Realm of Power

After sending Tigre away, the fat man found the imperial supervisor Lidastov who was still stranded in the port, and asked him to go to the port immediately to accept the prisoners from Fezer, and specifically told him, "Although the Fezer Kingdom is not powerful, as a southern country, Obaro's bridgehead, the next step for the Imperial Navy Target, you must get the most detailed information from the opponent no matter what!" When Lidastov heard His Majesty Falcon's words, he smiled coldly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, even if it's a stubborn rock, I will let him talk! What’s more, the other party is still a human being!”

After bending down to salute the fat man, he turned around and left, closing the door from the outside. Only the fat man was left in the room. He closed the documents on the table, rubbed his swollen temples, stood up and came to the window of the room. , the fat man stretched out his hands to push open the window in front of him,

A cool sea breeze blows in the face. The sun is shining outside and the spring scenery is boundless. Green leaves are growing on the tree branches on the bare streets. There are little sails in the direction of the port. Under the blue sky of the same color, you can see countless merchant fleets entering and leaving the port. The fat man's eyes were fixed on these densely packed ships undulating with the sea water.

During the past few days in La Arup, Fatty asked the port to send him the docking status of the day's ships every day, and sent guards to make detailed registrations at the port. In three days, the number of merchant ships over fifty tons reached 115 ships. According to the approximate scale, there are hundreds of major ports in the empire. Counting those still sailing on the sea, if the tonnage is classified as 50, the entire merchant fleet of the empire will probably exceed one level if it is gathered together. That’s it! Will those guys in the Inland Sea be scared to death? "The fat man thought so, with a proud smile on his face.

The Imperial Navy has always been Fatty's deliberate cultivation. From the beginning, Fatty positioned his navy as a maritime navy. The goal is to one day become the overlord of all sea areas. In this era, only fat people know that "controlling the sea is equivalent to controlling the world." However, there are too many sea areas and they are too vast.

The coastline is lengthening, and the Imperial Navy's military strength is also rapidly expanding, given the current productivity. It is undoubtedly unrealistic to place all hopes on the regular navy. If it continues to expand without limit, the maintenance and construction costs of the navy, as well as the increasing number of enemies, will be an unbearable problem for the empire's finances. huge burden.

It is precisely because of this that Fatty sets his sights on these large merchant fleets. These merchant ships have sufficient tonnage and a large number of excellent sailors. As long as they are modified to a certain extent and equipped with weapons, these merchant fleets will become the empire's ready-made reserve navy. .

In peacetime, it is a business, in wartime, it is a ship,

He fought hard for five years for the empire to extend its tentacles to the entire Obaro region, starting from the southern sea of ​​Vecia. At the Oparo Sea, the empire will finally begin its own era of maritime hegemony. Both imperial policy and naval strategy are being adjusted, and preparations are being made intensively for this anticipated war.

However, the attack on the Strand people on the road still gave Fatty some ominous premonitions.

According to the content reported by the Admiralty, the route of the Strand fleet this time is completely secret. It did not stop at any ports along the way. This should be able to rule out the possibility of leaks. It is not easy to accurately intercept a fleet on the sea. It was as simple as a highway robbery. The Fezer naval fleet was obviously well prepared.

With superior force, they set up an ambush and caught the Strand people, the overlord of the inland sea, by surprise. Two Strand warships were sunk, and even the fleet commander died in the battle. If not for a lucky encounter with the Tigel fleet exploring new sea lanes. , it is estimated that even if there is no news from this Strand fleet, it will become a mystery on the sea.

Tiegel mentioned in his report that he had asked the Strand people about this issue, but due to the language barrier and the fact that the Strand people seemed to be deliberately avoiding the question, until now, it has not been clear to the Strand people. The attack on the special person has not been fully investigated.

"Hopefully it was just an accident!"

The fat man's black color flashed like a gem, and he looked back from afar with a thoughtful look on his face.

He turned to his desk, took up his pen, and signed an order requiring the Lord Admiralty to receive the Stranders with the courtesy of state guests.

