Power and Empire Chapter 208: Monthly Banquet (1)

The three major Rage Waves became an isolated island in the sea. The nine main Hulin ships carried troops and voyages in a circle around Sichuan, like a group of bloodthirsty wolves. The sunken sea **** made room for the Hulin people. The sea is terribly silent, only the sound of the sea breeze and the fierce crackling of the fire on the sea god,

Either the Hulin or the Dylans looked at the slowly sinking Dylans Poseidon battleship with solemn expressions. The mast of the battleship collapsed in the fire. Smashed on the upper deck, the corpses of the Forens and Hulins were stacked on top of each other. The Hulins did not clean up the battlefield, nor did they remove their own bodies, but set a torch to bury the sea god. Born in the sea and returned to the sea is an oath shared by all sea peoples. This can be regarded as respect for the tenacious fight against opponents.

On the Dylans flagship Rage Wave, thousands of Dylans sailors seem to have a premonition of their fate, except for the footsteps of heavy infantry walking on the armor, which is the sound of the winch of the trebuchet with all their strength. The heavy trebuchet creaked and tightened. The final battle is about to begin

After clearing the surrounding sea gods, several Hulin clan main battleships squeezed over with a bang. The ship's side of the Angry Wave was shattered by the collision, dozens of planks were put down, and densely packed Hu Lin people appeared on the opposite deck.

"Let it!" The sailor Dylans shouted and let go of the pattern plate in his hand. Numerous rubbles mixed with fragments of the ship's plank fell from the air, chaos mixed with curses, and the Hu Lin suddenly fell. But this does not have much impact on the overall situation. Although the Dylans are very strong, but with the increasing number of Hulins, the weak defenses of the Dylans have fled,

"We didn't lose! We won't lose! Any runaway, this is the end!" Dylanstasai's face was crazy and terrible, his messy beard stood upright in anger, shouting to cut down a backing Dylan Soldiers,

He waved his commanding knife and rushed up in person. Several Hu Lin people had already followed him, and they surrounded him with agility. "Want to kill me? Then show your true ability!" Dyrenstasai glanced contemptuously at a few people. The old but not thin body looked like a dragon into the sea, and the sword in his hand turned into a sword.

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After cutting over a dozen people in a row, Hu Lin people from all directions swarmed over, several Hu Lin clan knives passed over him, he fell unwillingly, and the raging Hu Lin tide quickly drowned the thin Wallens people and angry waves. The fall of the horn brought a broken end to the Dylans era.

"There are still two days to be Dillance's celebration banquet. I hope I can see the patriarch's figure by then!" The fat man turned his head from the huge and sad figure of the Rage Wave, and Hu Lanya, who was quietly heartened behind him, said with a smile. "This is natural. The Samer and the Hulins are allies of the blood oath. Even if the governor is not clear about his request, we will not let the Dylans people be so stable."

The five-mast battleship Ryu Tao is now the most powerful warship of this era. It has a solid hull, a wide cabin, and is fully capable of ocean navigation. The data is far higher than the main Hulin battle. The ship, captured the Rage, and used it as a model to build his own five-mast warship. This is the main purpose of the Hu Lin people's participation in the war.

For Hu Lanya, this battle to determine maritime supremacy is enough for her to gain huge prestige and support, and her territory will be more stable. There have always been different voices in the clan regarding the alliance with the Samor people

"The Samor people are the masters of the land, and the Hulin people are the masters of the sea. We have no need to depend on the Samors." Now this voice can shut up. The new type of Samor warship uses its outstanding ability and bravery to show Thanks to the strength of the new Samor navy, it is fully qualified to become an ally of the Hulins at sea.

A strong and rich ally without conflict of interest, this is a good choice for both Samor and Hulin. With the powerful Hu Lin, they can use the funds originally planned to build the navy. Xun has turned into the start-up capital for maritime commerce to alleviate the current financial difficulties faced by Samer. This is a win-win situation.

"It's over!" The fat man glanced at the Dylans Naval Unicorn Battle Standard that had fallen from the mast of the Rage Wave one last time. The flag flying in the air has long been torn into strips, and the fluttering strips are like arms unwilling to lose something, dancing in the boundless sky.

