Realm of Power

The coast of Putau in early spring. The port was filled with a white veil, and the white ice floating on the sea surface floated up and down with the sea water. A floating ice floe suddenly cracked, and a huge black anchor tore the ice apart, "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Like the sea boiling in an instant,

"Sail!"

Countless sailors were busy on the deck of the battleship, the heavy anchor was pulled up, and the huge hull tore open the calm sea, hoo! The sails above the imperial warship were quickly raised layer by layer on the mast, and were blown up like a hemisphere by the fierce sea breeze. The huge swaying hull of the Dragon-class battleship outside the port seemed to suddenly emerge from the morning light. The awakened giant beast in the sea has a whole row of protruding muzzle baffles on its side that resemble dragon scales. Its long and ferocious sword-like horns tear through the fog in front of it like a spear. The bow of the ship is unstoppable with unstoppable momentum. sea ​​surface

"Use all to salute His Majesty!"

Imperial Navy Commander Dustrunkai was waiting for the ship at the end. He stood upright on the side of the ship, put his hands on his chest, and saluted His Majesty the Falcon who came to see him off at the military port pier. On countless imperial warships, sailors stood all over the ship's side, and they all raised their hands neatly towards the port. Slap your chest with your right hand

"Long live your Majesty Falcon, the glory of the empire will shine forever!" The voices of tens of thousands of people rolled like muffled thunder in the sky over the port, and the fat man raised his hands in response. On January 30, after learning that the Congo-Africa negotiations had broken down, the imperial fleet staying in the Putau area began to leave the port.

One hundred and thirty imperial warships of various types, commanded personally by the Imperial Navy Minister Dostronkai, were fully loaded with 21,000 sailors and equipped with a huge fleet of 2,400 naval thundergods. It was as if they had finished recharging their energy. The wolves rushed out from the black lair and split the sea in front of them until they gradually turned into small black dots.

"How is Gang Fei's situation?', the fat man turned around and walked towards the waiting carriage in the distance. He casually asked a person behind him

"The situation on the Congolese side is not good," the leader of the Imperial Eagle Dogs, Lidastov, said cautiously. "They have already obtained a military alliance with the Barrow countries in Central Europe, and at sea, the Strand Navy announced its deployment to the Congolese in a high-profile manner a few days ago. Inhuman camp,

"One day ago, Her Royal Highness, the Princess, applied to postpone her return to the country until the sixth day."

A middle-aged man with a sinister face who followed the fat man said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, with all due respect." The subordinates believe that the princess's handling of this is inappropriate. The negotiations have broken down, indicating that war may break out at any time. King The more you stay, the more risks you will have.”

"Although there are risks, it won't be a big problem!"

"Turrit Colleen's approach in this matter is correct!" The fat man, who was very confident about the little witch's ability, just shook his head. "Gangfeiren didn't dare to do anything to her. On the contrary, if the negotiation breaks down, Wang Her Highness the Concubine returned in a hurry, which was a sign to the Gangfei people that our emperor would attack soon. On the contrary, now, Congo and Fei must be extremely nervous. According to the current situation in Congo and Fei, although they have obtained the so-called military alliance, they have actually tied their own hands and feet. The obligations of the military alliance are defensive in nature, that is to say, in Congo and Fei. This military alliance is meaningless unless a foreign enemy invades."

"When it's not a foreign invasion?" Lidastov looked confused when he heard it. What do you mean when it's not a foreign invasion?

"Why do you think I asked Princess Turrit to go to Gangfei?"

The fat man smiled slightly and opened the car door in front of him. He went in and sat down. Lidastov sat down opposite.

There were not many people on the streets in the morning. Horse-drawn carriages were traveling in this city that was re-planned and built on the ruins of the original capital of Ptau.

Along the central line of the road as the main trunk, it is divided into more than a dozen areas, large and small, on both sides, including residential areas, port areas, business circles, and trade areas. . . . .

The entire city can be said to be composed of countless squares. There is a square in the center of those high-end residential areas, and the intersection where the businesses are connected is also a giant square. Even in the lower-end residential areas, there will be a small square, close to the beach. People have a unique hobby for square culture.

