Realm of Power

"Who are you!" A group of black-armored cavalry galloped out of the array. They suddenly reined in their horses fifty meters in front and rolled up smoke. One of the black-armored cavalry captains shouted sharply. In the darkness in front of them, At some point, a woman wearing a black dress appeared.

"Princess Agatha of the Ling Kingdom requests an audience with His Majesty the Falcon!" He was wearing a hood that made it difficult to see his face, and half of his pretty chin was exposed under the hood. His voice was clear and sweet.

"Princess of Ling Kingdom?" The captain of the black armored cavalry frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty ordered her to come over!" Just when he was at a loss, a voice came from behind. The black-armored cavalry took a deep breath, raised his hand with a firm expression, and ordered to the cavalry behind him, "Everyone Get out of the way! "The cavalrymen dispersed to both sides.

"Finally we are going to meet again!" Princess Agasha of Ling Kingdom did not show much emotion on her pretty face, but her teeth bit her plump and attractive lips with a bloody mark. At this moment, she dared to muster up the courage and looked at Looking at the figure with the fluttering banner at the height of the military formation, after one night, all this man left to him was an indifference that seemed superfluous even at a glance. At this moment, he placed a Gaul capital in front of this man. I wonder if his glance will change!

"Brush" the sound of armor clashing, war flags like clouds, spears like forests, the proud soldiers of the empire retreated like a tide to make way for a passage, countless eyes were also watching in surprise this slender figure, full of charm and charm. The proud woman came to the fat man's horse. Agatha took out a stack of thick papers, gently placed them on the ground one by one, lined them up, and bowed her head respectfully.

"What is this?" Fatty asked curiously as he looked at her beautiful back and the scroll on the ground on his horse.

"A letter of surrender from fifteen of the top wealthy families in Kyoto, Gaul! They request Your Majesty to preserve their family and reputation. To this end, they are willing to give up all their manors and fiefdoms for free," Agatha said softly, under his black raincoat. The beautiful strands of hair hang down her shoulders. In the cold light of the dark night of the army armor, her figure is graceful, slender and charming, like a black ghost walking in the darkness, full of weirdness!

"What!... Letters of surrender from fifteen top wealthy families!"

The fat man was also frightened by what the place represented. He immediately jumped off his horse and picked up the document regardless of his demeanor. I carefully flipped through each item in my hand, my eyes getting brighter and brighter. Come on, it's really a surrender letter from fifteen top wealthy families. Not only does it have the family crests of the fifteen wealthy families, but it also has the autographs of the heads of these top wealthy families. .

"How did you do it?"

The fat man couldn't help but ask. He had seen it. Several of them were important ministers who currently controlled all parties in Gaul. Among them, Wilke, the Minister of Internal Affairs who had controlled Gaul for thirty years, was the most dazzling. This person was simply a movie. A living dictionary of Gaul, the local customs and customs, and the abundance of resources. Population distribution, city officials, these things that the empire urgently needs to master are all in the mind of the Minister of the Interior. Even the fat man himself did not expect that it was a completely unintentional move to plant a willow tree, but what he got in return turned out to be a row of willow trees.

"Actually, His Majesty did this all by himself!" Agatha raised his head, his understatement echoing in the night.

"So. The current turmoil in Kyoto is also your handiwork?" Staring at Agasha's beautiful and charming face, the fat man's pupils slowly narrowed. This woman made him feel a little cold.

"I just gave him a gentle push!" Agatha nodded, showed a smile, as beautiful and holy as the moon rising above the earth, and said softly, "Gaul has been defeated one after another." The troops and generals were lost, and the main force of 200,000 people in Biyan Fort surrendered. People's hearts were already unstable, and His Majesty's army was trapped in the city. The Emperor of Gaul passed away, and the Imperial Guards in Kyoto suddenly turned against each other. These wealthy families in Kyoto always need to make a choice between survival and annihilation! "

"What a gentle push! With this push, you pushed down the 300-year-old foundation of an empire! It seems that I underestimated you at the beginning!" The fat man said with a serious expression. There was already silence all around. , the generals looked at the surrender letters lined up in a row, their eyes flickering, what a big deal! This is the rhythm of collective rebellion among the high-level leaders of the Gallic Empire.

