Realm of Power

Normandy coast,

In November, the climate was dry and cold, and the cold wind blowing in front of him made his face hurt. A black carriage was walking at a steady speed on the wide avenue. Bemes looked at the familiar scenery outside, and felt a touch in his heart. I really didn't expect that I would come back here again in such a short time.

The reason for his return was very simple. There was a problem with the intelligence, or it should be said that there was a major mistake. On the sea surface of Luawanka, the Southwest Navy, which was waiting for the Falcon Navy to fall into a trap, missed it. This made the Southwest Commander The Lord was very angry,

In order to bring the Imperial Navy's Second Fleet into the war, Algernonkaja spent a lot of money, but the result was that everyone drank the cold wind on the sea for two whole days and saw nothing.

The Falcon Navy, which set out from the northwest coast, seemed to have disappeared from the world. It was not until three days later that the news came back that the Falcon Navy had an accident in which two ships collided due to heavy fog, and the entire fleet had to return midway. When he heard the news, Bemes, who was responsible for bringing back the intelligence, almost fainted on the spot and was itching for half a million gold coins. Tuo Xi蛩Sorry?br /\u003e

Because of this incident, the attack time of the entire Southwest District was postponed. The angry Algernonkaja gave the intelligence department a death order. Within seven days, the next move of the Falcon Navy must be figured out, otherwise the entire intelligence department will be destroyed. abolition,

"The Southwest District doesn't have the money to raise trash!" The general's roar could be heard in the entire corridor even with the thick office door.

For seven days, the entire Southwest Intelligence Department went crazy. Does the Commander-in-Chief think that this highly confidential information is just waste paper that can be picked up casually on the street? The Southwest Intelligence Department was once again forced into a desperate situation. It was simply impossible to obtain information in such a short period of time. At this moment, as soon as Bemes walked into the door of the Intelligence Department, he was called by his immediate superior.

"Go back immediately. Get new information at all costs." The intelligence minister looked sternly, looking at Bemes as if he were looking at the savior.

"At any cost again! Boss, I just came back." Bemes rolled his eyes. He hadn't figured out the situation yet. After knowing that there was an error in the intelligence, the old spy told him what he knew about the "fishbone" told his boss his true identity,

"Depending on the other party's position and contact content, it is not difficult to obtain another piece of naval intelligence, but this guy's appetite is not that big!" Beimes hopes to use this to dispel his boss's ideas.

"Here's 600,000! The entire intelligence department scrapped the pot to get it together!" But he didn't expect that the intelligence minister didn't say a word. He stuffed several golden tickets into Bemax's hand. "Now we can only rely on this, otherwise the Intelligence Department will be canceled by the Commander-in-Chief!" "Okay, I'll give it a try!" Bemax took it with a look of helplessness. Golden ticket, he didn't expect that he would have to go back so soon. At this moment, he was a little lucky that he had booked a comfortable room at the port. At least he had a place to stay.

On the road that Bemes had just passed, a similarly black carriage was traveling south. The main road to the south has been completed, and some branch lines leading to the city are still under construction. The road construction workers looked at the advancing convoy curiously, and looked at the black cavalry around the convoy with awe.

They didn't know who was in the car, but at least their status was high, because the black cavalry escorts wore red cloaks behind them, and many of these workers were locals. They don't know the Falcon Guards Cavalry, but they also know that a cavalryman who can wear a red cloak is a sign of a high-level cavalryman.

"Your Majesty, you seem to be a little heavy-hearted along the way."

In the somewhat dark compartment of the carriage. Besu Kaya said boldly. Now her name has been closely linked with Fatty. Even the tribes in the far north have acquiesced in this matter. Because of her existence, the Besu tribe has gained a reputation in the north. More care from the Falcon Empire,

Fatty even allowed the Besu tribe to be the first northern tribe to build their own city in Normandy.

Besucaya was grateful for this. Although Normandy was now a barren place, at least the climate was mild and the soil was fertile. With the strong support of the empire, the development speed was extremely amazing. Compared with having to face the cold wilderness and the attacking people, The extreme north of beasts, this place is simply a paradise.

Some time ago, more than a thousand people from the Besu tribe arrived in Normandy. Besu Kaya specifically asked Fatty for twenty days' leave and hurriedly went to resettle them. Otherwise, Fatty would not be reduced to a single person. Facing the embarrassing situation of three women.

"nothing."