They used to display statues in the square. Those large squares can be said to be exhibitions of various sculptures. Although those medium-sized squares do not have so many statues, the sculptures displayed there are better than those displayed in terms of subject matter and artistic value. The statues in the main square are even better. Even in the smallest squares, a relatively common statue of the Earth Goddess is placed in the middle. But those are cheap items made from ordinary stones.

"Didn't Your Majesty ask the princess to put pressure on the Gangfei people?" Lidastov showed an unexpected look on the opposite side.

"Pressure? Yes, that's what most people think, but as the top person in charge of the empire's intelligence, you are totally wrong to think so." The fat man chuckled and looked out the window, admiring the various scenes outside the carriage. There are various sculptures. Due to the different environments in which each person is located, everyone has completely different tastes in sculptures.

The fat man even saw his own bust inside, juxtaposed with a statue of Poseidon holding a trident. Although the statue could not see its full face, he was wearing the helmet of the God of War, and his shoulders stretched back with two lines that were close together. The iron wings together are like the legendary God of War,

In fact. With the cultural penetration and vigorous promotion of the empire in the Putau area, merchants from the north are more accustomed to calling their emperor the "God of War and Commerce" just like the Puntau people who live on the coast worship the sea god.

The fat man's gaze also lingered on the statue for a while. It was a bit interesting. He held a gorgeous long sword with a cross guard in one hand and a golden scale representing commerce in the other. He also wore a pair of glasses on his head that covered most of it. The face of the fat man statue, but still able to clearly feel the huge pressure, is himself

"This image is not bad!" The fat man was a little complacent. By treating himself like a god, he could indeed beautify the fact of aggression. Just like many aggressive wars in later generations were launched in the name of evil notices claiming to overthrow the other party. , liberating all people,

He turned his head, knocked his hand on the table, and said to Lidastov opposite, "Many people think that Her Royal Highness the Princess is here to put pressure. In fact, they are all wrong. The Princess has only one purpose, and that is Let the Gangfei people kill their own people in order to cover up. Let the Gangfei people make a fatal mistake under great pressure.

The fat man's voice paused, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "In fact, the Gangfei people could not bear the pressure. A massacre order was issued that night, and more than 4,000 officers and soldiers of the Ninth Legion were executed intensively. Unfortunately, the Gangfei people They thought they did it very cleverly, but they forgot one thing. They had already issued a pardon order in front of everyone, and those were 4,000 innocent officers who had been pardoned, and everyone could see that those first officers were pardoned. Ninth Army Corps The officers and soldiers are basically the people of Gang Fei. However, in the face of these extremely loyal soldiers, Emperor Gang Fei has just ordered everyone to be executed secretly just to escape the pressure. For Emperor Gang Fei, this is no different than himself. You slapped yourself. You still insist on giving us a smile. Have you ever thought that once this news spreads, it will be a storm that can destroy the foundation of the country for the Gangfei Empire, which has just taken a breather. !”

Lidastov's face changed slightly when he heard this. Taking a breath of air, as the head of intelligence, he immediately realized what this so-called storm was, and said with a trembling tone, "Mekaya, who triggered the 1.12 incident. He was a young man in the Congolese Southern Army, and he had defended He had great achievements in Kyoto, but he was sent to the south because of unfair treatment. The treatment of the non-Southern Army has always been worse than that of the Northern Army. Most of the officers sent to the Southern Army are similar to exiles. Now there is a massacre of officers and soldiers of the Ninth Army. If I receive a sudden order from the Ministry of Military Affairs of the Republic of Congo, Order, I will definitely choose to wait and see what happens! "

"Yes, as long as the 200,000 southern troops of the Congo Empire are confused about their emperor's orders, that's when we capture the southern port area of ​​Congo in one fell swoop." The fat man's eyes narrowed with satisfaction, and he suddenly turned his head, Looking out the window, the carriage drove past Lisbonto's most famous twelve long doors.

These twelve huge long gates made of white marble commemorate the warriors who died pursuing independence during the Putau War. Reliefs are carved around each triumphal arch. The graceful arc-shaped curves are coupled with the white marble floor. Even people with vulgar aesthetics like Fatty maintain exceptional tolerance for this.

