My Empire

Chris is going to be in Serris, and some people are going to travel far. A newly emerging country naturally has many diplomatic matters that need to be dealt with.

Strider, who became the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Principality of Alan Hill, has now completely entered his role. He took the goods all the way north, and entered the steppe empire on the day that Tubao became the land of the Principality of Ailan Hill.

Now, he has come to the king's account of the steppe empire, among a group of warriors who are as strong as a calf, walked slowly into the hall of the khan of the steppe empire.

Although the world still calls the capital of the prairie empire Wangzhang, in fact it has long since become a city, inhabited by the strongest warriors in the prairie, and the most fat cattle and sheep in the prairie.

In fact, there has never been an envoy from the south for a long time, and negotiated with the king's account of the Steppe Empire. After the Arante Empire became the dogleg of the Magic Empire, the Steppe Empire was no longer able to go south to harass the Arrant Empire.

They can only plunder some things in Hanhai and North County, and then return to their own grassland. The barren grassland does not have magic concentrate to provide to the Holy Demon Empire, so they can only live in despair in the north.

The reason why the Arrant Empire did not go north to destroy the Prairie Empire was actually the same as the Holy Demon Empire did not destroy the Arrant Empire: because it was too poor to look down on that barren land.

However, Chris does not think that the Prairie Empire is useless. He thinks that at least it can provide him with animal power and cotton and other raw materials. It is a good natural ally that can form an alliance!

So he dispatched Strider, hoping that he could complete the covenant between Ailan Hill and the Prairie Empire, forming strategic partnerships between the two countries. Ailan Hill could use the Prairie Empire as a dumping ground for commodities, and the Prairie Empire You can export raw materials to Ailan Hill in exchange for more living supplies.

This is definitely a win-win business, so Chris does not think that the other party will reject such an alliance. Because Ailan Hill really holds too many necessities for life in the Prairie Empire.

Not to mention, the salt that Ailan Hill exported to the Prairie Empire in the past two months made the Prairie Empire extremely dependent. Counting iron and other things, Ailan Hill has more economic invasion and control of the steppe empire than at any time in history.

Nicholas Weiss leaned on his chair and looked down at Strider who walked in front of him. He didn't seem to want to speak.

Next to him, a minister in a long robe looked at Strider, and asked with a long voice, "You, the envoy from the south, what are you doing here?"

"I have come to conclude an alliance with the Prairie Empire." Strider introduced himself: "On behalf of the Principality of Ailan Hill, convey the will for everlasting peace."

"We've always been at peace." On the other side, a military commander with a saber slung around his waist joked with a very offensive opening.

The surrounding grassland empire generals all laughed. They will go south several times a year, and their main target is the northernmost sea.

"I came here on behalf of Grand Duke Ailan Hill Chris, and I came here with great sincerity. If the Prairie Empire is unwilling to live with us peacefully, then I can leave immediately." Strider contemptuously Looking at the generals of the steppe empire, he said in a cold voice.

His words made many fierce generals angry, but before they could speak to counterattack, the minister in robes on the other side took the lead and said: "We have always abide by the covenant, and peace is what we desire... But we The treaty seems to be signed with Arrant, not with Ailan Hill."

"Alan Hill, is the principality entrusted by His Majesty the Emperor of the Arante Empire..." Strider said arguably.

"In the treaty that year, although our steppe empire was defeated, there were still hundreds of thousands of cavalry waiting. The six castles in the northeast were originally the hunting grounds that Arante left us back then..." The minister flaunted his strength and threatened. Strider said.

In his opinion, the wealthy Ailan Hill is simply the best target for a looting. The other party has salt and cloth, ironware and various other wonderful things. Grabbing these things will greatly alleviate the poverty of the steppe empire.

Strider smiled slightly, and asked, "Then, if one day, Ailan Hill went to the grassland to go hunting, your grassland empire would also welcome it?"

"Bold!" A military commander wanted to get out of the queue with a long sword, but was stopped by the minister with his eyes. Other generals who wanted to step forward saw the minister's face, and they all suppressed the urge to violent.

