Realm of Power

Scout Murphy, who was galloping back to Tianlang Mansion, shouted the slogan of a great victory on the front line and rode through the peripheral market. The caravans trading in the market looked sideways. Soon, news came out that the imperial general Mo Feobun defeated 80,000 Dongting wolf troops in a battle on the border. The entire Tianlang Mansion was boiling, and the one who showed the most fanaticism turned out to be the former Dongting wolf army. The grassland tribes in the court, especially after their respective informants on the grassland were confirmed, the unrestrained character and enthusiasm of the grassland people almost ignited the entire Tianlang Mansion. The Dongting Lei Army was withdrawn two hundred miles this time. Ma Tie almost ran away, and didn't stop until he dared to pull together. No matter how you look at it, he will no longer covet the Tianlang Mansion!

The leaders of the grassland tribe were smiling so hard that they held up the fragrant koumiss and hummed the tunes passed down from their ancestors, singing "Thank you to the God of Immortality, and thank you to His Majesty Falcon for sending Murphy O'Brien." Only a brave general like you can keep these hungry wolves away from the sheep!"

The young people gathered together and talked excitedly about the most important Spring Festival of the year. "Who says it's not? The Spring Festival will be in nineteen days. This time, we don't have to pay taxes to anyone and can hunt as we please!" "The drunken prairie people were singing and dancing outside Tianlang Mansion. The blazing bonfire illuminated the snow-white wilderness like stars in the sky. The prairie tribes moved their tents. At the edge of the market, Murphy's soldiers and businessmen were allowed to drink hot wine. The prairie woman with a few patches of plateau red on her face also broke the custom of rarely leaving the camp in winter, wearing brightly colored clothes. The colorful clothes are like a flock of larks flying between the tents, and the sound of laughing and joking makes this cold winter night before spring feel a little warmer.

"Wumu. That's what it's like to be a traitor. You are always afraid of being liquidated by people sent by your family. Besides, you know better than me how brutal and bloody the grassland people are when liquidated." At a bonfire, a man wearing imperial armor The fat man was mixed in. Watching a young and lovely prairie girl smiling like a bird, she ran towards the bonfire tent in the distance. He drank the mare's milk in his hand to get rid of the chill of traveling all night. He tilted his head and said to a stout man with a prairie appearance next to him, "Although the empire defeated Dongting, as long as Dongting's army is still there, These grassland tribes will not think it is safe if they are nearby, and the fear of Dongting's rule has already been deeply implanted in their minds. This cannot be eliminated in just half a year."

"What your Majesty is saying is that this time Murphy O'Burn went out with all his strength to attack the Dongting Lei Army, with only 20,000 troops, while the Dongting Lei Army opposite had as many as 80,000 people. Even within Dongting, it was a force with outstanding combat power. "The troops" Wumu are originally from the grasslands. In such a warm grassland atmosphere, he showed his natural nature without thinking too much, and said with a smile.

"The expectations of various tribes for Murphy O'Brien, either a disastrous defeat or a blessing from the Immortal God, would have thought that the Lei Army was repelled for more than two hundred miles in the first battle, and the Dongting Army retreated two hundred miles, and then There is no way to threaten the security of Tianlang Mansion at any time. Any piece of news would make these grassland people feel more at ease than this. I have been here with Her Royal Highness for a long time. Naturally, I know the worries of these tribes. It is no wonder that these people are so happy at once. It is really depressing. "It's been a long time"

Wu Mu's voice paused, and his eyes scanned the surrounding scene, feeling quite emotional. "The significance of Murphy O'Brien's repelling Lei Jun is like eliminating the sharp sword that has been hanging over their heads for them. Although The empire was strong enough. Half a year ago, it killed Jamu Hebi, one of the eight armies of Dongting. However, the worries that followed also disappeared. It has not dissipated. How could the people on the grassland not know how revengeful the people of Dongting are? Now Dongting can't take action. When it does, it will definitely be a bloody purge. Ever since I learned about the people on the other side, Dongting sent the famous Lei Jun, and I’m afraid these people’s eyes will never be able to be closed safely for a day.”

"Haha, is that what you said? Wumu, can you answer my question?"

