Salong left, only the fat man was left alone in the tent, spreading out a report on the table, the fat man's eyes were flickering, it had been a long time since he had such a feeling of unstable inner stability, maybe the drizzle outside made his feelings fluctuate a little,

"It's really annoying when it's raining."

The fat man glanced up at the rain curtain outside, smiled self-deprecatingly at the corner of his mouth, and threw the pen in his hand on the table

News has just come from the country that since the death of the conspirator of Solomon Dagon, the alliance of more than 20 Eastern Army tribes has quickly fallen apart, and it can no longer have the previous momentum, and it is even difficult to protect itself, and the situation of the three-legged strength of the Eastern Court is collapsing, and the princess Rui Tang Tingna of the Eastern Court took advantage of the situation that the Eastern Army was scattered and ownerless, absorbing 7 tribes, with a total population of more than 400,000, and truly becoming the first force in the Eastern Grassland, with 80,000 cavalry under the command of the Bow Control Grassland,

The Ministry of Military Affairs sent a special report for this, and the adjutant general in the country, Prais Jianyì, asked the fat man to transfer Rui Tangtingna's army to fight in Obaro, so that on the one hand, it can avoid the resurgence of the grassland that had just been surrendered and weaken the power of Rui Tangtingna, and on the other hand, it can create an opportunity for Berlante Bonnie's border guards to strengthen the control of the grassland, "This woman is not small, but it is just that little ambition that will only look at the grassland sky!"

The fat man only grinned slightly at the advice put forward by Prais in the report, Rui Tang Tingna is a smart woman, but she is also very stubborn, in fact, in the heart of this grassland woman, she doesn't know that her own efforts are actually just a dream of drawing water with a bamboo basket,

Last time on the northwest coast, the fat man once persuaded Rui Tang Tingna, "Now, it is no longer the chaotic era when the heroes rose together, not the era when you can rise as long as you have ambition and strength, the Ikadiva continent has been unified, and tens of thousands of miles of territory are planted with the military flag of the Falcon Dynasty." If you insist like this, you won't get any results! Why don't you think about anything else."

Rui Tangting's delicate and weak leaning on the fat man's arms, his long hair was like a waterfall, his beautiful eyes looked at the stars outside the window, and said softly, "I understand the meaning of Your Majesty, although I don't want to admit it, but although there are disputes in the grassland, most of them recognize the fact that the rule of the empire is irrefutable, and at present, the eastern army is disintegrating and the western army is sluggish." Berlant Bonnie's border guards are eyeing the grassland, even if they have ambitions, they are gone, look at the old man Bokasley, who has experienced the rise and fall of the Eastern Court, and has gone through the changes of two eras, is now just an ordinary old man of fishing in Zhivadin, if there is no banner belonging to the grassland people, the glory and pride of the grassland for hundreds of years will really wither like a cold winter, does His Majesty want to see such a grassland? At that time, the grassland cavalry was just sheep. and not the most courageous cavalry under His Majesty."

The fat man touched Rui Tang Tingna's soft and smooth long hair, feeling the stubborn persistence in the heart of the peerless eldest princess in his arms, and he was silent for a while, not knowing what to say. Such a situation in the grassland is inextricably linked with itself,

In order to suppress the fierce enemy of the northern grasslands, he launched several major wars. From the West Court to the East Court, hundreds of thousands of grassland people were killed and wounded, and countless grassland heroes fell. The grassland, which has been strong in the inland area for a hundred years, has been completely crushed by the cavalry of the Falcon Empire, thousands of miles from east to west, and the hearts of the grassland people have formed the consciousness that confrontation with the empire is a dead end, this is the general trend,

According to the report of the Ministry of Supervision, the head of the Eight Divisions of the Eastern Court who has the resources of a hero, but was born at an untimely time, now the greatest pleasure is to go fishing by the river outside the city of Zhivadin, the warm sunset of the Zhivading Plain shines on this kind old man, next to the laughing children running back and forth on the river, the carriage is sparkling, few people know that this old man who is in the river under the bridge, can be happy when he mentions a few small fish, is the commander of the 100,000 cavalry of the grassland who has stepped on the northern mountains and rivers several times,

