Realm of Power

"This is an extremely ordinary negotiation. Like countless negotiations in history, it will soon be submerged in the smoke and dust of history.

But the proud Dardanelle family in the south did not know that due to their reckless intervention this time, they exposed the secrets that the family had hidden for hundreds of years, which attracted the eyes of the great conqueror Dustan I! "

This is the record of later generations of historians

And the real situation is

"What does this mean?"

The fat man pointed to the last clause in the agreement with his chubby fingers, and asked Dadatov naively,

"How long will the Dardanelle family be stationed here? Will you continue to live like this if the heir of the Issa family doesn't come for a day? In this case, I will be at a loss. How much food do your people cost me in a year!"

The fat man’s stinginess left Dadatuf speechless

If he hadn't already learned about Fatty Samoer's penchant for yinous people, Dadatuf would have definitely regarded the fussy fat man in front of him as a bargaining shop owner in a grocery store.

The dignified Lord Satsuma actually cares about how many people pay for their meals?

"It seems that this damn fat man has indeed seen the mystery of this, but this is exactly what the family wants this fat man who likes to play tricks to see."

Dadatuf was a little proud. This was a plan he had been thinking about since he received the mission. Now it seems that Fatty Samoer has also been fooled.

Being able to fool a smart person is something to be proud of.

Enlarging the visible and hiding the invisible in the shadows is the habit of the Dardanelle family conspiracy.

"Please rest assured, Lord Marquis, I guarantee on the honor of the Dardanelle family that within three years at most, Miss Isa Moriel will complete her training in Ziva Cheze. At that time, our family members will immediately withdraw from Jie Fort Jerbo, as for all the expenses incurred by the guards during their stay at Fort Jerbo, our Dardanelle family will bear all of this, so don’t worry, Lord Marquis!"

Dadatuf smiled devoutly and looked as pure as a newborn baby

"Oh, how can you be so embarrassed? You are so polite! But if you persist like this, I won't be polite!"

Hearing Dadatuf's assurance, the fat man's face immediately beamed with joy.

Although he said polite words, he happily signed his name on the agreement, and used the heraldic ring on his middle finger to press a falcon seal on the red wax wax in the lower right corner of the agreement.

Everything seemed so exciting, and it seemed that I was still immersed in the joy of not having to pay for food.

"What a little lord from a small place. Fatty Samoer, who likes to be clever, really has this kind of vision!"

Dadatuf curled his lips secretly, and his face became more sincere and humble.

After sending Dadatuf away who was full of pride, the fat man immediately turned around and said to Salon, the captain of the guard behind him.

"You immediately send someone to clean the Jalbo Fort. Since there are guests coming to stay, it is natural to make it clean! Don't let others see our jokes."

The one-eyed dragon Salon was stunned for a moment, what does the legion commander mean? There have always been people living in Jalber Fort.

In addition to the 2,000 soldiers stationed there, there were also hundreds of servants from the former Issa family. Could it be that in the mind of the legion commander, it was an uninhabited deserted castle?

"Didn't you hear clearly? You immediately lead people to clean up the entire Jalbo Fort and remove all the tattered things. Throw away what should be thrown away and replace what needs to be replaced. Especially those little nobles, let them Be restrained and don’t let our distinguished guests see our jokes!”

The fat man saw Salon's puzzled eyes and explained angrily.

"High, really high! This is much better than the Dardanelle family's conspiracy to plant hidden stakes! My Lord is really a genius in conspiracy."

Salon understood this time and gave a thumbs up secretly.

This is obviously to take his people to the Jalbo Castle to raid the house. Looking at the posture, the Legion Commander is preparing to hand over the Jalbo Castle to the Dardaniel Warden. It is estimated that in addition to the gray and thick castle walls, there is not even a bowl for eating. not stay

The Dardanelle family only has two people to garrison in Djalbo Castle. Placing two people in the huge Djalbo Castle is like a drop of water falling into a pond. How big a wave can it make?

Give them an empty castle with nothing but walls, no food, no servants, not even a bed to sleep on, and all external relations are severed. Let's see how those two idiots continue to toss.

"Poor Dardanelles!"

In his heart, Salon felt sad for the two unlucky guys who were about to settle in Jalbo Castle.

"Sir, please rest assured. I know what to do. Even if it is a Jalber Fort rat, I will throw it out."

The fat man was satisfied and wanted to reach out and pat Salon on the shoulder, but looking at Salon's height of two meters, he had to nod approvingly instead.

After handling the negotiations with the Dardanelle family, Fatty left the 8th Heavy Infantry Regiment led by Crolissart to garrison the Djerbo area. He first led 10,000 soldiers back to Zhivadin City to rest.

The war with Jalbo Fort lasted for more than half a month. Both sides devoted all their efforts and fought to the death. Eight thousand people died in battle and more than 10,000 prisoners were taken. Even the war between the northern royal family and the Kugit people, They were all ashamed before the battle of Sambuga that shocked the south.

