hard that the muscles in his face began to spasm and twitch.

After making several turns in the ruins of the temple, Basha put Garlan down when he reached the depths of the ruins.

Then he walked back step by step.

Walking around the ruins, he could smell the faint smell of oil in the air.

He grinned.

That's what he asked the two men who stayed behind to do. They sprinkled oil around the ruins, and when they fled, they set it ablaze here, so as to distract the attention of the pursuers.

Basha stood at the entrance of the ruins hall.

The blood from the corner of his mouth was constantly oozing out.

He stood there grinning grimly, throwing the torch in his hand onto the pile of discarded wood.

With a bang, the oiled wood burst into flames, and the flames spread in all directions in an instant.

In just a few minutes, the Great Hall of the Ruins burned violently.

In the dark night, crimson flames surrounded Basha in the ruins.

He stood in the flames, laughing hysterically, maniacally.

I lost.

You don't even want to win!

I want all of you to just watch your prince die in flames with me, a damned pirate!