At sunset, a convoy of horses entered the town of Danfeng on the northwest and southwest borders.

Because of the tense situation, there were very few people in the whole town, and the caravans that used to travel between the two places were no longer visible, and the local residents also closed their gates before it was dark, and only the wind blew up the leaves on both sides of the street to make a rustling sound.

The caravan entered the town and stopped at a tavern with a sign. The fat man got off his war horse and came to a simple wine shed to sit down, because of the large reduction of the caravan, there was almost no one in the wine shed that used to supply wine to the merchants, and he saw a group of strong mercenaries coming over, the owner of the wine shed was very nervous, recently the caravan mercenaries had no task, and all of them were not very good-tempered, like a flame barrel, gathering crowds to make trouble and smashing the situation from time to time, "Everyone. I'm ...... here" The boss was in his forties, and his face turned white with fright, "Tonight, we've got it here!"

The fat man threw the boss a yellow, orange and orange gold coin, the wine shed was very simple, a table, a few benches, and a few barrels of ale wine were fixed on the table with a wooden shelf, all of which added up to a dozen silver coins at most, and the boss saw that it was a gold coin, his eyes were smiling, and he said yes and went happily

The bright red sunset faded little by little on the horizon, the refreshing wind blew, the fat man took a sip of the inconspicuous-looking ale, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hot fire felt down his throat, and 20 guards lined up all around to be on guard

The 170,000 army has already spread out the battle formation on the Sona River on the border, and he, the commander of the whole army, naturally has no leisure to wander around, but the people who need to be invited this time are too special, and the fat man has to come in person in addition to arranging the army.

The person who invited was Murphy Obon, the head of the Southwest District, and now his position is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

The fat man was very cautious, although he was accompanied by no more than 20 cavalrymen. But 1 mile from the town, there were 1,000 Guards cavalry, and 10 miles away, 3,000 Guards cavalry were waiting for them without dismounting, and at the slightest circumstance, the Guards cavalry would come in a surge

And the fat man believes that the Murphy Oron who came to the meeting will also arrange it in the same way, although the Murphy Dragonwear Cavalry was planted once in his own hands, but he also has to admit that the Murphy Dragonwear Cavalry is an active and elite force. And Murphy Boone is an ambitious hero,

In a short period of time, the situation was opened in the southwest, and with the help of strength, under the reputation of confrontation with the northwest, he single-handedly included the military power, more than 100,000 southwestern, plus 30,000 Murphy dragon armor heavy cavalry, and built a southwest can be described as impregnable

This time the army of the Gallic emperor conquered the northwest. It is not without the intention of deterring the lone wolf in the southwest at the same time, and it may even be that after cleaning up the northwest, the 180,000 army turned around and attacked the southwest, and the lips were cold. The fat man didn't believe that a smart man like Murphy Boone wouldn't be able to see it,

It was based on this realization that the fat man calculated that Murphy Boone agreed to an invitation to a secret meeting,

Waited for half an hour. A large sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the town, and a guard came from the side with a nervous look on his face, and whispered in the fat man's ear, "Your Majesty." The Southwestern Army is coming!" the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the guards stood up with lightning speed, grabbed their weapons, and stood ready for battle.

More than a dozen cavalrymen appeared at the entrance of the town with a storm wind, and when they saw the black cavalry on the opposite side, their horse's hooves slowed down, approached cautiously, and stopped their horses at a distance of twenty paces from the wine shed.

The red torches reflected the faces of the cavalry on both sides, and the two sides looked at each other, the hands of the southwestern army pressed on the unsheathed swords, and the fingers of the guards cavalry were buckled on the crossbows.

The atmosphere was tense like a tense bowstring, and at any time it could make both sides immediately fly flesh and blood because of a soft sound, and this was the most dangerous moment, neither side dared to move, for fear of being misunderstood by the other party as hostility and inviting a stormy attack. "Lord Murphy Obonne, are you and I going to face each other forever when we leave the army and see each other?"

