Realm of Power

"Where is that woman now?" The fat man stopped the horse and held the reins tightly with his fingers. The raindrops hit his helmet and turned into a trace of coldness. "In the base camp thirty miles away from here, I sent an adjutant to stabilize her first!" Zhe Ningsheng said, "My subordinates wonder if Julius Fort's sudden decision to launch a battle against Brandenburg has anything to do with this matter."

"It's possible!" The fat man nodded in agreement, seeming to be thinking about something. "I heard that this woman is the apple of Julius Fort's eye. From the last meeting, we can see that such rumors are not groundless. What I am concerned about now is, this time, will Julius Fort place himself in the position of a doting father or the commander-in-chief of an army? Not optimistic about launching the Battle of Brandon? A trace of surprise flashed across his face, "Although there is nothing wrong with taking the initiative to attack, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be forced to launch! And once you take action, you will press it all in without leaving any room!" The fat man looked coldly, and the hooves of the war horse stepped on the soft ground. in the mud , said solemnly, "This feeling is like a red-eyed gambler, don't you think it's strange? The Julius family army broke through the right wing of the opposition alliance twice in a row, but failed because there was no follow-up troops to follow up. "

"This is not like a stupid mistake that a veteran like Julius Ford would make!" "Unless there is a big problem with the coordination of army mobilization, tearing the right wing apart may not necessarily determine victory. But it can severely dampen the spirit of the anti-Julius coalition, especially in such a large-scale battle with a total strength of nearly 300,000 people on both sides. I believe that Julius Ford must be inexplicably regretful at this moment! "

"Perhaps Julius Ford himself didn't expect such an accident, but it shouldn't affect the overall situation!!" Duo Ze twitched the corner of his mouth. He was not proficient in military affairs, but he was not a fool who knew nothing. He also felt that this matter was a bit strange, it was almost like a farce! "I hope I'm just overthinking it!"

The fat man wiped the rain off his cheeks with his hands, smiled, and drove his horse forward, saying, "You can certainly choose a battlefield that is beneficial to you by taking the initiative to attack. It's like playing chess. It's always more advantageous to go first than to go second. But because of this, he proactively exposed the focus of his attacks. . If the effect of a surprise attack cannot be achieved, the opponent will be given time to deal with it calmly. A sharp blade is most intimidating and uncomfortable when it is not unsheathed. Once it is unsheathed, the sword suddenly appears. , but there is no gain at all, and there is no threat at all.

The fat man's voice stopped. His eyes became sharp and he stared directly at the forest in the distance. He sneered at the corner of his mouth and shook his head and said, "And Julius Ford's knife was obviously not used hard for some reason! Or it was due to insufficient preparation in the early stage, or it was a complete accident. , but I'm more worried about internal strife here! In this chaos, the enemies are not only from the anti-Julius alliance, but also from our own people, and there may even be traitors like the Nista Principality. Who dares to say that among these areas that support the Julius family. There are no one or two people who want to get the maximum benefit from this mess!

"Internal strife!" Duo Ze's expression changed. He really didn't think about it. Now that the fat man pointed it out, he felt more and more that this was the most likely possibility.

"What these people hope most now is naturally that this war will hurt both sides!" The fat man waved his riding crop on the horse. "I received a letter from Deputy Julius Fuburg. He hoped that we could send a man with identity. man, who joins him as a representative of the Northwest Coast camp, we can take this opportunity to learn more about the battle that day! In particular, find out the list of commanders who participated in the attack on the right wing that day! In order to represent the attitude of the entire northwest coast, the identity of this person..." The fat man stopped and said something. The expression of hesitating to speak,

Now in the Normandy region, the only person with such an identity other than Salon is Duo Cho. Salon led the army to Nista. He is said to be the representative of the northwest coast, but in fact it is more like a disguised hostage. Julius Ford This old fox, Bao, will never do business at a loss!

