Realm of Power

This is a shadowy opponent

Mao Mo Naqing's hand holding the information trembled, and her fair face looked a little blue under the light.

Although there are only a few words in the battle report in his hand, when linked to the previous events, his ruthless and courageous acting style and his unpredictable timing of action undoubtedly fully reveal the talent of an outstanding strategist.

But such an opponent is a woman

Fortunately or unfortunately, there are such terrible people in the world."

Mao Monaqing put down the military newspaper in her hand in a daze. The unhappiness in her heart about the urgent summons late at night had already been forgotten because of the top-secret red-painted military newspaper in her hand.

When the decisive battle in the north was about to be won, the fat man's urgent meeting in the middle of the night undoubtedly gave this careful and sensitive woman a premonition of something.

"Is this really just a pre-dawn summons?" When walking into the tent, Mao Monaqing was still a little uneasy and speculated,

Not everyone can maintain their original innocent heart after occupying a high position, let alone facing such a charming beauty like themselves every day.

Mao Monaqing is still very confident about her snow-like appearance and intelligent heart.

But she never expected that such a secret related to the fate of the entire north would be placed in front of her.

"This. How is this possible? Didn't Her Majesty Queen Achemore die during the turmoil 20 years ago..."

Mao Monaqing's face turned red from suppressing it, and she wanted to argue vigorously, but under the fat man's knife-like eyes, she finally just opened her mouth and said nothing.

Even with a strict character and a long-term good education, those seductive red lips were still exposed for ten minutes, which completely violated the consciousness of a great nobleman.

"I also feel a little confused, so I came to you late at night. I hope I can hear your views on this matter from the perspective of a woman."

The fat man rubbed his swollen eyebrows with his hands and said with a depressed expression.

"In fact, from the moment the Ruidian people sent troops to the northern grasslands, all of us had already entered a chess game that had been arranged. We and the more than 100,000 Ruidian troops in the valley who were forced into a desperate situation were nothing more than the distant clouds. The chess piece in the middle city that does not belong to any man fell gently from the fingers."

"Isn't this ridiculous? I didn't expect that when I, the falcon, also made a wedding dress for others, deep in the far northern grassland, in the high cloud city of Turga, the fate of all living things on the continent was being determined by a so-called history. The lover's woman's curiosity turns,"

"Curiosity killed the cat," the fat man sighed, with a wry smile on his lips.

Mao Monaqing was silent for a while,

The Maomo family, which had a close relationship with the Kugit royal court, naturally knew about the legendary queen who almost unified the entire Kugit grassland 20 years ago. They also knew about the turmoil coming from within the Kugit people. Let this talented queen die young,

But now the fat man told her that the woman who had disappeared into legend 20 years ago,

At this moment, it is the impenetrable hands behind the scenes that secretly control the trend of the entire continent. How can people not be surprised and confused?

Mao Monaqing, who had always considered herself smart and astute, also felt at a loss.

"That is a difficult opponent. Once we get serious, it can be said that even her biological daughter is included in the calculation, so we must make a decision immediately." The fat man sat down with a solemn expression, thought for a while, and looked up from the table. Pick up a quill dipped in ink and write on a piece of letterhead paper

"This time only you, the Maomo family, can help."

Ten minutes later, the fat man hurriedly stopped writing and handed the letter in his hand to Mao Monaqing next to him.

"This is......"

Mao Monaqing's expression changed slightly, and her eyes paused on the letter paper. She was shocked again, and her face turned pale.

"You read it correctly. This is the armistice negotiation document. The fat man nodded helplessly. "We are going to have an armistice with the Ruidian Kingdom. As an intermediate force that has not yet participated in the war, you can hand this letter to the Ruidian people on my behalf. , I have thought about this matter again and again. In the current stalemate situation, only the Maomo family, which has remained neutral since the beginning of the war, may be the best choice to implement this matter."

"But if I let the Ruidian people go like this, I'm afraid..." Mao Monaqing paused in her voice and glanced at the fat man with a strange expression.

