As the carriage moved forward, the circular building with a colorful dome gradually came into view, a small hilltop flat, and the Salander soldiers patrolled back and forth with spears in hand standing along the road on both sides.

Seeing this team of horses under the banner of the city of Lhasa approaching, a dozen horses with flying hooves suddenly rushed out of the gate, and the hanging ornaments behind their backs were like leaning on the flags, whirring in the wind, like colorful flags, embroidered with coats of arms representing their respective identities

"Is the beautiful Miss Nilai in the car?"

In front of the horse team, a handsome young knight with blond hair and several three-color circles on his back, and several arrogant and domineering Mamunouks, stopped the way in front of the carriage, and looked at the carriage with a scorching flame in his eyes, and at first glance he was one of Nilai's suitors

When he saw the fat face that seemed harmless to humans and animals, stupid and honest poked out of the carriage, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said sharply, "Who are you, how can you be in the carriage of Lasa City"

"This is the carriage of the Vic family, Lazar City has been incorporated into the Vic Territory, don't you know" Fat rolled his eyes at the knight who couldn't figure out the situation, the merger of Lazar City into the Vic Territory, a few people knew, hearing the fat answer, several Mamunuk looked at each other, and said "You are the lucky hillbilly, Victon"

The handsome Mamunuk looked up and down the fat carriage with a defiant look in his eyes, and even the title was a good-luck hillbilly with obvious contempt

In the hearts of these proud Mamunuks, the only one who can kill the wild wolf Hou Savis can only be a heroic Mamunuk, no one expected that the wild wolf Hou Savis, one of the nine commanders of Normandy, who crisscrossed the battlefield, did not die in the hands of a Mamunuk, but died in front of him, such a stupid fat hand, which made these self-righteous Mamunuks feel very shameless

As for the statement I heard before, the fat single-handedly charged hundreds of Normandy cavalry and killed Husavis with an arrow from dozens of meters away, which made these Mamunuks scoff, this thing is too mysterious,

Who was Husaves? One of the most cunning generals among the Normans, skilled in guerrilla warfare, and I don't know how many famous Mamunuks, who were dragged around in circles during the pursuit, and then ambushed to death, how could such a man be killed in a head-on battle by some brave fellow

"Husavis is not worth dying"

The young knight retracted his gaze, shook his head unwillingly, and said with disdain at the corner of his mouth, "I don't know what despicable means you used to let that cunning guy of Husavis die in your hands, otherwise a hillbilly like you, even if there are ten thousand more, you won't be able to kill Husavis."

"A group of self-righteous guys" For the arrogance of this young Mamunouk, the corner of the fat mouth sneered and responded, "Old luck is good, what's the matter, just kill a Husavis with a knife on the road, you have the ability, you should kill one and see"

The light knight didn't expect that Fat as a nobleman would be so relevant, his face suddenly turned red with aggrietment, his arms trembled, and he raised the 2-meter-long Mamunuk cavalry spear in his hand.

Pointing at the fat from a distance of more than ten meters, "I swear by the honor of a Mamunuk, I will duel with you, and I will use your blood to wash away the shame I have suffered."

"Well said, for this kind of guy who only steals military merit by luck, only the heroic Mamunuk can expose him" An officer next to him wearing the costume of the captain of the Salander cavalry shouted loudly among a dozen Mamunuk, and the horses scattered, blocking the way of the horse team, obviously trying to see the fat joke

"I know him, his name is Renthal, he was the runner-up of last year's Mamunuk, he is very influential among the young nobles of Kyoto, with his superb combat skills and good appearance, he is the dream lover of many noble ladies," Nilai reminded in a low voice, a worry in her tone

After this period of time, the ears and eyes of the fat side, especially the stimulation of the fall of the goshawk Avize, made Nilai, who had illusions about Mamunuk before, long felt disgusted by these guys who would do things behind closed doors.

But it is undeniable that Mamunuk's solo combat power is still very objective, at least not worse than the orthodox knights of Ikadiva, although he has seen Fat's almost superhuman combat power, Nilai still feels a little worried, it is not his own business, and his own affairs are chaotic

"Presumptuous"

A thunderous shout

One of the captains of the guard squadron beside the carriage, who was already like a cluster of arrows, rode his horse to meet Mamunouk's spear, and the snow-bright Samorian sword turned into a swift light mark, twisted with the young knight's spear.

"Bang bang bang" In the crisp collision sound, there was a painful muffled snort, and a tragic bloody breath drifted with the wind

"Someone is hurt?" Nilai looked at the scene outside the window in horror, but in just a few breaths, the extremely sharp Samore war knife was like a gust of cold wind blowing, making people feel cold,

At first, they were fighting equally, and both of them hung up their colors, but when the leader of the Samor Guards Squadron pulled out the second Samor's sword from behind his back with a cruel smile, the situation of the runner-up of the Mamunouk Tournament took a sharp turn.

