Power and Empire Chapter 41: Blackmail (1)
"Women? Beautiful women, stunning beauties, sinking fish and geese, warm jade and fragrant... I bought cakes... Two attractive long legs..."
The fat man stared at the Kujit woman who led the way in with a look of **** and shamelessness. His saliva almost came out of his mouth. It has been almost a year since he came into this world. This is the first time Du Yu saw such a beautiful woman.
"Tata" I saw a beautiful woman with a height of nearly 1.75 meters and two tall, heavy armored Kujit guards strode into the hall. The collocation of beautiful women and strong men stimulated the fat man. Eyeball
"Kujit man is not good, this woman is really good! Proud, tender, pretty, wild, sexy"
This is the first time a fat man has seen what a Kujit woman looks like.
Under the white fox velvet cap is a pretty face of a young girl full of wild nature, with exquisite features and a very small nose, which shows that the girl is an arrogant person
A pair of beautiful big eyes flashed with the sky-like spirituality of the prairie people, and a thick white leather coat was wrapped in a delicate half-length red scaly armour. Two raised point-looking fat guys dreamed endlessly.
A belt inlaid with gorgeous sapphires outlines an unbearable waistline, and the red scaly hem outlines an attractive arc,
The two explosive legs almost didn’t let the fat man’s eyes pop out of his eye sockets. The pretty and wild nature was heroic, even more heroic and glamorous
Finally, the fat man’s eyes were fixed on a luxurious sapphire waist knife on the girl’s waist
"This knife is very familiar! Where have I seen it?"
The fat man touched his fat chin very playfully, his face suddenly changed, and his heart was throbbing so hard that he was splashed with cold water
Isn't this the commanding knife of Prince Kujit that I captured! It's exactly the same as this Kujit woman's waist knife, do they have any ulterior ties?
Did the Kujites know that they did that **** eagle's son? Now I'm running to kill myself
The fat man shuddered, and the little flowery running without a trace just now
"Dear Samor Fortress Commander, I am Thris from the Kujit Prairie. I am here on behalf of the great King of Kings, the Kujit Prairie, and the King of Belo Lake. You negotiate the issue of the prisoners!"
The beautiful Serris saw the obscene fat man on the seat, and she couldn't help but disgusted with frowning beautiful eyebrows. Thinking of the great responsibility she had, she had to secretly suppress her anger and bend over to the fat man on the seat. Tao, the voice is as clear as the northern spirit bird in the mountain stream, and the fat man is itchy in his heart
"Captive? I have a captive in the hands of the Kujit? Why don't I know"
Fatty looked at the three kings of his own with a puzzled look, blinked his small eyes on the seat, and counted to himself, Caesar Sauron, Crolitsat, and Statunko.
That’s right, no more, no more, three brothers are all there, one by one shows an inexplicable look like himself, only the **** Caesar demon seems to have guessed something, and he returns with a meaningful look. The fat guy who is watching is depressed, this demon is not a thing, he always likes to talk half way, this habit is too unpleasant
I was like this when I taught myself to ride a horse last time, and now I am like this again. If I explained to myself the reason why the Kujites came to my fortress earlier, I wouldn’t have to be so embarrassed.
"Where did you come from, what the **** are the Kurgits doing?"
The fat man muttered in his heart, looking at Scerise below with a puzzled face
"Respected commander, our great Kujit Khan is willing to follow the tradition of your Wichiya knights and allow you to exchange food for the spoils we captured. This is the list of the nobles we captured"
The beautiful Kujit girl Siselisi saw the dead fat man in the seat with a puzzled face, and passed the paperwork in her hand to the guard next to her to continue.
"Aristocrat? Captive? Don't care about me! It's best to be dead, a bunch of moths who eat and don't work"
This is the fat man’s first idea to open the guard and submit the list of prisoners,
"These guys are very fat, this is a good deal"
This is the second thought that came to the fat man’s mind,
because the fat man saw an acquaintance in it at a glance, one of the leaders of Hertha, the largest smuggling chamber in the north, Baron Lidastorf
The hapless Lidastorf was also caught by the Khergits and placed on the fourth side of the thick list. It seems that the Khergits have high hopes for him
It’s no wonder that the 260,000 gold coins that promised to buy my own porcelain have not been shipped. I was slaughtered by myself in the south, and then I was caught by the Kujit. This guy was lucky last year.
Fatty took a closer look. There are a total of 159 nobles on the list, including almost all the families in the north. The largest is a grand duke of the Jones family, and the smallest is also a viscount with a fief. This must be redeemed. I was afraid that it would be impossible without millions of stones of food. The fat man secretly weighed "It's too uneconomical. Spend millions of food to exchange for a bunch of masters."
It seems that the Kujites are good to these people, and they are still feeding them deliciously when the food is tight. They are ready to wait for the truce to exchange money with the kingdom. Who knows that this battle will last for half a year. The Kugits who are short of food can't bear it.
"What do these people have to do with me? Why do I exchange food for them, the defeated generals, our great King is very kind if he doesn't kill them. If you like to raise these worms, just raise them. In the years of war and chaos, who still cares about these things leisurely, even if it is a landlord, there is no surplus for the landlord’s family these days."
The fat man waved his hand very generously. Although he moved a little, he still put on a careless and indifferent expression. The way of negotiation is the most minded. The more you want, the more you have to show no care, see. The Kurgits were also anxious when they came out, otherwise they wouldn't take the initiative to send someone to negotiate with the commander of their small fortress before the end of the war.
Anyway, these nobles have been captured by the Khergits not a day or two. Those who eat Khergits and drink Khergits are anxious about what they want to do.
"This is too shameless!"
Currys, a Kujit girl, did not expect that such a sentence would pop out of a Vickia commander, she was a bachelor than her Kujit, and she kept these nobles anyway.
This fat man can't wait to put these nobles to death. There is a bit of the Wichiya knight who cherished reputation in the past~IndoMTL.com~ but he didn't expect that the one he came across was a mind thinner than the tip of a needle, not at all. Fatty loser
originally prepared a full-bodied bargaining rhetoric, and sent it to use at once, and calculated all the possibilities, but did not count "the other party will not bird you at all"
"They are all the nobles of your Vekia! Isn't the nobles who redeemed their own country the tradition of your Vekia?"
Cherish, the Kujit girl, was anxious, and the arrogance on her face disappeared invisible.
"Aristocrat? What is an aristocrat! It's a kingdom worm, a bunch of slackers who don't pay taxes, a bunch of wastes who do nothing except take off their pants and sleep women!"
Fatty suddenly stood up from his seat and said sternly, completely ignoring the embarrassed expression of the brother sitting below, and shutting up the Kujit girl who was still about to continue.
"What should I do? Do you really want to attack this fortress guarded by wizards?"
Kujit girl Sceris couldn't help but feel abrupt. Just now, she followed the guards all the way in. Although it was dark to see the full view of the castle fortress, some of the facilities she thought about during the reconsideration on the road still chilled her.
Especially the dozens of large iron pots standing on the walls of the city, making Scerise suspect that the commander here is a wizard who spreads the plague of death, and those dozens of iron pots are used to refine witches. Surgical.
"In fact, we can also talk peacefully. I have what you want, and you also have what I want. Don’t you have a lot of gold coins? That is more interesting to me than the nobility. !"
The fat man looked at the embarrassing scene below. The three kings under him were staring at him with grievances, and the Kujit girl was also pale when she was frightened by herself, feeling that she had acted a little too much, and couldn’t help but sway. Another **** sitting on the seat