The fat man put down the koumiss on his lips and wiped off the traces on his lips with his hand. A shiver flashed through his eyes as he looked at a prairie woman in colorful clothes in the distance and said, "Murphy O'Brien is so bold as to take the initiative to attack the East." Forget about the Ting Lei Army. It’s not easy to get a chance to show his face after being in the wilderness for so many years. If he doesn’t show his face, I will think that he Murphy O’Brien has already died. He has lost his true character as a warrior. He just fought and he didn’t lose anyway. But your princess was so impatient that she led 50,000 cavalrymen out of the Yue Valley. I was stunned for several times when I received the report. Seconds, what does she want to do? If she wants to attack Lei Jun, she will only send troops when she sees Murphy O'Brien. This kind of taking advantage is too petty! "

"Um..." Wu Mu's face turned crimson as he took a big sip of kumiss, and he replied awkwardly, "What the princess did was indeed too petty, but there is nothing we can do about it. We have to fight." Lei Jun must pass through Tianlang Mansion. After investigation, the attack on the tribe that made Her Royal Highness rush back in a hurry is The Lei Army patrol opposite did it. Her Royal Highness was ready to fight, but was stopped by Murphy O'Brien, saying that the empire was not ready for a full-scale war with Dongting, and starting a war without authorization would only make the empire passive. As a last resort, the princess was stationed outside the Bingyue Valley. Who would have thought that as soon as she turned around, Murphy O'Brien would go to fight the thunder army by herself?"

"Actually, Her Royal Highness the Princess is also having difficulties..." Wu Mu paused, looked at the fat man with a strange look, and stopped talking.

"I lost my face in the battle of Feishan. I wanted to get it back in front of Lei Jun, but I was blocked by someone. I'm fine now. If I don't hurry up, my prestige will never be restored. This should be my thinking." Fatty He smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth. This woman was just a little too strong. She knew that if she reported to him, she would never be allowed to attack the Dongting Lei Army. Fortunately, Murphy O'Burn's attack was followed, killing first and then telling the story. In name, he was afraid that Murphy O'Burn would lose the battlefield, so he led the army to reinforce. Now all the battle reports of Murphy O'Burn have been sent back to Tianlang Mansion. These 50,000 There is no news about the prairie cavalry at all. Who knows where the reinforcements have gone. There is only one Wumu left in the Yue Valley, and it is clear from a quick glance that he will not say anything.

"Wumu, if I remember correctly, you have been here most of the time since the empire's northern expedition last year. How reliable do you think these grassland people are?" The fat man stood up and patted the dirt on his body. Hear this. Wu Mu's calm expression changed, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was more than half sober from his drunken state. If an ordinary person mentioned the word "reliable", he would casually say "Why is it unreliable?" But standing in front of him was the Falcon Emperor, and that was another story. One word of his may determine the life or death of these tens of thousands of grassland people. Although these grassland people are not from their own grassland, they still have common ancestors and their customs and habits are basically the same. In this case, Wu Mu felt that his tongue was a little numb.

He is a strong man on the battlefield. He has always believed that killing and being killed are all destiny. But if he is allowed to decide the life and death of tens of thousands of people, he really doesn't know what to say. He has already vaguely heard about Rui Tangtingna. Her Royal Highness the Princess mentioned it. When His Majesty Falcon agreed to accept these tribes, he told the eldest princess in private that the empire must have absolute control over this wilderness if there were any dissenters among these tribes. Resolute eradication is different from accepting the surrender of the East and West Courts, because the East and West Courts are all Ikadiva people, and these people are not, especially between the war between the Empire and the East Court, there must be no swaying wall Grass.

The grass on the wall can be easily removed. Is this your Majesty’s definition of these tribes?

Wu Mu felt the coldness on his back, and he was like a wall in the eyes of His Majesty Falcon. I was afraid that none of them would end well. He hesitated for a moment and looked extremely serious. "I think your majesty has seen the loyalty of these grassland people. If they didn't sincerely surrender to the empire, why would they hear the news after Lei Jun's defeat?" , so happy, and the empire has always ruled over the grassland people. It is relatively loose. As long as they are not blatantly opposed to the empire, even minor frictions between tribes are not a problem. There are not many restrictions. They only require the tribes to gather on the first three days of every month. In name, they are invited, but in fact it is reciprocal. On a mutually beneficial market opening day, cattle, sheep and horses, real money, food and weapons, as long as they are part of The things that the tribesmen are willing to exchange and buy can be sold in the open market. The empire will never interfere with these. This is much better than the harsh rule of the Dongting people over there. Over there in the Dongting, Dongting Each area of ​​the court has a Thousand Swords Account that specializes in management. Tribes must report when entering the area, and the report must be made according to the size of the tribe. Pay tribute, and during the war, each tribe also needs to provide soldiers to the Thousand Swords Tent where it is located. They prepare their own weapons and horses, and there is no compensation at all for those who die in battle. The empire is quite good in this regard and is willing to send young and strong tribes. You can often get some discounts from the empire, and the soldiers who died in battle also get a lot of compensation..."

