Realm of Power

Piao wants to take action against the Hutaging family. "Duke Jones raised his head and looked at Man Xuzi. He hesitated and said, "The Hutak family is the lord who guards the western fortress of Daulus Wasteland. It has no influence in the Western Alliance. You are about to lead the army into the west. At this time, you will offend Hutak. The Ke family may put you in an unfavorable situation! This is also the reason why I haven’t done anything to Salenku, I don’t want to cause trouble for you.”

"Old Duke!" The fat man looked moved. Thinking that Duke Jones was almost in danger for this reason, he couldn't help but feel angered in his heart. His determination towards the Hutak family became even firmer.

The fat man hesitated for a while, then decided to tell Duke Jones the real situation. He took out a top-secret document from his arms and placed it in front of Duke Jones.

"I have already prepared for the opposition in the Western Alliance. This is a secret agreement signed between the Kugits and Samour. The Kugits have promised to fully support our actions in the west, and promised to mobilize Two hurricane cavalry units stationed on the western border attacked North Stian's army in the west from the rear."

"Kujit!" Old Duke Jones had a strange expression on his face, and he was gritting his teeth at this enemy who had almost destroyed his family.

But we have to admit that the Kugits have the absolute right to speak on issues in the west. The power of the Western Alliance itself relies on the protection of the Kugits. If the Kugits really agree to help, this war in the west is basically a foregone conclusion.

"Compared with the support of the Kujit people, the voice of the Hutak family is too weak!" The fat man sneered, patted the old Duke on the shoulder, and said decisively

"My lord, stay here. I want to see what kind of storm that Salenku can cause, in two days at most. My infantry regiment will arrive at the port of Savalan in Jones's territory. By then I will definitely Uproot the Hutak family from the Jones Territory! Let them know that my sword is not only sharp but also decisive!"

The timid attendant Frederick stood respectfully beside him, listening to the low-pitched discussions between the fat man and Duke Jones, and did not even dare to kick him.

Thinking of the tragic fate of the powerful Hutak family in the west, which was decided in this ordinary small building, I couldn't help but feel a chill spreading rapidly from behind.

In the afternoon. The broken snow outside stopped, and the sky and earth became silvery white. I saw the beautiful and majestic scenery outside, the owner of this land. The injured Duke Jones insisted on taking Fatty hunting outside the city, claiming that he wanted to take Fatty to experience the characteristics of the West.

With the help of several guards, the old man mounted the tall Supor horse and pointed to the forest in the distance. He said to the fat man with a lively expression, "May is a good season in our west. The elk herds that have been hiding all winter will come out. Unlike the hunting season in April in the central part of the country, the hunting season in the west is in May. To be honest, I feel sorry for you I feel jealous of my luck. You are really good at picking the time when you come to the west to fight in May!”

"Isn't this just a coincidence! I don't want to come either, but who kind of guy in Stian Kusai doesn't make people feel comfortable!" The fat man smiled awkwardly.

Murphys, the head of the business alliance, walked over with several shiny hounds in his hand, and said with a compliment, "Sir! This is a special product of the cross between the Labern Shepherd Dog and the Kujit Shepherd, a specialty of the West. grace hound,

The coat color is glossy. Brave character. It is as big as a pig and has two triangular ears that always stand up. It is called a "sentinel" in the West. Although it is not the top dog among hunting dogs, it is still considered excellent. "

"Okay! With these sentries! I think the old Duke will return home with great rewards." The fat man became interested when he saw the lively hounds. He asked Morpheus to hand the hounds to the guards and accompanied the old Duke out of Laimiao City.

Duke Jones was right. Along the way, Fatty saw several groups of young nobles holding bows and arrows and hunting dogs, riding horses happily on the plains in the countryside. Occasionally, he could also see some small wild animals such as hares being driven around.

"Let's go over there!" Duke Jones, who is strict by nature, looked at these arrogant aristocratic boys and girls and frowned displeased.

He was the master of this land, and he was used to being surrounded by people. However, he always couldn't stand these young boys and girls who didn't know the heights of the world. The generation gap existed at all times.

With these impetuous young nobles driving them in front, Fatty and his group were free to hunt while walking. Even Fatty, who had poor skills, shot a few prey, but the group of elk he was looking for was never seen, and he couldn't help but feel a bit regretful. ,

The fat man proposed to return to Lemiao, but Duke Jones seemed to be very enthusiastic and insisted on searching forward, and vowed that according to his experience. There must be a herd of elk ahead,

Duke Jones turned up a hillside and suddenly pointed to a dense pine forest in the distance with a proud expression. Shouting "Look! A herd of elk! I was right!"

The fat man looked around and saw that the dark green pine needles were covered with thick snow. A few black spots were jumping happily in the middle, and each one had fat... Gangkou Li... 8. 0... Yushu Ao Different body! ..., six;, like all the elves in the world, it is the elk that we are looking for all the way.

