Power and Empire Chapter 3559: Dong Ming (10)
On the first floor of the Biyezhiqiu Hotel, there are a few people sitting in the lobby with a length and width of 50 meters.
As one of the prestigious southern intelligence department of the empire, the lobby, which is completely equipped with a hotel to the outside, is quiet. The lazy sun shines through the decaled glass windows at noon in winter, and the bells of the sky temple are from the east. It came from a distance. Although the Biyezhiqiu Hotel is located in the more elusive corner of the south of the city, an accounting school funded by the empire is on the other side of the street. For this inconspicuous hotel, the nearby passersby and The students of the accounting school were not very careful. Someone once pushed the door in. A hotel attendant stood at the entrance to stop the guests who continued to walk inward and told that only guests with reservations could enter the hotel
Ordinary guests will turn around and leave. This kind of private hotel is not something that ordinary people can consume, and this kind of place is obviously closed inside. It is synonymous with special areas in the West Coast area. With a large number of imperial merchants flocking Entering the west coast, some customs and customs in the imperial region began to spread on the west coast. Private banquets and gatherings among large merchants, especially the representatives of the various forces attracted by the eight horse farms, and the royal families of various countries, in order to show their respective The influence of this kind of luxury comparison has spread to the limitlessness. If you buy the best and most expensive things and don’t show it, it’s not for nothing,
Although the decoration of this hotel is not eye-catching, the semi-old portrait painting at the door makes many people who know the goods feel secretly speechless. The black-haired emperor wearing armor is riding on a white horse, wearing in front of him The countless cavalry in black armor moved forward like ocean waves. Although the flags of both sides of the fierce battle cannot be seen clearly, the magnificent battle scene on the screen makes people involuntarily feel a tragic breath rushing forward.
This is obviously not the kind of work that cheap painters made crudely to make ends meet. Although the emperor’s face is covered with metal visor as always, the black eyes like morning stars are depicted with incomparable charm, that It is a pair of wise, ambitious, hot, and fierce eyes. It seems that all the depictions in the whole painting exist for these eyes
Without the level of a great painter, it is absolutely impossible to draw such a charm. Even an emperor who doesn’t know how to draw can tell at first glance that this is naturally the autograph of the great painter Enkelo, and Enkelo is praised. It’s not ridiculous to be the first portrait master of Southern Europe, this is recognized throughout Europe,
"It is said that what the painter paints is what he thinks in his heart. Do you put a hideous visor on my face? Is it that terrible for me in your heart?" The black-haired young man stood in front of the painting. , After looking up and down, his eyes fell on the visor of the portrait, seemingly dissatisfied and muttered to himself
"Because it is impossible to describe the true charm of your majesty." The peerless beauty beside her mouth has a charming chuckle, and her burgundy hair pouring out like cloth on her knife-shaved shoulders is so beautiful. Ordinary, elegant attire accentuates her outstanding face and shiny delicate skin. She said with a searing and enviable atmosphere, "Of course, this painting has more important uses. In fact, the charm of that pair is incomparable. The eye is a mechanism, which makes it easy for people to stand in the room behind the portrait to see the person who walked in. If they are found inadvertently, because the painting is very realistic, it can be said that the other person is dazzled."
"You also put this kind of mechanism on your paintings..." The black-haired young man was surprised and frowned slightly. "Ask a personal question, even a layman like me can see it, to you It seems that I hate my superb painting skills. Can you tell me why?"
Ancoluo's body trembled slightly, and the pair of charming eyes showed a deep touch, and her thick eyelashes added a touch of sadness to her rippling looks. It was obviously a reminder of something bad, the experience of the royal family of Eero. It’s the thing that Enkelo doesn’t want to remember the most. Her white jade teeth bit her ruddy lips
"Since it's a personal question, can I not answer it?" Encoluo's timid look makes people totally unable to refuse
"I was impolite. If I don't answer, I won't answer. In fact, I'm just curious."
