The defenders of the main port of Rees finally spotted the huge fleet approaching late at night.
The shrill sound of horns cut through the silent night sky and instantly spread throughout the main island.
However, this alarm came too late.
When the fleet appeared like a ghost off the port, the morale of the defenders collapsed completely.
Although some instinctively tried to resist and blew the horn, more people had already dropped their weapons and began to collapse.
Seeing this, Liu Qian commanded the local soldiers to land.
He took the lead and set foot on the land of the main island.
The elite soldiers followed closely behind, quickly defeating the sporadic resistance in the port area and firmly controlling the docks.
Immediately, the army rushed like a flood of bursting banks, along the streets of Pea, towards the center of the city, towards the White Palace on the hill.
Heavy footsteps, the clanging of the nails, the shouts of the soldiers, and the sporadic bursts of short screams completely tore up Reese's quiet night.
Countless sleeping Reese people were awakened and peeked through the cracks in the windows in fear, only to see countless strange soldiers in stubbornness and fierce faces surging in the streets, and they immediately retracted their heads in fright, locked the doors tightly, and shivered in the darkness.
In the Governor's Council, the First Governor, Lansono Hayne, was in high spirits, reviewing the latest report on the mercenary group's marching position by dim candlelight.
Every report made him anxious, and he desperately hoped that the mercenaries who only recognized the golden dragon would arrive in the disputed land sooner and sooner. In order to ensure that the hinterland of the rich manor would not be plundered, he had deployed the 25,000 slave soldiers that Denako had barely assembled around the outpost tower and on the main road to the hinterland.
At this moment, there was a faint noise in the direction of the city below the mountain.
At first it was a vague noise, followed by the sound of metal crashing, and finally a clearly distinguishable and getting closer and closer shout.
Lansono stood up suddenly, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and a slave guard almost crawled into the chamber, his voice crying: "My lord! Oh no! Orientals.:. Oriental armies.... Kill in! "
Lansono's eyes went black, Venus flashed wildly, and he was almost unsteady.
Oriental?!
Aren't they in a disputed land?
Isn't it a confrontation at the outpost tower?
How could it be in Reese?!
Countless questions and a great sense of absurdity hit his mind.
However, the cold reality instantly extinguished everything.
The shouts of killing were rapidly approaching the Governor's Palace.
No matter how the enemy came and how many troops there were, the empty city of Reese at the moment was powerless to resist.
"They... How many people are there? Lansono's voice was extremely dry, "Very... A lot! In the air... Already... It's almost at the palace gate! The soldier burst into tears.
Lansono took a deep breath and forced down the churning fear and vertigo.
It's over, Reese is done.
The slave army was far away in the disputed land, and the whip was beyond reach.
He suddenly pulled out the richly decorated saber at his waist, the blade reflecting the cold light in the candlelight.
"Follow me!"
He roared at the only dozen loyal guards left around him, his voice with a desperate determination.
He had been the first governor of Reese for many years, and the worst result in the face of the enemy was death.
At least, he was familiar with every secret passage and every back door in the city.
"Go from the secret passage of the garden and rush out! As long as he lives, there is still hope for Reese! "
The back garden of the Governor's Palace is a mess.
Lansono took his guards to cut down two lone enemy soldiers and successfully infiltrated a narrow and dark alley.
Hope is ahead, as long as you pass through this alley, you can reach the relatively safe old town.
However, at the entrance of the alley, he saw a figure that shocked him under the firelight.
Denak, a member of the Governor's Council, was being held to his throat by a burly soldier with a cold blade, and his face was undisguised with fear.
When Denaco's gaze met Lansono's in the dark, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and screamed sharply: "It's him!" Catch him! He is the first governor Lansono Hayne! Don't let him run! "
Lansono's heart instantly sank into the abyss, and the great sense of anger and betrayal nearly engulfed him.
Without hesitation, he turned around and ran desperately towards the depths of the alley.
However, the heavy footsteps behind him were like bone maggots, and two elite warriors bit him hard.
Lansono is old and frail, where can he outrun these elite soldiers like wolves and tigers.
Soon, exhausted, he was thrown to the ground, cold dirt stuffed his mouth and nose, and his sword flew out of his hand, making a piercing scratching sound on the stone pavement.
When the first pale rays of dawn pierced the eastern horizon, the shouts of the city of Reese finally subsided, leaving only sporadic cries and shouts of the victors.
Smoke mixed with the smell of blood filled the city.
Liu Qian sat in the grand and empty main hall of the Governor's Parliament Palace, with a high-back chair covered with gorgeous silk that Lansono had sat on.
His gaze swept over the three prisoners who were kneeling on the ground in the center of the hall.
The first governor, Lansono, with anger and humiliation on his face, and Denaco, shaking like chaff.
The defense of Reese City is fragile beyond imagination, even inferior to the fortress of Telosi, which is not Liu Qian's delusion.
Since the division of the Third Daughter Kingdom, the three city-states have completely demilitarized.
War relies entirely on mercenaries, and law and order is maintained by slave soldiers who have no sense of honor and will to fight.
When the real elite warriors rushed in with bloody murderous intent, these slave soldiers could not even organize a decent resistance, and a fierce look could make them paralyze to the ground.
Liu Qian looked at them, his eyes were cold, and his voice echoed in the hall: "Where is Trig Omorun?" "
Denako seemed to have grasped the last straw and flatteringly replied: "Your Majesty, Trigg must have taken advantage of the chaos!" "
Jelena on the side looked at Liu Qian and shook her head slightly: "The city defense is chaotic, the port has fallen, and he has probably escaped by boat." "
Liu Qian nodded, a bereaved dog, not a worry for the time being.
He looked at Lansono and sneered: "Master Lansono, don't come safely, I remember that at my coronation, I also saw the messenger you sent. "
Lansono raised his head and looked resolute: "Oriental, in your hands, I have nothing to say.... However, I never expected that such a traitor would come out of my governor's council! "
His angry gaze fell on Denako.
Denako was stung by this gaze, but retorted sharply: "Lansono, it's not because of you!" You recruited so many slaves, how many people's businesses have you ruined, my family's cotton fields and perfume workshops have less labor, and there are thousands of golden dragons every season, who will compensate me? Whoever becomes this first governor is the same for me, but my golden dragon cannot be missing! "
Lansono looked at this villain who put his personal self-interest above the survival of the entire city-state, and his chest swelled with endless anger and sorrow.
The governor of Rees has fallen to this point.
"Enough!"
Liu Qian's cold voice interrupted the ugly dispute.
"The unnecessary quarrel ends here, now, send the three governors on the road."
Denako instantly paralyzed and let out a pig-killing scream: "Your Majesty, spare your life!" I am willing to be loyal, I am willing to give all my wealth! Spare me, spare me! "
Liu Qian's eyes did not fluctuate at all: "Because you betrayed your companions, I will accept your allegiance?" Tomorrow, will you sell my head to the next higher bidder for the same price? "
Denako froze, and the light in his eyes instantly went out, leaving only boundless ashes.
Liu Qian raised his hand slightly and signaled.
The soldier beside him was expressionless, raising his knife and falling with his hand.
The cold light flashed, and the three once noble heads rolled down on the cold and smooth obsidian floor, their expressions frozen in shock, anger and despair.
The blood quickly spread across the ground.
Liu Qian looked at the head on the ground and said coldly:
"Marinate it with salt and lime, send someone to the disputed place, and let the mercenaries who are still on their way take a good look at what the financiers who hired them look like now."