Otherworldly Lord

With the king's order and the prime minister's order in front of him, Sai Wansi was completely confused and helpless.Gerryland is going to attack, and the lord of Gerryland is going to capture them, and they want to capture them alive?The king wants, why do you want to come...

Cyvans held his head in both hands, regretting his mistake.If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have killed Pan Wei. What's the matter?

The cavalry captain looked at Saivans' hard-working look, and secretly patted his chest. Sure enough, it was better to be a thug than a decision maker.

In the end, Cyvans couldn't think of a better solution.There is only one way in front of him, lead the troops to attack Greenland, then capture Song Mo, tie him up, and send him to the capital.

"It's really that simple..."

"Lord Governor?"

"It's nothing, I still have to think about it, you should step back first."

"As ordered."

After the cavalry captain left, Sevans thought about it, wrote another letter, and sent his attendants to Greland.He wanted to meet Song Mo, and in private, he didn't want anyone to know.

When the attendant took the letter to Greenland, Song Mo was organizing the people in the territory to start strengthening the wall, digging some inconspicuous shooting holes in the hidden places of the wall, and at the same time, let the dwarf brothers step up to make weapons.The production speed of the mortar is too slow, so put it aside for the time being, Josan and Mosby's main work now is to make rifles and repeating crossbows.

The three blacksmiths, including Ed and Hasan, led their apprentices to start making a large number of defensive equipment, shrinking the No. [-] catapult and bed crossbow, enough to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Dwarf Rhodes contacted several friends, and a large amount of ore was sent to Greenland.The steelmaking furnace of the dwarf brothers kept emitting black smoke day and night, and the clanging sound in the blacksmith shop did not stop for a moment.

Plenty of gunpowder was produced, ammunition for catapults, bullets for rifles, almost piled up into hills.

Johnson and Turo led the men to step up their training, and the swordsmanship of the eight monks including Harold was impressive.These eight people held long swords and round shields and formed a circle, relying on each other. It was by no means an easy task to break through them. This formation reminded Song Mo of the ancient Romans' circular formation.Compared with these monks, the swordsmanship that the men learned from the soldiers of the Northwest Province was not enough.

"If we add four more pikemen, even if there are twice as many cavalrymen, we won't be able to do anything to us." Harold said while wiping the sweat off his face.

Song Mo watched the monks spread out and showed others how to use long swords and round shields to attack the enemy and protect themselves, and said, "I thought the church was all cavalry."

"A secret known to others is no longer a secret." Harold put down the towel and looked at Song Mo, "The Church of Light has been established on the mainland for thousands of years, and it has developed to the present, not only relying on the teachings and those who uphold justice knight of the sword."

Song Mo turned his head to look at Harold, and suddenly asked: "You will be hunted down by knights, besides robbing girls for excitement, is it also related to this?"

"My lord, you are really smart." Harold put away his relaxed expression and became serious. "We once swore not to reveal this secret to anyone, but now we have broken the vow."

"so?"

"So, as a beneficiary, you must be responsible to us!"

Responsible?Song Mo's jaw almost fell to the ground.How does he feel that Harold who said these words is like a pure girl who has been deprived of her virginity and is crying while covering her face, and he is the big-hearted bastard leaning against the bed with a cigarette in his mouth? few?

It's just that this girl was rather tough, and she suddenly jumped up and grabbed Young Master Huaxin's neck, and punched him twice viciously: "Say, you kid is responsible?!"

Harold tied up his long hair and walked towards the men wielding long swords. After another round of fighting, he suddenly raised the sword in his hand and shouted to everyone: "For the lord! For Greland!"

The first to respond to him were the other seven monks, and then the exhausted men. They struck the round shield with their swords and shouted: "For the lord, for Greland!"

Everyone seemed to be infected by this passionate emotion.

Harold turned his head, with a sincere smile on his face that seemed to dispel all anxiety and gloom, "My lord, I, Harold, solemnly swear to be loyal to you and defend this free land!"

The mountain shout sounded again.

Song Mo rubbed his nose, and sure enough, compared with a professional magic stick, his level of fooling can only be regarded as an amateur third-dan.

The men were busy training, the women were busy making storable food, and anything edible was moved into the dungeons.The elderly and children also helped to do what they could, and the entire territory, like a war machine that had been turned on, was running at high speed.

The territory was in full swing, during which Duke Nelson jumped out of the small black room again, raising his thin arms and asking to join in this "sacred battle".

"What did you say?"

Song Mo's hand wiping the rifle paused, holy battle?

"Yes, this kind of holy war to defend the homeland with life and blood is 'jihad'!"

Hearing this word, Song Mo trembled involuntarily. Thinking of Ben X Deng, who first exploded Uncle Sam's chrysanthemum, and was then headshot by Uncle Sam, his expression suddenly became ferocious.Come on, is this guy cursing him to die? !

Grabbing Nelson's coat collar, the Duke of Gaul was once again dragged backwards by the Lord Gerryland and thrown into the small black room. Before closing the door, he specially found two goblins, "Look at him, don't finish drawing what I want , don’t allow him to come out!”