The continuous fighting for days made Fatty feel like a fat horse, being whipped by someone constantly. His whole body was sore and unbearable, and he couldn't stop. Even the white belly he was proud of showed signs of disappearing.

"This is so terrible!"

The fat man gestured with his belly and found that it was a full circle smaller. He muttered with a depressed expression.

The military messenger from Zhiwading brought a personal letter from Fatty, which broke Fatty's calm. Fatty was so angry that he almost fell off his horse.

The fat man saw that the date of the letter was ten days ago, and his face turned blue with anger. The first thing he did after reacting was to whip his horse whip and run towards Zhiwading.

The guards behind him didn't know what kind of epilepsy their master had, so they could only hurry to catch up.

There is a saying that

"If you do too many bad things, you will be punished!"

The fat man has always sneered at this, but now he believes it a little

There is gain, there must be loss, this sentence is punishing Fatty,

Now the only thought in Fatty's mind is

"Hurry up, faster!"

The whip in his hand fell like raindrops, but his heart was cold as ice, and the anger was like a sharp knife cutting the fat man's heart

In his eyes, he was not afraid of swords, but at this moment, a trace of water was flashing

Knowing that it was irreversible, he still held a glimmer of luck in his heart

The galloping horse team rushed into the city of Rivadin without hesitation. If the soldiers guarding the city wall had not recognized the iconic figure of their legion commander, they might have shot the fat man who broke into the city gate into a hedgehog

The fat man kicked open the door of Kulondi's house on South Street. The empty room was desolate, with broken furniture scattered on the ground, and the dim sunlight shone through The stained glass window shone in, and the pretty face as beautiful as a peach blossom had disappeared without a trace.

"Gone, Enya is really gone!"

The fat man lowered his head in frustration, and sat down in the corner of the room without any grace. The guards stood outside the door very tactfully.

The whole room was terribly silent. The guards knew that the city of Rivadin was about to usher in a storm of anger.

"Check it for me immediately, why did no one report such a big thing as the Kulondi family leaving the city of Rivadin? Why was such an important letter delayed for ten days? I don't care what method is used, I just want the result!"

The fat man's angry voice was filled with despair, like a beast shot by an arrow before dying. Wailing

The Samoan soldiers who received the order broke into the post office in Zhiwadin City, with sharp swords on the neck of the postmaster, and all the messengers of the post office were detained.

The delay of the letter was soon found out.

The innocent Kulondianya handed the farewell letter to the post office in Zhiwadin City instead of sending it to the Samoan military headquarters.

No one can be blamed for this, only the fat man's pretentiousness.

Who told him to like to play incognito?

But at that time, the fat man was fighting fiercely with the Isa family in the Sanbuga Hills, and no messenger of the post office dared to deliver the letter to the chaotic Djerb area, so it took eight days to send the letter.

When this crucial letter to Fatty was delivered to him, Kulondianya had already left for five days.

Compared to the bad luck of the post office messenger, a dark force in the city was in big trouble.

Led by the guards, the well-informed Lidastov walked into the Zhivadin City Lord's Mansion.

Making key decisions at critical moments is Lidastov's strength.

The Zhivadin nobles were deceived by him and fled for a night in the rain. Not only did more than half of them die, but the rest were also stimulated and left with serious sequelae, and they trembled when they saw a knife.

Now they are all staying in the mansion honestly, even the big Dare not go out

Only he, the initiator of Zhivadin rebellion and the person who formulated the escape plan, can now walk his dog in Zhivadin City freely, but he has a lot of troubles recently. Lidastov, who started out as a smuggler, was warned by the dark forces in Zhivadin City.

The colleagues are enemies.

Kutaris, the "Blood Wolf" of one of the three major dark forces, dislikes Lidastov, a colleague.

If it weren't for Lidastov's noble status and his good relationship with the Samorian army, he would have disappeared long ago.

Who dares not to bow his head under the eaves!

Lidastov, sensing the danger, consciously restrained himself and even gave up most of the smuggling routes.

The nickname "Northern Black Wolf" is not a false name, it is Lidastov's own strength step by step.

Forbearance and concession, only in exchange for a fatal blow, now the time has come. As a member of the dark forces, Lidastov knew very well about the mysterious disappearance of the Kurundi family. This was a deal with the "blood wolf" Kutaris who had been weighing on his head. On the second day after the fat man led his army to leave Zhiwadin, a mysterious young noble walked into the door of the Kurundi family with a letter. It was an invitation letter from Zhiwadin. A lord in the Vizan area east of Ding, this lord is the cousin of Kulondienya's mother, and this young noble is his son and Kulondienya's nominal fiancé. It's really too chaotic here. All the nobles have been thrown into prison. I don't know when it will be my turn. Baron Kulondi, who has been trembling with fear in the city of Rivadin for a long time, agreed to the request of moving his family without hesitation. It was also Blood Wolf's bad luck. To transport people away from the Samorian army, he had to find him who specialized in smuggling people. In front of thirty gold coins, Blood Wolf, who didn't know that he would suffer a catastrophe, agreed without hesitation. "It can be seen that the lack of information is really killing people."