"What people!" A group of black-armored cavalry galloped out of the array, they suddenly reined in their horses fifty meters in front of them, rolling up smoke and dust, one of the black-armored cavalry captains shouted, in the darkness in front of them, I don't know when, a woman in a long black dress appeared,

"The princess of Lingguo, Agatha, asks to meet His Majesty the Falcon!" was wearing a hood on his head that could not see his face clearly, and half of his delicate chin was exposed under the hood, and his voice was crisp and pleasant

"Princess of Lingguo?" The captain of the black-armored cavalry frowned slightly,

"Your Majesty order, let her come over!" Just when he was a little dazed, a voice came from behind, the black armored cavalry took a deep breath, raised his hand with a resolute expression, and ordered the cavalry behind him, "Everyone get out of the way!" The cavalry scattered to both sides, "It's finally time to meet again!" The delicate and pretty face of the princess of Lingguo Agaza could not see too much love, but her teeth bit a bloody mark on her rich and seductive lips, and at this moment she dared to muster up her courage, and looked at the figure of the fluttering station at the height of the military formation, overnight, this man left him only the indifference that he felt superfluous even at a glance, and at this moment, he put a Gallic Kyoto in front of this man, I don't know if it will change his glance! The sound of iron armor colliding, the battle flags are like clouds, the spears are like forests, the proud soldiers of the empire retreat like a tide to make way for a passage, and countless eyes are also looking at this slender figure, full of charm and pride in amazement, until they come to the fat war horse, Agaza took out a thick stack of papers, gently placed them on the ground one by one, lined up, and bowed his head respectfully,

"What is this?" the fat man asked curiously, looking at her beautiful back and the scroll on the ground, on his horse, "the letter of surrender of the fifteen top wealthy families in Gallic Kyoto! They beg His Majesty to preserve their family and reputation, and for this reason, they are willing to give up all their estates and fiefs in their names for free,' Agaza said softly. Under the black rain cape, a lock of beautiful hair hung down her shoulders, and in the cold light of the night of the army's armor, her figure was graceful and slender, charming and enchanting, like a black ghost walking in the dark, full of weirdness!"What...... Fifteen top giants' confessions!"

The fat man was also frightened by what the place represented, and immediately jumped down from the war horse, picked up the scroll directly regardless of his demeanor, and carefully flipped through them one by one in his hand, his eyes getting brighter and brighter. When I go, it is really a letter of surrender from fifteen top wealthy families, not only with the family crests of fifteen wealthy families, but also the autographs of the heads of these top wealthy families.

"How did you do that?"

The fat man couldn't help but ask, he had seen it, several of them were important ministers who were currently in control of all parties in Gaul, among which Wilk, the Minister of the Interior who had controlled Gaul for thirty years, was the most dazzling, this person was simply a living dictionary of Gaul. Local customs, the number of resources, the distribution of population, city officials. These things that the empire urgently needs to master are in the mind of this Minister of the Interior, and even the fat man himself did not expect that he was completely unintentional in the willow shade at the beginning, and he was rewarded with a willow shade.

"Actually, this is all done by His Majesty himself!" Agasha raised his head, and his understated voice echoed in the night, "So, the current turmoil in Kyoto. Is it also your handiwork?" Staring at Agaza's beautiful and bewitching face, the fat man's pupils slowly narrowed, and this woman made him feel a little cold, "I just gave him a gentle push!" Agasha nodded, showing a smile, beautiful and holy as the moon rising to the earth, and whispered" Gaul was defeated repeatedly, the troops were defeated, and the main force of 200,000 people surrendered to the wall rock fort, which was already unstable, plus the siege of the Majesty's army, the death of the Gallic emperor, and the Kyoto Janissaries suddenly turned their faces, these Kyoto giants always need to make a choice between survival and annihilation!""A good one gently pushed! Your push pushed to the three-hundred-year-old foundation of an empire! It seems that I still underestimated you at first!" The fat man said with a stern expression, there was already silence all around, and the generals looked at the letters of surrender lined up, their eyes flashed one by one, and they were generous! This is the rhythm of the collective rebellion of the high-level of the Gallic Empire.

