Realm of Power

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All Samor guards consciously stood five meters away. Face outward and stand shoulder to shoulder in a circle. No one wants to be the governor's lightbulb, not to mention that Fatty Summer is famously petty.

"Oh" the fat man responded in a depressed tone. Isamofel's expression just now was obviously reminding himself that "the opportunity is right in front of you." Beauty trap? The fat man looked at his protruding belly. He held his breath and contracted unnaturally. He tried his best to let himself see it, but he soon discovered it. This is a futile exercise.

"Pfft. Fatty's silly look made Allensteen couldn't help laughing. His slightly frowned eyebrows spread completely, like white lilacs blooming in spring. Fatty's eyes straightened when he saw this woman from the Douai family. Is this really his fate? Fatty couldn't help but feel a little lost, and Iza Moriel complained, "Damn Fatty, you are always so perverted!" "

The voice was very soft, but it reached the ears of the two people clearly.

"Ahem!" The fat man coughed in embarrassment. He noticed that the pretty Alan Sting opposite him was also blushing. The fat man quickly squeezed out an awkward smile on his face and stood up straight, trying to make himself look more sincere.

"Damn fat man! It's always embarrassing like this!" Isamofel didn't seem to let the two of them go. He muttered in a low voice and slapped his thigh gently with the riding crop in his hand, wishing he could whip this pervert that he loved and hated at the same time.

Allensteen's head wanted to shrink into his neck. The body trembled slightly. When people see it, they can’t help but feel the urge to hold it in their arms.

"Tap, step." A rush of horse hoofbeats came from the gate of the New City Pier, breaking the awkwardness among several people. A Samor messenger rushed from a distance, stopped in front of the guard cavalry on the outside, and said in a quick voice, "De Quick news from Hrim! ,Small

"Oh, are the Yin Erdian people up to something else?" The fat man's face changed slightly. He took the emergency report from the guards and his eyes stayed on it for a while. Hu Keqili and the guards next to him did not dare to breathe. One bite,

Although the war in Dehreem ended in the moon, neither Myridian, who suffered heavy casualties, nor Samor, who gained the upper hand, had an easy time. Time is what both sides need, whether it is to stabilize the form or gather strength, everyone Everybody knows. Once it breaks out again, there will definitely be an even more intense fight to the death. I just didn’t expect it to come so quickly!

The fat man looked at the nervous soldiers around him, with a sneer on his face. He handed the emergency report to Hu Keqili beside him, and shouted excitedly to everyone around him, "Do you know what this is? This is the special envoy of the Ruidian people." Negotiation letter! He wants to negotiate with us! The Myridian people are afraid and ask us not to move closer to their hinterland! For this reason, they are willing to hand over Deh Rui Thu to us.

"Samor will win! Samor will win!" The soldiers around him raised their weapons with excitement. Shouting loudly, it is a national humiliation that only the Vekians can know the status of Dehreim in the hearts of the Vekians. It was a family feud. The Battle of Dehreem that year almost made the whole country of Wikia cry. It was like a wound that could never be healed. It had been hurting for hundreds of years and had already hurt the national spirit of the people of Wikia.

Cowardly Vecians! Incompetent Wikians! These disgusting titles will disappear without a trace because of this war.

Hu Keqili's face turned purple with excitement, and the fingers holding the emergency report turned slightly white. The fat man patted Hu Keqili's shoulder, "Send a message to Caesar Sauron and ask him to tell Envoy Yin'erdian that as the winner, we have He has the right to choose the location for negotiation. If he wants to negotiate, let him come to Cresdo! Otherwise, our Samor army will not rule out the possibility of continuing to advance into the hinterland of Yin'erdian!"

The fat man took the war horse from the guard, turned over quickly, and said to Allensteen, who was frightened and turned slightly pale, "Dear Miss Allensteen, I don't know that I don't have the honor to escort you." The Douai family returning to Kyoto".

The fat man spoke very calmly, and there was no trace of instability in his words. It seemed as if he was saying that it was not the Duai family, but some other family. "The fat man has changed." A trace of surprise flashed through Isa Morfield's sharp eyes. The fat man now was different from the fat man just now. Fatty is completely like two people. Being able to talk about the Douai family so calmly proves that Fatty has made up his mind to some extent, or that he may have inadvertently released a "king!"

"This fly

. "Ellensteen looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. His eyes looked hesitantly at the fat man and the murderous soldiers around him. Although he didn't know the identity of the fat man, from the fanatical performance of the soldiers around him, combined with the fact that he had been in the manor A large number of mysterious guards appeared,

It is certain that Fatty is definitely a senior general in Samor's army. Now that the friction between Kyoto and Samor is increasing day by day, Allensteen doesn't know what Fatty said. Whether he is simply escorting himself, or escorting with a large number of troops, it is already the flower of the war: Although Allensteen is dissatisfied with the conservatives and the royal family, he simply does not want to see the beautiful Kyoto destroyed by the war. .