"Since you Wumu said so, that means you are going to protect them?"

The fat man waved his hand, interrupting Wu Mu to continue speaking. His black pupils were deep and cold, and he snorted in a deep voice, "As far as I know, these tribes have not completely cut off contact with that other side. Otherwise, Murphy The reason why O'Brien launched so suddenly was because he knew that as long as he showed any intention of taking the initiative, the Lei Army on the opposite side might have already arranged their pockets and waited for him. Just because he said he was going to suppress the horse bandits, so I just caught the other side off guard."

The fat man paused for a moment and gestured behind him. An imperial guard brought a roster to him. The fat man took the roster and said with a smile, "This is the roster of leaders of these tribes. I am lazy." , investigating this kind of thing is very time-consuming, not to mention that a war is imminent. Originally, we planned to catch them all and kill them all at once to save trouble, and then disperse the various tribes. Incorporated into the wilderness provinces, but I have changed my mind now. If someone wants to be a good person, he must have the consciousness to be a good person. This is for you. Those who can keep and those who cannot keep, it depends on your wishes. From now on From now on, they are your people! Murphy O'Brien will definitely not be willing to stay in Tianlang Mansion this time. You should stay and be in charge of Tianlang Mansion!"

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Wumu was stunned. His Majesty Ying had hinted several times that he wanted to separate himself from the princess, but he had refused. But this time, could he still refuse? Not to mention the lives of tens of thousands of grassland people, the Tianlang Mansion has now been promoted by the empire to the Tianlang Mansion Province. It is a major transportation route in the northwest wilderness, a place where heavy troops are stationed, and the core that radiates half of the northwest wilderness. The power of the person in charge can be imagined. This chip is too heavy. "What? Are you still unwilling? Or do you think my sincerity is not enough? Wumu, you are a smart person and should know how to make choices! "The fat man curled his lips slightly, sighed, and threw the list on the ground like a pile of waste paper, and said to himself," Forget it, wait for the army to arrive in two days, and then wipe them all out. Anyway, it's not the first time that Tianlang Mansion has been invaded by human blood." "No, please don't misunderstand, Your Majesty, Wumu is willing to obey your majesty's order! I will stay in Tianlang Mansion and keep an eye on this door for Your Majesty and the Empire! "Wumu looked solemn, kneeling heavily on the snow, picking up the account book that had fallen on the ground and holding it above his head.

This last remaining general of the Dongting Dynasty finally chose to compromise. The Dongting tribes are no longer what they used to be. Even Wumu's prestige is constantly challenged by the new tribes. As a general, he has no tribe, land, cattle and sheep of his own, not to mention his own army. This is a very embarrassing thing in itself. Especially after the news came out that His Majesty the Falcon admired him very much the year before last, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not say anything, but began to distance herself from him intentionally or unintentionally. Finally, after the second expedition to Obaro, she sent him outside the long wall. Although she did not say it explicitly, the intention to exile him was already very obvious. Since Her Royal Highness the Princess had already made her choice, what was the point of him insisting on it? , not to mention that the chips offered by His Majesty the Falcon are indeed enough to show his sincerity. The tribes here have as many as 70,000 to 80,000 people. The Tianlang Mansion is well-equipped and has obvious geographical advantages. If I still refuse such conditions, do I want to plot more? Do you really think His Majesty the Falcon is a mediocre king who is kind and can be bullied? This is His Majesty the Falcon who has killed millions of people. In his rage, without the protection of the eldest princess, I will really die without even a bubble. "Okay, get up, let's stop talking tonight." The fat man laughed and pulled Wumu up with both hands. "Show your masculine blood of a grassland man. I saw that many women's eyes are looking at you. Even the one who poured me wine just now is staring at you. Comparing people is so infuriating. Such a beautiful night, with so many grassland beauties, why say these spoiling words! If you don't hook one or two back into the tent, you, Wumu, will be a coward!" (To be continued)