The black-haired young man laughed, and moved that he was a little bit difficult for him. This is the first time that Enkelo has relied on the empire and became the head of the Southern Intelligence Department of the empire. It is said that Enkelo is the emperor of Erot. Luke's professional painter, and he was favored by Farouk because of his excellent painting skills. Farouk is a very demanding emperor, and he can satisfy the demanding Farouk. Obviously, it is not just hard practice. It's that simple, it's that way, but the black-haired young man's eyes still fall involuntarily on Enkelo's hands for painting. It really is a monster. The black-haired young man sighed inwardly, just one hand can make people Fantastically,
"Your Majesty is thinking about how these hands will feel if you touch them. If your Majesty is willing, I don't mind."
Enkelo didn’t mind stretching his fingers. Ten fingers were white and slender like bamboo shoots. They were smooth and tender, with sharp and sharp shapes. They were absolutely superior in terms of hand feeling. They deserved to be a peerless concubine. The emperor seemed to be very grateful for his generosity, and he smiled with a tall, tall, slender mouth, and a very charming manner. With every smile, every move is full of amorous feelings, or glamorous and noble, or instantly enchanting. ,
Years later, whenever I think back to this conversation, Encoluo's mind will come to the face of a black-haired young man with a shriveled expression, and he can't help but smile cheerfully, the man in front of him The difference with the rumors in the outside world is really too big, so Encoluo dare to make such a joke, and there is no need to worry that this man will be angry
I often stretch my feet on the table, or sit cross-legged on the table instead of on the chair. When I was in Eero, various rumors said that he killed people without blinking, but he chopped off dozens of them at every turn. The tyrant who built the capital of the tens of thousands of people was a cruel squeeze of the domestic people, and let the whole life of Obalo live in the water. He was the tyrant who had to take away the last copper of the old lady in the country. His comments were basically The above is how cruel and unkind. But the real situation is completely another matter. If you don’t know it, no one will believe that the shameless and talkative black-haired youth in front of you is the invincible imperial military **** under the banner of the outside world.
"Pudamia should be coming soon. You are not going to arrange her here too, are you?"
The dark-haired young man took a deep breath, walked to the corner of the hall by the window, and looked across the window. In the sunny afternoon, sitting on the innermost bench by the window, looking at the opposite, looking far away The light and shadow exuding youthful young girls are walking around. I have to admit that the position chosen by Encoluo is quite good.
This street is located in a remote area in the south of the city, and in order to be less noticeable, it deliberately chose a location that almost everyone would ignore, and selected the southern intelligence department of the Empire opposite a charming girls’ school. It’s so weird. The black-haired young man can only give a thumbs up to this peerless enchantress and say convincingly! It was an accounting vocational school. On a gate made of white marble, underneath a golden scale was the pattern of empire silver coins. Then it shone in the sun. Through the gate of the school, you could see Yingyingyanyan's charming girl walking inside. Guys, the black-haired youth believe that 19% of people will pay attention to the girls’ school across the street. As for the hotel across the street, who cares, there are not many men in the school, basically The ratio is ten to one, mainly because as more and more former aristocrats are engaged in the ranks of merchants, many former aristocrats’ female relatives have begun to flood into the Imperial College of Accounting, while aristocratic men are often in business schools. /
"In terms of identity, Putamia is after all the pope of a country, and it is not appropriate to receive it by the Southern Intelligence Department. I think it is better for the West Coast Governor's Office to receive Her Royal Highness Putamia. "Ancoluo was slightly silent. Suddenly, there was a rare expression of embarrassment, and he whispered to the black-haired youth that he was unwilling to accept this.
"Don’t worry, Putamia shouldn’t be here as the pope, otherwise it’s too conspicuous. The entire Southern Obalo will know that she came under the Holy Light, so you don’t need to worry about this at all. Putamia will be responsible for you. Remember, don't let her make any accidents, but don't let her make trouble, understand? "The black-haired young man smiled disapprovingly, Putamia the hooligan I will definitely come for the Holy Light. Don’t look in front of outsiders. The female pope has an extremely sacred look, but in her bones she is an absolute hooligan. She is willing to shave, shamelessly, and the black-haired youth is afraid. I really may not be able to handle it!