The fat man smiled, got up from his seat, and strode forward a few steps, just now, he had already recognized Murphy Obonne, the head of the Southwest Region,

Purple hair is rare, and the handsome appearance and the gaze of no one clearly indicate the identity of the other party, surrounded by the cavalry of the Southwest Army, the handsome Murphy Oboone also adds a bit of majesty and solemnity. "Your Excellency is the Falcon Majesty!"

Murphy Boone's eyes were fixed on the fat man's face, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and he looked at the mediocre-looking fat man opposite in disbelief, he hadn't really seen the Vekia Falcon up close, but he still remembered that in the original battle between the southwest and the northwest, the bold posture of the Vekia Falcon on the city wall and beating the drum, that kind of majestic domineering, the sound of the drum beat that moved the earth, actually came from the hands of such a mediocre-looking person, which really surprised him, "It's like a fake!" The fat man had a harmless smile on his face, and said calmly, "It's really rude!" A trace of shame flashed on Murphy Boone's face, and he discussed it with his subordinates, a cavalryman circled around, and indeed found no abnormality, Murphy Boone got off the horse, although his mouth was full of apologies, but a pair of eyes were grunting

"Don't worry, there won't be anyone else!" Across the wine shed, the fat man had already stretched out a hand and said, "Lord Murphy Boone, please come in." "Brush" the guards uniformly got out of the way, standing on the side of the road,

Murphy Obon's expression suddenly became solemn, and one of the dozen or so Southwest Army guards behind him stepped forward, but was stopped by the guards, who said in a cold voice, "No one can enter except Lord Murphy Oone, and in the same way, only His Majesty Falcon is here to participate in the talks, and also, please ask Murphy Oone to hand over the weapons he carries!"

As soon as the guard's words came out, the guards of the Southwest Army were in an uproar, and Murphy Boone's face changed slightly, he was a very cautious person, this meeting, not only wore chain mail in his clothes, but also carried a sharp short sword for self-defense, this kind of meeting where the enemy and I are unknown, who dares to guarantee that the other party will not suddenly attack, after all, he is the person in charge of the Southwest Region, killing himself, at least it can cause a shock in the Southwest, which will have a heavy impact on the current war situation,

But when Murphyo Boone arrived, he found that the Vikia Falcon was really powerful and empty-handed. There is no weapon on the body, and compared to the two, he is too cautious and courageous

"Weapons are the soul of soldiers, how can they be handed over casually!" This change of Murphy Oone also made everyone on both sides look at it, and in order to save some face, more than a dozen Southwest Army guards began to shout

"Forget it, I'm free of arms, I'm sure Lord Murfeoh Boone wouldn't do such a thing!" the fat man waved his hand in the wine shed, and the guard hesitated. Make the way before Jean Murphy Boone,

They are just routines, what kind of character is the Falcon Majesty! Even if it is a fist, it can smash the knight's sword into a crooked fierce man, even if the other party has a weapon, what can it be! Of course, if the other party really thinks that His Majesty has no weapons and suddenly attacks, then he will definitely not even know how to die, and the soft sword of the Falcon Majesty Xià, which is similar to a belt, no longer knows how much blood he has drunk

Look at the murderous guards. At the door of the wine shed, Murphy Boone was visibly hesitant, he couldn't find a reason to object to this seemingly fair one-on-one negotiation, and he was embarrassed to say, "This barbarian king is too powerful." I dare not see him alone". One-on-one negotiation, which seems fair, but the identity and means of the other party are obviously suppressing themselves.

In fact. Anyone who has studied the history of the Falcon Empire would not think that this is a fair talk. One is a supreme master who has fought all over the continent of Icadivar without encountering an opponent, and Murphy Boone is just a wise general who is not known for his martial arts.

If he really started to do it, it was estimated that in less than five seconds, the Vicoya Falcon would be able to pierce his throat with a sword.

