Realm of Power

715 The South’s Decision (3)

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In the evening in the plain countryside, it is just ten minutes after sunset. The dense plain forests are shrouded in golden silence. Looking at the mountains covered with sunset in the distance,

The fat man rode his horse across a stone bridge. This was a depression leading to the three northern counties. The terrain was not high, but it was the only way to the three northern counties.

Through the woodland in front of you, you can see from a distance newly built small villages scattered among the clusters of woodland. A silvery broad-like river extends from the end of the land.

Pale white smoke lingers in the villages, the air is filled with the fragrance of straw, herdsmen driving their livestock home, businessmen passing by with loads of goods, children chasing and playing behind the creaking carriages, cuckoos in the river In the woods on the edge, a voice screamed with a hoarse voice, dragging the sound and fluttering away in the distance.

Under the golden sunset, the large and small lakes on the plain are like shining golden pearls, the rising and falling white water birds, the shining golden ridges, all the way to the forest shaded by the sun. As far as the mountain,

It makes everything look so beautiful, the white waves are rolling on the river, the turbulent water is beating on the piers of the stone bridge, and the sweet sound of rushing is heard from time to time.

This stone bridge is very simple, but you can vaguely see the characteristic bridge drums of the Millennium Dynasty hundreds of years ago from the railings of the stone bridge. It is like a small castle shape, with a semi-arc fan protruding from the side of the bridge.

There are many such antique buildings in the area close to the Palawan Plain. They all indicate that this place was once the center of the continent and the imperial capital of a thousand-year dynasty. However, the wind and rain of the years have long submerged the original prosperity, leaving only this lonely stone bridge. Still holding on silently

"Your Majesty, ahead is the town of Langudika. It's getting late. Let's rest there for the night before leaving." Turrit Corin, who was riding a horse, pointed to the town in the distance and said.

"Well, it's time to take a good rest." The fat man smiled. He was used to seeing the tragic battle scenes in the Palawan Plain, and suddenly seeing such a paradise-like scene made the fat man feel that all the hard work in the past three months was worth it. It was worth it. The death of King Dongting Khan finally brought this tragic war to an end.

In this war, the Falcon Dynasty defeated the Dongting people and marched south, once again proving the strength of the new overlord. The arrogant 100,000 Dongting army was wiped out in an instant, leaving Vecia Falcon, the continent's number one general, His prestige has reached its peak again, but Fatty doesn't feel anything worthy of excitement or joy. Instead, he feels an indifferent sadness in his heart.

War is always a terrible double-edged sword. Looking at the tragic situation in the north of Ruidian, Fatty is glad that the place of this war is not Wikiya.

The cruelty of the Dongting people is inherited from the national style of the Kugit people

Direct, exterminating and brutal killing is often the best way to scare the enemy and weaken the opponent's strength. The growth of population is slow and it is difficult to replenish it quickly.

The densely populated northern region of Ruidian was devastated in this catastrophe.

What was once the most prosperous area on the mainland is now a completely dead land. According to statistics from Bertrand Bonnie, before the war, the eight northern counties of Ruidian had a population of about 6.7 million. After the war, judging from the statistics of the recovered areas, , but there were less than 700,000 people, and 80% of the towns along the way were destroyed.

It seems that the Falcon Dynasty has gained a lot of benefits from this battle. Not only did it acquire the three northern counties that are rich in products, but it also acquired the eight northern counties of Ruidian in one fell swoop. This is enough to make the Falcon Dynasty truly one of the most powerful states in Iraq. The largest country in the Kadiva continent,

But in fact, there was only Fatty. Under the glory, there were all kinds of terrifying whirlpools that devoured the kingdom's finances. For this battle, the Falcon Dynasty spent a lot of money. Nearly 100,000 troops were stationed for 3 months, and the daily expenditure was 100,000 gold coins. Above, the pension for those killed and injured in battle also cost a huge 3 million yuan.

The resettlement of 2 million displaced Redian refugees and the economic revitalization plan for the three northern counties, the relocation of the nomadic lands of the West Kugits to the south, the stability and food relief of the occupied areas,

"Money, it's all money." Every time he thinks of this, the fat man who believes in money feels heartbroken. The Falcon Dynasty's treasury is now in a state of being unable to make ends meet.

The commercial taxes collected on a quarterly basis have not yet been collected, and the national treasury only has a base of less than 10 million. It would be better in peacetime, but at this moment when money is being thrown around, it seems a bit uncertain.

Especially the millions of Ruidian refugees who have just settled in the three northern counties and the Amyra region. Once handled improperly, an unmanageable mess like the one in southern Ruidian will erupt.

The thought of millions of rioting refugees makes Fatty feel numb. The entire Falcon Dynasty has just exceeded 10 million people, and the riots are one-tenth of the number. It is still such a concentrated outbreak. It is definitely a disaster. , the impact of which will destroy the newly recovered economy and construction jobs,

Every day, Fatty must carefully inspect each resettlement area. Every day, Fatty is exhausted, but he can't sleep peacefully. Whether he opens his eyes or closes his eyes, it's always hard to stop thinking.

Even with the special massage techniques of Nv Wu Tulit Colleen, I can only have a short intoxication. This is because the mental pressure is too great. The fat man must temporarily get pregnant, otherwise, this feeling of depression will lead to depression. When it comes to relaxing, the three northern counties with beautiful scenery are definitely the ones to choose from. It is a good place to supervise the construction process of the three northern counties.