"Yes, I understand, the subordinates must protect the safety of His Highness the Pope!"
Enkelo looked at the black-haired young man with a malicious smile at the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but chuckle
The female gangster should find a female gangster to deal with. Unko Luo is undoubtedly the best candidate. The person who can put his paintings in the office is not a female gangster! Enkelo was born in Mount Etmund, Mount Etmund is the most loyal running dog of the Erot royal family. For decades, he has competed with the religious regime for decades. The two sides can be said to know the foundation, let alone the former. The emperor Eero, the former head of Eero’s intelligence department, is clear about the number of underpants that the Pope has. The two women have already fought each other secretly. I don’t know how many times they met. This time they met, Putami. Ya, this female hooligan will definitely jump her feet, it's best to go directly to the Muslim regiment in angrily!
The black-haired young man sighed slightly and turned around. "Is the carriage ready?" His eyes were sharp as a knife, and there was no sign of hesitation. The war is still there. The peace here is. Because some people are fighting in blood, fighting fiercely
"Already ready"
Ancoluo nodded respectfully, his body leaned slightly upwards, and the open neckline of the palace suit revealed a beautiful white collarbone
The emperor gave himself the reception of Pudamia, which meant that he was leaving here. In fact, countless eyes were paying attention to this auction on the west coast, focusing on the Holy Light and King Ero. The emperor had quietly thrown away the killer that determined the final direction of the North-South War.
The western front has been torn apart by the empire, but it is very difficult for the empire to move forward. On the one hand, it is because the environment of the Martin Liya prairie is getting colder, and winter is harbinger of coming early. On the one hand, it is because the troops are seriously insufficient!
The main force of the empire is still assembled in the direction of the religious group. The empire has only about 150,000 troops on the west coast. Facing the vast Martin Liya prairie after tearing the opening, 150,000 troops are just one. Dripping water fell into the lake, but the force was dispersed. There were no cities and no roads in the Martin Liya prairie. The tactics of the empire’s accustomed strongholds were completely useless, and they could only rely on their forces to form a line of advancement for mutual support. /
And this cannot prevent the opposing cavalry from circling and counterattacking,
The ability to defeat the silver fox army is mainly due to the use of Stam, a must-save point. Otherwise, in the vast Martin Liya prairie, it is almost impossible to grasp the silver fox army with familiar terrain. The imperial army can only It takes a lot of work, but the effect is only two or three times. However, the silver fox can go straight, choose the attack point, or the side at will, or cut off the back road, or attack the logistics. You can play it whatever you want~ IndoMTL. com~ And if the empire does not attack, in order to defend the long line of defense of the current wolf Xibia corridor, it is conservatively estimated that at least more than 300,000 troops will be needed. This is a gap of 100,000 people, and the Imperial Army may be in the west at any time. The line was beaten back overnight
The Martin Liya Prairie has been an attacker’s nightmare for more than a hundred years. This is not an empty word. The unique environment and terrain are completely different from the dry season and the water season, especially after the winter. What brings is the damp and low temperature, it is the vast and unstoppable howling cold wind. If you are not prepared, it is an ordinary person to freeze a group of soldiers to death overnight
Even Enkelo knows that logistical supplies will be more difficult in winter, and soldiers will need more. Winter has always been a taboo in army combat, but the hole that the empire has finally torn open is obviously It's impossible to return! The empire has stocked a large amount of materials on the border, or can support it, but the gap in military strength cannot be filled in a short time
Boarding on the black carriage stopped outside, the black-haired youth took a deep breath and picked up the materials that had been placed on the table in advance. The black-haired youth turned page by page, under the bright sunshine, layer by layer. The girls holding the scrolls under the leaves of the trees and talking, or represent the sweetest breath in the world, the breath of youth, see more swords and swords, and the sea of corpse mountains and blood. When the war subsides and the gunpowder is scattered, you can feel that it is still here. The world,