"Okay, I'll go there myself! In fact, I also want to go to Brandenburg." Duocai looked at him with some interest, interrupted the fat man's words, and nodded in response. "I heard that there are a lot of people gathering there now." The leader of the force, as the administrative administrator of the empire in the Normandy region, happens to know a lot of people. In such a big event, if we don't have a place, wouldn't it be too insignificant? After all, we are also in this area! On the territory!”

"That's too much trouble!" The fat man's voice was a little heavy, and he nodded gratefully to Duoze.

"It doesn't matter. It's a good experience to be able to witness the turmoil in the northwest!" Duozhi's gray-haired temples made the fat man feel more and more the old and strong President Dorok.

"Take this with you too!" The fat man took out a letter from his trouser pocket and ordered, "Tell Julius Ford that I still think it is more appropriate to pull out the potential danger directly. For strategic reasons, I accepted the Nista Principality near the end of the northwest coast as a deposit! In return, the northwest coast is on his side! ""Your Majesty, this deal is! Made..."

Duo Ze gave a helpless smile. Compared with his cautious and cautious style when he was the Speaker of Dorok, the style of the Vekia Falcon is forceful and manipulative.

As one of his subordinates, I feel from my heart the demeanor and domineering power of a king who can conquer thousands of armies while chatting and laughing.

In the afternoon, Fatty returned to Bruska, a small town on the coast. The streets were covered with autumn colors. Then the seasons changed, and the summer flowers began to turn into a light autumn yellow, covering everything people could see.

The gentle breeze carries the faint salty smell from the sea, and the breath of late autumn penetrates into people's skin through their clothes, making people's hearts become active. This is the most comfortable season of the year with moderate temperature and humidity. This small town has a good geographical location, close to the large military port selected by the empire. Therefore, it was protected in advance as a military important place, and it was rare to escape that devastating disaster.

Fatty's base camp is a gray-white stone building. As far as the building itself is concerned, it symbolizes a sense of authority. Far better than the actual use function. Of course, this was not built under the instruction of the current owner, Fatty. Before him, this was a leisure villa built by a local lord. Due to years of disrepair and the fact that it also serves as a naval headquarters, the corridors and steps of the building can be seen See officers in navy uniforms coming and going

In the corridor leading to the end of the second floor, a very young woman was walking. The footsteps were very regular. He was wearing men's clothing and his dark chestnut hair was cut short. At first glance, people thought she was a handsome young man, but her slim figure, smooth skin, and the orange scarf exposed at the neckline seemed to prove that she was a woman. In front of her, there was a A captain of the guard led the way, The two stopped at the door of a room at the end of the corridor, "This is His Majesty's guest!" the captain of the guard said to the two heavy-armored guards standing guard at the door. The guards opened the door, and the captain of the guard said to Julius Teresa Made a gesture of please "Thank you"

Julius Teresa nodded. After thanking the captain of the Guards who stopped outside the door, he entered the spacious office.

His eyes swept across the room, and the whole room was decorated simply. There was a leather sofa, a desk, a candlestick with the remaining candles, and a pile of documents scattered around the corner of the table. In the position of the window, a black hair, with black as the background color. Gorgeous military uniforms decorated with silver are everywhere, and the young people who set off their bodies are looking out.

Outside the window, there was the blue color of the sea in the distance. It was such a harmonious scene that even Julius Teresa had a slight illusion that she had stepped into the wrong room. Everything here seemed to be inextricable from war, massacre, cruelty, etc. above,

Not to mention, this young man’s identity was a barbarian butcher who massacred millions of Normans! This place is so similar that it even reminds Julius Teresa of her father's study, a workaholic, a war maniac, and a murderer! Does the father who is known as the Butcher of the Northwest really look like this? And I heard that this man was also having an affair with Deborah, the promiscuous duchess of the San Lorenzo Dominion. "You must be very troubled by Lord Forbaugh when you run away from home like this!" Hearing the voice behind him, the fat man turned around Come, give this unruly woman a gentle smile,

"Did I bother you, Your Majesty Falcon?"

