Realm of Power

"What do you think about the Tire family's request for negotiation?" The fat man stopped in the tent, and the bright bonfire shone on the faces of the coalition leaders. Regarding the fact that the Tire people would send people to negotiate, the leaders of the coalition forces did not Without mental preparation, you can’t help but look at each other face to face

"Cough! Cough!" Merlin Ebony, the great elder of Shamandu, coughed a few times in embarrassment. He looked hesitantly at the silent companions around him. He was the leader of the coalition. Only he dared to say what others did not dare to say. ,

Everyone can see that the posture of the Samor army this time is obviously to devour Tilburg in one go. However, Fort Til is the home of the Tire family that has been in business for hundreds of years. As can be seen from the fortified city of McGarrens, Fort Til's defense must be even more terrifying. Even a powerful coalition must weigh it carefully.

Fatty's original plan was to let the huge number of disaster victims bring down the entire Tire family's reserves. Without food, it was extremely cold here. During the extremely cruel snowstorm. The fall of Tilburg is only a matter of time;

No one expected that the Tire family would be so decisive, with no intention of holding on at all. The flood of victims hit Fort Til, but it also allowed Fort Til to obtain enough soldiers and manpower.

In order to reduce casualties, the coalition forces must once again forcibly drive away the victims to increase the pressure on Tilburg. The two armies clashed and were ruthless in front of the battle. This tough battle would either not be fought or blood would flow like a river.

Most of the coalition forces are soldiers from abroad. They are fighting for food, tribes and relatives. It is now mid-January, and within a month at most, the winter snowstorm will be over. They can go back with the reward, and no one wants to fight the Tyrians at this time.

Merlin's ebony face hesitated and said, "Fort Tier is the home of the Tier family that has been in business for hundreds of years. It not only has a solid fortress defense line, but also has three large auxiliary forts with higher terrain." The strength of a flag regiment is more than enough for defense. We want It is impossible to conquer it in a short time without 20,000 or 30,000 people filling it in. I think it’s better to look at the Tire family’s proposal first! It would be best if we could surrender without a fight.

"What do you think is to negotiate with them?" The fat man turned around and scanned the faces of the coalition leaders one by one. The coalition leaders bowed their heads one after another. Even the honest man Baderk smiled coquettishly. No one said anything. Obviously he has already acquiesced to Merlin Ebony's proposal.

"It seems that you have to be strong to be truly strong." The fat man sighed secretly. If he were as strong as Miao Erdian. The coalition generals did not dare to be so passive and lazy in the war. After all, Vekia was still just one. For a second-rate kingdom, these external aids are still unreliable after all.

"Since everyone thinks so, let's leave it as it is." The fat man waved his hand to the guards, "Tell the Tire family's negotiators that we will meet with them at noon tomorrow!" Under the torch. A group of figures sneaked away from the camp gate and disappeared into the night in the distance. Merlin Wumu, the great elder of Shamandu, turned around. The firelight shone on his old face, half bright and half dark. The group of people just now He sent it personally,

"Great Elder! Are we too dishonest to do this?" Genevieve, the leader of the Vedic people, asked hesitantly. "This time the Tyrians secretly met with us. If the Vecian Falcon knows about it, I'm afraid it will Caused a lot of trouble."

"Haha! You don't really think that the Vecian Falcon will negotiate with the Tyr family!" Merlin's ebony eyes gave Genevieve a cold look. A cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The sharp claws of the Vekia Falcon have already been aimed at the Tire family. How could it be shelved just because of a Tilburg? It's been a while since you and I came to Vekia. The Samor Army has been here day and night." You must have heard about the destruction of five fortresses in succession! The little Thirteenth Fort in the north is nothing! Don’t get it for free.”

"Yes! Yes." Genevieve suddenly realized, and said with joy on his face, "Let me tell you, how could the Vecian Falcon agree to the negotiation so readily? It turns out that countermeasures have been secretly arranged. Then I can feel at ease with these things sent by the Tyrians. The most you can do is say nothing during the negotiation. Who doesn't know how to act like a fool?"

"Haha, I'm a smart guy too!" Merlin Ebony and Genevieve smiled at each other. That night, except for the honest man Badkir, the other leaders accepted the gifts from the Tyrians.

The sun is high, and I seem to feel the peaceful atmosphere today. The weather is rarely good, and the warm winter sun rarely shows its face at noon. The negotiation location is the largest settlement in the center of the camp.

The Tire family's negotiators sent more than ten people, led by a respected elder of the Tire family, Marquis Tilsotita. He is a strong supporter of the Tyrian expansion policy. One of the hawkish leaders of the Tire family. This time the Tire family sent him to negotiate. The meaning is very puzzling.

The Samor guards were heavily guarded along the way. The Samor guards in full armor stood straight on the way to the camp. They were the most elite Samor troops. The famous Samor swords made the Tire negotiators on the road very curious.