"Haha, the old man is really experienced!" The fat man joked in a good mood.

Seeing that the fat man was in good spirits, Duke Jones rolled his eyes. He suggested, "It's boring to hunt like this. Why don't we make some bets separately? If you win, I will give you the Lucrens Manor outside Jones's main castle! That is one of my three best manors."

"Okay, I like this proposal! Then I'm welcome." The fat man smiled, looking at the scattered elk herd in the distance, he took a long bow from the guards first, galloped over, and plunged into pine forest in the distance

The cold wind blew on his face, and the fat man clamped his feet tightly. The war horse slowed down, "Let's go!" The fat man shouted in a low voice, holding the bow handle tightly with his five fingers and exerting force on his arms. The two-meter-long Ciwa bow string was immediately pulled to full length.

The elk not far away has not yet noticed this malicious pursuer.

"Whoosh" a vague white line pierced the air, and with a violent whistling sound, it was nailed to a pine trunk. The powerful impact of the "lock" made the arrow pierce the trunk,

The impact caused the trunk of the tree to shake, and the leaves were mixed with snow flakes and fell off.

An elk that was munching on snow leather raised its head blankly.

Seeing the still shaking arrow tail, he suddenly reacted and his plump body trembled violently.

Their elastic limbs quickly fled on the snow. The entire herd of elk was like a team of forest elves, leaving a string of plum blossom hoofprints on the snow.

"Haha! Damn fat man, you still have the same virtue. You just said that the prey is not worthy of you, now you have nothing to say!" Old Duke Jones was riding on the horse, laughing at the super-level arrow shot by the fat man just now.

"No way! I really can't get used to this!" The fat man smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that the shooting power of the Ciwa Longbow was so strong, which led to an error in calculation. He quickly handed the Ciwa Longbow to the accompanying guard and immediately He turned around quickly and lifted the heavy foot-operated crossbow in the weapon slot with his right hand, his sharp eyes flashing as coldly as a blade.

The bowstring trembled with a strong "collapse", and the short-tailed arrow drew a strange arc in the air with the sound of wind.

The powerful elk leader who was running wildly shook his body. An arrow cluster pierced his thick neck. Bright red deer blood splashed out from the arrow mouth, and he let out a mournful scream in the air.

The fat body was carried more than one meter away by the powerful arrowhead, and hit the ground heavily. Its limbs twitched, and the hot deer blood stood out in the snow.

The infantry crossbow has powerful and terrifying piercing power. Duke Jones, who was teasing him just now, was secretly stunned at the thought of such a terrifying weapon. The one hundred thousand legions that have been equipped with Samor can't help but feel numb.

"Times have indeed changed, Fatty is no longer what he used to be!" Duke Jones looked at the energetic Fatty in the distance. He secretly thought in his heart, as three black Huberan hounds ran past him happily, surrounding the prey and barking with joy.

"Damn old man! I'm not bad at all!" Looking at the old Duke's shriveled face, the fat man raised the crossbow in his hand. He whistled arrogantly and said with a smile, "Including this one, I have six, and we are even. As long as I shoot one more, your Luclens Manor will be mine!"

"It's getting dark, let's go back." Duke Jones deliberately turned his head away, not looking at the fat man's triumphant face. However, the fat man's interest seemed to be aroused by the arrow, and he said excitedly, "No, the hunting has just begun." !”

"Where are the prey?" Duke Jones looked at him with an embarrassed expression. The arrow just now scared away the elk herd. Only the empty woods were left, and it was already dusk. The forest fell into a faint darkness, and the horses' hooves stepped on it, making a sound of broken snow.

"Who said no? You've been with us for so long! It's time to show your face." The fat man smiled and pulled the lever on the infantry crossbow with unfinished content. The bowstring made a tight creaking sound. The loud sound made the leaves rustle

With a flick of his right hand, amidst the crisp sound of the bowstring, "Ah" a black shadow fell from the thick pine and elm tree on the right, and was planted heavily in the snow. It was an assassin with a masked face.

"God! What's going on?" Duke Jones couldn't figure out what was going on. "Do it!" A roar sounded from the top of the pine forest, and a black figure jumped down from the high pine forest, holding a long sword in his hand. A cold light shone in the darkness, covering the fat man's head.

"Looking for death!" A blue light shot out from the fat man's waist, and the famous "Prairie Blue Moon" sent out an arc in the air that brought death. "Ah" the black shadow couldn't dodge in the air and was killed on the spot. The person was cut in half with a knife, and the blood mixed with the internal organs was flowing down, just like a red rain of blood had just fallen. The blue light circled around and returned to the fat man's hands again.

"Bang! Bang!" The three assassin long archers among the guards. The long bow in his hand fired fiercely, and a few more black spots fell from the tree... Kouyang... 8.0... Yushu's concave body clam!