As Thunder expected, the half-month army, which was pacified by Gaza in the Desert Kingdom, returned triumphantly.

How many people were there when they went there, how many people were when they came back? In addition, they also brought a group of messengers from the desert and Gaza's confidants.

This envoy named Galong lives in the city lord's mansion and asked for his name to see Thunder.

The Lord of Elland smiled bitterly. He was obviously Farak's garrison, but now he was slumped to Thunder's head. However... The Lord of the Lord of the City is somewhat self-aware. Apart from being very accurate in judging people, Elland did not have much advantage. He understood even more that if it were not for Thunder, the battle to protect Farak might have turned into another sad result.

Therefore, the Lord of Elland endured the slightly rude language behavior of the desert messenger and sent someone to the manor outside the city to invite Thunder to come.

Thunder was rinsing his mouth, wrapped in clear water, spraying it onto the ground, rubbing the corner of his mouth and saying to the soldier who came to report the message: "Tell the desert robber with his mouth growing on the asshole to come over by himself."

The soldier blinked his eyes and was stunned for a while, staring at Thunder's back with a little at a loss.

In the end, Lao Ka dragged him out and said impatiently: "You can do whatever you want, and what to do while standing stupidly?"

The soldiers hurried back to report the news, which annoyed the desert envoy. The desert minister from the palace had always lived in Shabak. Although he had heard of this battle, he was aware of his identity and did not take the legendary Lei Shaxing seriously. In addition, Kudes was defeated by him, so Galong wanted to give him a warning.

But unexpectedly, this result was the end, and Galong's nose was almost pissed.

Lord Elland sneered from the side. Scott saw a mere defeated man so arrogant. He wanted to rush up and punch him twice, but was pulled by the Lord.

Both sides were in a stalemate. The desert envoy insisted that Lei Ting go to the city lord's mansion to meet him. Lei Ting didn't miss him.

Thunder is not in a hurry. He can more or less guess the envoy's mind. Although he has been defeated, he still needs to have a strong backbone to face the reality with a relatively tough attitude. In this way, he can gain a certain amount of bargaining chips in future negotiations.

But Galong is so anxious. This time, he came with the mission of Gaza. He was shouldering a major mission. If it was messed up, the consequences would be unimaginable. Ceylon has not yet agreed to live in peace with the desert kingdom. Gaza had just conquered the desert and it would take a long time to stabilize the royal power. If Ceylon suddenly changed his mind at this time, the fun would be huge.

After being hung up for four or five days, the envoy living in the city lord's mansion became anxious and didn't care about face. He took a ticket to inquire about the direction and headed towards the manor outside the city.

Lord Elland and Scott hid aside and looked at this funny scene. It was not until the Desert Messenger disappeared from sight that Elland curled hatefully: "It's a shame!"

Scott nodded violently: "Yeah, it's really cheap." Then he pulled his feet and chased over there, running and said, "I'll go and see."

Galong brought a group of people to the manor gate, but was stopped by a group of militias with a murderous aura. Under the secret instructions of someone, the militia rushed forward and pulled Galong off the short horse. Galong was so scared that he screamed. Hundreds of followers instantly drew out their swords to protect the palace minister.

The militia remained calm and their hearts were beating. They rushed over and quickly disarmed the desert humans, and threw them aside one by one. Then several people dragged Galong to a hidden place, punching and kicking.

The militia were very sensible and fought in some softer places. The Galong messenger was bloated and had a rich and obese feeling, and it was also very satisfying to fight.

Galong shouted angrily: "I am the desert messenger, I want to see Thunder! You dare to hit me. Is this how to treat the messenger? I want to sue your grand duke... Alas!"

"What are he shouting?" one of the militia asked, scratching his ear.

"I can't hear clearly." Another one replied pretending.

"Covering his mouth, it sounds even worse than a pig or beast."

The tragedy lasted for ten minutes and was finally stopped by Thunder.

"What are you doing?" Thunder rushed over with a majestic look on his face.

"Reporting to the Lord, I found a group of armed men of unknown origin that wanted to invade the manor. I was asking according to your previous instructions." A militia replied loudly.

"Beautiful job!" Lei Ting pulled away several militiamen, lifted Galong with one hand, and immediately exclaimed lightly, looking at the beheaded messenger in front of him with a puzzled face and said, "Why are you wearing the clothes of a desert human?"

"I...I am the messenger...I am the messenger of King Gazha!" Galon said weakly, squeezing his swollen eyelids.

"What did he say?" Thunder turned his head and asked the militia, and everyone shook their heads together.

At this time, Scott ran over and said sadly as he ran: "Thunder, why did you beat the desert messenger?"

The expression on Scott's face was quite wonderful. He obviously wanted to laugh, but he had to hold it in his strength, pretending to be panicked, as if his father had been dead.

"What? He is the desert messenger?" Thunder asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, he is the messenger from the desert!" Scott rushed to the side and supported Galong, patted the dust on his body, and asked softly: "Sir, are you not doing well, are you?"

"I am the messenger, I am really the messenger!" Ga Long's mouth was full of blood and he was speechless. As he spoke, he took out a document from his chest and handed it to Lei Ting with trembling hands.

Thunder took it and immediately patted his forehead and said, "It's really a desert messenger. Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I said it, they still fight!" Galong wanted to cry.

"Master Messenger, your pronunciation is very unstandard. I guess they didn't hear it clearly." Lei Ting said.

"Yeah, yeah." The militia nodded sharply from the side.

"What are the little bastards doing?" Lei Ting kicked several militias, "You beat the messengers from the desert. You are so guilty. Don't let me catch you again. If you catch you, you will be beheaded! Beheaded!"

Several militia ran faster than rabbits, and disappeared in a flash, leaving only roaring thunder and Galong standing beside him, blinking his eyes.

"Run away in numbness." Lei Ting said angrily, "But Lord Messenger, don't worry. As long as I catch them, I will definitely chop them up to apologize to you."

"Haha...no need!" Ga Long's face was twitching. Of course, he could understand the essence of this clumsy acting.
Chapter completed!