With an unnatural look on her face, Julius Teresa gently flipped the short hair beside her ear. She didn’t know why, but she didn’t feel it before. At this moment, Julius Teresa felt a faint sour feeling in her heart.

When their eyes met, the fat man was stunned for a moment, looked up and down, and said casually, "Oh! Have you cut your hair? It's a big change. It doesn't matter. Anyway, we will be officially married next month. I don't mind. It's just a good time to get to know each other better." one time!"

Julie Staley's short hair and formal dress surprised him.

"What does it mean not to mind! What does it mean to know more about it!" Julie's little mouth opened slightly, and she was completely dumbfounded. There was even a flash of confusion on her face, and her mind was completely confused. A male image like my own can be attractive! This barbarian is not the kind that even men like!

In this era, few young women would adopt this almost unisex hairstyle, and they would do so deliberately, even to the point of harming themselves! In order to reduce the risk as much as possible, cutting short hair is no different from self-mutilation for women.

In some areas, the criminal law for punishing women includes cutting short hair, which is a sign of criminals.

However, as the soul of a modern person, Fatty felt that his eyes were bright. The short-haired daughter of the Julius family had lost all her unruly looks. She had a capable demeanor and a youthful and pretty face as delicate as a painting. The most important thing was Yes, she is wearing a black long-legged trousers that is only worn when riding horses. The jodhpurs, under the long top, reveal a stretch of tight and straight long legs, coupled with the unique orange scarf at the neckline, which vividly accentuates Julie's natural coldness and arrogance, making even the fat man sigh. In one sentence, he is indeed the apple of Julius Fort's eye!

If you find a pair of "rabbit ears" and wear them, it's really a temptation that makes you indistinguishable from male to female! The fat man licked his dry lips and immediately decided to ask the tailor to sew a few pairs of "rabbit ears" according to the later generations. After marrying this woman, he would wear them in different colors!

"This pervert!"

As the two sides looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, Julie's little face had begun to turn red, and finally it looked like it was dripping with blood. Finally, it could not resist the extremely aggressive gaze of the fat man, and her heart The good feeling that just appeared has disappeared without a trace.

With a cold expression on her face, she took out the box containing the appointment letter from her arms, placed it heavily on the table and said in a cold voice, "I am not running away from home this time, but I have made a special trip to deliver this to His Majesty! And I am not a child either. Yes, I am a member of the Julius family, so please be respectful!"

"Am I being disrespectful in any way?" The fat man looked aggrieved, but actually he was laughing inside. This unruly girl was indeed an inexperienced little guy! I can't stand it after just a few looks!

"The letter of appointment to govern the northwest coast! It was originally given to you, but unfortunately, I have changed my mind now!" Julie's face turned from red to white with anger, and her slender eyes were raised. Although she felt disgusted, she still wanted to see this man's angry reaction, which would give her a sense of revengeful satisfaction.

It's a pity that she was disappointed again. The fat man was just slightly stunned, curled his lips, and murmured in a low voice, "What a surprise. I thought Lord Fuburg had forgotten about this! I just didn't expect that it would be done by Julier." Miss Staley sent it in person! Aren't you afraid of sending sheep into the tiger's mouth? Or is it really distressing that I am so trustworthy?" It seemed unintentional, but the low voice was just right. Terri heard every word,

"You will regret it, I swear..."

Julius Staley's silver teeth almost shattered. His anger had exceeded the warning level. He stood up angrily, picked up the wooden box on the table,

She didn't notice. The corners of the fat man's mouth were slightly upturned on the opposite side. Naturally, it would be better to chase away customers than to excite them, this unruly future wife. If we don't give it a good blow, how can we train it into a charming "short-haired beauty"?

"Bump!" There was a knock at the door.

"Your Majesty, Admiral Dostronkai requested an audience. He said it was urgent." The guard's voice sounded at the door.

"Dustelenko?"

The fat man sat down on the sofa, completely ignoring the sad and angry Julius Staley. He knew that Dustrunke was not a character who would show anxiety or embarrassment for no reason or easily. There must be quite a reason for seeking such an urgent meeting.

"Let him come in!" The fat man said to the door in a solemn voice, and the domineering air on his body suddenly filled the air.

"My subordinates pay homage to Your Majesty!" Dostelenko walked in wearing a straight navy uniform with three golden stars embroidered on his shoulders. This belongs to the level of legion commander in the empire. In the latest uniforms issued by the empire, the general level is the first. One gold star, the deputy commander of the army and the ministers of each department have two stars, generally awarded to senior Civilian positions, such as Plais, multiple selections, etc., and the commander of the army who commands a side have a dazzling three-star, while the fat man himself has a five-star, although the fat man rarely wears them under normal circumstances, as for the mysterious four-star, that is the empire No one has yet held the rank of marshal. It is the highest honorable rank for soldiers.

The marshal can command the entire army in wartime. It is not a permanent position. It is only awarded by the king during the war. After the war, it will automatically return to the king's hands. However, it can be retained as a lifelong honor for soldiers. This can not only satisfy the soldiers' nature of pursuing honor. , it can also ensure that the military power of the empire will not be left behind by others. In this regard, Fatty has always attached great importance to it. Just because he is good at fighting, does not mean that future generations can also fight. It can be regarded as an insurance! "What urgent matter do you have?" The fat man looked at him with sharp eyes, "It's..." Dustronkai stood at attention and opened his mouth. He was about to say something, but he glanced at Zhu opposite the fat man with some concern. Lilstreet, he has never seen this woman before. The most important thing is that this woman has cut her hair short. She looks awkward no matter how she looks. No, she is simply ugly! Dostronquet's provincial beauty is completely in line with the times, and his mind is a little confused.

What's going on? Has His Majesty's hobby changed? Do you even like this kind of stuff? "This is Lord Julius Fortuna's daughter!" The fat man coughed in embarrassment. "Oh, it turns out to be Miss Julius Staley, what an honor!" Dostelenko's tone was extremely polite, but his eyes But he was full of pity. He glanced at Julie Staley and then at the fat man, dangling between the two. It was like saying, Your Majesty, you have suffered a big loss this time! "Tell me, what on earth is going on!" The fat man snorted heavily. If he didn't say anything, he really doubted that Dostelenko could keep looking at him like this. The fat man wanted to slap him! Damn, a bunch of guys who don't understand "neutral beauty", "Ahem, we just received a tip that in two days, an anti-Julius transport fleet will be heading north along the coastline!" Durstrom Kai quickly stood upright without squinting, "We have already made it clear that the destination of the transport fleet is Nista!" "Transport fleet?" The fat man was a little speechless. Do you, the Imperial Minister, need to be anxious about this? "Your Majesty, these transport ships are carrying soldiers!"

Looking at his boss's face that was about to explode, Dostelenko quickly explained, "There are a total of 144 transport ships. Based on an average of 200 people per ship, this is an army of 20,000 people!"

"Nista? An army of 20,000 people!!! Hiss"

The fat man murmured in a low voice, took a deep breath of cold air, and suddenly stood up from his seat with a solemn face. He actually guessed correctly. While inciting rebellion against the Nista Principality, the other party was really preparing to attack from the direction of the Nista Principality. Julius Fort's flank was invested with 20,000 people at once. The opponent's skill was not small!

"They're going to attack Nesta! And then they're going to attack my father!" Julie Staley's frightened voice came from the side. The savage woman's reaction was pretty good.

"No, Nista was originally on their side!" The fat man grinned at her, "But now it's mine!" The fat man turned around and ordered Dustrunkai, who was a little confused, "I don't want to see them arrive at Nista, you know what to do!"

"Yes, I understand!" Dustrunkai showed a hideous look on his face and said, "Since your majesty doesn't want them to arrive, I'll just sink them along the way! The scene of 20,000 people feeding fish and shrimps has not been seen for a long time!"

"Well, you go down!" The fat man waved his hand expressionlessly, not noticing at all that Juliersterry next to him was looking at him with a pair of bright and hot eyes (to be continued...)