"Very good, Lidakus is doing a good job!" When receiving the news that Luarka and Skivo were announcing their obedience to the northwest coast, the fat man was leading 30,000 high-spirited troops on the way to the capital of the Duchy of Baston. This is the plain of Achia, where the capital of the Duchy of Baseton is located, and the yellow weeds in autumn are swaying with the wind.

"Messenger of Baston?" the fat man stopped his horse and looked sharply at the guards kneeling in front of him.

"Yes, the other party is in the town in front, and he has the Duke of Baseton's inscription and seal on him, saying that he has something important to see His Majesty" The guard raised his head and replied loudly.

"The Bathonians are really not as tough as the Blais!" the fat man's eyes narrowed slightly, tightened his horsewhip, and looked at the sky outside,

The autumn sun is very bright on the earth, there is a little white feeling all around, the town with spire buildings in the distance, the autumn grass moving with the wind, every qiē makes people drowsy, under the pressure of the army, the Bastonians finally showed signs of submission, "Your Majesty, we are less than fifty miles away from the capital of the Bastonians, and now we think of sending someone to negotiate! The one-eyed dragon Salons said with a look of battle on the side, this time to attack Brace, the stubborn resistance of the Breisse people made the progress of the Salonian army slow, and finally defeated the Breess army, and it was necessary for the Falcon Majesty to take action in person, which really made Salonn feel very embarrassed, and this resentment was sprinkled on the heads of the Bassonians

The 25,000 Salon legionnaires divided into three routes and encircled the capital of Baston, and the fat man personally led 15,000 steppe cavalry to crush from the front, and the defense line of the Duchy of Baston was even more contracted, and the strength was already less than 15,000 people, almost completely abandoning the entire border with Bresse, and all the forces were concentrated in the plain of Achilla, where the capital was located. In the face of the pressure of the army, there was a mournful voice throughout the Duchy of Baseton, and a large number of displaced people ran out from the direction of the capital of Baseton.

"Let's go and see it first" The fat man hesitated, straightened his folded clothes, entered the town, and strode towards the place pointed by the guard, in the deepest part of the mansion, was a small independent attic, which looked like one kind of place to discuss private matters. There is no decoration around the small attic. Even a single green grass was carefully plucked. The guards in black armor were scattered around, with a look of vigilance, and the captain of the guard said that he had been searched closely and there was no danger!

When the fat man stepped into the room, he saw a man in a white Baston uniform sitting upright. After walking up to him, the fat man sat down and looked at him carefully. It was a man in his forties, neatly dressed, and always with a gentle smile on his face.

"Are you ......" the fat man made a look that didn't know who he was, and looked him in the eye.

"Your Majesty the Falcon!" the man's eyes showed a hint of fear, and after taking a package from behind him, he handed it to the fat man, "Down is Gordon, the foreign affairs officer of Baston. Only on behalf of the Duke, to convey our goodwill. ”

"Goodwill?"

The fat man's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he waved his hand to the guard beside him,

The guard took the package from Gordon. After looking closely, he slowly opened the cover of the package, and a dazzling blue light shot out from inside. As the package was completely opened, dozens of bucket-sized sea pearls were revealed.

All of them are round and shiny, revealing a glorious light, and at a glance they are priceless treasures.

"It's ......" the fat man's eyes narrowed into a line

"These are the twenty deep-sea beads hidden by the Duke of Baseton, symbolizing the twenty regions of Baseton, and are the embodiment of authority. Gordon smiled and explained the origin of these pearls, which were more striking in their symbolism than their ornate appearance.

"If that's the case, why did you send it to me?"

The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched slightly, although these deep-sea pearls are very good, but for the fat man who sits on the Ikadiva continent, it is really a little impossible to get on the stage, and the other party really treats himself as a barbarian who has never seen the world

Gordon's face was full of smiles, "Because the two countries of Baseton and the Falcon Kingdom can form a brotherly state"

"Oh, it's that simple?" a cold glint flashed in the fat man's eyes,

Gordon's smile suddenly froze, and only then did he react that he was facing the rumored king of the barbarian who was full of murder, and the powerful monarch who even smashed the walls of Bresie,

He hurriedly moved a few steps and said softly, "Of course, we won't be so superficial, the alliance agreement can't prove anything ...... in the current troubled times" Gordon stopped straightening his upper body and said loudly, "Our duke wants to marry your country and marry his beloved daughter to His Majesty Falcon, if possible, His Majesty's heir can also inherit the Duchy of Baseton, and truly unify the two countries." ”

The fat man was stunned for a long time before he said, "You mean political marriage"

"Where, Your Majesty is serious," Gordon smiled. "How many heirs does your duke have?" the fat man's face was cold. There are two heirs to the duke, one male and one female," Gordon's head was covered with sweat, his voice trembling, and the slightly suppressed sound of breathing. "Send the two male heirs, and the marriage will be spared!" The fat man said lightly, "The Duchy of Baston must admit that it belongs to the Northwest Coast Region, and is willing to submit to the jurisdiction of the Northwest Principality! The Falcon Kingdom can garrison troops in the Duchy of Baston" "This ......" Gordon's body trembled slightly, his face was like ashes, he heard that the fat man, the king of the barbarians, was a man of good money and greed, so he took out something aimed at the weakness of the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to be completely unmoved,

Giving the male heirs of the two principalities to the Falcon Kingdom is undoubtedly completely making the future of the principality a puppet of the other party!"Why, don't you want to! Come on, send off!" The fat man stood up and said coldly, "For people who don't even know their identities, I don't think there is any need to talk about it, take these things back, because I will get them myself soon!" "No, don't do this, Falcon Majesty! If you don't meet these conditions, we can still talk!" Gordon's face turned pale with fright, he fell to his knees, and shouted loudly, "Do you think there is still a need to talk?"

The fat man looked condescendingly and said slowly in a low tone

"If you want to show sincerity, you must come up with something that is good enough, and if you think you are more tenacious than the Bresnes, you can try to hold back the iron hooves of my army!" (To be continued......