Princess Angeline, a member of the Strand royal family, plays a very important role. The opening of the Gibral Sea Channel is imminent. The arrival of this Princess from Strand is simply a huge gift to the empire. In the past, What Fatty is most worried about is that when the empire enters the inland sea, a war will break out with the Strant people, the overlords of the inland sea.

So Fatty didn't hesitate to take action himself, but he also wanted to force the Strand people to come to him automatically. But now, everything is different.

With this favor of saving the princess of a country, even Strand will not regard the empire as an enemy for the time being! If the empire can sign a series of relevant trade agreements with the Strand people, the overlords of the inland sea, before entering the inland sea, it will undoubtedly minimize the obstacles to entering the inland sea in the early stage.

"No matter the cost! The Admiralty must convey this intention to the Strand people!" This was the requirement on the order signed by the fat man. At the end of the order, he signed his unique and ugly signature. The fat man put down his pen and pointed at He shouted at the door, "Who is on duty at the door?"

"It's my Majesty, Andrew!" A Guards squadron leader opened the door and walked in with a respectful expression. His body collapsed in front of the fat man.

"Take this!" The fat man raised his head and handed the order he had just written to Andrew. He said in a specially emphasized tone, "Give it to Admiral Dustelenko as quickly as possible and tell him about this." It’s a big deal, it must be done!”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Guards Squadron Leader Andrew nodded and stretched out his hands to take the order.

"Teacher! Princess Feilan is here!" At this moment, Besukaya came in from the door wearing a tight-fitting black and white hunting suit. She wore high riding boots with white tassels on her feet, looking charming but with a hint of heroism. Behind her, there was a pretty figure standing,

The fat man's nerves that had just been relaxed suddenly became tense. What was supposed to come has come. State affairs and family affairs are really a mess. What should I do?

"His Majesty!"

Felantonya's face was slightly red, and she bowed respectfully in front of the fat man. It turned out that it was not the etiquette of the prairie people, but a formal aristocratic court ceremony. It looked a little unskilled. This slight difference made the fat man's eyes flash. He knew what Felandonya meant, and it seemed that he couldn't escape it! The fat man sighed deeply

The prairie beauty Felandunya, who was wearing palace attire, stood there a little at a loss, lowering her head and letting her hair fall over her shoulders. Standing together with Besukaya, they are like a pair of jade-like sisters. Seeing the fat man, his eyes light up. Felantonya is a rare prairie beauty. She is extremely delicate and charming, and has all the unrestrained and unrestrained prairie women. Wild enough to make any man fall in love. At this time, putting on formal palace clothes and standing quietly, there was actually a soul-stirring beauty, just like the bright moon on the prairie suddenly jumped out of the horizon and illuminated the earth!

"Okay, my mission is completed. I won't be an eyesore here anymore!"

Besukaya stuck out her tongue playfully, chuckled, turned around and left, and deliberately closed the door heavily from the outside. As Fatty's personal adjutant, she certainly knew that her teacher had been avoiding the princess of the West Courtyard. . But this Princess of Xiting is also a powerful person, so she took the initiative to find her from Lisbon.

"This little girl is so spoiled!"

The fat man smiled bitterly angrily, thinking about how to reply to Felandonya. Xiting's thoughts were already very obvious. In order to obtain more benefits in the future empire's power structure, he was planning to use the two princess palaces to suppress a group of people. As the eldest princess of the East Court, it was originally a good thing for the East and West Courts to fight within each other. The empire could maintain a balance of power. Hengzhong took the lead and gradually digested the rebelliousness of the grassland people, allowing them to become the most elite soldiers of the empire. Of course, Fatty did not expect that his own generation could complete it. He thought that it would be good if it could be completed by the next generation. The integration of nationalities The cycle of all kinds of things is calculated according to hundreds of years. There is no need to rush or be too high-pressure.

