Realm of Power

"Your Majesty, it seems that the Julius family is facing a major crisis." Lidakus, the foreign minister of the empire, reported the information obtained from the exchange to the fat man alone in the study.

Compared with Gregory who is solely responsible for the family's finances, this genius who manages the empire's logistics and military supplies can easily distinguish which data the other party speaks of is fake, which is true, and which is half-truth.

"So, there seems to be some internal problem with the other party, which has led to a significant reduction in financial taxes this quarter?" The fat man sat leisurely on the chair, tapping the elm armrest of the seat with his fingers, and the passionate words just now flashed through his mind. A scene that looked less like a premeditation and more like a spur-of-the-moment move.

"I think so. Although the other party has tried his best to hide it, when he heard that our finances were in deficit, he couldn't help but show a wry smile similar to financial deterioration." Lidakus concluded with certainty.

"So I think this is not a situation that can be solved in a short time. I admire the other party's professionalism, but he is just an old scholar who values ​​data. He has no common sense at all about what the trends of many basic supplies represent.

He inadvertently complained that the family mobilized a large amount of food, armor and war horses to the northwest in July, but did not transfer them in August, resulting in having to pay an extra maintenance fee. This is enough to show that the Julius family is in the northwest. Signs of war and that's their own traditional management area. If it's not against us, then something must be "wrong".'

"Rebellion? Interesting?" The fat man understood the meaning of Lidakus' question and smiled.

"I'm just saying, how could such a big pie be thrown to me so easily? It turns out that the collapsed people can't suppress it. People who fall into the water will cling to even a straw. We are like that. "Straw"

"Pie and straw?" Lidakus was stunned for a moment. He knew pie, but what was straw?

"The other party promised to give us the governor of the northwest coast region as long as we get married. With this title, we will legitimately manage the entire northwest coast region." The fat man didn't bother to explain. He stood up from his seat and looked out the window. "Of course , only a few short years, but it is enough for us.”

"That's great. Aren't we worried about not being able to open a larger trade entrance to the Europa Continent? Now there is no need to consider this problem. In four years, the empire's trade lines will be enough to cover the entire northwest region." Li Dacus looked excited. He had served as the Minister of the Navy for a period of time and had an unusual understanding of the coastline. As long as a port was opened to the outside world. Businessmen from all over the world will gather here, and with Ikadiva’s business advantages, there are hens that can lay golden eggs.

"So I have no room for rejection"

The fat man spread his palms and smiled bitterly, looking helpless, as if he was hit by a huge piece of cake. He walked back to his desk from the window, picked up the quill and parchment on the table and wrote some words. Put it in an envelope, stamp it with red paint, stamp it with your own falcon mark, and hand it to Lidakus

"Send it to the Southern Governor Statunko, and tell the Navy Department to send a main dragon-class fleet back to escort. In the face of such an opportunity, we cannot tolerate a single mistake. Now there is no need to hide our strength. It is time to show the empire It’s time for strength.”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Lidakus took the letter and was about to leave. The moment he was about to go out, the fat man's voice came from behind, "Lidakus, please prepare yourself. This time, you will go to Normandy with me."

"Me?" Lidakus stopped. Turn around blankly

"This time, the empire will have new land, and I need a trustworthy manager." The fat man turned his back to him, seeming to be admiring the night view. He said lightly, "If you have merit, you should be rewarded. The starry sky of the empire should not be the only active figure of military generals."

"Your Majesty..." Lidakus's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but clenched his fingers together, and respectfully closed the study door from the outside. If anyone faced him at this moment, he would see the empire's logistics manager with a look of difficulty on his face. suppressed excitement,

Taking a deep breath, Lidakus stopped at the window sill at the end of the corridor and raised his head. The stars were like shadows, and a beautiful river of starlight hung in the night sky. The wind blew by, and tears flowed down his cheeks unsatisfactorily.

There was a somewhat indescribable feeling in the coolness. Five years later, as a veteran figure who had followed Fatty since the Samor era, he was either the commander of an army or a powerful governor. Only he was still there. I am dawdling in logistics and may seem to have unlimited success, but in fact I am looked down upon by others.

There is no way, the Falcon Army regards military merit as its first achievement. Even people like the Southern Governor Statunko were so excited and grateful that there was a battle. Not to mention himself, after several years, Lidakus no longer had any idea in his heart. There were too many thoughts, but the fat man once again ignited the ideal in his heart. Unexpectedly, one day, I, Lidakus, would shine in the starry sky like those famous generals in history.

In the morning, while having dinner together, the fat man saw Julius Forburg and his daughter who had left last night. They were very harmonious. Julius Forburg still had the serious and somewhat hooligan attitude, listless. Look, it seems that last night was not as depressing as usual

"Theresa has followed me to conquer the northwest since she was a child. She grew up in the barbarian region of the northwest. She doesn't care much about etiquette, so it makes His Majesty laugh."