Behind the fat man, the two important ministers of the empire, the southern governor Statunko and Hukochili, even glanced at each other secretly, revealing a shocked expression, "Sure enough, this woman was arranged by His Majesty! No wonder His Majesty was not in a hurry at all about Gallic Kyoto, and he had already arranged such a sharp secret chess move.

"In the chaos, directly inducing the high-level Gallic leaders to surrender en masse is really the lowest risk, and it is also a one-move killing style, but I don't know who this woman is, she is so inconspicuous, and she took the Kyoto of the Gallic Empire, which requires 100,000 troops to conquer."

Salon, who was waiting for the attack order, also rushed back from the front at this time, he heard the collective surrender of the fifteen top giants in Gallic Kyoto, and suddenly a pair of eyes were red, he was still waiting to make a fortune, and the troops below were also screaming, especially the first infantry flag regiment in the north that had just been annexed, this was formerly the unit of the Gallic Northern Army, and now it has regarded Gallic Kyoto as a mortal enemy, Salonn is preparing to use the whetstone of Gallic Kyoto to polish this Gallic sword, who knows, the momentum is agitated, but the enemy has surrendered!

How can this be!

It's all fat, and it's just flying......

The heart of this imperial general is wailing, when will the idiot emperor of Gaul die badly, but he will die at this time!, fifteen wealthy families plus these wealthy families are the backbone, and the vassals derived from entrenched in Kyoto for hundreds of years are almost eighty percent of the aristocratic class in Gallic Kyoto, which means that the fat meat of Gallic Kyoto is basically impossible to mouth,

If the generals had known that the Janissaries in Kyoto were now carrying out a bloody purge of the nobles of Kyoto, they would probably not be so surprised.

Before the wolf and the tiger, Kyoto is like a whirlpool squeezed on both sides, and if you don't surrender to the Falcon Empire, you will be slaughtered by the Praetorian Guard, compared with the crazy woman Algernon Julia who suddenly turned her face, the Gallic Kyoto nobles think that the Vichia Falcon is a good treatment of the enemy after the war, but it is incomparably more reliable,

At least everyone knows that although the Falcon Emperor has a bad record, he only likes to capture prisoners for money, and for the nobles in the occupied area, he at most takes away all the land and distributes it to those civilians, instead of going door to door like the Kyoto Praetorian Guards to chop off people's heads like cabbage.

I can't keep my head, and I still ask for what to do with the land. Under the balance of the two sides, the nobles of Kyoto almost followed suit and rebelled en masse

"Say, what reward do you want!" The fat man asked people to take down the letter of surrender, with these fifteen wealthy families to surrender, Kyoto is equivalent to opening the city gate by itself, and the talents in Kyoto, which he values the most, have also retained eighty percent, and he can't say how to express his feelings at the moment.

"As long as it is within the power of the empire, I will never be stingy! Even if it is the restoration of the Fùling Kingdom, it can be considered!" The fat man was in a good mood. Rare to break through a little bottom limit,

"Restore the country!"

Hearing this, Agasha's delicate body trembled slightly when he knelt on the ground,

She knew that since this man said this, he would definitely be able to do this, and the opportunity was in front of her, so she hesitated for a moment before raising her head, "Your Majesty still looks down on Gaza too much, the Ling Kingdom has long been history, even if the country is restored, what can it do? You didn't misread anyone at the beginning, I know that His Majesty gave Gaza a chance to take revenge out of mercy, but it doesn't matter, what matters is that His Majesty gave Gaza a chance. In return, Agaza will return a Gallic Kyoto!" "You!" The fat man's face froze in astonishment, his mouth opened, and he finally didn't say anything. Agaza bent down deeply, and his voice paused, "The city gate of Kyoto has been opened, please enter Gallic Kyoto! Now only Majesty can control the current chaos in Kyoto!" "Enter Gallic Kyoto!" The fat man no longer hesitated. Turning over and riding on his horse, the army drove towards the city of Gallic Kyoto, "It turns out that I still have a value worth your look!" A charming smile appeared on the corner of Agasha's mouth, looking at the back of the man who represented the greatest strength in this continent, and the sky-blue beauty that stirred up the tragic battle in Gallic Kyoto finally flashed a trace of hot throbbing,

This woman is really smart, and she was able to resist the temptation to help her restore her homeland, mainly because the situation in Lingguo has been very bad recently, Lingguo is located on the border line of two continents, and it is a battlefield where two continents are at war all year round.

