Chapter 1 Upper-level Transactions [1]
Surprisingly, the deputy envoy of the Slavic Empire was Riol. Ivanov, the imperial gold medal housekeeper in the city of Tamsalu, seemed to be wandering around, and he looked absent-mindedly at a row of troops that were striding forward. In his eyes, these upcoming national war machines of the Grand Duchy of Norman are nothing more than Tiger. It's just a tool for House to accumulate wealth and make perfect annexation. Anyway, the empire itself did that, didn't it?
Ambassador Chikov still arrogantly received the greetings of several small countries as an imperial envoy. It seems that this arrogant imperial knight of the Slavic empire is really faceless. He glanced at Chikov, and Boss Ma said coldly to Norton beside him, "Look at him like that, as if he is really dragging. Son of a bitch." He curled his lips, full of disdain and indience. Only when he looked at Ivanov, the fat boss, did he smile thoughtfully, which made people marvel.
"Tiger, I really didn't expect that there were quite a lot of people coming." Sahili sneered, and the three giants gathered together, and their voices were extremely low. After a long time, the three of them participated in the parade with the soldiers, and the left and right envoys were shocked by the confidence and strength of this emerging country. It's amazing, to some extent, Tiger. House's inflammatory power is indeed unique. At a glance, there are a lot of people, which adds nothing more than another fire in the warm atmosphere.
Such a summer is destined to make many people unable to remember that bad past. If you think about it carefully, it is really strange. How can such a country appear in front of people's eyes? It's really a depression to risk all kinds of dangers and hardships to come to such a point and roll up such a depressing trend.
It seems that there is indeed a tacit understanding to some extent. When Chikov gently visited the Tamsalu style, Boss Ma just nodded and let them go at will. With the protection of two teams of soldiers, I'm not afraid that anyone will come to make trouble. It's just this time, Riol. Ivanov came to the side in a low profile and whispered, "Your Excellency is really touching."
Boss Ma raised his eyebrows, smiled and asked, "Boss, don't beat around the bush. If you have something to say, don't forget that we can save a lot of gold coins in your bank."
"Ha ha ha ha... Tiger. The Grand Duke of House is really straightforward. Ivanov's fat boss didn't seem to care about his deputy status at all. He still lowered his eyebrows and looked like a small shopkeeper. He took a step forward, leaned on the edge of the carriage and whispered, "The empire is arguing whether to deal with you or win you over. The arrival of Chikov is a stone to ask for directions. If your reaction is too fierce, I'm afraid it will arouse the disgust of the Slavic royal family. But the patriarch of our family has a lot of influence in the Slavic empire, and the patriarchs are opposed to fighting against strong enemies at this time. Therefore, the empire will certainly not have a large-scale conflict this year or even in the next three or five years.
"I just want to know your purpose and what I need to do." Boss Ma looked ahead. Although his mouth was moving, he and Ivanov, no matter from which point of view, seemed to be greeting the marchers with a smile. No one expected that in such a chaotic place, the two people were exchanging a shocking deal there. Once the deal is settled, it seems to have an indelible blow to the fundamentals of the Slavic Empire.
Throughout the Slavic Empire, the power of the Ivan family was naturally intolerant of Japanese whispers. From the beginning of the creation of this country, the barbarian Slavs have made great contributions to such a civilization. However, no one can believe that such a family with almost the same influence as the royal family has no idea of usurpation even once in the long years of nearly a thousand years. This looks like an unparalleled long opera, and a very restrained character is reassuring. But who knows.
Boss Ma squinted, and Ivanov also squinted. He couldn't see too many expressions or thoughts on his chubby face. The message conveyed was really difficult to understand the meaning.
Only Tiger. House himself calculated all these gains and losses in his heart. His mind was running fast at this time, like a high-speed sports car. At a certain critical point, he reached a high speed.
Boss Ma thought to himself: The Slavs may have been slightly irritable in the face of domestic resistance forces, and there may soon be a new round of repression**. From an intelligence point of view, the ethnic minorities in the south cannot be controlled by Slavs, which is bound to cause civil strife within the country. It is based on this that there is a wise and correct suggestion not to fight with Laozi.
Ma Hu thought for a while, looked at the people around him, and then looked back at the envoys of various countries on the float. Most of these were envoys from the north, and there were vulgar and fierce people, but in Tamsalu City, what fierce people have not seen? Lian Tiger. People like House can bear it, and will they be afraid of other people? What a joke!
