Realm of Power

Sincere thanks: Yi Lanxing shed tears

The meeting is scheduled to be held in the evening. When the sun sets in the sky, the bright starlight shines through the holes arranged according to the stars on the top of the hall. Sitting in the hall, it is like looking at the starry sky, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

"Rang" sounded with the clear ringing of a bell in the hand of a butler, shuttled through the venue from time to time, attracting the attention of all males. The Salander dancers, like butterflies, slowly exited the stage, and a row of maids in long skirts held candlesticks. Come in, the bright candlelight illuminates the hall like daylight

The assembly members who gathered separately began to sit down on both sides of the long table.

Fatty looked around casually. Next to Enwit, the new big family in the north, sat three lords who were whispering to each other. These should be Enwit's supporters. From the worried looks they occasionally glanced at, it can be imagined that this The impact of these meetings on them was not good

The four lords from the western mountainous area sat around the dignified Grand Duke of Russia and Germany. These guys from the mountainous area acted very indifferently because their territory was not near the sea.

Duke Oder sat in the center of them, squinting his eyes slightly. He seemed not to hear the whispers of the lord next to him at all. Only his fingers tapping the armrest seemed to prove that the most prestigious man in the north was now. Lord, it seems that he has not yet become sluggish due to aging.

The other eight lords, in addition to the drunken Legos next to him, there are also several family representatives who are not lords but have profound influence. As the heir of one of the three major families, Nilai, like these family representatives, Being placed in the second row of seats,

Among these people, Fatty saw a familiar figure, Anason Fant. Fatty still remembered that the last time he was in Zivadin, it was because of the mysterious disappearance of the goods of this Salander businessman, and a large number of hidden smuggled goods were found. , Fatty even set a trap for Kyoto,

The fact that this Arsenal Fant is qualified to appear here is enough to prove that this guy's identity is not simple. Maybe there are too many people in the hall, and this Arsenal Fant did not recognize the fat man in the front row.

There was a sound of heavy footsteps coming from the door

The new northern governor Sodofei, who looked proud, walked in from the main door, surrounded by eight Mamunuks wearing mail.

Behind him, followed a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a bald head. The appearance of this man made the atmosphere in the hall suddenly tense, and the chatter stopped.

Fatty saw Duke Oder, who had been squinting his eyes across from him, suddenly opened his eyes the moment the middle-aged man walked in, his eyes like lightning.

That is not the gaze of an old man, but the gaze of a soldier who is about to go to the battlefield. Everyone knows that Sodofei is a guy with nothing to worry about. If he didn't have a beautiful sister, this is just an embroidered pillow with a good appearance. , but the person behind him is not. It is a combination of intertwined relationships in Kyoto and the boundless desire of Kyoto's wealthy families.

The northern lords knew very well that their real opponent was the new administrator of Hu Tubein, and a tense atmosphere suddenly filled the air.

"The fact that you all are here is enough to prove your trust in the kingdom. Today's gathering will definitely become a glorious event that will go down in history forever." Sodofei glanced at the people in the hall with a smile, his eyes stopped, and he suddenly quickened his pace. With a false apology on his face, he stretched out his hand to Fatty

"Marquis of Vicseton, I'm sorry that your entire family died in the battle, but you can rest assured that Hu Tubein will definitely be your strong backing for revenge."

Sodofei's words immediately caused a burst of chatter in the hall, "Vicseton? That's the good-luck Vicseton who killed Housavis."

Dozens of surprised eyes were focused on Fatty at the same time. Many people had just seen him with Legs, who had a poor reputation. They almost thought that this vulgar guy was the same as Legs.

No one thought that this would be the legendary hero who killed the wild wolf Housavis with one arrow. What’s more, this guy really didn’t look like a hero. He had neither a handsome appearance nor a burly figure. Then The silly face is the biggest insult to the word hero.

Anyone who thinks that the famous Housavis died in the hands of this stupid guy, and that this guy is said to be hugging a beautiful woman, is enough to make all men crazy with jealousy. A lord sitting in the middle opposite is really Unable to bear the stimulation, he covered his mouth and looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"Tsk, tsk, Housavis died in the hands of such a person, it's really..." Many people shook their heads in their hearts.

"This guy definitely did it on purpose," Fatty cursed secretly in his heart. This Sodofei didn't know who he was instructed by, but he actually played dirty tricks with himself. If he doesn't play with you until you bleed internally, he won't be called Yong. Lost Falcon

"Governor Sodofei is really caring for me, the Vic Territory. I happen to be in urgent need of 300,000 kilograms of grain to pay for the construction of the city. I would like to thank the Governor in advance for his generosity." The fat man smiled with a touched face. Holding Sodofei's hand, he said with unfinished meaning, "The Governor doesn't have to worry about pulling the carriage. I'll let them pull it right away."

