Realm of Power

"What's wrong, Lord Kari, what are you doing?"

Hu Lun Xisu looked at Dylan Scarry with astonished eyes as he stood up as if there were springs on his feet. The face of the deputy who knocked on the door was also weird. What kind of unexpected expression was this? Hu Lun Xisu Frowning slightly, he was still thinking about Dylan Scarry's so-called method of entering the Gibraltar Channel in advance.

"That's His Majesty's ring!" Dylan Scarry said unnaturally, straightened his collar, and opened the cabin door.

How dare you let His Majesty Falcon wait for him outside? He murmured in a low voice, glanced at Hu Lunxisu who was still there, and said, "Hurry up. Although I don't know why, His Majesty is here at this time." , It’s really worrying! I just hope my worries are unnecessary. After all, this is the first time that your two clans and I have joined forces. As independent individuals, the strength of our two clans is only second-tier in the empire and cannot compete with other royal families at all. But the power of joining forces is another matter, and the most shocking thing is What’s worrying is that His Majesty was not notified in advance of this collaboration! “

"You mean... His Majesty is here to ask for guilt!" Hu Lunxisu's face suddenly turned ugly, and he clenched his hands into fists.

"I can't tell, I hope I'm just worrying too much! So please be consistent with me!" Dylan Scarry said with a flattering face.

"Of course, we are a coalition now!" Hu Lunxisu hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said

"That's good, that's good!" Dylan Scarry nodded movedly. Regarding Hu Lunxisu's hesitation, Dylan Scarry pretended not to notice it with a calm face. He naturally had his own thoughts in his heart, little guy. , who do you really think you are? Our Dillens family still has the capital of an imperial princess. The rise is only a matter of time. It is only due to inherent deficiencies that it lags behind. It is hard to say that the Hulen tribe who defends the isolated island is the first to form an alliance with the Southern Samor. local power. But in the heart of this talented and ambitious emperor who had already embarked on the road to empire, how much of the friendship from back then did he still remember?

After all, the two tribes have been at odds with each other for many years, especially the old men in the Dylans navy like Dylan Scarry. Who has not had the blood of the Hulen on his hands, and who has not experienced the death of his friends and subordinates. The tragic past at the hands of the Lun people has now been brought together. But that doesn’t mean that the hatred has been completely forgotten. If His Majesty Falcon really comes for the Hulen tribe this time, Dylan Scarry will be happy to see it happen. Dylans has enough trump cards and doesn’t need to worry too much about coming from the Hulen tribe. Your Majesty's punishment is at best a few words of reprimand. When the time comes, if the family head comes forward, how can His Majesty the Emperor buy some face from the family?

The steps of Hu Lun Xisu who followed him were a little shaky. As a member of the Hu Lun tribe at sea, he could stand still even on the deck in a storm. , showing his inner tension.

"What should I do? It can't be that it has already reached here!" There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he vaguely felt that the sudden arrival of His Majesty Falcon this time would be similar to the big disaster that broke out in the clan before the fleet set off. It’s related to accidents, I hope it’s not! His pupils shrank slightly and his lips trembled slightly

, he is twenty-seven years old this year, and he happened to have personally experienced the years when the Hulen tribe and the Southern Samor joined forces. At that time, he was still an ordinary military officer within the tribe. In the war to pacify the south, the Hulen tribe played a very limited role.

But in the past few years, watching other domestic forces expand after the empire, each one making a lot of money, even the grassland people in the north are gearing up to think about the empire's new land expansion, and the earliest and southern Samor The Hullun tribe of the alliance still only has one-third of an acre of land.

The elders in the clan showed more and more dissatisfaction with the empire. The Elders Council believed that they had risked being attacked and decided to form an alliance with Samor, who had not yet taken control of the south, and gave Samor huge support. Without the help of the Hulun tribe, Samor would not have been able to unify the southern part of Wikiya so smoothly, let alone achieve the achievements that span two continents today. It was the Hulun tribe that made the Falcon Empire possible!

In return, the Hulun people deserve to be the most generous in the empire.

