In mid-November, the Falcon Army, which had achieved the great victory of Stross, marched from the north and south to the Pallas Plain, the last core area of the Ryrdian Kingdom, and the 20,000 Central Army led by Berant Bonnie from the Northern Region moved south along the line of Yerega, and the Fat Man personally led the main force of the Central Army and the Northern Army, and the Western Army approached Paravon from the south.

A total of 150,000 horsemen, infantry and horses, in the face of the huge disparity in strength, the Paraven defender Amosd chose to surrender without a fight, only hoping that the fat man could protect the lives and property of more than 400,000 Ryordian people in the city of Paraven.

For such a request, the fat man readily agreed, although Paravon has experienced war, but after all, this is the center of the continent recognized by the people of Ikadivar, if it can be taken over peacefully without harming the innocent, and intact its culture and architecture, it is naturally a suitable thing,

The fat man stood alone on the hill opposite Paravon on the tower of the fortress, calmly gazing at the magnificent city in front of him. He had to admit in his heart that this thousand-year-old Kyoto had become dilapidated, and there was no longer the infinite glory of the original scenery, the ruined city walls were full of holes left by fierce battles, and there were almost no people to see at the withered city gates, even the soldiers guarding the city were lazy, the city gates were opened, and they had already lost their defensive posture, and even the patrols on the city walls were scarce and pitiful.

For the Paraven defenders chose to surrender, most of the Paravon citizens chose to accept it silently, the rise of the Falcon Dynasty has become an indisputable fact, and the war-torn Paraven is also in urgent need of a peaceful recovery period, for this once proud of the city, has lost about 300,000 adult males in just two years, which is only about 600,000 people in a city, the loss can be imagined,

It is said that the imbalance between men and women in the city has made some middle-aged men with status and status become the favor of thousands of women, and even Prais, who went to contact, was harassed by many famous families when he just returned to his mansion

This former Rui Erdian important minister, who was labeled as the Falcon Dynasty, is undoubtedly the hope of many families to continue to be brilliant, under this general trend, under the expectations of the family, what age and generation gap, what personality differences, are all floating clouds!

What's more, Prais's age is not old, his appearance at about fifty years old can be called dignified, and when he was young, he was also a popular man in Kyoto, and he stubbornly resisted the prestige of the Dongting people, making him the dream lover of many famous women, but the Minister of Foreign Affairs Lidarchus, who went with him, was much more sad.

Because of the strict order of His Majesty Falcon, the foreign minister entered Kyoto in great secrecy, so he could only watch Prais "with infinite scenery" in the dark

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to go back and preside over the military council!" a guard walked cautiously and whispered in front of the fat man

"So fast!" the fat man looked at the sky with some unfinished eyes, and before he knew it, he had been standing here for an hour, and this military meeting was to discuss how to take over the issue of Parabun,

Because this Ruierdian Kyoto is surrendered without a fight, coupled with its important position in the hearts of millions of existing Ruierdian people, how to take over peacefully and stabilize the floating people's hearts in the shortest possible time, it has become the most important problem for the Falcon Dynasty to solve, sometimes victory, in fact, is just the first step, if not handled properly, the great turmoil of millions of Ruierdian people, enough to turn the Falcon Dynasty upside down

Suddenly. The fat man found that not far from him, and silently stood alone with a lonely figure. She seemed to have been standing there early, but she had not attracted the fat man's attention before. ...,

And she herself didn't seem to pay enough attention to the arrival of the fat man, her eyes looked at the far south, looking at the confused sky of the far south, the lonely and thin figure, shrouded in the gray sky, seemed even more lonely and lonely. Yang Shufeng looked at it curiously and found this white and thin figure.

The fat man's face was stunned for a moment, because he recognized that this woman turned out to be Princess Haraudian of Ruierdian, because of the battle some time ago, the fat man's marriage period was delayed again and again, which also led to zhì and this Ruierdian princess had never met at all, the reason why he recognized it was because he had seen the portrait of this princess who was known as the most decisive princess of Ruierdian, it is undeniable that the real person of this Princess Ruierdian is much more beautiful than the portrait,

Originally, he planned to meet her again after the wedding, but he didn't expect to meet in advance, maybe Haraudian often stood alone and looked at his hometown.