The two important imperial ministers behind the fat man, the Southern Governors Statunko and Hukoqili, looked at each other secretly, showing a horrified expression, "Sure enough, this woman was arranged by His Majesty! No wonder His Majesty is not at all anxious about Gaul and Kyoto, and has already arranged such a sharp secret move.

"In the midst of the chaos, directly inducing the top management of Gaul to collectively surrender is indeed the lowest risk, and it also has the style of killing with one move. But I don't know who this woman is. She is so inconspicuous that she only needs 100,000 yuan." The capital of the Gallic Empire, which only a large army could capture, was captured.”

Salon, who was waiting for the order to attack, also rushed back from the front. When he heard that fifteen top wealthy families in Gaul and Kyoto had collectively surrendered, his eyes suddenly turned red. He was still waiting to make a fortune, and so were the troops below. They are screaming, especially those who have just surrendered to the North. The 1st Infantry Flag Regiment, formerly the Gallic Northern Army, now regards the Gallic capital as its deadly enemy. Salon is preparing to use the whetstone of the Gallic capital to polish this Gallic sword. , who knew, the momentum was aroused, but the enemy surrendered!

How could this be?

These are all fat, they just flew away. . . . . .

The imperial general was wailing in his heart. It was not a good time for that idiot emperor of Gaul to die, but he died at this time! , the fifteen wealthy families plus these wealthy families as the backbone, the vassals derived from the hundreds of years of occupying Kyoto, are almost 80% of the aristocratic class in Gaul Kyoto. This means that this piece of fat in Gaul Kyoto is basically I can't speak anymore.

If the generals had known that the Gallic Imperial Guards in Kyoto were launching a bloody purge against the Kyoto nobles, they probably wouldn't be so surprised.

A wolf in front and a tiger in the back, Kyoto is like a whirlpool squeezed by both sides. If the Falcon Empire does not surrender, it will be massacred by the Guards. Compared with Algernon Julia, a crazy woman who suddenly turned against her, the nobles of Kyoto are more precious. The Vekia Falcon, who thought it was pretty good at dealing with the enemy after the war, turned out to be extremely reliable.

At least everyone knows that although the Falcon Emperor is full of misdeeds, he only likes to capture prisoners in exchange for money. The most he can do to the nobles in the occupied area is to take away all the land and distribute it to the civilians, instead of going from house to house like the Kyoto Imperial Guard. A human head is like chopping off a cabbage,

If you can't even save your head, why are you still asking for such land? Let's balance it out. The nobles of Kyoto almost followed the trend and rebelled en masse

"Tell me, what reward do you want!" The fat man asked someone to take the surrender letter. With the surrender of these fifteen wealthy families, Kyoto has opened its city gates, and the talents in Gaul and Kyoto that he values ​​most have been preserved. Eighty percent, I can’t tell how to express my feelings at the moment.

"As long as it is within the capabilities of the empire. I will never be stingy! Even restoring the Ling Kingdom can be considered!" The fat man was in a good mood, and he rarely broke through the bottom line.

"Restore the Ling Kingdom!"

Hearing these words, Agasha's delicate body trembled slightly as she knelt on the ground.

She knew that since this man said so. She must be able to do this. The opportunity is right in front of her. She hesitated for a while before raising her head. "Your Majesty still looks down on Agatha too much. The Ling Kingdom has long been history. What if the country is restored? Agatha will I just want to tell Your Majesty that you did not misjudge the person at the beginning. I know that His Majesty gave Agatha a chance for revenge out of mercy, but that is not important. What is important is that Your Majesty gave Agatha a chance, and Agatha reciprocated. , give your Majesty a Gaul capital!"

"You!" The expression on the fat man's face froze in astonishment, and he opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say anything. Agatha bent down deeply and paused in his voice, "The city gate of Kyoto has been opened. Your Majesty, please enter Gaul Kyoto." ! Only Your Majesty can control the current chaos in Kyoto!"

"Enter the capital of Gaul!" The fat man no longer hesitated, turned over and mounted his horse, and the army drove towards the gate of the capital of Gaul.

"It turns out that I am worthy of your taking a look!" Agatha showed a charming smile on his lips, looking at the back of the man who represented the greatest power on this continent, stirring up the sky-blue beauty that was stirring up the fierce fighting in Gaul and Kyoto. Mou finally felt a flash of hot fear.

