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Northwest, Loulan City.

On the castle, the flag fluttered in the wind.

The golden tulips blooming in the flames seem to come alive in the wind.

Loulan City, the "City of Miracles" in the Northwest, is also the capital city of the Tulip Family Territory in the Northwest and the base camp of the Tulip Family.

As the most important fortress in the northwest border, the geographical location of Loulan City is very special. It is located on the northwestern frontier of the Empire, next to the Kilimaro Mountains from north to south, and close to the natural gap in the Northwest Corridor of the Mountains.

As long as you cross the corridor and cross a desert, you will reach the alien grasslands in the northwest, where the fertile grasslands support the steppe nomadic tribes, who are called steppe aliens by the Roland Empire.

Whether it was the era of the great Founding Emperor, or the era of the Duke Tulip, even when the empire was at its strongest, this grassland had never been truly conquered by the Rolands.

It's not just because the grassland aliens are brave and fierce by nature, it's not just because the grassland men are superb in riding and good at cavalry combat, and it's not just because there are hundreds of thousands of control strings on the grassland, even when they are the weakest on the grassland, they can pull out 100,000 iron horses at any time.

The more important reason is that there is a "guardian saint" on the steppe!

Snow Mountain, Witch King!

The inheritance of the Great Snow Mountain is even older than the founding history of the Roland Empire, and it is impossible to trace it at the earliest. People only know that the inheritance of the Great Snow Mountain has guarded the grassland from generation to generation, guarding the last piece of land and people on this continent that has not yet been conquered by the Rolanders.

The steppe people regard the Witch King of the Great Snow Mountain as a god, and are even more devout than the Roland people believe in the Temple of Light Church. Legend has it that every generation of Witch Kings in the Great Snow Mountain has the ability to communicate with the gods, even more unfathomable than the Pope of the Temple of Light. The Great Snow Mountain is even more masterful, and those wizards wearing the white wizard robes of the Snow Mountain shine brightly. In no way inferior to the magicians of the Rolands.

Therefore, the steppe people have been able to stand on this grassland, even if the founding emperor of the Roland Empire is invincible and conquers the entire continent, he has never really conquered this grassland.

In Du Wei's tulip era, the Roland Empire was full of superstars and heroes, and the grasslands were still not conquered by the Rolanders.

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Loulan City, an important town on the northwestern border, is not only the capital base of the Tulip family. At the same time, it is the largest and strongest barrier for the empire to defend the northwest frontier.

It is called the "City of Miracles" because just over a hundred years ago, it was just a wasteland.

This is now the largest city in the northwest, the second largest city in the Roland Empire, and the northwest Xiongcheng with a permanent population of 800,000, with a history of just over 100 years.

It was built in the Dewey era, and when the first Duke of Tulip was just canonized as a duke and came to the northwest to accept the territory, he chose this place as his family's future base camp. Build a new city here.

What amazed the world at that time was that the construction of such a majestic city was based on the civilization and architectural standards of the Roland Empire, even if it was a requisition of people. It will take at least a few years, too!

However, the first Duke of Tulip, Du Wei, only used ......

One month!

In a month's time, the huge stones quarried from Mount Kilimaro were used to build and pile up this northwestern city! It's nothing less than a "miracle"!

The magic of the first Duke Tulip began with this "miracle" that built the city.

Today, more than a hundred years later, Loulan City. The capital city, the home of the tulip family, has grown far beyond when it was first built.

In the past, when the new city was built, because the northwest was sparsely populated, the city was designed to accommodate only 300,000 people at the beginning of its construction.

However, today, for more than a hundred years, because of the prosperity and strength of the tulip family, Loulan City has become more and more prosperous, occupying the checkpoint of the northwest border, and just enjoying the unique border trade. All kinds of trade between the Roland people and the steppe had to pass through this city, and Loulan City had become the largest trading city on the northwest border of the Roland Empire.

The fine horses, cattle and sheep, furs and other materials on the grassland are all flowing into the Roland Empire here, and the merchants of the Roland Empire will also sell all kinds of gold and silver utensils, jewelry, ironware, salt and other materials produced by the empire to the grassland.

No matter what kind of trade, the caravans that had to enter and exit would choose to trade in Loulan City, the largest city in the northwest.

The Tulip family is also believed to have an exclusive monopoly on the trade between the entire Roland Empire and the steppe races.

There is a saying in the army of the Empire: all the cavalry horses of the Roland Empire are branded with the Tulip family. And the scimitars used by the steppe warriors are all produced in the Tulip Family Workshop!