The fat man thought about it for a while, and finally decided to walk over. Sure enough, Haraudian was alone and silent, until the fat man was about to come to a place less than three meters away from her. She seemed to realize something, and then slowly turned around.

Looking at each other, the two met for the first time,

"Who are you?" Halaudian's face was filled with a hint of sadness that could not be concealed, the blow of the death of both father and brother in a few days was tantamount to an unpredictable disaster for the strong-character Princess Raldian,

She thought that her sacrifice could save Rui Erdian, but it backfired, just as her wedding date was approaching, Rui Erdian finally came to the end of history, except for the eldest prince who had disappeared, now she is the last adult heir of Rui Erdian's royal family, and she will become the favorite concubine of the enemies who destroyed her country and family,

This embarrassing identity makes her feel like she is walking on thin ice every day,

"You should hate me!" the fat man said in a low and slow voice, staring into her beautiful eyes,

Princess Haraudian's body shook slightly, this sentence undoubtedly touched the deepest place in her heart, and also showed the identity of the man standing in front of her,

"You're a Vecchia Falcon!" she opened her eyes wide, staring at the young man in front of her who looked ordinary, but had a convincing momentum, her expression was a little sad, and she was also a little surprised, and she smiled slightly bitterly inadvertently, and said indifferently, "Should I hate you?" You hold the most powerful kingdom and will be my husband, but what can I do with you?"

Her wry smile also seems to carry a kind of beauty, and her beauty is a poignant beauty. A kind of regretful beauty, a kind of beauty that makes the hearts of others feel slowly trembling.

For Vekia Falcon, she didn't know how to express her feelings, without him, she wouldn't have the fate she has today, and the kingdom of Raldian wouldn't have fallen to such a point. But is it really all his fault?

"You've taken Paraven, what are you going to do with Ryrdian next?" Haraudisan turned, silently staring at the desolate walls of Paraven in the distance.

There, it is so quiet now, and the distant mountains with layers of mist show a picture of tranquility and comfort.

However, she knew very well that beneath the surface of this serene and comfortable was a once-troubled kingdom, and in just a few months, the Falcon Empire in the north had gone south in a devastating manner, burying its own country

"As a Ryordian, what do you think is the way out for Ryordian?" said the fat man slowly, "Is it under the hooves of the Dongting people, or is it in the revenge of the Nords? or is it helpless in the face of the invasion of the Dorok people, and there is nothing you can do.

"Some people say I'm a tyrant, but you've been here for a while, do you think I'm like a tyrant?"

The fat man's voice paused, and the corner of his mouth shook his head with a wry smile, "I can't answer your question, but I can say that I can give all the Ryordian people a peaceful and safe environment, so that they no longer have to run under the iron hooves of the enemy country, in the Falcon Dynasty, there are Vecchians, Kujits, Salanders, and now there are Ryordians, or there will be more peoples joining in the future! The only thing I can promise you is three things."

"Three things?" Princess Haraudian's beautiful face flashed with a hint of confusion,

The fat man raised a finger as he spoke: "First, I will give land to all the Rebel peasants without discrimination, the Raldian slaves can get the freedom they have been longing for for free, the merchants of Raldian can have their market power like other Falcon Dynasty merchants, and I can't do anything else." ”

Princess Harodian's face looked a little surprised, the three conditions that the fat man said were really superior for a defeated country, and they were simply treated equally with other nationals.

"Is this time true?" Her eyes were full of doubt, and she glanced at the fat man, wanting to see the authenticity of the other party, but the latter's demeanor was as quiet as the abyssal sea, silent and calm like a stone statue carved out of granite, and her sincere gaze made Haraudian secretly ashamed,

In the fat man, she saw a kingly aura that was completely different from her father, and her father's domineering was different from the one that made people dare not face it, the Vichia Falcon in front of her, always flashed with the luster of wisdom in his calm eyes, which filled his whole person with a deep feeling like an abyss,

"I'm sorry, I still have something to go first, I'm sure we'll meet again soon!" The fat man nodded to Haraudian apologetically when he saw the guard urging in front of him gesture to him with a pressed time signal,

"You ......" Looking at the back of the fat man hurrying away, Haraudian bit her lip slightly, and did not speak, but her gray-blue eyes were as beautiful as shining stars, and the mountain wind blew her white gauze skirt, which made the whole bleak season a little more ambiguous