Under Nelson's eyes full of tears, the door of the small black room slammed shut.

The two goblins set up the drawing board and said to Nelson: "Your Excellency, you should follow the orders of the lord."

Nelson: "..."

Goblin: "Don't worry, we will work with you. As long as you really put yourself into it, you will find out what a refreshing job it is."

Nelson wiped away his tears, well, he is not too resistant to this job, although it is different from the "great art" he envisioned...

Just when Nelson was about to start writing, the goblin spoke again, "Your Excellency, we need to adjust our work today..."

A few minutes later, Nelson screamed at the top of his throat in the small dark room: "God of Light, why did you draw naked men!? And there are a total of forty of them!"

Song Mo, who heard Nelson's miserable scream, pulled his ears. The Duke's voice is really loud enough to sing soprano.If it is useful to call the God of Light, he will not be locked in a small dark room by himself now.

Rhys Myers sat across from Song Mo, and the tea in front of him was a bit cold.

Song Mo coughed lightly, "I have something to ask for your help..."

Reese rested his cheek with one hand, and brushed the corner of his lips with his little finger. His long brown hair fell from his shoulders, and his sea-blue eyes gradually became deeper as Song Mo's lips opened and closed.

"...are you listening?"

Song Mo was almost dry talking, but Reese didn't respond at all.He wondered if the guy opposite had fallen asleep with his eyes open?

"Listening."

Reese stretched out his hand, raised Song Mo's chin, and moved closer, "Every word uttered by this soft lips is like a sweet petal, falling on my heart."

"..." Song Mo grabbed Reese's wrist helplessly, "Can we be serious once?"

"I'm serious." Reese moved closer, "Every word I say to you comes from my heart."

Song Mo quietly looked at Reese for two seconds, sighed helplessly, stood up, and kissed Reese on the lips. After the kiss was over, he sat back on the chair and looked at Reese who was in a daze, "Now we can continue Have you talked?" We kissed each other, if this guy is not serious, he will be loaded!

His slender, fair fingers brushed against his lips, and Reese murmured, "It's the second time."

"what?"

"This is the second time you've taken the initiative to kiss me."

Reese got up and walked in front of Song Mo, pulled him up, hugged him in his arms, supported Song Mo's neck with one hand, and rubbed Song Mo's cheek, "Does this mean that you like me too?" ?”

Song Mo rested his chin on Reese's shoulder without making a sound.

like?For a pure man who has dreamed of a soft girl for more than 20 years, no matter how enchanting the beauty in front of him is, he is still a man.A man kissed, hugged and hugged him, but not long ago, a few shots would be light.To be able to kiss is Song Mo's limit.

But Song Mo also has to admit that he can still kiss Reese, if it's Jerrys...

Thinking of that ice cube face, Song Mo said that he really couldn't say anything.Even if he could speak, the elf must have poked a hole in himself with an arrow.

Song Mo's thoughts were floating in the air, and his lips were blocked.

The tip of the tongue protruded from the lips, licked it lightly, and the gentle rubbing between the lips brought a numb trembling, moist and sweet.It wasn't the first time Song Mo had performed "artificial respiration" mouth to mouth with Reese, but this time, even if he didn't want to, he had to admit that this kiss was very comfortable.

He was so comfortable that he couldn't help closing his eyes, wrapped one arm around Reese's shoulder, and clasped the back of Reese's neck with the other hand, and kissed him back fiercely!

Kissing and kissing, a hot current began to gather in the lower abdomen, and slightly cool hands reached into the hem of Song Mo's shirt, Song Mo shivered, and suddenly came back to his senses.

Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, his expression changed drastically.

Indeed, Reese put his hand into his clothes, but he took off Reese's coat, and one hand was still buckled on his belt, ready to be torn off at any time...

Reese noticed Song Mo's stiffness, and rubbed the top of Song Mo's hair, "What's wrong?"

Song Mo looked at Reese's blushing, extremely coquettish face, and his lower abdomen was hot again, and realized a very serious fact, I actually fell in love with a man? !After all, men are indeed impulsive animals!

"#@%#@￥%...%!"

"Honey, what language are you speaking?"

"Earth Celestial Language."

"..."

The charming atmosphere disappeared without a trace, Reese looked at Song Mo whose face was changing, and felt that it was not so interesting, so he couldn't help pinching Song Mo's nose, "Honey, do you want to see what you look like now? "

"I am willing! Don't you know there is a word called kaleidoscope?"

Reese was stunned for two seconds, then laughed and fell on Song Mo's shoulder. The warm breath sprinkled between Song Mo's necks, making him shrink back.

Pushing Reese away from his shoulder, "Okay, let's talk about business."

"Okay." Reese wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "You want me to help make weapons? No problem."

While speaking, he nodded Song Mo's lips, lowered his head and blew into Song Mo's ear, "As long as it is what you want, I will give it to you."