From Concubine to Pharaoh [Transmigration Book]

Solan's army had to speed up the march because the food was about to run out, and rushed to the vicinity of Giza a day earlier. This was an unexpected change for Erich.

But things had already happened, so Erich could only tell Solan to be careful, and reminded Solan not to let the army approach Giza's camp immediately, and wait on the periphery for now.

Solan complied, but at the same time, he would be too cautious if he continued to complain about the gods in his heart.

His army came to Giza entirely because of lack of food.If it weren't for this, he could have walked around.After all, there are such bad memories left here.

Even when he arrived at Giza, all Soran needed to do was to send a few teams to the warehouses where the food was stored, transport the food and grass needed by the border army out of the warehouses, and then join the army and leave Giza, that's all.

Erich could hear Soran complaining in his heart.He was speechless for a while, but he really couldn't find a reason that could make Solan feel that the crisis was coming, so he could only settle for the next best thing, and told his other favored man, Anuo, to pay attention to all abnormalities, and in case of emergency Just pray to God all the time.

A Nuo hurriedly agreed one by one, and then glanced at the several war horses behind him.

These horses have recently run out of beans, and the beans that were originally used to feed the horses are stewed half-baked, and mixed with the only remaining wheat porridge for people to eat.

The war horses naturally don't know how to protest, but recently they can only gnaw some green grass on the side of the road to satisfy their hunger.

Arnold looked a little distressed.He looked up into the distance, and he could already vaguely see the tip of the Great Pyramid protruding from the horizon.

Arnold thought to himself: Could there be a situation worse than the complete lack of food for an army of tens of thousands?

In the king's tent of Giza, Delos frowned tightly, and asked coldly, "My lord, is this really the only way out?"

The great priest Dahor held his slightly bald head, with a signature submissive smile on his face, and replied softly: "This is the end of the matter, this is really the only way out."

"Nearly half of the population of Lower Egypt gathered in Giza, and it is believed that the gods must be watching here."

Dahor stretched out his right hand and pointed his five fingers together to the sky.

"If I, Dahool, really have the slightest selfishness, let Jiao Lei fall from the sky and strike me..."

……

Delos couldn't help raising his eyes——

The surroundings were quiet, and the two guards designated by Dahor, together with Jangalai, stood around with a blank expression.

There was no Jiao Lei in the air, no sizzling electric snakes, nothing.

The only explanation is: Dahoor's move is really selfless, and it is for the sake of the whole of Lower Egypt.

Delos could only nod his head, expressing his belief in Dahor's words, and waved his hand: "Go and inform the border army."

The great priest immediately walked to the tent of the king's tent, opened the curtain by a line, and gave instructions to the attendants waiting outside in a low voice.

From Jangalai's position, it was impossible to see who was outside.But you can hear clear footsteps going away, and it didn't take long before the sound of horseshoes...

Dahor turned around, as if he had done nothing, with a flattering smile on his face, and returned to Delos again.

"So, I need to guide people to walk up the four towers by themselves? What method should I use?"

Delos asked Dahor.

"My king is wise and wise, that's exactly what it is."

Dahol responded flatteringly, and at the same time added, "The method used is nothing more than a word of deceit."

The muscles on Delos' face trembled, as if he didn't think that Dahhor was so brazen and dared to say these two words in front of him.

Immediately, Delos' expression turned dark again, and he laughed wryly at himself and said, "That's right, besides cheating, how else can I, a pharaoh, be able to rule Egypt?"

"When the original wakes up and the power to dominate everything is restored, you will become the master of the entire Egypt again, and you will have the supreme power."

Delos turned around and laughed, as if to say: You are probably cheating too.

"Of course, the deceit that the old minister just mentioned is a white lie, and it is to guide those dull peasants on the road to gain a new life, so that they can live a better life and become better people."

"After all, you have also seen that when the original was born, what it did was to separate the dirty from the clean, and the fine from the rough. You are pushing the filth and the rough in this world to the tower and helping them Become a clean and refined soul, and release an energy that cannot be underestimated."