Weird arc shape with

. Two to the bone-chilling edge, the Tyrians knew that it was just ten days ago. The 30,000 Tyrian troops hiding in the forest were killed by the light cavalry holding Samor swords, and their blood flowed like rivers. Thousands of people fell under this weapon.

Now this evil weapon, rumored to be able to absorb the enemy's soul, is less than one meter away from his own. This made the Tyrians feel uncomfortable. As they got closer to the camp, the Tyrian negotiators discovered that the bright and clean swords in front of them had changed their appearance, and the blade no longer looked so bright. But there is a faint blood red color, revealing the legendary ferocious face

This is the Samor sword. From the moment it was born, this evil weapon has been associated with battlefields littered with corpses. It is known as the sharp hook on the Samor falcon's claws that shreds everything.

"Finally" a Tire envoy's feet weakened and he almost collapsed on the ground. He only regained his footing with the help of two envoys. He looked at the group of Samors closest to the tent with a pale face.

There is a faint trace of red rust on the shining surface of the Samor sword there, which is the blood mark caused by excessive soaking with blood. These are the squadron leaders of the Samor light cavalry. Their sharp eyes are no better than theirs. The sword difference made Tire's negotiators frightened.

"I don't know how many people these Samors killed." The negotiator sat down with almost trembling legs and feet, feeling a chill coming from behind him. Although several fires had been lit in the tent, and the warm and dry heat made the tent as warm as spring, they still felt bitingly cold. This coldness did not come from the outside, but came from within.

If the talks collapse, there are no guarantees. The ferocious and murderous Samor Falcon will not kill itself alive. Even if I cut myself with a knife, I would still be happy. I heard that Fatty Samour likes to eat human flesh the most. He also likes to eat alive and tie people to wooden stakes. Cut it off one by one

If the fat man knew that he had such a glorious image among the Tyrians, I wonder if he would bang his head against the wall.

"This is the legendary strongest army in the kingdom! The Samor Army." Tirnuris looked at it carefully with a bad expression. The most proud Red Rose of the Tire family was one of the main representatives of this negotiation. As the biological sister of the leader of Tire and the most beautiful woman in the east, Tirnuris is both in terms of status and charm. They are all one of the best candidates for this negotiation.

Tyrnuris still remembers setting out. His own brother. The patriarch of the Tire family personally told him, "Hold him and give me time. As long as there is time, we can wait and hope! The Tire family will thank you." Tire Nuris' face is pale, as long as she has a little common sense Everyone knows what their brother means. Ask yourself, you are the most beautiful woman in the eastern part of the kingdom, and the other person is the powerful Samor Falcon, who rules two-thirds of the kingdom's territory. A beauty matching a hero does not bury herself, but how can a proud woman like Tirnuris tolerate the leader of her family's enemies with her beauty?

Tiernuris herself didn't know what she was doing. We must not face those idiot nobles who are greedy for beauty. Even with the pride of being the most beautiful woman in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Tirnuris, she dare not say that she can restrain the claws of the kingdom's falcon. That is the undefeated King of Gods and the commander of a hundred thousand troops. This makes Tirnulis Liz felt her heartbeat beating when she thought about it.

"Nuris, don't be too nervous?" An elder of the Tire family saw Tires in a daze and thought he was frightened by the scene on the road. He quickly whispered, "Last night we bribed people from other clans." Leader, even if the Samor people insist on fighting our Tilburg, the Samor Falcons can't defeat us alone without the consent of others! "

"I'm fine! I'm just a little uncomfortable!" Tirnuris waved her hands gently. At this moment, she was a little confused. The Samor guards beside the tent stood upright, with a long-handled sword with blood rust in their hands. It made her feel familiar.

"Samor sword. Samor

"Tirnulis muttered secretly. She has been to Samour many times, especially to Zhivadin and Kyoto where luxury goods are gathered. It is a shopping paradise for all nobles and celebrities, and Zhivadin is also a shopping paradise. It was not that she had never seen a Samor sword before, but it had a scabbard. She seemed to have seen this unsheathed blood-rust sword somewhere.

"Hubo Laban! Yes! In Hubo Laban!" Tirnuris suddenly looked suffocated. Among the fat and fat guards of the Turun family who kidnapped her, there was a madman with this kind of blood-rust sword. That time, the Tire family was extorted for a ransom of 40,000 yuan. The Tire family, who were mad at the time, later sought revenge on the Tulun family, only to find that the Tulun family had already been confiscated by the Samor army for embezzling military funds.

"Could the damn fat man be from Samor?" Tiernuris suddenly felt a realization. This must be the case. Only Samor would not take the Tyr family seriously.

"The Governor of the Southern Kingdom of the Kingdom. Lord Samor, Marquis of Falcon Dustan has arrived!" The registration of the door guard interrupted Tirnuris's thoughts, and there was a sound of mail shaking at the door.

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