The Putau War ended with the victory of the Falcon Empire. The non-human forces completely withdrew from Putau because of that war, losing nearly 100,000 people. The Falcon Empire also suffered more than 20,000 battle losses, and the ashes of some soldiers were were sent back to their hometown, and the ashes of more soldiers were buried under these twelve long gates.

As the most important settlement and strategic support point of the empire in the Putau region, Nueva Lisbonto

Fatty had invested no less than 5 million gold coins during the Putao War. After several months of massive influx of people, Lisbonto has now surpassed the prosperity of previous generations. Through these twelve long gates, along the high-end residential area On the street, you can see one or two beautifully decorated hotels or cafes from time to time.

Two or three fashionably dressed customers were sitting there relaxing. Sit back and taste the local delicacies.

It was completely different from the tense atmosphere caused by the war last month. The Falcon Empire army first arrived at the Thunder Power of Putau. In the first battle, it captured Baluta, which is known as the first fortress in the Putau region. It was completely different. After stabilizing the turbulent situation, who still thinks that the Gangfei people dare to launch an attack on the Putao area? Passers-by on the street can spray him to death with saliva!

As the situation quickly calmed down, the originally panicked business began to resume. On the famous commercial street, various shops were opened on both sides of the street. Because it is located at the hub of the north and south seas, commodities from all over the world are available. There are many fat people who are not even recognized by well-informed fat people. Fatty even occasionally glanced at the goods from the East and Central Asia. Fine porcelain and gorgeous silks,

Compared with those high-end shopping malls with splendid golden walls, small markets located in quiet alleys are filled with various small commodity stalls worth only one or two silver coins. People will try their best to decorate these stalls, such as planting flowers around the stalls, or tying two ribbons on those stalls. After such decoration, those simple stalls show their vitality.

There are even. . . . . . perfume?

The fat man blinked, not sure. He saw a bottle of crystal clear glass water placed behind the window as a treasure of the store. It was only the size of a hand-held bottle and contained a dark green liquid. The price was an astonishing 10,000 gold coins. Even the fat man was a bit stupefied. What kind of lunatic priced this?

"Stop!"

The fat man seemed to have thought of something and knocked on the roof of the car to stop the carriage. If that thing is really perfume, I have to buy some. This thing is something that all kinds of women kill. I have a lot of wives, plus lovers and disciples. I guess I need twenty or thirty. The fat man is drawn to this conclusion. Shocked, there were twenty or thirty people. . . . . . That's not hundreds of thousands of gold coins. . . I am already very self-disciplined, and among those emerging wealthy families in the empire. There are many wives and concubines, and there are ridiculously many of them. Among the twelve deacons of the Business Alliance, one has thirty-nine wives and countless lovers.

This is an era of rising commerce, and it is also a war-torn world where people's lives are like grass, in the conquests of gold and iron horses. Hundreds of noble families have fallen into the dust. How many noble ladies have become treasures of the powerful, especially in this era. Only women dare to use this expensive thing! The decoration of this store is not very good, but the name is also good "Fragrance and Beauty!"

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" the spy leader Lidastov asked nervously. This is a war zone after all. It is inevitable that there will always be some radicals who target the Falcon Empire. Most of these people are locals in Putao. Their slogan is that Putao should belong to Putao people, and the Falcon Empire should get out. The empire never showed mercy to such people, some time ago. The Ministry of Supervision chopped off the heads of nineteen radicals in one fell swoop, leaving one leader behind, ready to wait until His Majesty Falcon came to ask His Majesty for special permission.

"Ahem!" The fat man said nothing, but pointed at the store. "There are some problems with this store. Go and investigate! Who is the owner of this store!"

"Are you... a radical? I understand, Your Majesty!" The spy leader looked stunned and nodded. He was indeed a professional bastard. He led several men in black and aggressively walked towards the store. A few minutes later, the spy leader came out with a bad look on his face, carrying a bunch of big and small bags in his hands. It seemed that he had gained a lot.