"If you directly tell these ignorant civilians the consequences of going to the high platforms, they will definitely stay away from those high platforms."

"But if you use a more tactful method to make them willingly follow your guidance. Not only will you get twice the result with half the effort, but the civilians will also be able to accept their fate more calmly—"

"In fact, from the moment they were born, their fate was doomed. They must sacrifice themselves today to help the great primordial awaken and restore their strength—they were only a small part of this link from beginning to end, and Destined to take this step, to complete this link..."

As Dahoore said, he stretched out his hand and drew a ring in the air.

When Delos heard this, he seemed a little moved. He frowned and pondered for a while, then turned to look at the high priest, and asked in a low voice: "So, what if they don't believe it? Or, they are afraid...or, Did they see a flaw?"

Dahoor's eyes widened into two slits, as if laughing at Pharaoh's needless worries.

"Don't worry, isn't there still border troops?"

It was said that even the pharaoh changed his color slightly for a while.

Is he still going to use the border army from Lower Egypt to drive the civilians from Lower Egypt to complete...that matter?

"Of course, all force has its drawbacks."

If you are lucky enough to find the 'primordial lotus, then everything will be solved naturally.But since you don't have any clues about this 'primordial miracle', you have no choice - please use the power of deception if deceit and lies are not enough.So please don't hesitate to use force! "

Dahol finished speaking in one breath, and glanced at the three guards including Jangalai.

Jangalai, who had been standing upright like a tree trunk in the corner of the king's tent, still had his chest straight, his face stiff, his eyes staring directly at the opposite tent, his mind was blurred.

Everything Dahol said was like running water, flowing past his ears without leaving any impression.

He was even confused in his heart, not knowing who he was and what his name was...

Only a small area deep inside, the only safe place, is constantly reminding him that I am Jangarai.

"Okay, you three are responsible for guarding His Majesty tonight!"

Dahool ordered in a commanding tone.

"Guide, you are responsible for guiding His Majesty's direction; guard, you two must protect His Majesty's safety at all costs, and ensure that everything can be completed smoothly tonight!"

Delos was contemplating with his chin resting on one hand, and didn't even notice Jangalai and the others who were quickly approaching him.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, please pay the bill!"

Jancale heard his own voice speak courteously.

As if awakened with a start, Delos looked up at Dahor beside him.Immediately, he raised his feet and led the three of them, including Zhan Jialai, to the exit of the king's tent.

When he came to Jangalai, he stopped suddenly and turned to look at Dahor: "Are you really sure that the nine-pillar gods of Heliopolis have no power to fight back against the new gods. Therefore, we must rely on the original power?"

Da Hall suddenly smiled brightly——his old face suddenly seemed to have gained a bit of youthfulness, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared instantly.

"My lord, Dahor is sure—"

"Because of them, no one can even rush to send a lightning bolt on Dahor's head at this moment—"

With such words, Dahol's smile became more and more strange.

Delos recalled their previous conversation, his eyes widened, and he finally realized something.

Dahor had already calculated everything, and he, Delos, had no choice.

And Dahoor's figure began to fade little by little in the depths of the king's tent until it disappeared.

At the same time, Jan Galle seemed to take a deep breath in his heart, and he finally woke up.

The voice of I am Jangalai in his heart gradually amplified throughout his body.But the secrets he heard in the tent just now are still like a cloud of fog, and he can't remember anything.At this moment, he was terrified and afraid, so he could only pray to God Amon secretly in his heart.

However, the gods responded quickly in his heart: "Don't be afraid, the gods will bless you!"

Jangalai immediately regained his composure, and suddenly he heard a long sigh from the pharaoh beside him.

At this moment, Delos looked like a desperate sleepy lion.

His eyes were red, he looked outside the king's tent, but he couldn't say a single word for a long time.

Outside the tent, the sun has already started to set.The Great Pyramid of Giza is dragging longer and longer shadows to the east, facing a phantom moon on the light blue sky in the east.