Until now, the fat man is still admiring Bokasley's decisiveness and sacrificing heart, in exchange for the survival of the Western Army, it seems to be cowardly, but in fact it is full of the heroism and forbearance that the prairie people are accustomed to, for the continuation of the tribe, Bocasli chose personal sacrifice, otherwise, the situation where the Eastern Army is now swallowed up and divided is a portrayal of the Western Army,

Bocastleli is worthy of being a figure who has seen the rise and fall of the dynasty, and when he finds that he can't do anything, he decisively gives up, rather than fighting to the death and losing the last bit of capital of the steppe people, it is better to endure and hide, and wait until the cold wind that freezes for a qiē passes, and then grow emerald sprouts. And Rui Tang Tingna undoubtedly chose another path, whether she really loves herself or not, after all, she chose to marry, sacrifice herself, save millions of lives in the Dongting grassland, and leave the last independent land for the grassland people.

This is the people's hearts of the grassland, things are not people, the short-lived Dongting Grassland Dynasty has gradually forgotten people's eyes,

In order for the grassland to survive under the iron fist of the empire, Bokasli imprisoned himself, Solomon Dagon died in battle, Rui Tangtingna chose to take advantage of the situation, and each insisted in its own way, although Rui Tangtingna's power gradually grew, but it was under the banner of the imperial princess, not the banner of the princess of the East Court, the reason why the fat man turned a blind eye to it was not that he completely fell into the gentle township of Rui Tangtingna, but because he knew very well that as long as this woman really dared to erect a rebel flag, hundreds of thousands of people under his command would immediately flee in all directions, even if this woman could toss again, that is, stop here, of course, that is not what the fat man wants to see。

"That's fine, it's just right to fill in the Slavs' clearing! it's a suitable battlefield for cavalry combat!" the fat man thought for a while, and finally wrote an order on the report, allowing the Imperial Military Department to send 40,000 steppe cavalry from Rui Tangtina to Obaro.

"It is estimated that this time, this woman is going to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt again!" The fat man put down his pen, thinking of Rui Tang Tingna's pretty face, the corners of his mouth suddenly laughed, he stood up from his seat, put his hands behind his back, and looked out of the tent with his head raised,

The drizzle is cute, with the wind hitting the face, cool, sticking out my tongue and licking it, a little salty,

"It's the rainy season again!"

The fat man found a very interesting phenomenon, every time, it seems that when the fate of the kingdom is decided, God always takes special care of himself, either heavy rain or drizzle, which always makes people feel hazy and unable to see the direction of the future, (the author likes rain.) The fat man expressed helplessness)

The last time I was bathed in the cold and heavy rain, it was the battlefield of Staros where hundreds of thousands of troops were strangled, and I set up Vostarus with 150,000 elites, and with a miraculous counter-killing, between the two great powers of Roude and Ruierdian, I swallowed the menacing 200,000 Ruierdian troops chasing after me in one go.

In that battle, the two armies galloped across the country, you advanced and I retreated, and the dogs and teeth were staggered. See-saw and strangled, the battle line was like a long snake, winding for more than ten kilometers, the last trace of national fortune of the century-old overlord of the mainland, Ruierdian Kingdom, was finally exhausted in this battle, the corpses were all over the field, and the 200,000 army died countless times, and a few years later, the peasants who opened up the wasteland could still find the white bones in battle armor in the remote wilderness.

The surrender of the thousand-year-old imperial capital of Paraven without a fight directly announced the Ikadivar continent in advance for a hundred years. After the end of the confrontation between the two powers, after this battle, the Falcon Kingdom changed its name to the Falcon Dynasty by virtue of the power of destroying the country. To the entire Ikadivar continent, he showed that he wanted to end the 500-year turbulent world and recreate the ambition of the original Ikadivar thousand-year dynasty, with the blood of hundreds of thousands of people. laid the foundations of a dynasty,

And now, he is going from the dynasty to the empire. Do rivers of blood still need under our feet?

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Denia is here!"