Who doesn’t know that Samor Falcon never suffers a loss? How could he let go of such a bargain so easily?

"This is forcing the Maomo family to take a stand." Maomo Naqing's hand holding the letter trembled, and she had to consider whether Fatty Summer was testing her with words.

Most people know that the Maumo family, which dominates the west, was the last in the country to submit to the Falcon Principality. Apart from the previous small-scale collision, it was largely due to the force of the situation.

In order to suppress internal opposition, the Maomo family, which has always been fair, even resorted to strong methods. There are now only thirty families out of hundreds, which is clear evidence of the great purge.

This is related to the fate of the entire family. Any corresponding error may bring immeasurable losses to his family and the west. The Wekiya army, which has an absolute advantage, actually wants a third-rate intermediate force like the Maomo family to fight against This most critical time and space is involved, and its meaning is worth pondering.

"Haha, do you think I'm joking? No, the fall of the Kujit cavalry and Ai Chemoer who broke into the northern part of Ruidian has brought the decisive battle to the north to a close. Why do we have to fight with the remaining enemies? If you fight to the death, you will only benefit others in the end." Under Mao Monaqing's gaze, the fat man showed a wry smile.

"A strong man breaks his wrist when the situation is reversed." The fat man paused in his voice. He came to the door of the tent and suddenly opened the sheepskin curtain of the tent in front of him. He stared deeply at the sky in the distance and said

"The sudden appearance of the 50,000 Kugit East Court cavalry in the northern part of the Ruidian Kingdom has been a blow that cut off the last ambition of the Ruidian people in the north. Its dazzling brilliance and subsequent impact even It overshadowed the brutal fight between us and Ruidian's army on the western grasslands,

Have you ever thought about it. Nearly 60,000 Ruidian's northern garrison were killed in one battle. The resulting void in troops would undoubtedly turn Ruidian's northern region into the most terrifying chaos.

When the powerful controller loses control, when the arrogant overlord becomes a pasture for bandits to plunder, this storm that changes the continent and sweeps the entire north really begins.

The relationship between countries is a relationship of interests. Smiling faces on the table and kicks under the table. In the face of absolute interests, any friend may become an enemy. Do you think those more than ten small kingdoms that once followed Rui Erdian will now what choice to make

Those Dorok mountain people who huddled in the mountains in the northeast and had been suppressed by the Ruidian Kingdom would never let go of this golden opportunity.

The most terrifying thing about that person's sudden attack is that his whole body can be affected by one move." The fat man turned around, looked at Mao Monaqing, who was still in a daze, and said with a solemn expression.

"We don't have time to remain in a stalemate here, otherwise we will sit back and watch this excellent opportunity to re-divide our interests slip away from our hands in vain.

When the time comes, if we can't seize it with both hands, it will be a crime against all Wikians." The fat man punched the table with an excited look, "We must quickly withdraw our hands from this stalemate and concentrate all our efforts. With the power that can be used, in this coming storm, we can ascend to the new throne of hegemony.

"With every extra day of delay, our future interests may shrink by one point." The fat man turned his head, his bright eyes full of sincerity and concern.

Standing up, the fat man came to a continental map hanging behind him. After examining it for a long time, he drew a large circle in the center of the map with his finger and said, "Our eyes are not just on the western grasslands, but on the area east of Aichmore." , there are more vast eastern plains and mountains, and we can even consider extending our tentacles to the hinterland of the continent. Sitting back and watching the rapid decline of the Ruidian people in the center is not in our current interests.

It is far easier to deal with a frightened tiger than to deal with a pack of wolves that have been hungry for a long time. The fat man finished speaking with a determined look on his face. People who didn't know better would have thought that this was a character who was being bullied. Who would have thought that , this honest-looking guy is planning a plan that will shock the mainland.

After a while, the fat man said solemnly, "For the Ruidian people who suffered a tragic defeat, a third party force that will not threaten them is the one they can accept.