Entering the town, several accompanying cavalry guards quickly found a hotel that was not in a good location. They handed the reins of the war horses to the guards. The fat man walked into the hotel.

This is a two-story building shrouded in gray twilight, with a rusty red iron roof and dark windows. In front of the big door is a small, dilapidated cherry orchard.

It is surrounded by a simple wooden fence, which looks dark.

Under the window stood a row of sleepy sunflowers, their heavy heads drooping.

On the left side of the house, a small windmill rattles, which is a very common decoration in northern counties, in order to use that sound to scare away uninvited guests such as hares.

\u0026nb♦♦sp; The layout of the hotel is not bad. There is a red bonfire burning in the wall hall on the side of the lobby, and there is a hot soup with a fragrant aroma on it. For long-distance travelers, there is nothing better than this. What's even more satisfying is that this delicious flavor seasoned with bone soup is enough to make people salivate.

But this feeling of tranquility did not last long.

"Catch 'em"

A burst of fierce noise came from outside the door, and then two figures rushed in eagerly from outside the door. The huge impact force directly knocked out the two shaky iron doors.

A middle-aged man covered in blood covered one behind him, pointing the sword in his hand at the dozen or so people who rushed in from outside the door.

Bright red blood dripped down the knight's sword in his hand and fell to the ground. There were bloody wounds on his right foot and arm. His pale face was full of a ferocious look before death.

Like a beast driven into despair, it uses all its strength to make its final roar

"Well, could it be her?"

The fat man stared at the middle-aged man behind him and let out a low voice in surprise.

The person he was being protected by by the middle-aged man was none other than Tiernuris whom he met on the mountain trail a month ago.

It's just that at this moment, the most beautiful woman of the Tire family, known as the volcanic red rose, looks quite embarrassed. Not to mention her disheveled hair, her usual red dress has also been replaced by a very simple robe, which looks very low-end at first glance. This also caused Fatty to not recognize her in the first place.

"Tirnarant, it's useless for you to run away. The second prince has issued a pursuit order, so it's useless even if you run to Wikiya." The shouts of the besiegers made the fat man's eyebrows jump.

"Tirnalant"

The fat man's eyes quickly lit up, like two swords, falling on the blood-covered man in front of him.

This is an absolutely handsome man, with a jet-black warlord covering his smooth brown forehead, two slender eyebrows, and a pair of melancholy white and slightly blue eyes, deep and gentle, and there is a sharp look in his eyes. Light is a person. His thoughts, words and deeds are the crystallization of wisdom and thinking.

"Tsk tsk" The fat man sighed secretly. No wonder this guy is so popular wherever he goes. This good-looking appearance is so deceiving. Who would have thought that this handsome guy could be a top conspirator?

"Your Majesty, it's the wanted criminal from Tiernarant." The captain of the Guards squadron looked at the fat man with hesitant expression, and his hand had already grasped the handle of the sword.

Tiernarant is only 7.8 meters away from the fat man. As long as the fat man gives a hint, the guard squadron leader will stab Tiernarant in the back.

"Why are you looking at me?" The fat man snorted in dissatisfaction and whispered, "Why don't you save people?"

Book ^ net ^ e ^ see e ^ see. Save people? "The captain of the Guards Squadron was stunned for a moment. What do you mean by your majesty? Isn't Tiernarant always someone that your majesty wants to deal with quickly?"

After the fat man whispered: If he dies, don't live anymore, the squadron leader suddenly realized, and with a few of his men, he walked towards the dozen or so surrounded people.

"You want to do it?" One of the besiegers who noticed something was wrong turned his head. He looked at the Guards Squadron Leader and several of his men.

"I don't want to do it, I just want to..." the Guards squadron leader said lightly with a hint of evil smile. The moment his voice paused, the sword in his hand had been unsheathed, and it was like a sharp lightning flashing across the opponent's face. throat

"Pfft" A huge human head flew into the air, and bright red blood spurted out from the headless corpse that was still standing, like a red fountain.

"Kill" other guards started to attack one after another. Their swords were as bright as snow. These elite warriors who killed people like chopping vegetables were almost effortlessly chopped down to the ground like a dozen besiegers.

The ferocious shouts of killing suddenly filled the hotel, and the screams one after another were particularly sad because they attacked from behind the besiegers. It happened suddenly, and the Falcon Guards' attack was very fierce. Not only three people were beheaded on the spot, but also dozens of others. The individual was also disemboweled, and the corpses lay scattered on the ground. Blood mixed with internal organs flowed all over the floor. The hotel owner and others were so frightened that they only dared to hide in a corner and tremble.

"Thanks"

Things happened too fast. The middle-aged man who was surrounded at this time realized that these people were here to help him, even though it was difficult for him to even stand due to his injuries and blood loss.

But he still insisted on supporting the table with his hands and staggered towards the fat man.

And on the face of Tirnuris, who was hiding behind Tirnalant, she was about to salute to express her gratitude.

But the moment his eyes came into contact with the fat man with a smile on his face, the expression on his face was absolutely wonderful, including surprise, sleepiness, hesitation, panic, shame, and even a hint of anger.

"You're old and you don't say hello?" The fat man helped Tyrnarant sit down with his hands and winked at Tyrnuris who looked horrified.

715 The South’s Decision (3)

715 The South’s Decision (3)