Realm of Power

"Then what should I do, just watch this fat guy take the limelight?" Sodofei said with a full expression. "Those attentions should be focused on me. That fat guy is nothing, just a lucky country bumpkin."

"Good luck, if you have the ability, please give me a good luck one." Feilok glanced at his partner with extreme disappointment. If it weren't for his identity, Feilok would have wanted to leave immediately. Kyoto asked himself to assist with this embroidered pillow. Just a mistake

"Your Majesty, the Wikiya Envoys are requesting to enter the venue." A Mamunuk captain in charge of the guard came in from the gate in a panic and whispered in Feilok's ear.

"Wikiya Envoys? Haven't we already issued a diplomatic document and placed them in the city?" Ferlock frowned. This time they were discussing trade rights to Wikiya. The Wikiyas sent people here at this moment. The meaning is obvious. If the two sides are connected, Hu Tubein's plan will be completely ruined.

"They must be stopped," Feilok thought to himself, his sinister eyes scanning the proud face of Fatty, and a sly sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, that's fine. Isn't this damn fat guy capable? Let the Wikians fight him to the death."

Ferok whispered to the reporting Mamunuk, "Tell the Vekians to go back. We Salander will not have anything to do with them, let alone meet them."

Ferlock suddenly whispered, "Just say, this is what the Marquis of Vicseton said."

Isn't it too. \\. . . . "Mamunuk had an ugly look on his face. He hesitated to speak, and there was hesitation in his eyes. As a Mamunuk, this kind of thing goes against the principles in his heart.

"What? Could it be that the heroic Mamunuk will be timid?" Feilok looked annoyed and turned around and said solemnly, "In Salander's territory, we don't need to be afraid of the Vekians. If the Vekians dare to resist, we will arrest them all. No big deal, just close it for a while and then put it back.”

"It's just bad. As a diplomatic mission, we don't have this right." Captain Mamunuk was silent for a while, then raised his head and said worriedly, "And following them, there were 60 Hulin ships serving as escorts. According to the scout's report, the warship is full of fully armed soldiers, probably more than 15,000 people."

"Fifteen thousand people." Feilok took a breath of air when he heard this name. Hu Tubein's total troops are now less than 3,000. Not to mention resisting, I am afraid that if the news spreads, Hu Tubein will soon let him go. Tubein's army collapsed

Thinking of the 15,000 Vekian troops approaching the city wall just on the sea of ​​Hutubei En, Ferok suddenly panicked and said with a ferocious face, "What do they want to do? With so many troops, they are going to attack Salander." Declare war? "

"It's hard to say," the Mamunuk captain bit his lip and said, "You know the style of those powerful Vekians, who have always followed the principle of blood for blood, tooth for tooth, even when facing the mainland powerhouse Riel You dare to pounce on him and take a bite, not to mention that the one being humiliated this time is the Southern Governor who has tens of thousands of troops."

"Southern Governor Statunko" Ferok's voice trembled, and he could no longer speak any tough words.

The Southern Governor of Vikia is not the empty governor of Sodofei. He is a man with real power who has tens of thousands of elite Southern troops and is in charge of hundreds of warships.

Even a sneeze from such a person is enough to cause an earthquake in Salander, which is currently in turmoil. What's more, the Southern Governor Statunko is the head of the famous three giants of Wikiia.

Most people think that compared to Caesar Sauron, who is good at military affairs and can stand alone, and Crolisat, who is brave and invincible in attack, Statuenko seems too ordinary.

There was neither a brilliant record nor any commendable achievements. While the other two fought through all the obstacles in the Northern War and reached the altar of several great generals on the mainland, Statunko looked like a general. The old farmer who was looking after his house was working hard in the south with his head down and silently. He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was the leader of the three giants and the first warrior who followed the first general in the mainland.

However, Salander's military affairs department, which is located in a remote area, has a high opinion of this low-key southern governor, and is even a little jealous.

This is an era of knightly bravery. It is simply unimaginable to get a capable historian like Statunko. He uses superb means to suppress the long-standing disputes between the various forces in the south and let these The mountain barbarians have become the sharpest assault force in the Samor army.

Properly coordinate the conflicts between the business alliance and the aristocratic class, let the old and new forces complete the impossible and quiet transformation, build the entire south like an iron barrel, and install the most powerful power machine for Samour, the crazy war beast.

Continuously transporting weapons, soldiers, and food to the north, allowing the Samor army to advance, advance, and advance without any scruples. This kind of credit is enough to surpass the other two. Such a person is enough to be called " "The unparalleled national scholar"

Without Statunko, Samor's unification war would have been delayed for at least five years, or even longer.

Five years is enough to change a lot of things. Between heroes and losers, time often serves as a fair judge. If you rush past, you will be a falcon soaring into the sky, a shining name in the history books.

Mentioning you is enough to make people who look at history recall that magnificent era that belonged to you.

If you can't get over it, you are just an insignificant dust record of history, a character that others shake their heads and sigh at, and a typical example of a flash in the pan.

If the nobles' private army expands for five years, the central region will become a solid shackle that locks the falcon's wings. If Vikia Kyoto cultivates for five years, the Kyoto royal family will be able to become a strong rival of Samor with its nominal advantage.

If the northern hero Stian can develop for ten years, the north will become the most powerful force. Even if the Vikia falcon's claws are extremely sharp, it cannot escape the fate of destruction.

"Forget it, let them in." Ferrok rolled his eyes and suddenly told Captain Mamunuk.

"Sir, isn't this inviting wolves into the house?" Sodofei next to him said with a puzzled look, "If these lords meet with the Vikia people, our mission will be even more impossible."

"Since we can't stop it, we have to adapt to the times," Ferrok said with a look of expression, "If that route is really a golden route with a lot of money, why can't we join it? This is also a good explanation for the adults in Kyoto." .

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