The sound of a reminder from the guard next to him interrupted the fat man's thoughts, and when he raised his head, the fat man saw the Duke of Denia, who was wearing a knight's armor, wearing a red cloak and following the five knights under his command, walking towards this side with an unkind face

"Your Excellency the Duke, who are you?" The fat man looked at the Duke of Denia with a cold face, and the Duke of Denia's face turned a little blue, "Your Majesty already knows?Murphyo Boone set fire to the southwest capital, causing more than 100,000 casualties in the southwest" The Duke of Denia asked unceremoniously, "Well, I have indeed received such news! But it has not been concretely implemented, and it is precisely because of this that I convened a meeting in the evening to discuss the issue of advancing into the southwest." The fat man looked at the Duke of Denia, who was a little angry, nodded, and said in a calm tone

"There is no need to implement this information, I can guarantee that the reputation is true! I have arranged someone in the southwest capital, and the situation from there is even worse than the rumors" When the Duke of Denia heard that this was the reason, his angry face calmed down, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Please also ask Your Majesty to order the march immediately" The Duke of Denia's eyes were burning and said with a cold face, "Murphy Oone's atrocities have aroused the anger of the Southwest Army, I dare to guarantee that if you march now, the Southwest Army in front will collapse without a fight!" ”

"The meeting was put into the evening because we didn't need to deal with the Southwest Army at all!" The fat man looked at the Duke of Denia, who was a little angry, and chuckled lightly at the corner of his mouth, "The Southwest Army has surrendered to us, and the door to the Southwest has been opened!" That's why we have to hold a meeting, we are marching into the Southwest, not fighting, I don't want everyone to be unhappy because of their own selfish interests after entering the Southwest, I believe His Excellency the Duke should understand what I mean!" When the Duke of Denia heard that the Southwest Army had surrendered, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes flashed with a trace of inexplicable emotion, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "I take the liberty of asking, how is Your Majesty going to deal with the Southwest?" "What does Your Excellency Duke mean? In this battle in the northwest, your contribution is not small, especially His Excellency Duke has joined our side without hesitation" The fat man squinted his eyes and looked at Duke Denia meaninglessly, "Of course it's ......" Duke Denia opened his mouth and was about to say, his eyes suddenly met with the fat man, and his face suddenly changed, "Don't dare, the southwest is the southwest of His Majesty, how to deal with it is His Majesty's business, I still have such an awareness!" Duke Denia lowered his head, rarely showed a trace of compromise, and said in an embarrassed tone, "How can it be done, the Duke led 20,000 troops to help, how can he not explain at all!" The fat man smiled happily, the two giants with 100,000 troops in the northwest forces, Rusende has been reduced to imperial land, only Denia is still tough, the relationship between the northwest and Denia is not bad, the relationship between the two sides is constantly left and right in the middle line, Duke Denia has always been able to maintain his position as the leader of the northwest, it can be seen from the change in the tone of the Duke of Denia just now that Denia's position is changing in the influence, and in the face of the sudden strong strength of the northwest coast, the Duke of Denia, who has always been tough, has also learned to retreat

"It's helping, but it's actually ...... It's nice not to be said to be holding back!"

Duke Denia shook his head with an embarrassed face, and said with a wry smile, "Thinking of the tragic battle of the Sona River that day, it was completely your army as the main force, but that's it, I led the army across the river to pursue, but instead fell into an ambush by the Praetorian Guard." 20,000 warriors died 6,000, if it weren't for the timely arrival of your army and the hasty withdrawal of the Praetorian Guard, I might have been ...... long ago."

"You and I are allies, don't talk about help or anything!" The fat man's tone was solemn, and he suddenly looked at the Duke of Denia, and said slowly, "What does Your Excellency the Duke think of the two regions of Aturu and Bicasts?"

"Aturu and Bicaster?"

Duke Denia was stunned for a moment in surprise, and a trace of confusion flashed on his face, but he still said

"Anturu and Bicasted are two important areas on the border between Rosende and Denia. Anturu is home to a huge iron mine, and Bicasted is a well-known center for ironsmithing, producing two-thirds of the weapons in the city.