"Three hundred thousand catties of grain"

Sodofei's hands trembled involuntarily, his smug smile suddenly froze, his eyes bulged, and his mouth squeaked, as if he had swallowed a big green-headed fly alive.

Because Salander is close to the sea, it is not a big agricultural country. 300,000 kilograms of grain may not be a big deal in Wikiia, but in Salander, which has developed fisheries, it is enough to equal the entire northern grain output in a year. In the north, Salander is not a big agricultural country. With constant harassment and fishing boats unable to go to sea, 300,000 kilograms of grain is simply a marketable and priceless strategic resource.

"This damn fat man has tricked this big idiot Sodofei. If you don't want to be beaten to death, you will be beaten to death." Lord Salander, who was watching the fun next to him, suddenly burst into laughter.

"This silly fat guy is a bit interesting."

Even Duke Oder's serious face showed a smile, and with sharp eyes, he glanced at Fatty for a few times before looking away.

"Ahem, the Vic Territory is an important part of the royal family's northern plan. Regarding the assistance, we need to consider it in the long term." The bald Feilok next to him rolled his eyes at the stupid Sodofei, and slowly stood up from behind. road

"My lords are summoned this time because the Royal Ministry of Foreign Affairs has received accurate information that the Normans are gathering fleets in large numbers to prepare for revenge because Housavis was killed this time.

"In the near future, several regiments of the Normans will embark on a large-scale invasion of the northern territories. In order to strengthen the defense of the north and the unified dispatch of resources, Governor Sodofei proposed to unify all the northern territories with Hutu Bein as the center. troops and supplies in the region to prepare for the coming war.”

"Hiss!" A sound of inhalation suddenly sounded in the hall. Except for Fatty, who was calm and composed, the faces of other lords seemed to have a colorful shop, turning red and white.

Ferlock was right. With the Norman style of retaliation, the possibility of a large-scale invasion from the north has basically been determined. Hutubein is located at the key hub in the north. It is indeed the best place to assemble, but the thought of sending his army and No one would be so stupid if all the supplies are left in the hands of others.

"Of course, this time the integration can be completely adjusted according to your wishes, and the private soldiers who will never shake you will never be shaken." Ferlock looked at the panicked lords on both sides with a proud face, and said solemnly.

"But one thing must be done, and that is that the fleets of each company must be collected at the Hutu Bein Port to form a unified fleet that can not only expand trade with Wikiya, but also serve as a base when necessary. Navy goes into battle"

"Haha, unifying the fleet is certainly good, but I don't know how to divide the trade interests?" Fatty muttered indifferently, his voice was very low, but during the silence just after Ferlock finished speaking, the long table The lords on both sides heard clearly

"I can guarantee that all the proceeds from trade will be used to prepare to resist the Normans." Ferlock looked at Fatty with complicated eyes and hesitated for a while.

"That means Hutu Beien will monopolize the trading rights to Vecchia." He stood up with a fat and honest face and said, "What about our troops guarding the territory? The coastline is so long, no one knows where the Normans landed." , without trade income, with only the meager income of the territory, it is impossible to provide even the most basic guarantees. If you do this, aren't you just strangling everyone's neck and letting us do whatever we are asked to do?"

"How dare you? This is Salander, the land of His Majesty the Supreme Sultan. Do you want to support your troops and respect yourself?"

Ferlock was so angry that his bald head was shining with anger. He had already ignored the most basic etiquette. Originally, according to Ferlock's plan, on the grounds of a large-scale attack by the Normans, the trade of each family was adjusted without leaving any trace. After obtaining the power in our hands, we can then use the opportunity to gradually unify the northern resources.

It was about to succeed. Even old foxes like Oude didn't hear the integration strategy, but they didn't expect that they would be exposed by a stupid fat guy.

Now he is certain that the Marquis of Wickerton is by no means as simple as he seems on the outside. How can a person who can point out hidden problems from his own words be a mediocre person?

"Did I make a mistake?" Fatty looked around, with an innocent look on his face, which was in sharp contrast to Feilok's slightly trembling body.

"If we want to integrate trade rights, I, the Vic Territory, can set an example." Fat Free from Inhumanity. "In order to resist the Normans to the maximum extent, I can promise that all trade fleets sailing from the ports of Lazar and Vic, I will No tax will be charged on it, whether it passes by my land or by sea."

"Creak" Feilok felt his teeth shattered, causing a heart-wrenching pain. Fat's words undoubtedly hit his weak point. Hu Tubein didn't have a fleet of his own. If he did the same thing as Fat, all his plans would be Fetching water from a bamboo basket was in vain. . h

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