I saw that the minister, after stopping the generals who came out, walked forward two steps, looked at Strider and asked: "Actually, I really want to know, why do you dare to cross Arrant Empire, talk to us about the covenant."

Hearing what the other party said, Strider grinned. He looked at Nicholas Weiss who was still sitting on the throne, and asked: "Since we want to see our strength, then I will Our grand prince’s gift to your majesty, send it up."

The minister frowned, then nodded, and agreed to Strider's request. Soon, two Ellen Hill soldiers carried a small wooden box and walked to Strider's side.

They opened the wooden box, revealing a long thing inside. None of the people present can recognize this thing, but this thing has a resounding name in Ailan Hill: Mauser 98k!

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out the brand-new Mauser 98k rifle from the box. Strid pulled the bolt unskilledly, pushed a bullet onto the barrel, and then pointed at the distant pillar, underlining 'S pulled the trigger.

"Bah!" After a gunshot, all the guards and generals on the scene pulled out their knives in fright, trying to step forward to stop Strider who was holding a dangerous weapon.

However, Strid put the weapon back in the box, and then looked at those steppe empire generals who would only try their best: "This is the Mauser rifle developed by Elan Hill. The Grand Duke asked me to send it. To your majesty."

As Strider was talking, he pointed to the Mauser 98k rifle in the box and said, "If the Steppe Empire is willing to form an alliance with us, then ironware, cloth, salt and the like, we will all supply enough. , Never undercut."

"If the Prairie Empire insists on going south and wants to meet with the Principality of Ai Lanhill, then I Ai Lanhill 50,000 soldiers equipped with this weapon will welcome your warriors!" After saying this, Strid waved his hand, and the two Ellen Hill soldiers put down the box, turned and retreated, without even looking at the sharp points of the knives surrounding them.

The strong Nicholas Vishkhan finally got up from his throne, his body as burly as a wall. He stepped on the soft wool carpet and walked to Strider's side before he said: "You just had a chance to kill me."

"If Your Majesty insists on being an enemy of Ai Lan Xier, we Ai Lan Xier can shoot more accurately than I am. There are too many soldiers." Strid stopped half a step, staring at the opponent's eyes and attacked.

Weiss profusely bent over himself, took the rifle out of the box, and handed it to Strider: "One more time, I was far away just now and I didn't see it clearly."

After receiving the rifle in Da Khan's hand, Stridella moved the bolt, reloaded a new bullet, and then handed it back to Nicholas Weiss Da Khan.

The burly and unusual Nicholas Weiss took the rifle and heard Strid's brief explanation. Then he took the rifle and put it in a shooting position. Trider: "Pull this thing called the trigger, and you're dead?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, if you pull this trigger, I will die." Strider nodded. He felt a very dangerous aura, a trembling aura from the ruler.

Nicholas Weiss succeeded to the throne when he was seven years old and became a profuse. In more than two decades, he built the entire steppe empire into the strongest steppe empire in history, relying on cruelty and fighting.

Now, he has a murderous intention, so the shivering momentum that he exudes is really dense and makes it difficult to breathe.

"Bah!" Weiss pulled the trigger, but it wasn't Strider who was aiming. He shot the general who was still clamoring to looting south, and the bullet easily pierced the armor worn by the general, leaving a small hole in it that was far less traumatic than a bow and arrow.

However, the general was much more miserable than being shot by a bow and arrow. He opened his eyes wide and tried to cover the wound on his chest, only to find that he was strong, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.

He struggled to stand still, but staggered backwards. It wasn't until he was lying on the ground and the blood soaked his back that he realized how powerful the things in Weiss sweating hands were.

"Uh..." He just let out a dull hum before he wanted to speak, and closed his eyes forever. And around him, the group of generals who dared not move again, looked at the corpse on the ground and swallowed a mouthful of saliva to stabilize their minds.

"The decision has been made! The grassland and Ailan Hill...peace!" Nicholas Weiss lowered the muzzle and pulled the bolt once again, as skilled as a gunner who had been trained for a long time: "This thing is not bad. !I like it very much!"