For these two areas, I had fought two more battles five years ago, though both times I had been repelled by the old fox of Rosend. But it was also my two active attacks that made Denia a strong country on a par with the old power Rusende in the eyes of the northwest forces!

"If Your Excellency the Duke has no opinion, Anturu and Bicasted should be regarded as the reward of His Excellency the Duke for this battle!" the fat man looked at the Duke of Denia with an impulsive look on his face and walked to his desk. Pull out a copy of the text jiàn, pick up the pen, and sign your ugly name with a brush.

Anturu and Bicaster are important, of course. But for the Falcon Empire, which has a lot of land, this resource is not yet eye-catching, but for Denia, which is only a regional power, these two regions are simply two lands that can produce gold. For the Duke of Denia, a practical guy, vested interests are always the most moving,

"陛xià. You...... You are!"

The Duke of Denia was completely stunned by this unexpected joy, and he stood there with a text in his hand that he almost didn't know how he had received.

This is a transfer document jiàn, Vikia Falcon has signed the name, as long as he writes his name in the position of another payment, these two pieces let me think day and night, the place where tens of thousands of soldiers have not been taken is their own, with this iron of Antulu and the forging craftsmen of Bicast, the Duchy of Denia can be regarded as self-sufficient in weapon forging, otherwise, every year in order to purchase weapons, it is necessary to spend the Duchy's pitiful storage money.

"A military meeting will be held in the evening, and I am ready to choose to march to the southwest in the name of the Falcon Empire, rather than the northwest coast!" The fat man looked at the Duke of Denia, who was almost stupid, stretched out his hand and patted the Duke of Denia on the shoulder, his eyes were like a sharp sword, and he said slowly

"What does the Duke think?"

"Falcon Empire?"

The Duke of Denia is not a fool, blinked, no wonder the Vekia Falcon is so generous, the empire! The Duke of Denia's heart is trembling, what an unattainable and glorious glory on behalf of the country, which means that the word Falcon Majesty is going to be changed to Emperor Majesty, for the northwest belongs to the Gallic Empire or the Falcon Empire, it doesn't matter to Denia, the Duke of Denia values who can give him the benefits he deserves,

As long as the Falcon Empire does not harm its own interests, it doesn't matter what the name is, not to mention the current situation, the strength of the Vekia Falcon is so great, it is already the Cheng Dù of Shunchang's rebellion in the northwest, just look at the Rusende, you will know how ruthless the means of the Vekia Falcon are,

What's more, this is still a man with the name of the god of war, thinking of the countless floating Praetorian Guard corpses blocking the fifty-meter-wide river on the banks of the Sona River, the Duke of Denia couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and the rare second time lowered his head, put his hand on his right chest, and said slowly

"As you wish, His Majesty the Falcon Emperor!" "After that, we are allies! Whether it is the Northwest Coast or the Falcon Empire, I believe we will cooperate happily!"

The fat man smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at Duke Denia's sincere face, it has been determined that the biggest obstacle tonight is not Zài, the two regions in exchange for the support of Duke Denia, the most powerful duke in the northwest has jumped into the trap.

"The big picture is decided!"

Looking at the back of the Duke of Denia leaving happily, the corners of the fat man's mouth suddenly turned up, and suddenly showed a sly smile, with the iron of Anturu and the weapon forging of Bicast, according to the character of the Duke of Denia, it is bound to vigorously expand the military industry, which is a very money-burning industry, and the weapons cannot be sold, it is just a pile of scrap iron,

The already weak economic foundation of the Duchy of Denia, under the Duke of Denia's reckless military force for more than ten years, has long been weak, like a vein that is already weak and about to burst, and now it suddenly gets the coveted area, the military industry is expanding wildly, just like giving a long-term sick person a sudden big blood, and finally the Duchy of Denia is crushed by itself,

The only way to save oneself is to rely on the Falcon Empire's commercial lines and exchange weapons for money, but if this happens, the economic lifeline of the Duchy of Denia will fall into the hands of the Empire.

If the reckless Denia is a sharp blade, now what he has to do is to insert it into the scabbard and use the edge! (To be continued......)