"If I knew this was the case, I should have brought Murphylins!" Murphy Boone gritted his teeth with some annoyance, because of his physical relationship, he was not a brave general, and Murphylins was the first fierce general in the family, and he was supposed to follow, but in order not to arouse the suspicion of the crusading army, Murphy Oone let Murphy Boone stay in the base camp of the Southwest Army to deal with possible changes

"Lord Murphy Oboone, if you don't even have the courage to come in and talk alone, then I will be disappointed!" The fat man heard the sound of Murphy Oone's hesitant footsteps outside, and did not look back, the torches outside were bright, but there was only an oil lamp lit in the wine shed, and the bean-sized lamp swayed faintly in the wind,

The Falcon sat in front of the rough table, he just sat upright, but the pressure was already showing through the tall figure, at this moment, no one will remember his mediocre appearance, it was a back that could make people feel infinite pressure just by waving his hand

"Fart, what don't I dare!" Murphy Boone was a soldier after all, and was suddenly aroused by this sentence, and boldly walked into the wine shed and sat down in front of the fat man, and snorted, "Falcon Majesty, is this the hospitality courtesy of the Northwest?" This time I came to the appointment sincerely, isn't Your Majesty worried about the 180,000 Gallic army?" "Worried, of course I'm worried!" But I know that someone is more worried than me!" The corner of the fat man's mouth sneered, and he took another sip of the wine glass, " What do you mean by that?" Murphy Boone's face changed, and he glanced at the humble mud bowl, holding the bowl but why he didn't have the courage to drink it, it didn't matter if it was dirty or not, but what if it was poisoned? "Isn't it?" The fat man raised his head and looked at Murphyo Boone, whose face was pale, and his black pupils glowed slightly in the dimness, like the most dazzling starlight in the night sky, and said slowly, "Although the pressure of the Gallic army is terrifying, my northwest land has long been in a tight position, the whole territory is mobilized, and the troops are even more than him, as long as an army advances, other forces will also meet at any time, and the other party's arrangement of shadows is also contained by my 30,000 cavalry,

"Without this shadow in the back, the other party will only have one way to attack, although the opponent's troops are fierce, is it possible that my northwest coast is vegetarian? If you want to swallow my Xinhai City in one bite, you are not afraid that your mouth will be broken before you bite it!"

"This can't be!" Murphy Boone's face was gloomy and indistinguishable, in fact, he was hit by the fat man, and he had been unwilling to agree with the idea in his heart

"It's really impossible, or Your Excellency doesn't want to think like that at all!" The fat man's expression was grim, and the corners of his mouth slightly pursed and said slowly, "Although Your Excellency's southwest army has more than 100,000 troops, they are all Gallic regular troops, once the other party finds that there is no way to advance north, the army can take advantage of the situation and eat your southwest in one fell swoop, will Your Excellency rely on the Gallic army to meet the Gallic army? At that time, Your Excellency's southwest army is only afraid that it will be equivalent to giving it to others for nothing! The 180,000 troops of the Gallic Emperor cannot crush the northwest, but if it only deals with the southwest, it will be more than enough." Moreover, it is said that the logistics of the 180,000 troops this time were all supplied by the southwest. Isn't this typical of the southwestern of your Excellency?"

The fat man's voice stopped, he saw that Murphy Boone was silent, but a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, knowing that he had hit the weakness of this southwestern tyrant, and continued, "I heard that Stanley Binsai, who served as the commander this time, is a famous general on the eastern battlefield of Gaul, and he must know the Murphy dragon armor that crisscrosses the eastern battlefield. If the attack on the northwest is not ideal, you will take the opportunity to collect the southwest army, and your Excellency's position in the southwest will not be stable

"You talk nonsense......" Murfeo Boone glared angrily at the fat man, his face flushed, his mouth open but finally unable to speak, Murfeo Boone is not an arrogant person. On the contrary, he was more cautious than most, and he was more concerned about the situation and changes in himself, and he spoke from the position of Julil Lsford in Gallic Kyoto, with the intention of currying favor with the northwest. As long as the northwest is stable, he can meet all kinds of challenges without worries.