This woman is really smart and can resist the temptation to help her restore her homeland. The main reason is that the situation in Ling Country is very bad recently. Ling Country is located on the border of two continents. It has always been a battlefield between two continents. Although the Ling Kingdom has the title of a country, it is actually just an area where many ethnic groups live together with a mountain range as the carrier. It is only comparable to the general large tribes. Now the Central and Asian areas have already been at war. For days on end, the Dongting people were blocked in Baili Changting, unable to attack for a long time, so they chose the usual roundabout tactics.

Agasha, who has been paying attention to the Ling Kingdom, heard the news last month. The war in the Central and Biadian areas finally burned the border. Fifty thousand Dongting cavalry were like crazy wolves heading south along the famous Changtian Mountains in the Ling Kingdom. , hoping to open a gap in the resistance of the Central Asians from the flanks, burning, killing, looting, and bloodshed along the way.

In addition to the Ling Kingdom area, there are several small forces like the Ling Kingdom that were also bloodbathed by the Dongting Cavalry. Instead of going back to prop up such a mess now, it is better to take this opportunity to make this talented and resourceful emperor owe money. The reward for a big favor must be more cost-effective than a turbulent tribal territory!

"Papa"

The white raindrops hit the wide stone path at the gate of the Gallic capital, like a crystal clear white flower blooming in the wind.

At the gate of the capital of Gaul, fifteen wealthy families together with the 376 surrendered vassals were covered in darkness. They looked nervously at the black army coming up like a tide in front of them. Their legs were trembling and the earth was shaking slightly. There was a shock in the dark night ahead.

A dark forest appeared in the white rain curtain, with flags fluttering in the wind and rain. The squirming black outlines under the gold and silver edges were the surging crowds of thousands of people.

There was only one old man with sharp eyes. This old nobleman has the unique perseverance of a battle-hardened military commander.

The gates of Kyoto are open, and the humiliation of the country is nothing more than this! , the old man sighed deeply in his heart, looking up at the broken raindrops in the sky, letting the cold raindrops in winter hit his face, and flowed to the ground along the corners of his clothes. The old man's face was always as calm as water, and representatives of other wealthy families followed him. Keeping a certain distance, it's like looking at a dead person,

"Really, why did he surrender?"

"Yeah, who would have thought, what difference does it make if he surrenders or not?" Some representatives of his family whispered, with a trace of gloating in their eyes.

"Three hundred years of famous military generals, it turned out to be nothing more than this!" Although he was also one of the surrenderers, no one thought that the old man could survive. This old man was the Duke of Yalpin, the head of the Yaer family, one of the fifteen top wealthy families. , has a distinguished status and served as the former undersecretary of military affairs in Gaul.

The sword leaps across the horse. Killed countless people,

He was once known as one of the three great generals in the Golden Age of Gaul. He witnessed the glory of the Gallic Empire when it was in its heyday, stretching from the coast of the North Sea in the west to the border of Central Asia in the east. He had three sons and one daughter, among whom the second son was named Yard! The title is just as scary. The number one general in Gaul, the chief in charge of the Kyoto Front, and the forger of the Northern Army of the Gallic Empire were all troops who had fought fierce and bloody battles with the Falcon Army.

"The first thing the Falcon Empire should do to control Kyoto is to eradicate the Hassen family and the Yaer family, which have always been against the Falcon Empire!" Many people think so. In fact, Duke Yalp also holds the view that Such thoughts. He was ready to kill himself in front of the Falcon Emperor of Vecia

Only in this way can it be possible to preserve the wealthy family that has lasted for hundreds of years

"Hoo!" A general of the Falcon Empire came out of the rain with a group of black armored cavalry. The black legions in front spread out neatly to both sides, "Boom!" Thousands of feet stopped at the same time, and the momentum of the mountainous military formation hit our faces. Come, the nobles of Gaul and Kyoto here all turn pale! Kneel down collectively along the long avenue of the city gate,

City gate location. The general stopped his horse and shouted to the troops behind him:

"Your Majesty ordered the central army to go to the city wall, and the southern army to control the four gates! The northern army moved into the city to quell the chaos. From now on, until the chaos subsides, the city gates are prohibited from entering and exiting! Anyone who attacks the city gates will be shot on the spot!" Famous general His voice was filled with blood. All the Gallic nobles trembled inwardly,

General Falcon turned around at this time and glanced at the trembling nobles on both sides of the aisle. "Your Majesty has arrived!" shouted a loud voice, and the entire team of rumored black-armored guards surrounded them. In a figure, riding a horse and whipping into the city gate of Kyoto in Gaul

"Welcome Your Majesty!"