"Your Majesty, this store belongs to Varisien's family!" The spy leader described the situation in the store with an unkind expression.

As soon as he entered the door, he met Varisian. The two knew each other, so they met each other in the store. Varisian was a little frightened when he saw that the man who walked into his store was the top spy leader of the empire. Stupid, after understanding that the other party was only here to buy perfume, Varisien didn't care about anything and directly dumped one-third of his inventory. It could be regarded as a bribe or as a way to get rid of this plague god as soon as possible.

"Varisien...that guy was injured in the Battle of Rusty and took half a year's wedding leave. Why is he here?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, yes, how could he forget? Who else could be the most powerful person to create perfume in this era besides Hutu Emma, ​​who is known as the first alchemist?

That was an old guy who even dared to tinker with aphrodisiacs when he was down and out. He was definitely a real authority on the mixing of various materials and high melting point distillation technology.

Varisien seems to have married Hutu Emma's daughter. . . . . In the Battle of Rusty, both of them were seriously injured. Because of the heavy losses and the fact that their key prey, Hassan Rimbaud, jumped out of the encirclement, Varisien, who led the army to fight desperately, did not gain much military merit. He seems a little frustrated

"No, is it possible that a generation of powerful generals in the empire will be reduced to selling perfume?"

The fat man curled his lips slightly, got off the carriage and walked towards the shop.

"Your Majesty!" Lidastov shouted, and quickly followed with a dozen of his subordinates. He pushed open the mesh door made of thin copper bars, and was greeted by a loud and noisy sound. The fat man stood in front of the foyer. I saw Varisien, dressed as a shop owner, introducing something to several female customers.

The entire store is divided into two parts, front and back, and there is a row of high stools in front of the counter.

The fat man walked over and sat down at a seat. There were several rows of high-backed seats and long wooden tables facing each other against the surrounding walls. There are rows of glass bottles displayed above, and not all of them are perfumes. The shop in front of you is more like a pharmacy. That old guy's pharmacy selling aphrodisiacs. . . . . . The fat man looked at Varisien who was introducing the product to the beautiful female customer with an earnest expression. He didn't know whether to laugh or slap this bastard. Who would have thought that the middle-aged man in front of him, who was introducing the product with a flattering expression, was a powerful general of the empire. A super-lucky general who kills people like crazy and has killed two kings.

"Boss, aren't you honest enough? The little perfume you have is not even enough for a bath!" came the fat man's faint voice,

"Sir!" Varisien's body froze, as if he had been struck by lightning, and the look on his face was as if he had been caught.

When he was stunned there, one of the beautiful girls in front of him came over very eagerly, "Excuse me, sir, do you have perfume in your hand? Can I take a look? The boss said that all the perfume has just been All sold out, I have to wait a month for the next batch. I I need it urgently, if you can... I hope you can resell some to me." The girl said nervously, as if she was afraid that the fat man would not agree, and said in a serious tone, "I am from the Papley family, money is not an issue, resell to me. I, the Papley family will remember your kindness!"

"Of course no problem, 10,000 gold coins per bottle!" The fat man waved his hand gently, and Lidastov put the bag in his hand on the table. It was full of more than 20 or 30 bottles.

"Oh, my God! It turned out to be the highest-grade Borushi perfume! This is 30,000 gold coins per bottle!" Hearing that there was perfume here, the guests in other inner halls also rushed over. Those who could come here were all rich people, but when they saw the green liquid shaking in the perfume bottle in the bag, their eyes turned green.

Immediately, a wealthy businessman who came with his lover shouted, "10,000 gold coins per bottle, right? I want them all!"

"No, I'll pay 20,000 gold coins per bottle, all of them, I want them all!" Another shouted unwillingly,

"It's 10,000 in a second, who thinks we are all fools, I'll pay 28,000 gold coins per bottle"!

Hearing that the quotations from these wealthy merchants were higher than one another, the girl who was in urgent need also became anxious, and said in a trembling voice, "I really need a bottle of perfume, just one bottle, but I don't have that much money. Can you wait a while? My people will be able to deliver it soon. This bottle of perfume can save my brother!" (To be continued...)