The militia teams everywhere started to call it a day, and the smoke from the women's teams went straight up into the sky.

Around the construction site in Giza, the uniform horns no longer sounded, and the noises from all directions were noisy, relaxed, leisurely, and at the same time fresh and extremely vivid.

Hundreds of thousands of beings gather here to create such a chaotic but intimate scene——

People get together to provide for each other, support each other, and comfort each other... Even if they are humble and small, they still live a real life.

Only Delos stood alone in front of the king's tent, letting the setting sun stretch his shadow a little bit.

"Walk--"

Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, Delos walked away from the king's tent with three entourages with rigid faces like zombies.

Erich imagined Dahoor's stinky face, and felt itchy in her heart. She wanted to throw an electric discharge a long time ago, so that he could enjoy the feeling of electric snakes scurrying around his head and burning smell everywhere.

But she resisted the urge—until Dahor or Delos revealed their full plans thoroughly and frankly, she couldn't just bombard Dahor just yet.

After all, she still can't understand what happened to Dahor.Blow away the Dahol in front of you, will another Dahol appear in another place?Like the great priest's wife can also be resurrected?

At this moment, she doesn't have much choice than Tilos. All she can do now is to continue to follow Jangalai's vision and understand everything that happened in the civilian camp in Giza;

The other is to keep an eye on the dynamics of Solan and Arnold to understand what problems the border army may encounter.

Erich raised her eyes and glanced at Senmut who was sitting not far away—the priest of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom was concentrating on it, and her eyes never left the twentieth palace she laid in front of him. grid.

This state has been going on for about an hour, and the original baby Ou Nai has long been impatient, and is sleeping soundly on the small rocker pushed by Urania.

But Senmut kept moving the papyrus card in front of him, trying to combine the [-] hieroglyphs in front of him into a smooth and reasonable possibility.

Sometimes he just moved a few cards, and then quickly put them back in place.

And sometimes he would move the cards beyond recognition and almost reassemble them into shape. After a long test, he overturned this attempt and put all the cards back to their original positions.

But no matter how hard Senmut tried, he was able to return the cards to their original positions without error, even if they were completely shuffled.

At this point, Senmut and Erich are almost on par, and both of them have a photographic memory.The four-hundred-character twenty-square grid, the two of them can remember the sequence as long as they have seen it once.

But it's nothing to show off, if you can't solve this [-]-square grid as soon as possible, no matter how good your memory is, it's useless——Alice sighed slightly in her heart, and turned her eyes away.

This time, she always felt that the opponent had already painted a complete mural in front of her.

But the most important parts of the picture are covered with linen, and the content behind it is faintly visible.

However, if she can't see the whole picture of the mural clearly, she can't say that her decision is correct at all.

It is for this reason that Elich has been slow to make a decision.She had no sympathy for the two men who were close relatives.

It doesn't matter whether it's bombing Dahor or killing Delos.But the premise is that the other party will not make a second move because of this, let her fall into the trap, and get out of control.

At this time, Jangalai had followed the order of Tyros and brought the pharaoh to a newly built royal tomb building.

The royal guards that had been dispatched earlier had already gathered peasants, craftsmen, logistics and women from more than a dozen nearby peasant villages. People were crowded in front of the tower built with huge stones, ready to listen to the pharaoh.

Unexpectedly, Pharaoh just stretched out his hand and clapped lightly.

I saw a young woman dressed as an Egyptian civilian turning out from behind the high tower, with a three or four-year-old boy beside her.

Erich, who saw all this through Gengale's vision, almost couldn't hold back her surprise, and exclaimed.

This is the pair of mother and son that Pharaoh came forward to expel last time. Elyse was very sure that in order to stabilize the trust of the favored Jangalai in God Amon, she had sent the pair of mother and son to Upper Egypt in advance.

At this moment, Ellie hopes that the pair of mother and son with stiff limbs and stiff expressions in front of her will have a more specific understanding of the word deceit in her heart.