But the tenacity and resilience of the prairie people are like the endless green grass on the prairie. After the cold winter, it once again fills the land. In just a few years, the strength of the East Court is recovering, and it is already strong enough to lose. Another West Court, for the empire That’s not a good thing! But if you don't agree to this. . . . . Fatty didn't dare to think about it, should we "clean up" the prairie people again?

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn, and the man and woman who were once lovers felt boundless pressure at this moment.

"Are you okay?" The fat man hesitated, looked at Felantonya, and asked in a rare clumsy manner. If possible, he would rather face hundreds of thousands of enemy troops now than Felantonya’s eyes made people feel countless sadness,

"Feilan is living a good life. It is a great honor for Feilan to be able to see His Majesty this time." Feilan Dunya took a deep breath and bowed slowly to the fat man, her tone revealing A sense of determination

"Feilan misses the years with His Majesty in Salander very much." Feilandunya stood up, paused in her voice, and said, "At least then, Feilan could love happily without having to bear such a heavy burden of tribal rejuvenation. Courageous, but this is the fate of prairie women, Feilan has no choice! It's embarrassing for Your Majesty! "Tears blurred Felantonya's eyes, and two tears streaked down her fair and pretty face. What a smart person she is. When she saw the person she loved most, she didn't see joy on her face. It was a faint worry, and he already knew the fat man's true thoughts. That feeling is as painful as a thousand arrows piercing the heart

"Come back!" The fat man put his arms around the delicate waist of this prairie beauty who was about to turn around, buried his head in her soft and delicate body, and said softly, "Tell me, how will you explain to the tribe and your brother when you go back?" Feilan Dunya's delicate body trembled slightly, she closed her beautiful eyes, and said sadly, "With the hope of the tribe, there is only one way to escape except success! Feilan Dunya was already prepared when he arrived. Your Majesty does not need to So concerned!"

The fat man raised his head nervously and asked in astonishment, "What's the solution?"

Felandonya did not answer him, but gave a sad and beautiful smile, and suddenly calmed down, with tenderness in her eyes, and said softly, "Suppose one day, you suddenly think of Feilan, will you still remember my voice and appearance?" appearance?"

"Of course!" Fatty nodded affirmatively.

"That's enough!"

Felandonya stood up and came to the fat man. She hugged the fat man's waist with her hands, her hands around the fat man's neck, her whole body pressed against the fat man, her pretty face pressed against the fat man's cheek, and she comforted softly, " Feilan understands His Majesty's difficulties. But prairie people have their own rules of survival, with their loved ones on one side and their tribe on the other. Feilan is really tired of living! I really hope I never wake up so that I don't have to suffer the torture of missing Your Majesty."

The fat man felt his cheeks moisten. He knew it was the beauty in his arms who shed silent tears of love. A strong and irresistible feeling passed through his heart. "I can't agree to Xiting's request! Because there can no longer be unrest in the empire." Unless..." The fat man hugged the beauty in his arms and softened.

"Unless what?" Felantonya in her arms raised her head hopefully.

"Unless the tribe in Xiting is willing to migrate to Obalo!"

The fat man took a deep breath, his eyes met Felantonya's hopeful eyes, and he gently wiped away the tears on the beauty's cheeks with his hand, and said, "I can set aside an area in the northwest for you to use as a migration place. Just like the Dongting people, but with one condition! "

"What conditions?" Filandonya's bright eyes showed a hint of light, and it felt like a person who was dying came back to life. Hope is rekindled in my heart, my eyes are filled with admiration

"Those who migrate must migrate as a whole tribe!"

The fat man stared at Felantonya's beautiful face and said in a solemn tone, "In other words, if the West Court wants to obtain the same benefits as the East Court, it must show absolute loyalty to the empire. The East Court is unstoppable. You've also seen it, I can't let another Dongting appear!

"The current grassland is at least peaceful. In the past few years, tribal fighting has almost disappeared. All tribes live in harmony, although Dongting has risen. But this woman has no ambitions for Xiting. Her goal is to restore Dongting's glory and re-establish itself. Establishing Dongting, I will not let her realize it You should know this goal better than I do. The result of the equilibrium of the grassland is that a tragic war will break out again between the east and west of the grassland. Countless tribes will be destroyed as a result. Children will lose their parents, and tribes will lose their young blood. Do you still want to see such a scene? Watch it again?"

"The war on the grassland is far more terrifying than the external blow. I don't want to see such a tragic scene again, and I believe that the various ministries in Xiting are also unwilling to have another war!" Felandonya buried her head deeply in the fat man's broad arms. , nodded shyly, and said softly, "Although this condition is harsh, it is not a solution! I believe my brother will agree. He is the person who admires Your Majesty the most on the grassland!"

"Boom!"

A ray of spring thunder flashed across the black sky, and everything was pitch black. The strong wind blew the curtains, and countless white raindrops fell from the sky. The fat man sat up from the bed, and Felandonya next to him also crawled out of fear. stand up , even the bravest grassland people are in awe of thunder. Thunderstorms on the grassland are known as the "whip of the immortal sky". Thunderstorms in early spring are the most terrifying natural disasters. Cattle and sheep are frightened, and thunder is everywhere. Just like the end is coming,

"Oh!" After the thunder, a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky outside the window. The bedroom without lights lit up for a moment, and then fell into darkness.

The fat man saw Felandonya's open sexy underwear, which could only cover a small part of the white and plump breasts. The round semicircle was touching, and the plump body was trembling in his arms, like a cute little rabbit. Even though the fat man He couldn't see her beautiful face buried in his arms, but he could also feel her infinite fear and shyness that made the fat man's heart beat the most.

The fat man held Felandonya's body upright, letting her exquisite and convex body snuggle close to him. His seductive breaths were gently sprayed on her face. The fat man lowered his head and kissed her lips gently. kiss,

"Rumble"

The sky shook and the earth exploded, as if rising beside me. Felandonya screamed with fear on her face, and threw herself into the fat man's arms again, never wanting to raise her head again, "Papa papa" The strong wind blew, and the heavy rain was mixed with the lighter thunder, and it fell. Beats on the roof

"The rainy season in early spring!"

The fat man looked out the window. This time, his expression rarely showed seriousness. The bright light flashing outside the window shone on his excited face from time to time, and the electric light kept shining. The strong wind and heavy rain brought up the rain powder outside the window. The fat man slowly put down the trembling Felandonya in his arms, walked out of the bed, grabbed a cloak and put it on him

The fat man came to the only large window that was still open, and the raindrops hit his face, making him feel snowy and painful.

"Boom!" A bolt of lightning struck down and landed in the garden outside the window.

The fat man stood in front of the window, and the violent wind and rain whipped against the glass, turning the room into an absolutely dark world. In the dark world of tranquility and peace, no one knows what the supreme emperor of the empire is thinking. He is like a statue standing between darkness and light.

The lights were on, it was the room next to the bedroom, where Besu Kaya lived. It seemed that the thunderstorm also frightened the princess of the Besu tribe. There was a gust of wind and rain, and for a while, the roof windows and doors were full of rain. Sound, the wind intrudes through the window gap,

"Papa" amidst the sound of raindrops, a rush of horse hooves came from below, and a black shadow rushed into the other courtyard.

After a few minutes,

"Your Majesty, Governor Doze is reporting urgently that heavy rains have caused disasters in the Rusty area!"

There was a knock on the door, and the room next to it was completely lit up. It was Besukaya's voice, with a hint of shyness that could not be concealed. It was obvious that there was more than one person in the fat man's bedroom.

Under normal circumstances, the clever Besukaia would not come to disturb, but this time was different,

because this report was what her teacher had been waiting for for a long time, although Besukaia did not know the significance of this report

"The heavy rain caused a disaster!"

The fat man's eyes lit up when he heard it. God was really kind to him. At this time, he finally sent the most important thing that would determine the Battle of Gaul!