Agaza, who has been paying attention to Lingguo, heard the news last month that the war in the Central Bia region has finally burned the border, and 50,000 Dongting cavalry are like crazy wolves along the famous Changtian Mountain Range in Lingguo to the south, hoping to open the gap in the resistance of the Zhongbia people from the flank, burning and looting along the way, and bleeding countless times.

In addition to the Lingguo region, there are several small forces like the Lingguo, which have also been bloodbathed by the Dongting cavalry, rather than going back now to support such a mess, it is better to take this opportunity to make this eloquent emperor owe a great favor, and the rewards he can get will definitely be more cost-effective than a turbulent tribal territory!

The white raindrops hit the wide stone path of the Gallic Kyoto City Gate, like a crystal clear white flower blooming in the wind,

At the gate of Gallic Kyoto, the fifteen wealthy families and the three hundred and seventy-six vassals of Toucheng were pressed in black, nervously looking at the black army in front of them like a tide, their legs were trembling, the earth was trembling slightly, and there was a shock in the dark night ahead.

In the white rain curtain appeared a swarthy forest, which was one after another flags waving in the wind and rain, and the black silhouette wriggling under the gold and silver edges was the surging crowd of thousands of people.

There was only one old man whose eyes were as sharp as lightning. In this old nobleman, there is the kind of perseverance that is unique to battle-hardened generals.

The old man sighed in his heart, looking up at the raindrops in the sky like broken lines, and let the cold raindrops in winter hit his face, flowing down the corners of his clothes to the ground, the old man's face has been calm like water, and the representatives of other wealthy families have kept a certain distance from him, just like looking at a dead man,

"Really, why did he surrender too?"

"Yes, who would have thought that, in fact, what difference does it make if he surrenders or not?" some of his family representatives whispered, their eyes full of a hint of schadenfreude, "Three hundred years of famous military generals, it turns out that this is nothing more than that!" Although he is also one of the defectors, no one thinks that the old man can live, this old man is the Duke of Yarpin, the head of the Yar family among the fifteen top wealthy families, with a distinguished status, and served as the former deputy minister of the Gallic Military Department.

Leaping horses with swords, killing countless people,

He was once known as one of the three great generals of the Gallic Golden Age, and witnessed the glory of the Gallic Empire at its peak, from the coast of the North Sea in the west to the border of Central Belgium in the east, and he had three sons and one daughter, among whom there was a second son named Alder! The forgers of the Northern Army of the Gallic Empire were all troops that had fought a bloody battle with the Falcon Army. "The first thing the Falcon Empire did to control Kyoto should be to eradicate the Hasen family and the Yar family, which have always been against the Falcon Empire!" Many people thought so, in fact, Duke Yarpin also had this idea, and he was ready to judge himself in front of the Falcon Emperor Vicchia

Only in this way will it be possible to keep the wealthy family that has lasted for hundreds of years

"Huh" A general of the Falcon Empire came with a team of black-armored cavalry in the rain, and the black legions in front of him spread out neatly on both sides, "Boom!" Thousands of feet stopped at the same time, and the momentum of the military formation was like a mountain. The nobles of Gallic Kyoto here turned pale one by one!

At the city gate, the general stopped his horse's hooves and shouted to the army behind him

"His Majesty ordered. The Central Army went to the city wall, and the Southern Army took control of the four gates! The Northern Army marched into the city to quell the turmoil, and from now on, until the riots subsided. The gates are forbidden to enter or exit!Anyone who storms the gates will be shot on the spot!" The general's voice was so bloody that it made all the Gallic nobles shudder in their hearts.

