"Very good, Lidakus did a good job!" When receiving the news that the two regions of Skivo announced their obedience to the northwest coast, the fat man was carrying a high-spirited army of 30,000. On the way to the capital of the Principal of Baston, on the vast and flat terrain, spears were like forests and black armor, and teams of grassland cavalry rushed past the side, and the military flag was filled with autumn wind.

This is the Akiya Plain, where the capital of the Principality of Baston is located. The withered weeds in autumn sway with the blowing wind.

"Baston's messenger?" The fat man stopped his horse and looked at the guard kneeling in front of him with sharp eyes.

"Yes, the other party is in the town in front, carrying the documents and seals of the Duke of Baston, saying that there is something important to meet His Majesty." The guard raised his head and replied loudly.

"The Bastons are indeed not as tough as the Braces!" The fat man narrowed his eyes slightly, tightened his horse whip, and looked at the sky outside.

The autumn sun shines brightly on the ground, and there is a little white feeling around it. The town with spire buildings in the distance, and the autumn grass moving with the wind makes people sleepy. Under the pressure of the army, the Bastons finally showed signs of surrender. "Your Majesty, we are less than fifty miles away from the capital of the Bastons, and now we think of sending people to negotiate! It's too late!" The one-eyed dragon Salon said with a warlike look on the side. This attack on Breth, the Breth people's tenacious resistance made the Salon legion slow. Finally, he defeated the Breth army. His Majesty the Falcon himself needed to take action. It really made Salon feel very embarrassed. This resentment was spread to the Baston people.

The 25,000 Saron Legion soldiers were divided into three groups and surrounded the capital of Baston. The fat man personally led 15,000 prairie cavalry to crush the front. The defense line of the Duchy of Baston was even more contracted, and the troops were less than 15,000. Almost completely abandoned the entire area with Breth. All the troops were concentrated in the Akia Plain where the capital was located. Faced with the army's pressure, the Duchy of Baston was filled with sadness, and a large number of refugees ran out from the direction of the capital of Baston.

"Let's go and have a look first." The fat man hesitated for a moment, sorted out his wrinkled clothes, entered the town, and strode towards the wèizhi that the guards pointed to. In the deepest part of the house, there was an independent small attic, which looked like a place to discuss private matters. There was no decoration around the small attic. Even a green grass was carefully pulled away. The guards in black armor were scattered around, with a look of alert. The guard captain said that he had searched closely and there was no danger!

When the fat man stepped into the room, he saw a man in a white Baston uniform sitting upright. He walked up to him, and sat down and looked at him carefully. This was a man in his forties, dressed neatly and always had a gentle smile on his face.

"You are..." The fat man looked into his eyes with an expression that he didn't know who he was.

"Dear Your Majesty Falcon!" The man's eyes showed a hint of fear. After taking the next package from behind, he handed it to the fat man. "Below is Baston's Foreign Officer Gorton. He only represents the Duke to convey our kindness."

"bona fide?"

The fat man frowned slightly and waved his hand to the guard beside him.

The guard took the package handed over by Gorton. After taking a closer look, he slowly opened the cover of the package, and a dazzling blue light shot out from it. As the package was completely opened, dozens of large sea pearls were revealed.

They are all round and bright, and they are radiant, and they are priceless treasures at first glance.

"This is..." The fat man's eyes narrowed into a line

"These are twenty deep-sea beads hidden by the Duke of Baston, symbolizing the twenty areas of Baston and are an embodiment of authority." Gorton smiled and explained the origin of these pearls. The symbolic significance of these pearls is more amazing than their gorgeous appearance.

"Since that's the case, why should I send it to me?"

The fat man glanced slightly. Although these deep-sea pearls were very good, they were really unfamiliar to the fat man who lives in the mainland of Icardiva. The other party really treated him as a barbarian who had never seen the world.

Gorton's face was filled with smiles, "Because the two countries of Baston and the Falcon Kingdom can form brotherly countries."

"Oh? That's that simple?" A cold light flashed in the fat man's eyes.

Gorton's smile suddenly froze, and he realized that he was facing the rumored king of barbarians who were murderous, and the powerful monarch who could even knock Breth down the walls.

He quickly moved a few steps and whispered, "Of course, we are not so superficial. The alliance agreement cannot prove anything in the current chaotic times..." Gorton stopped straightening and said loudly, "Our Duke wants to marry your country and betroth his beloved daughter to His Majesty the Falcon. If possible, His Majesty's descendants can still inherit the Principality of Baston and truly unify the two countries."

The fat man was stunned for a long time before saying, "You mean political marriage."

"Where, Your Majesty is so serious?" Gorton smiled. "How many heirs do you duke have? "The fat man's face is cold and cold" three. Three! The duke has a total of two men and one woman heirs. "Gorton's forehead is full of sweat, his voice trembles and his slightly depressing breathing." Send the two male heirs, and get rid of marriage!" The fat man said lightly, "The Duchy of Baston must admit that it belongs to the northwest coast and is willing to submit to the jurisdiction of the northwest ruler! The Falcon Kingdom can garrison troops in the Duchy of Baston ""This..." Gorton's body trembled slightly, his face was ashamed. He heard that the Fat Man, the king of barbarians, was a rich and lustful person, so he took out something to target the other party's weakness, but he didn't expect that the other party was completely unmoved.

Giving the male heirs of the two Principalities to the Falcon Kingdom is undoubtedly a complete move to the future of the Principality and become the puppet of the other party! "What, don't you want to! Come and see off the guests!" The fat man stood up and said coldly. "For those who have not even had their own identity, I don't think there is still a need to continue to talk about them. Take all these things back, because I will take them myself soon!" No, don't do this, Your Majesty Falcon! If you are not satisfied with these conditions, we can still talk about them!" Gorton was so scared that his face was pale, and he knelt on the ground with his knees, and shouted loudly, "Do you think there is still a need to continue to talk?"

The fat man looked down and said slowly in a low tone

"If you want to show sincerity, you must come up with something that represents sincerity. If you think you are more tenacious than the Brees, you can try to block the iron hoof of our army!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!