Realm of Power

"Pick someone up. Bastard." Alan Stine's heart was touched. The only person who can be fooled into being a bastard by a bully is a man. Could it be that this magical woman, as cold as an iceberg, came from Kyoto to Samor here early in the morning just to pick up a man?

"Yes, a bastard!" A blush appeared on Isa Moriel's cheeks, and she bit her lips lightly. It seemed that he was reluctant to say it. Allensteen felt that all his previous understandings seemed to be invalid on this woman. The mysteries made this woman like the weather in June, with wind and rain.

As a woman, Alan Stine had to admit that this mysterious woman was very beautiful. Her elegant temperament, which was as quiet as the valley, was rare even in places like Cresto where nobles and famous people gathered together, let alone In this wilderness, this temperament was destroyed by the huge war bow behind the mysterious woman, and her whole person was like a cold light. Make people afraid to face it

With the woman's subtle observation skills, Alan Stine can also be sure that this woman is not the legendary ranger, but a female noble, and she is also a high-ranking noble.

This mysterious woman carries a lot of aristocratic habits, even though she hides them a lot. But the riding crop inlaid with precious gems has traces of the family crest. Although his face and words are cold and cold, they are always speaking. The corners of the mouth are slightly pulled inward, trying to make the tone of speech more rounded. This is the aftereffect of being trained in strict aristocratic etiquette.

Only those who have experienced hell-style training know how cruel and terrifying it is. In order to enlarge their mouths and speak more mellowly and beautifully, many newcomers must hold eggs in their mouths to speak. This kind of damage does not last for a day or two, but for a long time. It lasts for as little as one month and as long as half a year, and the consequences are difficult to change. Naturally, this kind of training is only open to high-ranking nobles. Ordinary young nobles do not need to pay attention to the emphasis of speech and elegant mouth shapes. .

Horse hooves galloped across the stone bridge. There was also a camp at the other end of the stone bridge, blocking the bridge entrance like two iron clamps. The inspection here was much stricter. Groups of soldiers wearing black mail came up at the bridge entrance. Back on patrol, there were very few people coming and going. Only a few people in civilian attire were passing by, and they seemed to be familiar with the guards at the bridge entrance.

Several people were holding fish baskets in their hands; they were greeting each other, judging from their clothes. They should be farmers in the villages and towns along the river. No carriages were seen at the intersection. Both freight carriages and carriages of nobles disappeared without a trace. The Golden Road of Kyoto, which used to be full of carriages, seemed to have disappeared overnight. There were only a few farmers. It also kept the road from being completely deserted.

"Alas, Alan Sting sighed secretly in his heart. As a native of Kyoto, Alan Sting was deeply moved by the desolate scene in front of him. "Kyoto! Or Kyoto? "

Since Samor imposed an embargo on Kyoto in early March, all cargo supplies have been unable to enter Kyoto. Samor's army has blocked all southern roads leading to Kyoto. Tens of thousands of soldiers have surrounded Kyoto like an iron barrel, except for the occasional few. The smuggled goods put the entire Kyoto into an embarrassing dilemma. Grain, cotton cloth, and even seeds for spring plowing were obtained through this shameless smuggling channel.

"Hurry up! I don't want that bastard to see my joke!" Isa Moriel urged. The sun above her head was almost reaching the middle. According to the agreement, Fatty's fleet will arrive at the Xincheng Pier outside Kyoto at noon.

This is a very anticipated meeting. As soon as she learned the identity of Alan Sting, Isa Moriel has already focused on the meeting between the two. Now if Alan Sting wants to turn around and go back. Even if Isa Moriel used violent means to tie up this woman who could make a fat man deflate, she didn't always have such an opportunity. Isa Moriel felt a little excited in her heart and murmured in a low voice. "Damn fat man! I asked you to throw me away in Kyoto, and I asked you to run around randomly."

The Samor soldiers guarding the bridge entrance were veterans who had accompanied the army in the Miao Erdian campaign. Seeing Isa Moriel's figure, they immediately moved the fence blocking the road, and a dozen soldiers quickly stood on both sides.

"Salute!" The soldier captain stood upright next to him and gave an order. The soldiers on both sides raised their weapons at the same time. Their spears shone coldly in the sun. The unique bloodiness and enthusiasm of the army rushed towards their faces. This was Satsuma. Salute to the Warriors in Our Army

Issa Morrill was a celebrity among the Union Army. Most of the soldiers admired this legendary woman. After all, not all talented people dared to shoot at the enemy with roaring catapults, let alone a woman. The brave was invincible. It was this woman who used her strong bow to fight for those far away from the base camp. The Samor army opened up a bloody road back home. The Battle of Scarlet Tire is an eternal medal in the hearts of the Union soldiers.

"Sister, they know you." The performance of the Samor soldiers surprised Ellenstin who followed him. Although she did not know the meaning of this etiquette, the soldiers' eyes were filled with hot admiration. Those excited and unanimous movements all showed that this woman had high prestige among the Samor soldiers.

"kindness". Isa Moriel responded indifferently, urging the war horse without looking back. She was only concerned about whether she could reach the outer city of Kyoto in time. If I couldn't bring this woman from the Duai family to the fat man the moment he stepped off the warship, the excitement I expected would be much less.

The new city outside Satsuma Kyoto was built at the intersection of the Satsuma Ri River going south and the Suleita River going north. It has a radius of nearly five miles. The outer wall is six meters high. The inner city is a large dock with more than ten new centipede warships. , can control the two rivers at any time,

The outer city is made of solid rocks collected from the upper mountains. The fortification ring is tight, and there are shooting holes on the city walls and battlements. An elite flag regiment of the Northern Army is stationed all year round, which is an important responsibility of Samor to guard the river channel for troop transportation. . "Huhu" April is a season when the weather gets warmer. The warm river breeze made the banks of the Satsumauri River covered with colorful wildflowers. On the wide river, a huge multi-roar warship broke through the waves escorted by several smaller multi-roar warships. The abundant river wind inflated the sails, and the rushing river water hit the front of the warship and turned into clusters of white spray. The water flow became more and more rapid, and the confluence of the two rivers in front was clearly visible.

More than a dozen Samor warships docked at both ends of the river like guards. Rows of Samor soldiers stood along both sides of the river, with serious expressions on their faces. When he saw the huge warship appearing in the distance, his eyes quickly became hot.

"Long live Samor! Long live Samor!" The warships along the river and the river banks were filled with densely packed soldiers. When the huge warship appeared at the mouth of the Sanjiang River, they raised their weapons at the same time and let out an earth-shattering cry, " "Sir, the corner ahead is Kyoto New Town!" Hu Keqili opened the hatch respectfully.