The wind blew between the fat man and Ulibik, and the silence could hear the sound of the needle dropping,

"I don't understand what you mean?" the fat man showed a surprised expression, he didn't expect the other party to think of this,

Although it is very close, but in this situation, it is absolutely impossible to admit that in charge of the northwest and controlling the overall situation, the fat man does have the intention of using Baston, which will be used as a peripheral barrier, as a decisive battlefield once a conflict breaks out.

"Why do you have to hide it like this!"

The old Duke of Ulibic looked at the fat man with burning eyes, and said sadly at the corner of his mouth. His Majesty now has four districts, O'Acha, Brace, Normandy, and Basta, which seem to be connected in a line, but they are facing the problem that the defense line is too long and the army is difficult to defend, in this case, only by taking the outer barrier of Baston can the sea area get a trace of safety to rely on, if I am not mistaken, His Majesty's ambition is by no means limited to this, the next goal must be from the northwest coast to the entire northwest, Baston is located on the periphery of the northwest coast, and it is a natural flat terrain, which is the best battlefield for nature！

Duke Ulibik's voice stopped, and he said with a bit of grief and indignation

"In fact, in the past history, there have been many decisive battles in the northwest are in Baston, look at the barrenness of the land in front of you, part of it is caused by the natural climate, and the other part is caused by war, otherwise, with the plain topography of Baston, why is it weak and unbearable, it is really a war and conflict for many years, and the people of Baston have been greatly reduced! In those days, the Normans used to fight the Rodsen here, and the Denias fought against the Nolesonby.

I know that in the eyes of you ambitious powers, Baston is a natural battleground! It is easy to bypass Brandenburg, but no one cares about the people of Baston who live in this land!"

The fat man was silent, and suddenly said to Salon next to him, "Give him a sword!

"Your Majesty ......" Salon was stunned for a moment,

"Follow the order!" the fat man said in an accentuated tone. Reluctantly, Saron called an infantry captain and ordered him to hand over his infantry sword to Duke Ulibik on the other side

"Good sword!" Ulibic took the infantry sword, the heavy weight and sharp cold air made his face sink, and he waved his wrist skillfully, bringing up a flickering cold light, which was extremely sharp, making the sound of the air being split,

Although it is only a standard infantry sword, it reveals an amazing forging skill. This couldn't help but make Ulibik's face more solemn,

The military technology of this barbarian king in the northwest is not at all as rumored by the outside world, and it is still in the uncivilized primary forging of the barbarians, just with this seemingly ordinary infantry sword, it can be seen that the equipment of this barbarian army, in fact, has completely thrown off the popularization standard of the northwest region several streets, and the other party's armament is at the peak of the northwest region. It is not difficult to understand why the countries that fought against it were defeated so quickly and so miserably.

In the army of lords of the Northwest Territories. Even generals don't necessarily have such a good sword, which is not only sharp, but also has a certain toughness, and this is not just a matter of ore. It's skill, very exquisite skill,

In fact, he overestimated the falconry's forging skills.

The weapons of the Falcon Army are uniformly manufactured by the Military Research Institute, and are inspected by the Weapons Research Institute from time to time, and the master craftsmen of the Weapons Research Institute are extremely strict in the inspection of the weapons

Sometimes, these master craftsmen who are responsible for checking the quality of weapons will also forge a few excellent products by themselves because of their skills, and this kind of sophisticated weapons that exceed ordinary standards are called "military swords" in the Falcon Army, and they will generally be awarded by the Ministry of Military Affairs to officers who are brave in battle.

And the infantry sword in the hands of this infantry captain is precisely such a "military sword",

The position of the hilt of these military swords, engraved with the name of the forger and the master craftsman, has become a very valuable collection, on the black market, such a sword with both the name of the master craftsman and the name of the specific user can easily be sold for more than 1,000 gold coins, most of the collectors are rich merchants, many of these merchants are nobles, the culture is generally relatively high, they are not warriors, but they like to rely on these things to imagine war,

Imagine how such a cold sword, in the hands of a heroic falcon warrior, swept through all directions, these weapons may have witnessed a lot of battles, history, and even once cut off the heads of some well-known generals,

They witnessed the magnificence of the war, killed people, and drank blood, which made the merchants who owned the goods tremble with excitement, and if the user was a very famous general, the price would sometimes be inflated to the point of unbelievable.

For this situation, the fat man knows, the Ministry of Supervision once wanted to investigate this kind of thing thoroughly, but was stopped by the fat man, the national martial arts is a good phenomenon, so that the soldiers who were wounded in the war and retired from the army, after being discharged from the army, can use the weapons used before in exchange for a lot of income, it is also a good way, for the soldiers, this is an encouragement, their bravery and fame, not only can bring them glory, but also wealth.

"Get out of the way!"

The fat man waved his hand, signaled the guards to retreat, got down from the warhorse, and was less than a meter away from Ulibik, his eyes slowly fell on Ulibik's face full of vicissitudes, and the corners of his mouth grinned, "You may be right, I did have plans to use Baston as a battlefield, but you reminded me that Baston people are also human beings and desire peace, but the army has been fighting fiercely for a month, and it has finally reached the last step, and it is impossible to say if you withdraw like this, I believe you think the same way" "You are the first foreign monarch to think like this." A flash of gratitude flashed across Duke Ulibik's face, and he raised his sword to his brow.

In response, the fat man snorted, unsheathed his sword, and pointed straight at him, "Come on, let the duel decide the fate of Baseton, no matter what the result is, I can promise you that Baseton will no longer be a cruel battlefield!"

"Kill!" Duke Ulibic exerted all his strength, and let out a low shout, and his old body struggled to raise his long sword and rushed towards the fat man,

At this moment, everyone felt a kind of tragedy, this Duke of Baseton was using his life to maintain his dignity, and the wind was blowing on his face a little painful,

The fat man swept by like the wind, swinging his sword, and after clearly hearing the crisp sound of the sword intersecting, everyone saw two people staggering by. The old duke of Ulibik lay down on his back to the sky, the fat man's war knife had been withdrawn from the scabbard, there was no blood on the ground, the fat man used the hilt! (To be continued......