Power and Empire Chapter 1183: Fate
The sun shines on the smooth mirror surface of Kulmar, with sparkling waves and white sails like forests. This may be the most lively time of Kulmar since it was built. Hundreds of transport ships and ships transferred from the Admiralty The merchant fleet has gathered in the center of the waterway in the mountainous region of Kurmar in the past few days.
The sails and clouds move in some dazzling sunlight. Heavy commercial ships full of supplies are swaying into the distant port. The huge body pushes the waves to cause the moored ships to float around. White The sails are reflected in the sun, like a cloud floating in the sky, piled up like a mountain of materials lined up on the edge of the lake, dozens of small ports built temporarily are already densely covered with masts,
Fort Kurmar, where the three rivers converge into a lake, is now the largest logistical support point for the Falcons to advance into the Aaron Basin. Materials from all parties have gathered here from the Palavin Waterway and along the mountainous rivers extending in all directions. The bustling sailors, hundreds of huge pulleys used to load and unload materials, are arranged neatly on the shore like raised arms, almost surrounding most of the lake,
Maybe even the Doroks themselves did not expect that in the hinterland of this majestic Baili Mountains, there will be such a scene of gathering sails. I heard the port guard report that the falcon has come down and is on the lake. Prais, who was on the sidelines to check the supplies, hurriedly brought more than a dozen quarters officers to come from the cargo yard by the lake
" Your Majesty, what are you..." Prais raised his head and looked a little surprised as a fat man in a dusty suit jumped off the horse
The fat man glanced at Prais, who was inexplicably surprised, and didn't answer him, instead he asked nonchalantly, "Is that guy dead?
" Which fellow does your majesty refer to? "Prays looked blank. There is only less than 30 miles from the front line Balas to Kurmar. If your Majesty Falcon wants to see himself, just A message is enough, there is no need for such an urgent special trip to come over, could it be that something big happened on the front line
" is the Dorok renegade Moenglige, "the fat man muttered, and handed the whip in his hand to the guard cavalry who accompanied him." The last time you told me to commit suicide in prison"
" He's still... not dead yet" Prais had a weird face, and his voice stopped and said, "It's lucky to say that the dagger that pierced into the chest was pierced by him for unknown reasons. The lining ring buckle was stuck. After medical examination, he suffered only minor injuries. For the sake of prudence, I have put him in solitary custody, and in accordance with His Majesty’s instructions, I have sent a full-time guard team to guard!"
"That's good, send someone to find him immediately!"
The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and rushed all the way, fearing that this guy has died. Anto’s expectations for this guy are great, but it’s quite touching. Some things are like a zipper, as long as you find it Sewing the head, some unbelievable things are like being uncovered by a zipper, but the truth behind this is really cruel and full of helplessness
"Your Majesty wants to see him now, I’m afraid it’s a little bit difficult. Although he didn’t commit suicide, this Moengrigg gave himself up and was drunk like mud all day long. Don’t say to see your Majesty at this moment, just stand up and walk It's all difficult..." Prais looked weird, he wanted to say something but stopped,
"What does it mean to be drunk, why don't I know when we have treated the captives so mildly, and there are still drinks? Prais can give me an explanation." The fat man glanced over with a little dissatisfaction. He gave a heavy snorted, his tone obviously blamed Prais for poor guards
Under the heavy pressure of the fat man, Prays replied with embarrassed expression, "If he doesn't offer alcohol, the guy will clamor to commit suicide, and the subordinates are also very helpless! Subordinates think drunks are better than dead ghosts. , If he died like this, it would have too much influence on our attack on Aaron!"