But the truth is exactly the opposite. As the southern Samor expanded northward, it eventually became a powerful dynasty that swept across the entire Ikadiva. The earliest helpers were only given some barren land along the coast, and the Hurun fleet also needed to protect it. Responsibilities of caravans traveling across the Strait.

As the Imperial Navy truly took shape, the status of the Huron's old fleet also began to decline rapidly.

When the Empire fought against Salander, the Hurun Navy and the Dillens Navy were important parts of the Imperial Navy. When the Empire fought against the Nords, the Hurun Navy had fallen into a second-rate position and was only used as a transport fleet. By the time the Empire When marching towards the new continent of Obarro, the Hurun navy completely turned into an inland sea navy. It basically had no chance of fighting and became completely a decoration.

The Hulun tribe has always had an elder system. Even the clan leader has no power to stop the decisions of the elders council.

However, as more and more Hulen people left Dokdo and settled in nearby bays, the authority of the Presbyterian Church was split into two parts.

Those who insist on staying on Dokdo are the die-hards who still insist on maintaining the tradition of the Hu Lun people not to go ashore. Those who move to the Gulf area are the reformers headed by the clan leader. They believe that in the face of the tide of the times, they should adapt to the situation and stubbornly stick to the resources. The nearly depleted Dokdo Island is an act of self-imposed cocooning, which ultimately resulted in the internal division of the Hulun people.

On the issue of whether the fleet should be sent to the inland sea this time, the long-standing conflict between the two Hulun tribes finally broke out. The reformists, who accounted for two-thirds of the population, believed that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it was the Hulun tribe that jumped out. The opportunity for the embarrassing term of the Empire's Inland Sea Fleet, and after several years of stable development without too many wars, the Hulun tribe's population has also exceeded 300,000, and the Hulun tribe needs a new gathering place.

"We are different from others. Our relationship with the Falcon Empire is an alliance of equals, not submission. We also have our own fleet and our own warriors. Why should we succumb to the Empire and let the Empire dictate from the side! As long as we have our own fleet and our own warriors. We are willing to leave here and build our own country."

The indignant words of the die-hard elders represent the thoughts of a large part of the people in power. The empire is getting stronger and stronger, and the development speed of the Hulun people cannot keep up at all. It is like a tiny candle in front of a huge sun. No one knows. In a few decades, the Hullun tribe will become powerful, or they will be burned into wax by the huge sun of the empire. Because the navy that the Hulun people were proud of in the past is not worth mentioning in front of the Imperial Navy. The Imperial Navy is no longer the few Dragon Tooth Ships it used to be, but has truly grown in scale and completely surpassed the Hulun Navy. The super combat power of several streets of the Lun tribe,

As Dylan Scarry said before, the fleets of the two races could not hold out for even an hour in front of the empire's front-line combat navy. In other words, as long as the empire is willing, it can slap the Hurun tribe to death with one slap.

Under this trend of thought, the Hulen Elders made a forced decision to migrate and flee the empire. They encountered strong resistance from the reformists who had settled in the Gulf area, but the die-hards still took action. They mobilized the fleet on Dokdo and attempted to raid the bay one early morning to regain power.

After the operation was discovered in advance by the Gulf reformists, the fleet on Dokdo turned south and headed towards unknown waters. The entire fleet took away more than 37,000 residents of Dokdo. There are also more than 40,000 residents' houses on Dokdo that were set on fire. If the rescue from the Gulf settlement had not been timely, all of the more than 40,000 Hulen people would have died on Dokdo. The news of that incident has been blocked by the tribe. But thinking about the empire's ubiquitous vicious dog called the Ministry of Supervision, Hu Lunxisu was not absolutely sure.

This is a naked defection of "chiluo". The Presbyterian Church has gone crazy and no longer cares about other tribesmen. You can know it just by looking at the fact that it has stranded more than 40,000 people on Dokdo. In order to suppress this news, the clan has tried its best. Hu Lunfeilin, the young clan leader, personally went to the three northern counties to explain the matter. He led the fleet south, not daring to delay at all to let the empire see the problem.