The sword light fell like a storm, and the powerful double knife slashing of the squadron leader of Samol made this Mamunouk runner unbearable, and even the people and horses were shocked and retreated, this terrible way of fighting for life is completely regarded as a bloody battlefield, and the knife kills, if it weren't for the solid foundation of this runner-up, it would have been split in half a long time ago

From time to time, there was an exclamation from the side, and more than a dozen carriages inlaid with various family coats of arms stopped outside the door, and a pair of eyes were full of doubts and excitement, and at the same time they looked at the marks on the door of the car.

The Mamunouk cavalry, who had just been clamoring and domineering, were now as pale as paper, and they all imagined that in this case, their wolf bèi would only be worse

This is now the place of attention in the north, not only the 16 lords, but also the retainers alone There are thousands of people, and those who can come here have an identity inside.

These high-ranking nobles were looking at the black-armored cavalry beside the mysterious carriage in front of them with puzzled eyes, and the fine scale chain armor on the Samar guards was shining dimly in the sun, mysterious and terrifying,

That kind of calm and neat upright figure, with an inexplicable sense of pressure, this feeling is only found in soldiers who really went to the battlefield

"Who are these black-armored cavalry?" The curtain of the carriage fell, covering a pair of somewhat gloomy eyes,

"I don't know, but I'm sure these are real warriors" Inside the carriage, an old man with a calm bearing retracted his solemn gaze, his gray hair was neatly tied and shiny, and the cuffs were embroidered with golden coats of arms representing his honorable status, and opposite him, sat a middle-aged man with a somewhat similar appearance

As the last surviving Grand Duke of Salander to the north, the 64-year-old Duke of Ode may have been a low-key lord, and his domain was in the northwestern mountains of the Salander Mustang Plain, which was the center of the Hengduan Great Mountains, with its long mountains and beautiful scenery, which was recognized as a beautiful territory of Salander.

The only drawback is that it is not near the sea, the roads are not smooth, and all the products must be transported through the mountains with horse teams and then transported to the coastal area, which leads them to pay more taxes than other territories for their products.

This has always been a headache for the Russian-German duke, especially since the Normandy navy attacked the north, the coastal territories have canceled the sea transportation, and the situation in the Russian-German territory has worsened, the hoarded things can't be sold, and the things you want can't be bought.

"Father, according to the news we have returned from our expedition to the city of Lazar, there seems to have been some unpleasant things between the Marquis of Vixeton who has returned from Vecchia and the Duke of Sofedor, who is the governor of the north."

The middle-aged nobleman looked respectful and said, "Judging from these Mamunuk's expressions, it seems that this governor's desire for revenge is too eager, and it is really child's play to humiliate a lord in public despite such an important meeting."

"Such a bad idea, I'm afraid that the big idiot of Sodofe can come up with it" The old duke's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the carriage seat, and the corners of his mouth twitched disdainfully

"If there is no approval from the Ministry of Military Affairs, how dare these Mamunouks be presumptuous, behind this matter, I am afraid that there is a shadow from a certain guy from the Ministry of Military Affairs."

"Ministry of Military Affairs?" the middle-aged nobleman looked stunned, and said after a while, "Father means that he is the Marquis of Ferroke, the administrator of Hutu Beien?"

"That's a poisonous snake," said the old duke, indignantly, pressing his slightly aching temple with his hand, as if remembering something unpleasant

On the outer screen of the three-story building in the courtyard in the distance, two figures were watching the battle at the door,

One of them was a burly, handsome young nobleman, with an unconcealable frivolity in his eyes, it was none other than the Duke of Sodofer, the governor of the North, and next to him, a bald middle-aged man in a blue aristocratic military uniform was looking into the distance, and his slender eyes were turning the smugness of the success of the conspiracy

"Hehe, Lord Phelock, this plan of yours is too clever",

Seeing that the Mamunuk cavalry was finally defeated at the hands of the black-armored cavalry, Duke Sodofe was not angry but happy, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth

"It not only made that bastard of Vicsetton lose face in front of so many big people, but also made Mamunuk have a grudge against him, with the virtue of Mamunuk, they don't want to find a way to get it back, that's really hell

"If I die in a duel, it will be perfect, not only will I be able to get Vic and Lazar, but maybe even the beautiful woman of Nilai will throw herself into my arms," Sodor Fe smirked

"There are more than a dozen small lords like Vicseton in the north, and it is not worth the Duke to worry about letting a few big families in the north become the bloodline that supports Kyoto, which is something we need to pay attention to."

The bald middle-aged man turned around, waved his hand to the guards behind him, waited until the guards left, and continued

"I hope that the Duke still remembers the instructions of Lord Carolileg when he left Kyoto, this time our main task is not only to unify the resources of the north, but also to control the trade rights between the northern lord and the Vicchia side, which is a trade of millions of gold coins, and the adults of Kyoto urgently need this money to make up for the losses in the southern campaign."

"Of course, I have not dared to slack off on Lord Caroli Leg's instructions," Duke Sodofe said with a flattering face, "I have already arranged, and in the name of the Kyoto royal family, I will take back the foreign trade rights of these lords in the name of the Kyoto royal family."

