Realm of Power

"Okay, keep this charging document with me for now. I need to understand it before I can make a conclusion!"

Turrit Colleen read the indictment with her eyes, frowned slightly, and waved her hand to the foreign affairs officer, "There are too many doubts in this indictment, and judging from the content of the agreement, this is a document that cannot be An open secret agreement! So it is not protected by the Foreign Affairs Clause.”

"Your Highness, how should we respond to China and Biya on this matter..."

"Answer?" Turrit Colleen glanced at the middle-aged foreign affairs officer with cold eyes, and said in a solemn tone, "Moras, you are also an old man in foreign affairs. You should know that those things can be answered. Those things can never be answered. This matter involves the empire's most important military commander in the Putau area, and the war in northern Putau is about to break out. Do you think it is appropriate to raise this matter? "

"Your Highness the Princess, with all due respect, although some of the words are inappropriate, I believe that if this matter is handled properly, it may be an opportunity for Your Majesty to reconsider the proposal for the Foreign Affairs Admiral." I feel that Princess Turrit Corinne is very interested in This matter must be taken with a warm attitude. The foreign affairs officer hesitated for a moment and said, "This time the Imperial Navy Department has specially submitted a proposal. This is a rare opportunity in a century. If we can get the support of Varisien, the number one military person in the Putao region, at least It can also make His Majesty feel that it is worth considering!

"That's why my subordinates are so bold to submit this complaint. If we reveal a little bit to Varisian, it is entirely possible to get Lord Varisian's support!"

"You mean to use this to put pressure on Varisien?" Turrit Colleen's crescent-shaped eyebrows raised.

"Yes, Your Highness! As long as Lord Varisien can..."

"Okay, no more words!"

Tulit Colleen interrupted him angrily, "What you are doing is committing suicide! Do you want to harm the entire Ministry of Foreign Affairs?"

"Why did Your Highness say this?" The middle-aged foreign affairs officer was completely stunned.

Turritkolin said with a somewhat angry voice, "You must forget that His Majesty Falcon is still in Lisbon! Varisien is His Majesty's favorite general and the main commander in charge of the northern Putau war. How much influence does a China-Bialia liaison officer's accusation have on him? He only needs to report the pressure on him from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to His Majesty. Do you know the consequences of doing so? "Tulit Colleen paused. I'm a little skeptical about such risky ideas. Is this because you are taking advantage of the people in China and Bia, or is it purely out of public interest! "

"I promise with my reputation and life that I will never take any advantage of the Chinese people!" The middle-aged Ministry of Foreign Affairs official heard beads of sweat appear on his forehead and flowed down his cheeks. He lowered his head and said, "I am doing this entirely for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." thinking about the future”

"Moras, you are playing with fire!"

Turrit Colleen glanced at him and sighed deeply. After all, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has been suppressed for too long. It cannot be said that this foreign affairs officer Moras has such an idea. It is true that the foreign affairs of the empire have been controlled by the military for too long and have always existed as an accessory. It is not easy to have a status promotion now. Opportunities, even if they are just small leaps. Foreign affairs officers also want to take risks, which is a very dangerous thing

"In your Majesty's true heart, most of the content of the Empire's foreign affairs is still related to war." Putting the documents on the table, Turrit Colleen said with a serious face. "His Majesty also dislikes being threatened and threatened by others." Once the conspiracy design is discovered, the opponent will definitely be beaten back by the most desperate means!

"Since the proposal has been submitted to His Majesty for review, everything will naturally be decided by His Majesty. Any attempt to put pressure on His Majesty through conspiracy is seeking death! These small tricks cannot be hidden from His Majesty. Once His Majesty becomes angry, the Imperial Supervision Department will intervene in the investigation. After you think about this Is it true? Your actions have touched His Majesty's bottom line! You are not helping everyone, but harming everyone. Your Majesty has always taken direct action against those who believe in conspiracy theories. Or do you think there is an imperial princess in charge of the foreign affairs department? Can we make exceptions?"

"I'm sorry, my subordinate is too impatient!"