What's more, as the Tulip family, who fought for the empire, generations have devoted themselves to infiltrating the steppes. For more than 100 years, the Tulip family has used the most clever methods to defend the peace of the frontier for the empire.

Everyone knows that for more than 100 years, the tulip family's infiltration of the grassland has been omnipresent, and the tulip family's power has spread throughout the northwest grassland!

Even if the king of each generation of the steppe wants to sit firmly in the Golden Horde, if he does not have the support of the Tulip family, it will not last long!

In the past hundred years and more, there has never been an incident of alien invasion and plundering in the Northwest Grassland! The Empire has never spent a single soldier on an expedition to the grassland, but this more than 100 years of peace has never been seen in the thousand-year history of the Roland Empire!

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In winter, the northwest is full of snow and wind, and a snowstorm has just hit Loulan City, and the streets and houses are covered with thick snow.

Even the majestic tulip castle in the city seems to be wrapped in a layer of silver makeup by ice and snow.

The gate guard in front of the castle still stood straight, and on the tower behind him, long icicles hung under the eaves.

Early in the morning, Tulip's family had already issued an emergency mobilization order, mobilized two armies into the city, and mobilized the residents of the city to clear the snow.

At this moment, on the street outside Tulip House, half of the street has been swept out, and the snow has been swept to both sides of the road, piled up high. The men of the Northwest worked hard to shovel snow. The streets were crowded with people, and people kept exhaling white air and flushing their faces. There are also some children running back and forth in the snowdrifts, and some boys break off the ice edges and frolic and fight with each other in their hands.

The people of the northwest are still martial and strong, and Roland City is naturally no exception.

The New Year has just passed, and the whole city is still immersed in the joy of the New Year.

And at this moment, on the Tulip Family Castle, on the highest tower of the castle. Behind a window, there is a pair of eyes, silently watching the busy scene on the street.

Messiah Rudolph, the current patriarch of the Tulip family and the first female Duke of Tulip in the empire, with the clan name: Du Weiwei, is looking at the scene below with a strange look at the moment.

In such a cold weather, she was only wearing a thin white robe, and her long red hair was so casually draped over her shoulders. The only accessory on the body is a golden headband in the hair.

Du Wei looked at it quietly for a long time, for a long time...... Finally, she sighed softly.

"Message...... Has it been confirmed?"

Behind Du Weiwei. A middle-aged man in a gray cotton robe lowered his head and said slowly in a calm and deep voice, "It has been confirmed." ”

Du Wei sighed again, the duchess showed a bitter smile on her face, but the smile was miserable!

"The day...... It's finally here. This thing...... It happened after all. She shook her head, then slowly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man in a cotton robe behind her. His expression was slightly solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Sir...... You say, did we do something wrong about this? If I had been in the imperial capital last night, maybe it would have ......."

The middle-aged man slowly raised his head, he had a delicate face, the contours of his facial features were not outstanding, but he had a pair of eyes as bright as stars. He pursed his lips slightly, and then said slowly without hurrying: "Miss...... I understand your mood at the moment, but you should also understand in your heart that if you were in the imperial capital last night, I am afraid that this matter will be bigger and more out of control. ”

After a pause, he whispered again: "Actually, you understand this qiē, and you don't need to ask me." Ask me...... It's just that you're trying to find peace of mind. ”

Du smiled slightly self-deprecatingly, and then her eyes flashed: "Now...... How's the situation in the imperial capital?"

The middle-aged man said slowly without hurrying: "The news that came just now in the morning is that the entire imperial capital is vegetarian, and the mourning flag has been hung in the imperial city. The chaos in the East and West Gardens also calmed down. It's just that the guards of the royal city are not allowed to enter the city, the magic array has not been withdrawn, and the guards are still stationed outside the city. I heard ......"

"What did you hear?"

"I heard that the Guards once attacked the city overnight, but under the protection of the magic array, there was also the bombardment of the magic cannon, and there was a lot of damage. ”

"Hmph!" Du snorted coldly, and then shook his head: "The battle between my two nephews has lost so many imperial soldiers in vain! The blood of these soldiers has never been spilled on the frontier and frontier, but it has flowed in the imperial capital in vain!"

The middle-aged man looked pampered and not surprised, and still said slowly in that slow tone: "There has always been a struggle for imperial power, and it has never been like this, and Miss doesn't have to be like this." ”

"I ...... Wonder...... How he died. ”

Du Weiwei's voice trembled slightly.

