Realm of Power

545 Cold Thorn (3)

The night is hazy, and the sky is full of cold stars hanging in the sky. On the slightly white sky in the east, a bright star point is vaguely visible. It is particularly eye-catching among the slowly fading stars. It is the morning star.

Mona Qing was sleepy and covered with thick velvet. She sat gracefully next to the fat man. As more and more troops poured in, the entire Bergs River became a battlefield of killing. From time to time, troops came out of the other courtyards along the river. The screams of arrests and the sound of fighting continued to come from the river. It seemed that even the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. The commotion lasted for a whole night before it gradually subsided.

The fat man looked lazy, but his eyes were sharp. This was part of the plan. In order to wipe out the intelligence network of Rui Erdian and the Lud people in the north at once, and lay the foundation for him to fully control the situation in the north,

From the very beginning when it was decided to hold the conference, the plan was already in place. The troops marching into Turga and the decisive battle at the Green Corridor would inevitably cause an earthquake in the continent and attract the attention of all parties. Finally, they would use the conference of tribal leaders as bait to force the other party to proceed. Darkness turns to light, and everyone consciously gets into the prosperous pockets.

Bertrand Bonnie lay drowsily on the fat man's lap, occasionally murmuring from her mouth. After a long night of tossing, everyone was tired. The curfew had been lifted before the early morning, and some people who got up early had The people nearby started to light up their lights, and the red river surface was lit up again, making it look like a dream.

The fat man squinted his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. It seemed that even the spirit had dissipated. Footsteps came from behind him. This time it was Isaste, the guard of Aichemore City, who came in person.

"Grand Duke, this is the list of guests that have been invited. 18 of them died due to resistance and 35 were injured."

He hurriedly came to the fat man's side, pressed a list into the fat man's hand, and reported in a low voice. It could be seen that he had indeed been busy all night last night. The armor on his body was stained with blood, and his body was stained with blood. As a longbowman who attacks from a distance, it is enough to show the danger of last night's battle, because only close combat can make a longbowman stained with blood. His eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, but the excited spirit on his body, Undoubtedly, it means a lot of harvest,

"Where's Marquis Borihen of the Rode Merchant Group? He's the general person in charge of the Rode people here. Why isn't he on the list?" The fat man's confused eyes quickly condensed, and he flipped through the list in his hand, his face He sank down and asked with a slight frown.

"That old fox ran too fast. Before the curfew last night, he seemed to have noticed something. He didn't even go to the river bank, but sneaked out of the city along the river." Isaac's face changed, and he said cautiously, "I have already moved his The portrait gave the order to the whole territory and sent a team of capable sniper archers to track and kill him. No matter how cunning he was, he would never return to the south alive."

"That's all. It's just a small fish that slipped through the net. It won't cause any trouble. Starting today, within three days, the whole city will be under martial law. No one is allowed to enter or leave the city without my token.

The fat man's face was slightly cold, and he waved his hand to let him go down.

After receiving the news from Konoe about the successful start of the conference, the fat man stood up from his seat, not wanting to wake up the two girls who were already sleeping. He walked alone from the east side of Boyung Pavilion to the riverside. I don't know when it was. What is left behind may be some romantic guy secretly The tryst passage left behind was used to facilitate access to the Bergs River opposite. It was very old and was in tatters early in the morning. However, after an unknown period of time, it welcomed a king-level guest today. , this person is Falcon Dustan. He is about to become the first king in mainland history to rule two kingdoms at the same time.

For the safety of tribal leaders, most of the troops will be concentrated in the meeting area. The two main flag regiments have entered the city last night and have become the main force controlling the city's defense. The streets will be completely blocked, and the murderous city of Aichemore is preparing for a new dawn.

This tribal meeting will last for three days. During these three days, the leaders of the various Kugit tribes will decide the future of millions of Western Kugits in accordance with the Kugit way. This is a very complicated matter. The process, because it involves the interests of all races and the attitude of Wikiia as the leading party, is destined to be a game that will not lose in war.

In fact, most of the Kugit leaders have already called the Tribal Chiefs Conference in Aichmor as the "Northern Colosseum"

During this period, the top brass of the Northern Army of Wikiya will also hold various meetings here. As more senior officers enter Aichemore, the Military Department of Wikiya also ambush a lot of plainclothes men on the banks of the Bergs River.

We were looking to see if any senior military officers had volunteered to come for prostitution, but somehow the news leaked out. Everyone knew that the Bergs River was definitely a minefield during this period.