The empire has always been cruel and ruthless towards rebels. Just look at the experience of the Salander Expeditionary Force in the Normandy region. As the vanguard in fighting the Normans, the Salanders killed tens of thousands of people, but they took cruel revenge in some areas just because they did not obey the empire's command. He was immediately shot to death in Normandy by more than 100,000 troops of the empire.

"If His Majesty is really here for this matter, how should I answer?"

Hu Lun Xisu was unsure. The Hu Lun people were brave and good at fighting. That meant the Hu Lun people at sea and on land, advocating light armor and sharp knives. They were simply born with shortcomings. Compared to the Rand Expeditionary Force, what is the Hurun tribe with less than 300,000 eloquent people and a family?

The imperial army gave the order and the army set off. The scene of the cavalry crushing the mountains and rivers is still vivid in my mind.

It has only been a few years, and instead of showing signs of slowness, the empire's sword has become so sharp that it has horrified the entire foreign continent. Thinking of this, Hu Lunxisu's feet naturally began to float, and finally he was at the huge bow of the flagship. He saw a generous figure with his head raised and his back turned to him. Next to the figure, stood the Empire general Varisien whom he had met several times before.

His feet stopped floating, and the thoughts in his mind stopped, because Dylan Scathy in front stopped, and the deck under his feet began to become real. His Majesty Falcon in front gave a back view, and a dozen black armored men Konoe stood on both sides with a serious expression, and the atmosphere was very strange.

The seasoned Dylan Cassie rolled his eyes and knelt on one knee on the deck more than ten meters away from the generous figure. He said in a loud voice, "My subordinate, Dylan Cassie, pays homage to the lord of the clan! Pay homage to Varisien." grown ups!"

"Sect Master!" Hu Lun Xisu behind him looked at him for a moment and trembled in his heart. No way, this old fox just said that he wanted to advance and retreat together. Why did he leave him out so quickly?

Dylanscathy, you old fox, did not mention His Majesty in your mouth, but directly called Your Majesty the Sect Master. Not only did you draw a closer relationship with Your Majesty, but it also expressed a hidden meaning. Your Majesty is the Sect Master of the Dylans clan, or is it? of the dylans family Brother-in-law, even if you are punished, at most it can only be punished based on the relationship between the sect master and the vassal. This is much weaker than activating the identity of the emperor to issue a punishment order, so if your majesty has any dissatisfaction, you should go to the enemy next to you! Isn't that the one who was taken advantage of? Hurun Sisu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could only muster up his courage and said loudly, "Hurun Sisu, the head of the Hurun Navy, pays homage to His Majesty! Meet Lord Varisien."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were two muffled sounds on the deck: "Bang! Bang!". Hu Lunxisu knelt on the ground not on one knee but on both knees, and hit his head heavily on the deck. He was extremely respectful. He felt it. Just now, when His Majesty Falcon turned around, the first thing his knife-like cold eyes fell on was him. It pierces the soul. . . . Hu Lunxisu's head touched the deck, but his body was trembling slightly.

He is incomparable to Dylan Scathy. That shameless old fox directly established a relationship with His Majesty as a lord and a vassal. With this layer of protection, he can naturally speak much more easily, but he is different. Who knows whether the split of the Presbyterian Church has reached His Majesty’s ears. If he behaves like a rogue like Dylan Scathy, he will probably be beheaded directly on the deck and his head will be hung in public. Moreover, Wari, who is standing next to His Majesty, Sean, don't look at the stupid look on his face. Who would have thought that this guy is a professional in killing kings. He was even privately called the "King's Butcher!" Every time I saw him, I would shudder.

"Everyone, get up!" His Majesty Falcon on the opposite side seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if he thought it was a bit too much. His voice was not loud, but it carried the majesty of an imperial monarch that shocked everyone.

"Are you still used to it?" The fat man looked calm and his tone was very kind.

The Konoe next to him looked serious. His hand unconsciously placed on the hilt of the sword. Varisien looked serious and looked intently. Everyone saw the cold face of His Majesty Falcon just now. Wish yourself the best! "Two of you," he looked at the sky, his nose flapped, "Pray!" Saying the wrong thing can lead to death!