The Falcon General turned around at this time, and even glanced at the nobles on both sides of the aisle who were trembling with fright, "Your Majesty has arrived!" A loud shout, the whole team of rumored black-armored guards, surrounded by a figure, rode their horses and whipped into the gate of Gallic Kyoto, "Welcome Your Majesty!"

Hundreds of Gallic Kyoto nobles suddenly touched the ground one by one, the sound shook all over the wilderness, the rain swept the long street, and both sides were bowed heads,

In front of this demon lord, no one dared to raise his head, Duke Yarping mustered up his courage, slowly walked out of the group of nobles, knelt down on his knees in the middle of the road, raised a dagger decorated with gorgeous gems in both hands, lowered his head and said loudly, "Sinner Yarpin, ask Your Majesty to allow you to judge yourself!" "What have you done to judge yourself?" The fat man reined in his war horse and swept over the old man in front of him with curiosity, as if he felt that only this old man was more like the backbone of an empire that had not been completely broken, and the imperial capital of three hundred years was finally a figure worth remembering, "I am judging myself for my son, my son has offended the empire!" Duke Yarpin knelt on the ground in the rain, the rain flowed beside him, holding the dagger flat, and said with a calm expression, "According to our old customs in Gaul, only the blood of the closest relatives can wash away these mistakes!" "What does mistake mean?" asked the fat man

"My son is Yalde!" Duke Yarpin raised his head and took a deep breath, he finally saw the rumored murderous Demon Lord, and was slightly stunned, this is the Vecchia Falcon? A very kind young man

"Yalde?"

The fat man's eyes narrowed slightly into a line, and there was a bit of chill in his tone,

There was silence all around, and everyone didn't even dare to take a breath of air, and many people had their heads on the ground, but their ears were pricked up.

Everyone is waiting for the result, like a trial, and many people want to know what attitude the Falcon Empire, which controls Kyoto and becomes the new generation of northern overlords, will treat its former opponents! Will it kill all of them like a thunderbolt, or deprive them of all their property and reputation, and then throw them into prison to fend for themselves.

"What's wrong with him?" Unexpectedly, everyone heard a tone with a little surprise, and everyone was shocked in their hearts, what kind of attitude is this......

"He's fought the Empire many times!"

Duke Yarping was short of breath, his expression became difficult, he felt that the other party was like a cat playing with mice, the more like this, the more dangerous it is, everyone knows that the Vikia Falcon is famous for its cruelty and thirst for killing, the more insipid it is, the more likely it is to make the most terrible decision earlier, is it true that the Yar family is in a catastrophe?

"If I'm not mistaken, Yelder is the head of the Gallic Kyoto Line! he once resisted my imperial army for a month!" the corners of the fat man's mouth rose, and the intense murderous intent in his tone made the air around him a few degrees lower

"Yes!

Duke Yarpin gritted his teeth, and the rain hit his old face, but it rolled down from the duke's face with sweat,

"Since you are the head of the Gallic Kyoto Front, is it wrong to fight against the enemy?"

The fat man blinked at the corner of his eyes, the horsewhip in his hand danced slightly, his gaze swept over the Gallic nobles kneeling on both sides of the street, and his tone suddenly became fierce, "As a soldier, it is my duty to fight the enemy, and it is my duty to sacrifice my life and forget about death, they just did their duty as soldiers, and my Falcon Empire has never had the habit of pursuing the former enemy,

But now that you have surrendered to us, if anyone is still wavering in the middle, then don't blame my empire's sword for never letting blood be cold!'

Okay, it's raining heavily, so don't stay here with me in the rain! To be honest, if I continue to get drenched, I'll feel unwell!"

"Poof!" Among the Gallic nobles lying on the ground, someone finally couldn't help laughing, and the other nobles suddenly turned pale with fright, and cursed in their hearts, damn, that bastard wants to kill people, and the words of the Falcon Demon Lord can be believed! After half a ring, the nobles raised their heads and looked at the city gate in amazement, except for the troops that kept entering the city gate, the Falcon Demon Lord had long disappeared! (To be continued......