"500 Mamunuk will be arranged outside the temple, there is no confusion who is, if there is disobedience, I will ......" Sodofei sneered at the corner of his mouth, and made a slashing gesture with his hand

"Hope for a qiēshun lì let"

Watching the confident Soduofei turn away, the bald administrator Ren breathed a rare sigh of relief on his face, and his eyes swept over the unique black carriage downstairs again, and he felt his heart beat for no reason,

At such a critical juncture, the Kyoto royal family sent him to Hutu Beien, located in the northern center, not only because of his ability in military affairs, but also because he was a well-known and ruthless figure in the military affairs department of Salander, not only had a variety of contacts in Kyoto, but also had a good nickname "poisonous snake"

The small incident that happened at the front door did not affect Fat's enthusiasm for the beautiful building in front of him,

On both sides of the main entrance are twelve huge large stone carvings, both male and female, each with a wonderful posture, the only thing that is the same is that they are either supported by their hands or carried on their backs, all of them are against the dome of the round arched temple, and the overall structure is a wonderful building made of white stone, giving people the purest and purest texture and appearance.

In the center of the temple is a huge circular ceiling with a diameter of 100 feet, in which a star map is made of seven-colored stones, most of which are black stones, which of course is the dark night sky;

Nilai took her fat hand and stopped at the door of the Firmament Hall,

"Uncle has always wanted to make this a pure land, but he didn't expect that now this place will become a place for the division of dirty power," Nilai's eyes swept over the statues with a complicated gaze, "This is the twelve star gods in the sky, they represent the twelve directions of the sky god to guide the world, with them, we Salander people will not get lost in the vast sea, but now...... Salander in my mind has been lost......"

Walking into the white temple gate, dozens of people of all kinds gathered in clusters in the east and west of the hall, waiters holding fruit wine shuttled back and forth, there were knights in armor, nobles with big bellies, young men with good intentions, and old men with cunning faces.

Surrounding the large circular star map in the center of the temple are fourteen long sheets, which are full of all kinds of fruits and wines, but there is no meat, and behind them are a thick white woolen blanket for people to sit on the ground. It shows the romantic and unrestrained feelings of the Salander people

Most of the hall is young women dressed up in fancy clothes, they are on average delicate and beautiful, their skin is especially white and soft, and their dresses unique to Salander dancers are very sexy, so the bare shoulders and plump chest muscles embellish the feast with fleshy and fragrant, which contrasts more and more with the coldness and ugliness of war.

"What's going on?"

The moment Fat walked into the hall, wondering if he was in the wrong place, a pretty as snow, dressed in thin sand Salander dancer, in the euphemistic twisting, exotic Salander tune, almost rubbing shoulders past Fat, the high-speed trembling hips, with a pleasant bell sound, streamer eyes, absolutely seductive,

"It's okay, the customs of our Salander people are like this, the bewitching Salander dancer is an important factor in the success of the banquet" Nilai next to him took two glasses of pale red wine from the waiter's hand with a smile on his face, handed them to the fat hand

"There is a proverb in our Salander that a qiē can be solved in a banquet whether it is war or diplomacy, the figure of the Salander dancer is always a beautiful scenery"

"This custom is too powerful" The fat heart swayed for a while, his eyes swept over the buttocks of a bewitching Salander dancer, and he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes full of beautiful warblers, nothing can be discussed

"I'll go over first, there are a few former friends there," Nilai whispered in Fat's ear, gesturing to the feast on the left,

There was a group of young girls in aristocratic dresses, who looked like the ladies of some big people

"Hi bro,"

A guy passing by on the fat side, suddenly looked at the fat with an excited face, and gave the fat a bear hug on the spot, with a big mouth full of wine, and the fat sprayed almost vomited

Fat listened to Nilai's introduction, this guy with a black spot under his left eye socket is called Legs, and he is the lord of the port city of North Dick in the northwest of Salad.

Said to be a port city, in fact, it is a few large fishing villages, since Vekia and Salander opened up the sea trade, this guy with a head full of gold coins, in order to prepare for the route from North Dick to Lazar City, almost sold his ancestral castle, because the strength is really not very good, and no one paid attention to him in the banquet, holding a wine glass and scurrying around,

Now catch a fat man who is also lonely, and the two of them have a look of sympathy,

This guy speaks funny, and occasionally mixes some country raccoon language, not at all like a lord, and has a bit of a counterpart to his fat personality.

The two ignored the contemptuous gazes of the nobles next to them, and chatted to themselves.

Suddenly, Legus puffed up her red nose and said mysteriously

"Have you heard, this time even the Vicchians across the strait have sent a delegation of envoys, and the group is led by the first beautiful woman in the west of Icadiva, Miss Mao Monaqing has not yet held a meeting, and Legus is already a little big tongue "If you can get such a beauty appreciation, it will be worth dying"

Fat was silent for a while, if this is a dead person, then he is not dead countless times

"Put your bullshit Miss Monaqing, it's something that people like you can covet" Just when the fat was speechless, a handsome young nobleman from Salander grabbed Legus by the collar from the side,......

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