With a helpless look on his face, Liersford took a few sips of the seafood soup in front of him, then picked up the knife and fork and scratched hard at the piece of smoked tuna in front of him. With such a daughter who is like a little eunuch, any father They will all be helpless

"It's nothing. I have two princesses who are from the northern prairie. I generally don't have any requirements for attire." The fat man withdrew his eyes from Julius Stali opposite him and smiled. "Compared with the habits of the prairie people, it's expensive." The lady’s outfit also has her own unique thoughts.”

"Really? Haha, His Majesty is indeed a broad-minded person." Julius Forbaugh laughed. He didn't have any other thoughts. His words were already giving him face.

The little girl Julius Teresa actually wore a tight-fitting white leather armor on her upper body, which perfectly highlighted her plump breasts. Her lower body was in a brown and black short skirt, which only covered the lower half of her thighs. She was slender. The legs are actually wearing black goose down pantyhose, which completely outlines the beautiful curves of the legs, giving people an extremely strong visual impact. This is not a knight's outfit, nor is it a lady's outfit.

If I must say, it is a thief, a female thief, or if she can't get close to the target, she will resort to the seductive type of seduction. This Julius Forbaugh's apple is extremely good.

as her goal. Fatty's implicit meaning is that he is under a lot of pressure, and the old gangster understands it.

The two talked and laughed for a while, then turned to the expression on the prairie princess that the fat man mentioned just now.

Julius Forbaugh scooped up a piece of shredded langsha fish floating in the spices of Ding Lan, and took a sip of water. "Your Majesty's acceptance range is really surprising, as far as I know. Prairie people have always regarded women as their The most important property, His Majesty, who would fight to the death to give in to those who robbed their women, actually owns two prairie princesses. This is really..." Julius Ford shook his head with envy.

"It's nothing"

Foreign Minister Lidakus explained nonchalantly, "Your Majesty is the Khan of the northern grassland people. In fact, the northern grasslands are also part of the Falcon Kingdom. It is normal to have two princesses from the grassland people as princesses." Nothing but”

The knife and fork in the hand of "King Khan of the Prairie People" Julius Forborg almost dropped to the ground. Looking at the fat man with an honest face, his mouth was slightly open and he couldn't close it. Opposite him, Julie Stella had a pair of charming and boundless eyes, looking at the fat man with an unbelievable look.

"Prairie people have always respected the strong. Did your Majesty inherit the position of King Khan?" Julius Ford's voice trembled.

"No, His Majesty was elected as King Khan by the grassland people after he used force to unify the eastern and western grasslands." Lidakus's voice made Julius Fort's eyes look like they were filled with generators. sparkling,

"King Khan, damn it, those guys in the intelligence system all deserve to die. Facing a king and facing a Khan are two completely different things." If this is true, then the Julius family has dug up a huge diamond this time. mine,

The fat man is now a shining super diamond in the eyes of Julius Ford. He only started to pay attention to the Falcon Kingdom after the destruction of Normandy. The information he received was so limited that he didn't even know the composition of the Arcadiva continent. The size of Icadiva can only be judged by the length of the coastline.

He was an imperial general who controlled one side, but the Gallic Empire was located inland and had poor war horse resources. The army was mainly infantry and there were not many cavalry. The main battle force was still phalanx infantry equipped with heavy armor. Speaking of the grassland The confrontation between the cavalry is simply a history of blood and tears. The cavalry is the natural enemy of the infantry, and often before they face it head-on, the prairie cavalry's cavalry shooting has already broken the infantry phalanx into a sieve.

The slow-moving phalanx infantry were simply targets nailed there. Although they were blocked by heavy armor and shields, the arrow clusters did little harm to the soldiers, but in the face of the arrow clusters falling like a torrential rain, the morale of the soldiers was inevitably shaken.

For the prairie cavalry, the countries of Oubaluo Continent can only adopt a passive defense strategy and build city walls and fortresses to limit the mobility of the prairie cavalry. On the northwest front of Fort Julius Ford, Fort Julius Fort is using More than 200,000 manpower was used to build a long wall along the defense zone to block the cavalry. It can be seen that even Fort Julius Ford cannot face the invasion of the prairie cavalry.

"If your majesty is really the Khan, I wonder if you can support us with some war horses." Julius Fort is worthy of being an old man, and immediately felt that the consul was sold too cheaply.

"How much?" The fat man rolled his eyes with a calm expression. Since there is no need to hide his strength, now is the time to show it, otherwise he will be looked down upon by the Julius family.

"Ten thousand horses," Julius Ford took a deep breath and said boldly.

"Although it's a marriage, we can't give it in vain." The fat man smiled. "And even if I give you 10,000 war horses, do you have such a number of skilled cavalry who can drive these horses?"

"This..." Julius Fort said silently. His legion was also infantry, and the number of cavalry was less than five thousand. The reason why he proposed ten thousand was to see how good the fat man was, King Khan. Unexpectedly The other party responded so quickly,