The middle-aged man seemed to have finally revealed a trace of emotion, looked at Du Weiwei, his eyes showed a little warmth, and said softly: "The news I got is ...... Self-cutting! soon...... Nothing painful. ”

"Self-determination...... Self-cutting!" Du bit her lip slightly, she even bit out the blood!, and then said in a trembling voice: "My nephew, such a proud man, but finally died in front of everyone's eyes, think about it, how desperate, how angry, and so ...... he was in his heart at that time I ...... I shouldn't have ......"

As he spoke, Du burst into tears.

The middle-aged man was silent, and then he walked up slowly and walked in front of Du Weiwei, he raised his head and looked directly at Du Weiwei.

And then......

He suddenly made an unexpected move!

The middle-aged man raised his right hand, and a slap fell heavily on Du Weiwei's face!

She even raised her head and let the other party's palm fall on her face!

This slap was very heavy, Du Weiwei even stumbled after being beaten, turned his head sideways, and there were a few clear finger marks on his cheeks in an instant!

"Good fight!"

Du gritted his teeth slightly.

"You know how to play well. The middle-aged man looked indifferent, then he looked at his palm, and then whispered, "This is the first time I've hit you...... Miss, hopefully for the last time. I only hope that you will remember your identity! You are the patriarch of the Tulip family, the captain of this big ship, and the helmsman! The future of the Tulip family and the fate of the entire family will be decided by you alone! In the struggle for the throne in the imperial capital, the family must not get involved in this kind of thing! No matter who wins or loses, the family must not be involved in this kind of thing. ”

Du was slightly silent, his beautiful eyes were slightly red, and finally nodded slightly, raised his head, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him: "...... Sir, I understand. It's just that...... As a patriarch, can't you really have your own emotions, and do you really have to be so ruthless to take the helm of this ship?"

The middle-aged man slowly bowed his body and said in a low voice: "Please keep in mind your identity at all times." ”

"I ......" Du took a deep breath: "I only remember...... When I was very young, this nephew of mine used to hold me with his own hands and teach me to ride a horse. Although he called me aunt, he never ...... They all treated me like a little sister. Now, now......"

The middle-aged man raised his head, his gaze indifferent: "I don't want to hit you a second time, miss." ”

Du Weiwei wiped away a tear from the corner of her eyes, she seemed to regain her composure in an instant, and after taking two deep breaths, her face gradually became indifferent: "Okay...... In the imperial capital, if there is any news, you will report it to me immediately. And also...... The guy I put you on your radar......"

"You mean the young professor at the Academy of Magic? The middle-aged man's eyes moved slightly: "It is undeniable that this young magic professor is indeed extraordinary, and the talent and talent he has shown are indeed worthy of your attention." But...... My personal assessment is that he was already too deeply involved in this coup d'état, so ...... Now, the family's approach to this young magic professor will only bring some uncontrollable unexpected risks to the family, so I propose you to ......"

"Okay, I'll naturally make a decision on what you need to do, you just need to tell me what you get. Saying that, Du Weiwei's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Sir, you can indeed propose a proposal for me, but it is I who makes the final decision...... It can only be me!"

The middle-aged man was not angry, but seemed to be slightly relieved, looked at Du Weiwei's gaze, revealed a hint of praise, and nodded slowly: "Yes...... That Mr. Darling, there is no news of him yet, the imperial city has been closed, I only heard that there was a bloody battle in the imperial city last night, and many people did die in the end, but the list, I haven't got it yet. ”

"Get your hands on it, let me know immediately!" Du shook slightly, and his face turned a little pale.

The middle-aged man nodded again and bowed.

Then he slowly took out a scroll of paper from his sleeve and unfolded it, glanced at it, and said, "Miss, the messenger of King Mudaso of the Prairie has been waiting for you for a day. You should see him at noon. Regarding the worship of the grassland this year, they had several tribes fighting in the past, and they were hit by snow disasters in winter, so they asked if the amount of war horses and cattle and sheep supplied this year could be reduced. My advice is that, as the patriarch of the family, you can meet him and hear what they have to say. ”

"No!" Du Weiwei's face sank, her eyes showed a trace of impatience, she looked at the middle-aged man coldly: "Sir, I'm not in the mood to see these grassland people now." Hmph......"

"But ......"

"No, but!" Du raised his chin slightly, raised his face, looked at the middle-aged man, and said coldly: "You just tell him! Tell them the king of the grassland: This year's sacrifice will not be reduced! When the spring comes, if there is one less cattle, sheep and war horses to be enshrined...... No, even if a leg of mutton is missing, I will personally lead the troops to his royal court to ask for it! By the way, I will take his head!"