So they all quietly avoided it. The businessmen who were very interested also misunderstood. In addition to the bloody curfew some time ago, they all thought that Weixia wanted the army to focus on renovating the Bergs River* ** didn't dare to come anymore, but the business on the Bergs River became increasingly quiet.

After coming out of the conference, the fat man stepped on the awning boat that had been prepared early. Following the small awning boat, he cruised slowly on the river bank, seemingly without any purpose, leisurely and leisurely. There are no boats in the river, only those lonely paintings float slowly with the water, carrying a faint smell of sadness.

The mist falls on the water and forms a thin layer of white, which looks very poetic from a distance. Various small boats and boats shuttled slowly in the Bergs River, leaving long water marks behind the sterns of the boats, which could not be dissipated for a long time. The slight ripples seemed to disappear very quickly in the hazy drizzle. After a while it was gone.

Inside the cabin, a glass of water was placed in front of the fat man. It was steaming quietly. He leaned on the edge of the cabin, stretched his arms casually, tilted his head, and looked at the surrounding scenery comfortably. There was a breeze from time to time. The mist blew in and fell on his face, making him feel a little cool and relaxed. Compared with the depressing and noisy conference room that we are about to enter, this kind of enjoyment is simply too comfortable.

Mona Qing and Fei Dunlanya were chatting quietly in a corner of the cabin. Fatty didn't need to listen carefully [I knew Fei Dunlanya was inquiring about the meeting. As the most powerful military among the Kugit tribe now, For the powerful Duowei clan, the outcome of this meeting is undoubtedly very important to them.

According to the fat man's proposal, Turga was divided into north and south regions, and Aichmore was used as a commercial area. During the meeting, someone proposed that each tribe should have the right to station troops in the commercial area to protect their own caravans. This undoubtedly touched people's minds. This has disturbed the nerves of the Duowei people who have been stationed in the northern area of ​​​​Ai Chemore, and now the agreement is still being debated by both parties.

When Fatty heard these two little gossips, they started to talk about things and laughed like silver bells from time to time. Wasn't this obviously trying to seduce him? Mona Qing was the one who took the initiative to get on the boat. For the benefit of the tribe, Fatty needs someone who can sort out the situation. Mona Qing is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Feitun Lanya came with her brother Duo Weiyan. As for why she was forced to board the boat, even a fool would know. Despite the fierce quarrel in the meeting, no one was allowed to give in. In fact, as long as the fat man snorted, everyone would The problems are not problems. It is obvious that Fetonlanya comes from the upper route.

Sure enough, from time to time, Fatty could feel Fetonlanya looking at him quietly several times, intentionally or unintentionally, and then quietly turning her head away, not knowing what she was thinking.

However, Fatty may be able to guess a little bit, that is, Fitunlanya must be considering what price she needs to pay to obtain this king's contract, which is crucial to her personally and the tribe. With Mona Qingren here, it seems impossible for her to do it forcefully. She can only do it softly, but if she does it softly, she must pay the price.

Feitun Lanya's mood was indeed very complicated at this time. She was in a state of confusion and uneasiness. She was a princess of the Ministry of Health, but that damn contract, the contract that she thought was absolutely certain, actually appeared. An accident,

The fat man's style of playing cards without following the rules undoubtedly made her very distressed.

As a vassal tribe of the Grand Duke I, the Duowei Tribe is the main force trying to get close to Turga. It should have received the most generous treatment, but the current tribal leaders' conference has undoubtedly made this expectation a bit slim, regardless of No matter what, the severely weakened Kugit tribes and the Grand Duke, who has firmly controlled the situation in the north, will not see the trend of the strong Duowei tribe continuing to grow.

The most damning thing was that from beginning to end, the fat man didn't say much, just silently admiring the scenery of the Bergs River. She couldn't tell what he was thinking, so naturally she couldn't find an opportunity to get it.

Although Feitunlanya is extremely smart, she also knows that she has no chance to compete with Fatty, a master of layout. The only thing she can do now is to stay by Fatty's side in order to detect some clues in advance. , so that her brother could be mentally prepared. At this moment, she saw the fat man waving to her, with a hint of joy on his pretty face, and quickly confessed to Mona Qing, and walked over eagerly.

"It seems that the Grand Duke still can't stand the grind."

Mona Qing saw her bestie acting so anxiously, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled.