Realm of Power

"Very good, Lidakus did a good job!" When he received the news that Luarka and Skivo announced their submission to the northwest coast, Fatty was heading to the capital of the Principality of Baston with 30,000 troops with high morale. On the road, on the vast flat terrain, there are spears like forests, black armor like clouds, teams of prairie cavalry galloping past, military flags swirling in the autumn wind,

This is the Agia Plain where the capital of the Principality of Baston is located. The withered and yellow wild grasses in autumn sway with the blowing wind.

"Baston's envoy?" The fat man stopped his horse and looked at the guard kneeling in front of him with sharp eyes.

"Yes, the other party is in the town ahead. He is carrying the documents and seal of the Duke of Baston. He said that he has important matters to meet with His Majesty." The guard raised his head and answered loudly.

"The Baston people are really not as tough as the Bresse people!" The fat man narrowed his eyes slightly, tightened his riding crop, and looked at the sky outside.

The autumn sunshine shines brightly on the earth, and the surroundings feel a bit white. The small town with spire buildings in the distance, the autumn grass moving in the wind, everything makes people drowsy, under the pressure of the army , the Baston people finally showed signs of surrender, "Your Majesty, we are less than fifty miles away from the capital of the Baston people, and now we think of sending people Let’s negotiate! It’s too late!” The one-eyed dragon Salon said with a warlike expression. This time, the Braese people’s stubborn resistance made the progress of the Salon Army slow, and it still took more time to defeat the Braese Army. His Majesty Falcon took action personally, which really embarrassed Salon. All this resentment was directed at the people of Baston.

Twenty-five thousand soldiers of the Salon Army were divided into three groups and surrounded the capital of Baston. Fatty personally led 15,000 prairie cavalry to crush them from the front. The defense line of the Principality of Baston shrank even more, and its strength was already less than 15,000. , almost completely abandoning the entire border area with Bresse, and all troops concentrated on the Agia Plain where the capital is located. Faced with the pressure of the army, the whole Principality of Baston was filled with a sound of sorrow, and a large number of refugees ran out from the direction of the capital of Baston.

"Let's go take a look first." The fat man hesitated, straightened out his wrinkled clothes, entered the town, and strode towards the wèizhi pointed by Konoe. At the deepest part of the house, there was a small independent attic, which looked like It's like a place to discuss private matters. There are no decorations around the small attic. Even a blade of grass was carefully pulled out. Guards in black armor were scattered around, looking alert. The captain of the guard said that he had been searched carefully and there was no danger!

When the fat man stepped into the room, he saw a man wearing Baston's white uniform sitting upright. After walking in front of him, the fat man sat down and looked at him carefully. This is a man in his forties, neatly dressed and always with a gentle smile on his face.

"You are..." The fat man made an expression as if he didn't know who he was and looked into his eyes.

"Dear Your Majesty Falcon!" The man's eyes showed a trace of fear. He took a package from behind and handed it to the fat man. "This is Gorton, the foreign affairs officer from Baston. I am here to convey our goodwill on behalf of the Duke. ”

"bona fide?"

The fat man frowned slightly and waved his hand to the guard beside him.

Konoe took the package handed over by Gorton. After looking carefully, 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 large sea pearls were revealed.

All of them are round and shiny, with a glorious light. At first glance, they look like priceless treasures.

"This is..." Fatty's eyes narrowed into a thin line.

"These are twenty deep-sea pearls secretly stored by the Duke of Baston. They symbolize the twenty areas of Baston and are the embodiment of authority." Gorton explained the origin of these pearls with a smile. Compared with their gorgeous appearance, , its symbolic meaning is even more amazing.

"If that's the case, why are you sending it to me?"

The fat man curled his lips slightly. Although these deep sea pearls are very good, for the fat man sitting on the Ikadiva continent, they are really not on the stage. The other party really treats him as a barbarian who has never seen the world.

Gorton's face was full of smiles, "Because the two countries of Baston and Falcon Kingdom can form a country of brothers."

"Oh? Is it that simple?" A cold light flashed in the fat man's eyes,

Gorton's smile suddenly froze before he realized that he was facing the rumored murderous king of the barbarians, a powerful monarch who could even smash the fortress of Blais.

He quickly moved a few steps forward and said softly, "Of course, we will not be so superficial. In today's troubled times, the alliance agreement cannot prove anything at all..." Gorton stopped and straightened his upper body, and said loudly, "Our Duke wants to form an alliance with your country." We will get married and betroth our beloved daughter to His Majesty Falcon. If possible, His Majesty’s heirs can inherit the Duchy of Baston and truly unify the two countries.”

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

"Your Majesty is serious," Gorton said with a smile. "How many heirs does your duke have?" The coldness on the fat man's face is overwhelming. "Three. Three! The duke has two male and one female heirs in total." Gorton's forehead was covered with sweat, his voice was trembling and his breathing was slightly suppressed. . "Send two male heirs, and there will be no need for marriage!" the fat man said lightly. "The Principality of Baston must recognize that it belongs to the northwest coast region, and be willing to submit to the jurisdiction of the Northwest Governor! The Falcon Kingdom can be in the Principality of Baston Garrison ""This..." Gorton's body trembled slightly and his face was ashen. He heard that Fatty, the king of the barbarians, was a greedy and greedy person, so he came up with something that targeted the opponent's weaknesses, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't do anything about it at all. moved,

Handing over the male heirs of the two principalities to the Falcon Kingdom will undoubtedly completely make the future of the principalities the puppets of the other party! "Why, don't you want to! Come and see the guests off!" The fat man stood up and said coldly, "I don't think it's necessary to continue talking to someone who doesn't even know his identity. Take all these things back. Because I will get it myself soon! ""No, don't do this, Your Majesty Falcon! If you are not satisfied with these conditions, we can still negotiate!" Gorton turned pale with fear and knelt on the ground. The head shouted, "Do you think it's necessary to continue talking?"

The fat man's eyes were condescending and he spoke slowly and in a low tone.

"If you want to show sincerity, you must come up with something that can represent your sincerity. If you think you are more tenacious than the Bres people, you can try to see if you can stop the iron hoof of my army!" (To be continued...)