"With your Majesty's words, the young man was willing to do it even if he was completely devastated!" Dylan Scarry was very excited. He looked like he wanted to kill himself to repay his kindness. Regarding Dylan Scarry's excessive performance, the fat man was not satisfied. He didn't care. He had been in the Dylans family, and naturally he heard his still-charming mother-in-law talk about the character of this elder of the Dylans clan.

The then picturesque lady of Dylans in a black dress. Holding the folding fan in his hand, he smiled and said, "Actually, he's not a bad person. He's just a little slippery. He always hides when he sees danger! But at critical moments. He's also a responsible person. He was the head of the family. Withered, I am the only one with female blood that can survive the growing growth of Dylan The Sri Lankan navy faction was eager to win the position of the head of the main family, and he personally played a big role in coordinating the interests of both parties. I was responsible for the land Dylans, and the navy was responsible for the navy Dylans. Although the power of the clan leader was divided, at least it allowed him to do so! The blood of the master’s family will be passed down!”

"here......"

Hu Lunxisu's voice trembled slightly, and he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand. His move made the fat man frown slightly. It was April now, and this was still the deck of a battleship, and the sea breeze was still blowing in his ears. The sound of whirring, what are you wiping with sweat? Could it be that there is something really wrong with the Hulun tribe?

"Is there any problem? If you have any bad points, you can tell me. After all, we are also an alliance, and why didn't the Hulun tribe send Hulun Feilin this time? She must be fine!" The fat man's eyes narrowed into a thin line. , the tone was so heavy that it made the air feel a little cold.

"No, don't get me wrong. The young patriarch is very good. He just went to the three northern counties for urgent matters. However, he did not dare to violate His Majesty's time limit, so he temporarily asked his subordinates to lead the fleet south. In half a month, the young patriarch will arrive. It’s just commonplace!” Hu Lunxisu was still wiping his sweat, but his tone finally calmed down.

"So there's nothing wrong with Feilin! Are she and the child okay?" Fatty heard that he just went to the three northern counties. His tone finally became more relaxed, and he secretly cursed himself for worrying so much.

"Feilin? The young patriarch's child...!!"

Hu Lun Xisu's body trembled slightly when he heard this, and his eyes blinked, filled with disbelief. The fact that the young leader of the Hu Lun tribe gave birth to a son before he got married was not a secret within the tribe, and there was no such thing. People have investigated and found out that because of their small population and the fact that they used to live on Dokdo, the Hulun people According to this custom, many women forcefully capture the men they love to the island, and then let the men go after getting pregnant. As time goes by, the women of the Hulun tribe are called "sea witches" in coastal areas. Women mention this word It's gnashing of teeth, and when a man mentions this word, it's more like he's yearning for it.

But His Majesty Falcon called Felin by his first name so casually and affectionately, that was another matter.

"Could it be..." Hu Lun Xisu's inner tangle was like a blooming flower, almost singing happily. The son of the young patriarch has rare black hair, and he also has black pupils. At that time, many people were shocked, and they had no idea who the beautiful and enchanting young patriarch was looking for.

Black hair may not be uncommon in Obaro. People in Central and South Africa have black hair, but if you put it in Ikadiva, the only person with black hair and black eyes is the one in front of you.

His Majesty Falcon, the Emperor of the Empire, the son of the Young Patriarch is the son of His Majesty the Emperor, that is a prince. . . . .

This idea immediately made Hu Lunxisu feel relieved. He glanced at the stunned Dylan Scathy next to him with great disdain.

You old man, are you stupid? You have a princess, but we have to have one more prince. His Majesty the Emperor has only one prince now. Although this one from the Hulun tribe is an illegitimate son, he is also the blood of the emperor!

"Bang bang" Just then, a black-armored guard hurried over from the battleship's pedal and whispered to the fat man, "Your Majesty, the Gangfei army has begun to move south, and the vanguard of 17,000 people has crossed the border line and is less than 50 miles away from Lisbon!"