But no one expected that His Majesty the Emperor would also be insightful about this situation. crossed to the southwest and directly put the blow in the northwest,

The words of Vikia Falcon are hard to hear. But the reason is very correct, although the southwest army is in its own hands, but after all, it is the regular army of the Gallic Empire, once they put up a rebel flag, it would be good to be willing to play with one-tenth of them, Murphy dragon cavalry is loyal, but although the number is 30,000, it cannot withstand the onslaught of the 180,000 Gallic united army. The other party took this opportunity to collect troops in the southwest, and took away all the troops and financial resources that he had painstakingly managed, and the number of troops could reach a considerable 300,000. From a strategic point of view, it is very likely that His Majesty the Emperor had this idea in his heart.

"Let's get it straight, what do you want me to do?"

Murphy Obon's heart was shaking, he was already a very decisive person, a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes through gritted teeth, under the bean-like light, his handsome face was full of cyan, since the Vekia Falcon found him, it must have been to deal with the 180,000 Gallic army, if it weren't for the fact that the preparations had not yet been completed, and the Southwestern Army was not all under control, erecting the rebel flag too early would only attract the rebellion of the people, and Murphy Boone himself might have stabbed the 180,000 Gallic army that was obviously aimed at him.

"I heard that the logistics of the army are in charge of the southwest?" The fat man looked at the resolute Murphy Oone and knew that this guy had finally made up his mind, so he said, "Your Excellency only needs to do some tricks and feet in logistics, and we will take care of the rest!"

"Logistics, it's difficult!" Murphy Boone knew what the Vecchia Falcon was thinking, and when he defeated the 100,000 army in the southwest, he adopted the tactic of cutting off the logistics line in one fell swoop, but this time it obviously didn't work, and he shook his head,

Murphy Boone smiled bitterly and said, "Although the logistics are in charge of my southwest, but there are 10,000 Praetorian Guards personally sent by His Majesty the Emperor as the material supervision team, if I deliberately withhold or not send it, I will be arrested by the material supervision team, don't look at me as the person in charge of the southwest region, the person in charge of the supervision team this time is a senior general of the Ministry of Military Affairs, and he is no worse than me in terms of identity! Once he finds a problem, he can even directly issue an arrest warrant to me, and this 10,000 Janissaries is enough to ensure the safety of food!"

"There are many kinds of hands and feet, and when the heavy rain fell in May this year, is there no loss of grain storage in your land?" the fat man smiled, and decided to point out to this guy, and said, "I believe that there should be a lot of granaries that have been soaked by the rain, and the grain in them has also been soaked!, but I heard that Your Excellency took out all this grain to dry, and then sold it," ...... that grain, Murphy Oone was stunned for a moment when he heard it,

"They were all bought by my merchant, but when they were found out during the crossing, they were all detained, and the merchant has been executed!" the fat man said slowly with a sinister face, "As for the grain, I can send someone to give it to you secretly!"

"Take the soaked grain as the army food, that's not ......" Murphy Boone was taken aback by the fat man's idea, he is also the commander of the army, and he knows very well that even if the damp food is dried, it will easily cause diseases in the army when eaten, and the soldiers vomit and diarrhea, and it will soon spread,

Plague, the most terrible thing in this era, not to mention hundreds of thousands of troops, even millions of troops have to be scattered.

"Although it sounds a bit excessive, compared to the crisis situation in the southwest, your Excellency thinks that is a better choice!" said the fat man, "Now that the southwest is short of food, you can still buy it from us in the past, but now that the trade route has been cut off, is your Excellency ready to ignore the hundreds of thousands of living beings in the southwest and take the little remaining grain as military food?"

If the situation of the army marching north is unfavorable, I dare to assert that the other side will definitely plunder the southwest on the spot to maintain this war, and at that time, even if you make a statement to the above, who will care!" (To be continued......