This is a fair negotiation, not the so-called surrender and appropriate compensation in exchange for 100,000 elites. At this moment of national subjugation, I believe that as long as Marshal Berlant is not dead, he will choose to accept otherwise. , let them all freeze to death in the mountains, and the entire Ruidian Kingdom will also be buried as a burial object for their stingy behavior."

"Grand Duke, please rest assured, I understand what to do."

Mao Mo Naqing stood up and saluted the fat man respectfully.

"Your Majesty's wish is the will of my Mao Mo family. I will immediately send someone to contact the affairs officer of my Mao Mo family in Rui Erdian and deliver this letter to Rui Er Dian quickly."

"Go ahead." The fat man's face was as bitter as an eggplant, and he waved his hands helplessly.

As the tent curtain covered the dim light, Mao Monaqing felt a slight chill on her back.

"Is it over like this?" Mao Mona was a little confused.

The cold night wind blew on her fair and delicate face. The conversation just now still made her heart tighten. There was nothing like what she had guessed before.

But what I just experienced was like witnessing a bloodless sword scene.

A skilled dancer is best at dancing on the tip of a knife. Sure enough, I am still too young in this kind of battle between master strategists. Mao Monaqing sighed secretly in her heart,

While everyone was still looking at the western grasslands, waiting for the situation to become clearer, two top strategists were already engaged in an invisible secret war at a certain level.

The prologue has begun, no one knows what the ending will be.

The target of the sniper attack from the dark this time was undoubtedly the Ruidian Kingdom, which was in the unfavorable situation of a simultaneous war between the north and the south. The deadly hidden arrows that struck were the 50,000 Kugit cavalry that pried open the border of the Ruidian Kingdom. The fat man responded by turning this hidden arrow into a trap from which he could not turn back.

The sad soldiers will win

Once the gate of amenorrhea is released, the hundred thousand Ruidian troops who return full of grief and indignation will be enough to make the Kugits who took advantage of the situation pay an unimaginable price.

On the northern grasslands, there will be an even greater bloody storm. The secret war is silent. The fate of the two kingdoms has been reversed in this silent cold night.

"A king is not only about military talent, but also about the political sense of seizing the opportunity. Although you have been smart since childhood, you are still too young in front of the real masters."

Before leaving, her father Mao Mo’s words seemed to still echo in Mao Mo Naqing’s ears.

That feeling of insurmountability made Mao Monaqing, who had always been smart and proud, feel very frustrated. Her natural carefulness and deliberate cultivation by her family gave her an excellent ability to grasp the overall situation, but at a real strategic level,

Only then did Mao Monaqing realize that there was such a huge gap between herself and Fatty. Mao Monaqing, who had been deeply influenced by politics, knew very well that if the war in the north resumed, the Luode people in the south would not let go of this opportunity.

The only thing that the Ruidian Kingdom in crisis can rely on is the rising Weixia. No matter how the situation changes, Fatty has already stood at the best position in this struggle for interests without losing a fight.

Mao Monaqing secretly sighed and looked back at Fatty's tent. No matter what, someone who could surround and let go the hundreds of thousands of Ruidian troops who were fighting bloody battles was worthy of the title of any king.

Snowflakes drifted in the cold night wind, and the large white area covered the earth without leaving a trace, seeming to purify everything in the world into one color.

After Mao Mo Naqing left, more than ten generals of the Samor army were called to the military tent. The bright lights seemed particularly bright in this snowy night. The number of guards at the door increased significantly. There were ten guards per post at three steps. Bu Yiwei looked at the tent within thirty meters like an iron barrel.

The cold sword light was mixed in the black figure of the guard, and the murderous look was faint.

Apart from the heavy breathing of the messengers running back and forth, there was only the sound of galloping hooves, as eager as the beating of war drums.

"Is this going to be another big move?" At the camp gate, a squadron leader who was leading a patrol stopped and looked at a war horse galloping past with a surprised expression.