The fat man said lightly, still looking down at the documents sent from various places. Besukaya shut her mouth very obediently. She knew that the fat man did not like to be disturbed at this moment. She sat opposite the fat man, wearing a thick white snow fur in winter. , there is a hint of the cold arrogance of a northern beauty in her dress, her eyes are looking outside

Outside the carriage is a beautiful wilderness and a majestic ocean. The pace of the Guards cavalry escort is neither fast nor slow. The sound of horse hooves is like the raindrops hitting the leaves in the rainy night. Next to the river in the distant wilderness, just now The reclaimed irrigation water network sparkles in the sunshine, and white waterbirds rise and fall beside the lake. It is a peaceful world that is intoxicating!

During the period of following the fat man, the smart Besukaya also learned a lot. At least, she already knew that if she wanted the people to follow her, in addition to the most basic requirement of letting them have enough to eat, she also had to let them If you have extra money in your hands, as a farmer who mainly focuses on farming, you can encourage raising poultry. This will not only make the animal husbandry industry develop rapidly, but also make the people's pockets bulge. Some areas are not suitable for growing food, but are very suitable for the development of animal husbandry.

Then there are the war horses. Due to the needs of the long-term war, the Falcon Empire not only obtained excellent war horses from the northern grasslands, but also established an imperial horse farm to raise war horses in the empire at the junction of the grasslands. This is where the quantity and quality of the imperial cavalry are at a premium. reasons for steady growth. This is the case in the Normandy region. There is not much arable land, but the vast wilderness is very suitable for the production and development of poultry. Farm families here basically have their own yards or mountains in front of and behind the house, where they can raise chickens, ducks and other poultry.

The empire also strongly advocates in this regard, hoping to use the development of poultry industry to solve the shortcomings in food production, in addition to livestock breeding. Migrant sideline industries are also developing rapidly, such as hunting, rice hulling, flour milling, sugar refining, brewing, oil pressing, textiles, dyeing, beekeeping, etc. Various handicrafts are booming, and handicrafts are also placed alongside agriculture and commerce. status and no one may be discriminated against. Those truly distinctive handicrafts have become regional specialty products.

The food production in the North has always been insufficient. Except for a few nobles, most people in the North rarely have the opportunity to have a full meal. This is the first time she has seen that if irrigation water networks are built on a large scale, it can Imagine that under the irrigation of this water network, next autumn, this place will definitely be a golden wheat wave that is not inferior to the sea on the other side. Besukaya has never been to the southern part of Vikiya where the agricultural irrigation network is densely covered, so for She was very curious about the scene in front of her. Her ideal was to build a pure land in the north, but she had no idea what the so-called pure land was. Now she understood that the pure land actually existed before her eyes. "Let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and let the people live and work in peace and contentment." Businessmen can gain profits, soldiers can enjoy honors, and the country can prosper. If you can do all of this, it won’t matter if you are called a tyrant! “The words of the fat man when he was trying to persuade Duo Choo are still fresh in my mind.

"All of this comes from this tyrant! A powerful and wife-fearing tyrant, if one day..."

Besukaya's eyes flashed with confusion. Maybe she thought this idea was too impossible. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a beautiful sadness. She belonged to the Northland, and she would eventually return to the Northland. This would not It is better to abandon practical ideas as soon as possible.

"What are you laughing at?" came the fat man's voice from the other side, the black pupils flashing with an inexplicable luster, like the infinite starlight in the dark night sky

"No... nothing!" Besukaya's cheeks were as red as apples. She picked up a document from the pile of documents beside her in a panic and pretended to whisper, "I just thought this report was too interesting. I lost my temper for a moment. Please forgive me!”

"Oh, what report? Let me take a look!"

The fat man didn't notice anything unusual about Besukaya. His mind was filled with the battle plan against Atwood Sea City. The strategic goal was one thing, but the actual execution was another. Any small mistake would All may result in different endings.

"Just...this is it!" Besukaya lowered her head and stuck out her tongue playfully. She almost didn't dare to look at the fat man's eyes. She handed the document over with trembling hands. Now she could only pray in her heart. , be sure not to report a disaster, otherwise you will be in trouble!

The fat man opened the file and took a look at the report. This was a report from Ohacha. Ohacha is now managed by the Southern Governor Statunco. The fat man has moved this crucial strategic point to the south. Within the scope of the army,

In this report, Statunco proposed the use of Ohacha's original small port to expand into a large port.

"Is this funny?" The fat man looked left and right, but didn't find anything funny at all. He just put down the document, curled his mouth slightly, and glanced at Besukaya opposite, whose head was almost buried in her chest in shame and anger. The carriage suddenly creaked and stopped suddenly

"What happened up front?" The fat man opened the curtains of the carriage, and a guard captain bent down and said, "Your Majesty, we received an urgent military report just delivered! A large number of southwestern troops were discovered in Rwangaka. Trends!" (To be continued...)