"Well, that's the end of the matter. This accusation is here. As for the Central and Libyan people, they say that the war on the front line is urgent now and they need to investigate for a while. Let them go back and wait!"

"Your Highness, do you mean to delay?" Moras wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Maybe it will be indefinitely! We can just know this ourselves! But knowing something in advance is not necessarily a good thing!" Turrit Colleen looked at the documents on the table with complicated eyes.

"A good thing? What do you mean, Your Highness?" Moras looked confused.

Tulit Colleen curled up the corners of her mouth slightly and looked out the window. Smile said, "If this agreement is true, it should be the content of the empire's upcoming strategic adjustments to China and Libya. This time, the empire intends to use iron ore to support a certain force in China and Libya. That is an area beyond the reach of the empire's military. If our Ministry of Foreign Affairs can come up with a reasonable plan, Your Majesty should give us full authority over this matter. The inland sea area is the sphere of influence of the Imperial Navy. Can’t China and Libya become the sphere of influence of our Ministry of Foreign Affairs? "

"Making Central Asia the scope of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? This... is really a possible goal!" Moras's face burned with excitement.

Tang Ruyue walked back and forth uneasily in the office. When she turned around, she saw the foreign affairs officer who had just brought the complaint document walking over. Tang Ruyue asked eagerly, "Your Excellency, that complaint?"

"Her Royal Highness the Princess has accepted it and expressed her appreciation for the liaison officer's courage in exposing the matter!"

Moras had a pleased expression on his face, and there was nothing unusual about it. He waved his arms pretending to be calm and said, "But because Lord Varisien is still on the northern front, I can't give you an answer now. I don't know if you have any other answers." Do you have any requirements? If you need to be accommodated in Lisbon, our Ministry of Foreign Affairs can arrange it. I also want to ask specifically about the appearance of the Central Asian who tore up the agreement at the last moment. After all, Varisien is also in the imperial military. An important member of the government, so the more specific you know, the better!”

"sure!"

Tang Ruyue didn't notice anything unusual about the other party. In fact, she was somewhat pleased with the other party's fairness. The fat man from China and Bia who had coldly dumped her face was so abominable in her heart that she naturally wouldn't have anything nice to say.

"He is a guy who looks loyal but is actually very insidious. He is like a poisonous snake. When he looks at people, his eyes are as poisonous as being able to pierce people." Tang Ruyue described it mercilessly. But he didn't notice that Moras' expression became more and more unnatural while he was listening.

With black hair and black eyes, he was still a fat man, representing the imperial military. He also had a pair of sharp eyes that made people feel like their souls were being penetrated. Moras suddenly thought of something.

His eyes carefully scanned the features he had just recorded. The pen he was recording tilted slightly and almost made a long mark on the notebook.

He has black hair and black eyes, a fat man like the devil from hell, and a loyal appearance. The nature of cunning, that. . . Isn't it His Majesty Falcon? It would be understandable if the princess's attitude just became so angry, and she even denounced herself as causing trouble for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs! You must have seen something!

"I almost thought His Majesty Falcon was a spy of the Central Asians!" Thinking of this most impossible possibility, Moraes already felt a cold feeling on his back, his clothes were wet with sweat, and there were almost no words left behind by the other party. After hearing this, my mind went blank.

It wasn't until Tang Ruyue stood up with satisfaction and said he wanted to say goodbye that he stood up and took a few steps with a pale face. The moment Tang Ruyue's back disappeared from the door of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Moras sat down exhausted. On the sofa, I looked at the candle hanging above my head in a daze, my eyes were distracted! Weak hands and feet, damn it. How could I get involved in something like this? I'm a mortal person!

In a café on Lisbon’s marina,

"If there are no problems, then sign this agreement!" Pushing the ready-made draft agreement in front of the dazed purple-clothed girl opposite, the fat man gestured to the guard behind him with a sneer on his face, and a bottle of it came from the store. The pen and ink borrowed from Boss Li are placed beside the draft.