The fat man got into the cabin with a calm face, found a comfortable chair, closed his eyes and looked at him, then returned to persuading the Hu Lin to send troops from the nest. The fat man hadn’t closed his eyes for a day and night, although the silence around him could only be felt. The hull swayed in the waves. Although there is no one in the cabin,

But the fat man couldn't calm down in his heart. The unwilling shouts of the soldiers of Perrence seemed to linger in their ears, the pungent smell of sulfur that permeated the sea also made the nose itchy, blood-stained war chess, sunken sea god, and piled up corpses as the hull sank into the sea for an era. It's over, just like the beginning of a new era, blood is always accompanied by the rise and fall of hegemony

The Dylans concubine fleet took off at once; eight unicorns and eight Poseidon. The giant five-masted flagship, nearly 6,000 outstanding sailors and ship-borne soldiers, who are often dragged down, were submerged by the sea. From this moment on, the Dylans can no longer compete with the Hulins, and the Hulins navy will soon control this. Films have long coveted the sea, the sea will become a thing of the past

According to the agreement, the islands on the Perens Sea will be the key targets of the Hulins. The sovereignty of all the islands belongs to the Samor. This makes Samor more than 30 more maritime territories, but the Hulins Have the right to open resources and garrison on it, as opposed to Sea Dylans, who is good at governing islands. The Hu Lin people seem to be more focused on destruction rather than construction. For the Hu Lin people who have been wandering in the sea for hundreds of years, it is the right way to build the best five-masted ocean-going warship as soon as possible and find the way back to their hometown.

The fat man fell asleep in various thoughts, it was very fragrant and sweet, until the captain of the guard Sophie Momocha gently woke him up at Hulin Port, "My lord, the carriage is ready to go to the bus."

The fat man awoke from the vagueness. He heard the hustle and bustle of Hu Lin Port. The huge Rage was dragged back to Hu Lin City by eight Hu Lin battleships. Seeing this huge ship representing hope and nightmare, all the Hu Lin people shouted with joy. This is the spiritual ship of the enemy Persian, and now it belongs to Hu Lin

"Have you arrived at the port so soon?" The fat man shook his head in pain, with the sound of cannons in his ears. Suomi Mocha stood with a black and red leather cloak in his hand. Behind Fatty, a pair of pretty eyes stared at Fatty’s tired back slightly. Since accompanying Fatty to the South, everything about Fatty has been unreservedly seen in her eyes. The **** and conspiracy competition has turned into fat disappearing from Fatty’s body. Meat, not many people would think that under the aura of Governor Samer who dominates the south is a fat man with a haggard face

"Do you think we can succeed this time?" The fat man obviously hadn't recovered from the confusion. While talking to himself, he took the raccoon skin cloak from Sophie Mocha and put it behind him, and Wang stepped out of the cabin. The fierce sea breeze rushed in with the biting water vapor, which made the fat man who had not woken up yet shivered,

"This winter is coming too soon, and I will be fine in one month." The fat man tightened his cloak tightly, and said with emotion, his confused eyes were completely awake, and his black pupils gave out a deep light. The black carriage stopped quietly at the exit of the ship's side, and everyone's eyes were on the huge figure of the Rage. No one noticed that a fat man got into the inconspicuous black carriage.

"Slap" the fat man gently opened the door of the carriage. Exposed the gorgeous red velvet seat inside. The pure golden armrests studded with countless diamonds gleamed, and the backrest of the carriage seat has been replaced with expensive Tonysha crocodile leather. This was originally Dardanilhe’s carriage, but now it’s Fatty’s carriage in the south.

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The original golden car body was all replaced with the unique black paint of Samer. No one can recognize this. The ordinary looking carriage can no longer be ordinary. It is the original "Golden Palace!" of the Dardanelles family.

The fat man almost plunged in, and Sophie Momocha sat opposite the fat man behind him. The fat man’s fat fingers tapped on the carriage plank behind him, "Go to the carriage!" The carriage slowly drove onto the broken carriage. Stone Road, Fatty knows that there is still an unusual war waiting for him there,

The roads of Wocheze are still chaotic. The four uneven muddy roads made the fat man's carriage see the low gate of the city until late at night. Tax collector Hebers rubbed his sleepy eyes~IndoMTL.com~The sound of wagon wheels from far and near made him stand up in confusion. The city gate torch shines on his face, half light and half dark,

"The city gate tax is late, and the aisle tax is 6 coppers. The in-kind tax is a copper, pay, talk. Hebos subconsciously chanted in his mouth, and walked over with joy,

"Dang Na" with a crisp sound, Hebers's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, and a billowing gold coin bounced out of the carriage window, spinning in the air, and slipping out of his eyes. I played a few rolls on the soft ground, and stopped with the rickety head facing upwards. On the gold coins, the head of Jianjin of King Guitar III seemed to be smiling at him

"You are a generous adult, and your aspirations are higher than the Teura Snow Mountain, and you are more wise than Governor Samor, you." Herbs bent over with joy and picked up the gold coin, thinking about it. All the words of praise that can be used, praise this generous nobleman. This is the most generous person he has ever seen since he was a tax collector. A gold coin is enough for him to buy a good piece of land in the outskirts and become a small and comfortable farm owner.

For his praise, the carriage passed by him without stopping, leaving only a faint voice "This is really an interesting person!"

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