"There is no misunderstanding!" The fat man looked at Allensteen's hesitant face and knew that the other party had ambiguity about his words. He smiled heartily and said, "I am going to the Duai family in Kyoto this time purely in a private capacity. It is naturally impossible. Please rest assured, young lady, that we are going with a large number of troops!”

"Yeah" Allensteen's face turned slightly red. He just nodded slightly, acquiescing to the fat man's request. On the other hand, Isa Moriel next to her gave the fat man a disdainful look, and the meaning was too obvious: "You are too old to use this kind of trick to coax girls!"

"Tch, it will work!" The fat man looked away from Isa Moriel's contempt. After spending a long time with this violent woman, you would know that everything should be taken seriously. You don't have to live anymore, because what you are facing is... Mentally and physically. They are all stubborn women who have an absolute advantage. If you want to defeat her, you must first ignore her.

The fat man took the horse's rein from the guard. He waved to the Guards Cavalry behind him and ordered, "Hu Keqili, lead the first squadron to me! The others stay in the new city!"

The horses' hooves galloped, and the vast land retreated rapidly in front of them. Hundreds of Samor guards were guarding the fat man. Two hundred guards cavalry in thick armor ran at the front. There was also a hundred-man team on the left and right sides, five hundred A galloping war horse passed through the Kyoto plains like a tornado. The flying horse hooves made a thunderous sound, attracting travelers on the roadside to stop.

There are 20,000 Samor people stationed in the southern suburbs of Kyoto, but most of them are infantry. This is the first time they have seen a group of Samor cavalry in the southern suburbs. Their horses are like dragons. Teams are wearing black armor and carrying short crossbows. The cavalry passed by, bringing up a howling whirlwind. Residents in the southern suburbs of Kyoto had seen such a scene, and their faces turned pale. Those who didn't know it thought a war had broken out.

"Yes, it's Samor's Guards Cavalry!" A coachman seemed to have noticed something from these passing cavalry. With his mouth wide open, his fingers trembling slightly as he pointed at the eye-catching white thorn flowers on the back of the cavalry armor, he shouted in fear.

"Sir, let's go like this. Isn't it not safe?" Hu Keqili saw that the fat man was in good spirits and came over boldly. Although the escorting cavalry has a squadron, it is still too thin compared to the 40,000 enemies in Kyoto! "

"No need!" Fatty said with a firm face, "Although there are many enemies of our Samor in Kyoto, the royal family is the head that dominates everything. It is not ready to go to war with us at all. If we go with the army, it will force the royal family to Start a war with us. This time I will show all the nobles that I, Samor, am the master of this kingdom!"

Kyoto's majestic city walls are expanding rapidly, and the newly renovated towers reveal black rock mass. Like a black dragon, surrounding the entire Kyoto,

"Stop!" The fat man waved his hand and reined in his horse on a hill outside Cresto. In front of us are the newly built sections of the city in Kyoto, which are very different from the last time Fatty came. The thickened and raised castle is full of holes that are convenient for spear assassination, and there are more than ten large trebuchets set up at the corners of the city on both sides. tower,

White houses and towering aristocratic buildings abound in the city, layer by layer like fish scales. Black people dots are scattered on the streets. Carriages are like fish schools in the river, going back and forth. The warm wind carried the noisy sounds of the city. Although the overall situation is still not very dense, it has been greatly improved compared to the dilapidated situation before.

"Haha! It seems that Kyoto is not all a bunch of straw bags." The fat man sneered, and secretly approved in his heart. He didn't expect that he had only been away for a month, but Kyoto could actually support such a big scene. It seems that the knight competition and Kuchizuki’s Autumn Hunt has indeed restored a lot of popularity in Kyoto.

The fat man led the cavalry down the hill and saw two huge suspension bridges spanning the river more than ten meters wide. A group of Kyoto city guards wearing leather armor were inspecting. When they saw a large number of cavalry running in the distance, they immediately panicked. Some even forgot about their duty to guard the suspension bridge and turned around and ran back.

These are all new recruits who have been recruited in recent months and have never been on the battlefield. I've never seen blood. There was no way to block the charging power of the war horses. To them, the heavy-duty Supor war horses, nearly two meters high, looked like the legendary man-eating beasts. The heavy sound of horse hooves was like the sound of a reminder. A dozen soldiers who had no time to run simply squatted on the ground, their faces turned pale and speechless. "Step" A Samorian Guards Cavalry was the first to step onto the suspension bridge, with the front hooves of the war horse raised high. A cold light came out of the scabbard in his hand, and a sharp Samor Guard sword was hung low. The sharp murderous aura made several city guards tremble in fear, "Who is the city guard officer here!" the Samor Guards shouted sharply. ask about death