"Are you really sure about signing an agreement with our Song clan? This is a trade agreement for 40,000 kilograms of iron ore!" The girl in purple sitting opposite subconsciously shrank back. This thing seemed so impossible. I achieved my goal so easily. Could it be that I met a charlatan?

"Whether there are 2 kilograms of iron ore is my business. You will know it when you sign! But according to the agreement, we are only responsible for the transportation of the first batch of iron ore to the areas controlled by the Falcon Empire. The rest need to be sent by your Song clan. As for the other contents of the agreement, you can send them back to China first and then reply. You are already very sincere." The fat man gritted his teeth, full of depression, and said, "You know, among the people sent by the four tribes in Zhongbia, except you Song tribe, two people have died because of this agreement. If you really don't want to... If you want it, I will give it to others, but there are many people crying and asking for it!”

"Okay, okay, look at your appearance, even if you are a bad person, you can't be that bad!" The purple-clothed young man "nvyou" across from you crossed over, glanced at the fat man opposite who looked like a profiteer, and encouraged him. Take a deep breath Angry, he reached for the pen on the table, his arm trembled slightly, and wrote a line of elegant handwriting. The fat man glanced at the girl's name curiously, and was stunned for a moment. Go ahead, who named this, "Song Que" "Does this mean you are short-sighted?" She really lives up to her name, this girl is indeed quite short-sighted.

Putting the signed agreement into the hands of the purple-clothed girl, the fat man began to worry, "There won't be any problems on the road. Is it really safe to put the empire's Central-Biarian strategy on such a heartless girl?" No, I can't. Just sit back and watch the empire's interests suffer!

At this moment, a guard walked in from outside the door and whispered a few words in the fat man's ear.

The fat man's expression changed and he asked: Are you sure? "

"Yes, just this morning, the Congolese Army, which has been on the defensive, advanced ten miles towards us. Our army discovered a large number of Central European Barrow coalition forces in the direction of Baluta! The number cannot be determined for the time being!" The guard looked solemn. whispered

"Allied forces from all countries surrounded Baluta? The other side is really anxious to pull out this thorn!" The fat man was silent for a moment, then stood up from opposite the girl, "I'm sorry, it seems I can't personally take you to the boat."

"What are you doing?" The girl in purple looked slightly stunned.

"There are some guests who are not very friendly. Although I don't like them, I always need to greet them!" The fat man laughed, stood up, patted the corner of his clothes, turned and walked towards the door, and suddenly stopped at the door, his face calm. He waved his hand to a guard captain behind him.

"Fu Lin, I leave this to you. You escort the two ladies to the Southwest District and deploy a hundred military elites! I will use my ship to escort this lady to the Southwest District. I will ask the Ministry of Military Affairs to notify all the troops along the way. Army. We must escort Miss Song Que back to Zhongbia with all our strength, no matter the cost! Tell them, whoever has the problem will be killed!"

"Yes, sir!" The captain of the Guards said respectfully and nodded behind him.

"Is this still that person?" Looking at the fat man's leaving figure, the girl in purple gently covered her mouth with her hand, with an expression that she had not recovered from, she didn't know why. The fat man's serious tone at that moment reminded the girl of her father, the number one master in China and Libya who claimed to be able to take the enemy's head from an army, a southern tycoon dressed elegantly in white but full of decisive domineering, and the leader of the Song clan. The girl in white next to her also looked nervous and murmured in a low voice, "Miss, did you hear that? It's so scary. Let me just say that this person is not a good person. He wants to be killed at every turn! He is even more barbaric than our southern barbarians!"

"You two ladies, please get in the carriage!"

The guard captain who was left in charge couldn't help but smile. He made a gesture of invitation to the two of them. "According to your order, I will escort you two to the Lisbon Naval Port. There happens to be an Imperial Dragon-class battleship for maintenance there." That’s it, let’s use this dragon-class battleship as the ship for the two ladies to head to the Southwest District!”

"Dragon level?" The girl in purple walked up to the carriage parked at the door with a confused look on her face.

"Yes, Dragon of the Sea! That's what we call it!" Fulin, the captain of the Guards, replied proudly.