Hundreds of nobles from Gaul and Kyoto suddenly hit the ground one by one. The sound shook the fields, the rain swept down the long street, and there were lowered heads on both sides.

In front of this demon king. No one dared to raise their heads. Duke Yalpin mustered up the courage and slowly walked out of the group of nobles. He knelt down in the middle of the road, raised a dagger decorated with gorgeous gems in both hands, lowered his head and said loudly, "Sinner Yalpin, please." Your Majesty grants suicide! "

"What have you done to commit suicide?" The fat man reined in his horse and swept the old man in front of him curiously. He seemed to think that only this old man was more like the backbone of an empire that had not been completely broken. The three-hundred-year-old imperial capital. Finally there is a character worth remembering

"I committed suicide for my son. My son has offended the empire!" Duke Alpin knelt on the ground in the rain, with rainwater flowing from his side. He held his dagger levelly and said calmly, "According to our old custom in Gaul, only Only the blood of loved ones can wash away these mistakes!"

"What does error mean?" the fat man asked

"My son is Arde!" Duke Alpin raised his head and took a deep breath. He finally saw the rumored murderous demon king and was slightly shocked. Is this the Vecian Falcon? A very kind young man

"Ard?"

The fat man's eyes narrowed into a thin line, and there was a hint of chill in his tone.

There was silence all around, and no one dared to even take a breath. Many people had their heads on the ground, but their ears stood up.

Everyone is waiting for the result, like a trial. Many people want to know how the Falcon Empire, which controls Kyoto and becomes the new generation of northern hegemon, will treat its past opponents! Should he kill them all with a thunderous sweep, or should he deprive the family of all their property and reputation, and then throw them into prison to fend for themselves.

"What mistake did he make?" Unexpectedly, everyone heard a somewhat surprised tone, and everyone was shocked. What kind of attitude was this? . . . .

"He has fought against the Empire many times!"

Duke Alpin's breathing became rapid, and his expression became difficult. He felt that the other party was like a cat playing with a mouse. The more dangerous it was, the more dangerous it was. Everyone knew that the Vecian Falcon was famous for being cruel and murderous, and the more plain it was. , the more likely it is that the most terrible decision will be made early. Is the Yaer family really doomed?

"If I remember correctly, Yarde is the general manager of the Gaul-Kyoto line! He once resisted our imperial army for a full month!" The corner of the fat man's mouth raised, and the strong murderous intent in his tone made the air around him drop. How many degrees

"Yes! Your Majesty is right."

Duke Alpin gritted his teeth. The rain hit his old face, but mixed with sweat and rolled down from the Duke's face.

"Since you are the general person in charge of the Gallic and Kyoto front, is it wrong to fight against the enemy?"

The fat man blinked at the corners of his eyes, and waved the riding crop in his hand slightly. He glanced at the Gaul and Kyoto nobles kneeling on both sides of the street, and his tone suddenly became sharp, "As a soldier, it is your duty to fight the enemy, and it is your duty to sacrifice your life." They were just fulfilling their duties as soldiers. Our Falcon Empire has never had the habit of pursuing former enemies.

‘But now that you have surrendered to our side, if anyone is still wavering in the middle, don’t blame my empire’s sword for never letting the blood go cold!

Okay, it's raining heavily, so don't stay here with me in the rain! To be honest, if I get wet anymore, I will feel sick! "

“Puff!” One of the Gallic nobles lying on the ground finally couldn’t help laughing. The other nobles were so scared that their faces turned pale. They cursed in their hearts, “Damn it, that bastard wants to kill people. How can he believe the words of the Falcon Lord!” After a while, the nobles raised their heads and looked at the long road at the city gate in surprise. Except for the troops that kept entering the city gate, the Falcon Lord had disappeared long ago!