"Forget it, take me to see him first! Whether he is a drunk or a dead ghost, I will make him sober." The fat man did not want to argue, Prays hurriedly led the way,
Under the **** of the cavalry guards, the fat man followed Praias through the port of the lake, and walked about 300 meters to the northeast, and finally came to a two-story building independent of the lake. From the appearance of the house, it should be the house of a local nobleman in the countryside. Although he already wanted to show the appearance of nobles as much as he could, the arrangement of several brass statues that he thought he had placed at the door was completely out of tune with the bright lake here,
Even fat people who have never been interested in these things know that brass statues should be placed on streets lined with houses. If you look like this kind of lakeside house in front of you, the best decoration is the emerald creeper like a wall. , There is a white marble building that belongs to the years and winds and frosts. It can not only show the identity, but also feel the low-key luxury of a century-old famous family. Such a building is the heritage of a real famous family
"Your Majesty, Moengrig is temporarily detained there!" Prais pointed respectfully to the second floor of the house. Outside the wall, patrolling guards can be seen, and several stern guards stood at the door. From the lake area to here, there are at least three levels to pass, and the officer in charge of each level wears the uniform of a guard
It can be seen from the above that Prais did not say panic. The defense here is second only to the residence of his adjutant. Prais is not a timid person, but he has served The adjutant of the empire, the Swadian nobility at the time was envious of some people, but also some people hated it,
But these people don’t dare to send an assassin to assassinate Prais blatantly, because everyone knows the style of Vijaya Falcon’s blood and blood. If Prais is killed, just show some of his feet, the Falcon’s Angrily, the entire Palavin will be a scene of a sea of blood, corpse mountain,
But there is always a bit of enthusiasm and it is easy to be pushed down in front. The Swadian style has always worshiped chivalry, so some people suggested to challenge Prais in the name of a duel,
In a sense, Prais is a Swadian after all. For these impatient duels, he had to adopt a very simple but effective method, that is, outside his mansion. Dense guard posts, make a tightly guarded, extremely tense situation,
If you receive an invitation from a nobleman to a duel, Prais’s mansion will immediately burst out that the deputy chief was assassinated,
As for who the assassin is, it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if you catch it or not. Generally, the tumult will be calmed down. The important thing is that the deputy chief is injured. A duel is absolutely impossible.
This incident was once rumored to be a joke in Paravin. Those who are jealous of Prays can finally vent their dissatisfaction with a certain sneer, which invisibly helps Prays reduce It’s been a lot of trouble. People are like this. People who are too perfect are synonymous with being attacked.
Fatty's performance on this matter is noncommittal. If Prais is still such a heroic and stalwart in the hearts of the Swadians, then I really have to worry about it. Although Swadian is dead, he is the center of the continent. Although the Swadians of Swadian have been hit hard and their population has been slashed by half, the honor that has been cultivated over the past hundreds of years has inspired these chivalrous guys in their bones.
If there is a man of great prestige standing up and raising his arms, no one dares to say that the millions of Swadian people will not dare to move enthusiastically, and such a person, in the current Swadian There is only one, and that is Prais who once led Swadian against the Dongting people
Prais clearly knows this. As the number one person of the Swadian faction in the military, he has never shown that he is too close to other generals of the same origin. Behavior,
Although he is the empire’s high-powered deputy commander in charge of military affairs, he still maintains fairness and justice in the distribution of various military supplies. Even in the face of the former enemy Dongting people, in the Battle of the North, there was no Show any improper place, the wind of the general who can bend and stretch is vividly revealed
Fatty once made such a joke to Prais, "My deputy, he pretends to be confused if you say he is shrewd, you say he is foolish, sometimes he is shrewd and terrifying, but one thing has not changed. That is, no matter where you go, the quality of ridicule is always unbeatable! He is an outlier among the Swadians. He despises the spirit of chivalry in his mouth, but he has the spirit of chivalry in his bones,
is like a man on the road at night, facing the raging waves of the times, whether it is blood thorns or sharp blade storms, I will always move forward alone, with my arms stretched out invisibly, protecting the followers behind. But how many people can really know this? "
"Your Majesty!" Seeing the people behind Adjutant Prais, several guards guarding the door knelt on one knee.
" Get up! "The fat man immediately waved his hand and pointed inward, "How about you? Are you drunk today?"
"The guard at the door of IndoMTL.com hesitated for a moment and did not dare to answer, but his expression had undoubtedly indicated everything. The fat man twitched his nose, and he could smell a strong smell of alcohol at the door. Fluttering in the wind, here is about 10 meters away from the small building, you can imagine what a scene inside
"Forget it, you stay, I will go in and see by myself!"
The fat man got off the horse impatiently and tidied his collar. Plais hurried to the front to stop him and said, "Your Majesty, please take the safety of the empire as your top priority.
"Don't worry, it's just a frustrated drunk" Fatty said disapprovingly
"Your Majesty, if you really need to ask him about anything important, please let me go." Prais knelt down in front of the fat man on one knee,
"I know your loyalty, but there are some things that only I can talk to him alone!" The fat man patted Prays on the shoulder and went straight into the small building.
The inside of the building is very dark, almost no lights are visible, and all kinds of **** are just thrown away on the ground in a mess. Most of them are wine bottles made of clay pots. The building is not big, except for a living room. Three residences,
The fat man pushed aside one of them and took a look, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, it was really messy, when he saw the last room,
As the door was pushed open, there was a crisp sound in the room, an empty wine bottle was hit by the door, and it slid forward, and finally stopped on a figure standing next to the window. ,
"Who?" A drunken voice came from the window, and a pair of beast-like **** eyes looked through the darkness
"I, Anto uses his head as a gift for someone you can see!" A cold and serious voice responded (finished).