"Is there any bigger move than killing the Ruidian people in the valley?" The sentry next to him stamped his feet in the snow, looking excited.

"It is said that after this war, the entire western grassland will become our territory in Wikiya. At that time, I can move my family out of the remote mountainous areas and settle down in this beautiful place.

"I heard that the women in the prairie are very agile. Women who ride horses all year round have tight legs," the soldier said excitedly, smacking his lips.

"I don't know if it's true that if I marry someone, my life will be worth it." The soldier's face was full of hope for his new life.

"Haha, Shuiling is Shuiling. You are not afraid of being whipped by a woman." A companion next to him rubbed his hands and joked.

"It's a tradition for prairie women to whip their own men with a whip. With a small body like yours, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive even three months. Don't go out and let your brothers see the whip marks all over your face. That's terrible." It will disgrace our Sob Forward Battalion.”

If you had the ability of that boy from Toros, you would be pretty much the same. That boy killed three Reedian spearmen by himself, and that was a reward of three gold coins. When he returned to the village, he could marry three wives. That would be enough. I don’t know if this kid can endure it?" Another soldier said with a smile.

"Haha!" The soldiers staggered around, and there was a burst of laughter.

"A bunch of little bastards want to get a wife before their fur has fully grown." The squadron leader laughed and cursed, turned away, and looked at the scout figure walking away from the camp gate with a complicated look in his eyes.

The weather is cold, and a few jokes from time to time can alleviate the chill a bit.

But it's unusual to order it late at night

He once served as a squadron leader of the Governor's Palace Guards and still remembers the Governor's habits.

Working at night and resting during the day is a habit of fat people, but late at night has happened only once in the history of Samour.

That was before the decisive battle in the south three years ago. When the Samor and Kyoto armies were in a stalemate, the Dardanelle family in the south took advantage of a time loophole to lead the southern coalition forces to quietly cross the southern border of Samor and reach Zivadin. Periphery

This incident resulted in the death of three heads of the Intelligence Department.

Tens of thousands of improvised Samorian troops had to fight fiercely in the mountains of Onando with the Dardanelle elite troops who were ready to go.

That battle established Samor's status as the southern hegemon, but it was also the most brutal battle since the formation of the Samor army. The lives of nearly ten thousand Samor soldiers were forever lost in the shouts of fighting.

Several of his best brothers were also there, and one-half of the most elite Samor guards remained there. If the Hulin tribe had not rebelled against the enemy, the now famous Samor would have become a piece of history. Got it

The golden light of dawn comes with an unimaginable news,

The Ruidian people, who had fallen into despair, suddenly discovered that the two Wekiah Banner regiments that had been approaching the middle of the mountain col on the eastern front and were overwhelming them began to retreat slowly, and then a heavy infantryman suddenly came forward. The flag regiment also retreated to the top of the mountain, revealing a huge gap.

At noon, the two flag regiments on the western front, Vekia, began to retreat, leaving only the most elite central regiment standing on the hills.

Hundreds of Thors revealed their frightening black muzzles on the top of the mountain,

Like a row of sharp blades that could fall down at any time, they hung high over the heads of all the Reedian people, leaving the Reedian army to watch helplessly as the Vecian army retreated calmly.

"What a brilliant move. Just by moving backwards, our army no longer has the intention to fight to the death. Is it true that God wants to destroy me, Rui Erdian?"

Marshal Ruedian Berlant, who was in the mountain col, stared intently at the large defensive line that was gradually opening up on the hillside, and his hands full of green scriptures clenched on the hilt of his sword inlaid with blue gems.

As the Vikia offensive line retreated, some turmoil gradually appeared in the originally stable Rieldian army formation.

The Vikia army's deployment was too strange. The decisive battle was imminent. Just when all the Rieldian soldiers were ready to fight to the death, the Vikia people on the opposite side actually began to retreat.

It was like a boxer who had been holding back his strength and preparing for the last fight, but suddenly found that his opponent had left his attack range. The feeling of frustration and helplessness could make people vomit blood. ..

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