As a Central Asian girl, she did not know the meaning of the Imperial Dragon class. In the Empire, one needed to be at least the commander of a squadron to have the honor of boarding a Dragon class battleship to command operations. The Dragon class was regarded as a general ship. There are only two people with this qualification, and that is the prestigious Imperial Navy Minister Dustronkai and the Empire's Lord Falcon.

Half an hour later, the girl in purple got off the carriage,

"This is...the Dragon of the Sea!"

The purple-clothed girl looked at the behemoth in front of her and seemed a little overwhelmed for a moment. The Song clan also had warships, but they were definitely not comparable to the giant ship in front of them, just in size. This warship, known as the Dragon-class warship, is three times larger, not to mention the densely packed baffles on the side of this giant ship that look like dragon scales, which makes people feel even more insignificant when standing next to a breathing giant beast. , like the ferocious wind of a giant beast blowing against your face. A gust of sea breeze blew up the hem of the girl's skirt. The girl in purple with a dull face didn't know that she was already standing on the corner that changed her destiny.

In the Baluta area in May, the mountain roads made of gravel are as neat as if they have been polished by heavy pressure. Along both sides of the road are large tracts of white woodland. This cold-resistant subarctic plant can survive even in the cold winter. , also has evergreen leaves, so it is also called an evergreen tree.

These dense forests form the main body of the Baluta region. Just like masses of dark green grass spread on the vast land, bushes covered with flowers, all the way to the distant mountainous areas shaded by sunny forests, the tops of the mountains are full of light-colored flowers and high transparent clouds, setting off the The clear blue sky beyond the horizon,

Baluta Fortress is a large fortress connected to the urban area. It is like a black bulge on a gray mountain cliff, with countless small black dots active inside. The town below has criss-crossing streets that extend from the outer wall of the town. The residential communities that emerged formed large areas of densely arranged pointed roofs. The warm and gentle morning light gently fell on the ruins on the edge of the town, reflecting on these incomplete houses.

At dusk that day, some stubborn black shadows began to be spotted from the direction of the Gray Water River to the west of the fortress. The sentry near the river sounded the alarm bell and blew the bugle. A group of scout cavalry in black armor prepared their horses and quickly ran out of the open fortress door and bolted towards the rear.

"Enemy found, everyone, get up!" the infantry captain in charge of the sentry tower shouted, the soldiers grabbed their weapons and ran to the heights, and everything started to get into place. There was silence at the front, only the wind blowing the big flag, making a sudden sound.

"Is it Gang Fei?" A Falcon Army soldier asked his companion nervously. He had encountered such a situation before, but it turned out to be a false alarm. But this time was different. I don't know why, the soldier We can feel that the oncoming wind seems to be mixed with a nervous atmosphere.

"Rumble" first came a neat rolling sound, like a huge long black line on the distant horizon, gradually rising from the distant horizon, more and more, it can be described as shocking, frightened Birds fluttered from the forest ahead,

"Attention, it is the enemy's main force!" The well-informed squadron leader looked at the overwhelming military flags in the distance and swallowed hard. The black heads spread out in a long crescent formation, a mountain of swords and a forest of swords. , like a dark forest. Countless waving flags cover the sky and earth in the west

On May 11, the third war broke out in Putao, which lasted for twenty-seven days between the two armies.

On one side are the 100,000-strong Congolese Southern Army and the 170,000-strong Central European Barrow Allied Forces, totaling 270,000 people. On the other side are the Falcon Empire's Central Army of 60,000 people, the Southern Army of 30,000 people, and the local army of 50,000 people. Nearly 70,000 people from all parties have chosen to assist in the war, with a total strength of 210,000.

The decisive battlefield between the two armies was Baluta on the border.

Baruta, which penetrates deep into the hinterland of the Congo-Africa border, has been regarded as a thorn in the throat by the Congolese people. It is the place where 170,000 of the 270,000 Congo-Africa coalition troops first attacked.

The coalition forces divided into four groups and surrounded Baruta. The Falcon Empire had only 60,000 troops in Baruta, a ratio of one to three.