At the afternoon dance, the envoys of various countries submitted their credentials. The bad style of diplomatic envoys made people want to fall asleep. It's just that Boss Ma still received this group of people who didn't know what they were thinking. Of course, some people may be shocked by the fact that this new force has shown its side-catching strength in the face of a powerful empire. The majesty of the Roma Empire may not have been trampled under its feet many times in this long history. And Boss Ma did it at least once.
Tiger. House's reputation is at least very loud in the ears of Scandinavians in the north.
The person who arranged the dance was naturally the former Grand Minister of Estonia, Lord Crocker, accompanied by the last Grand Duke of Narval, the former Princess Catherine of the Principality. Nar. The great aristocracy in this kind of scene is not a minority. Although it is impossible to be compared with the dazzling of the Roma Empire, at least it still makes people think about it. Facing this level of prom master of ceremonies, it is enough to satisfy those arrogant aristocratic envoys. There are not a few people who pay attention to Princess Catherine. Those male nobles who thought they were a little handsome did their best in front of Princess Catherine, but the majority of them returned.
Boss Ma glanced coldly and said something to Norton in a low voice. After a while, Rio. Ivanov appeared alone in the courtyard of the Grand Duke's Mansion, where he touched his chin and stattering something. His eyebrows were locked, and he was very irritable. Hearing the sound of footsteps coming, I pretended to stare at the sky and look at the stars as if I was bored.
Boss Ma sneered and said secretly: This fat man doesn't seem to be as loyal to the Slavic Empire as rumored. However, this is just right, giving me more time to prepare a big meal. What we have to face now is nothing more than the Kingdom of Latvia and the Principality of Lithuania. Having been able to achieve an important strategic goal in Varmierra, the hinterland of Latvia, he only needs to let more people support him in the next series of activities, and then find an irrefutable excuse to kill Latvia.
After obtaining all the coastline in the north, he had the capital to break out of the blockade of the Scandinavian alliance and break the confinement at sea. If you want to go further, it is not impossible. Now the interior of the Roma Empire has begun to be chaotic, and there are many people who are ready to move. Needless to say, the four princes, two of the three princes have become abnormal. There are also the worrying Seven Crowns. Judging from the performance of King Frankfurt, it seems that he is very coveted about the power change of the empire. Or, he has greater ambitions.
As a peripheral vassal king, Pariche's strength is not enough to support him to change anything. However, it is foreseeable that he has the ability and can completely make subtle changes in the muttering power change. He can say that he supports the eldest prince, but in fact, if he has any deal with the third prince, no one knows at all.
A country like Latvia is not a country with strong fighting power. A country that has been disgusted by the Roma Empire for hundreds of years, how can it have a strong self-confidence to challenge a mad dog out of reins? No one can do this.
His Majesty the King of Latvia is not Tiger. House, he doesn't have the ability to spread dog blood and incite a group of crazy people to go crazy. He just tried his best to avoid even a small conflict with the complacent madman in the north. However, this kind of thing is definitely not enough to think about it.
Boss Ma walked to the center of the courtyard and whispered, "Told about your true intentions, Boss Ivanov."
He crossed his waist, his eyes were flat, and he stared condescendingly at Rio. Ivanov. The fat and short boss moved his fat body, found a step and sat down, and then asked, "Tiger. Grand Duke House, do you need a war horse?
This problem suddenly made Boss Ma tremble all over, and he did not hide his desire at all. Yes, what Tamsalu Army lacks most is not the determined and tough infantry, but the elegant and crazy cavalry. In the face of the enemy's infantry group, he can't rely on the archer to suppress it every time, and then use the infantry to fill it with human life. There are too few horses suitable for the Grand Duchy of Norman to be war horses. Although he has deliberately collected war horses, he is far from keeping up with the needs of his army. If calculated according to the Norton standard configuration of the twelve legions, each legion is 2,000 war horses, which is still required that the war horses cannot die, get sick. The twelve legions are 24,000 war horses. He can't even meet a third of this demand.
And all this needs to be traded through a large amount of trade, and the only country in the north with a large number of war horses is nothing more than the Slavic Empire.
"Oh? So, Mr. Ivanov has such a business? Mr. Ma raised his eyebrows, suppressed his inner desire, and asked.
Riool. Ivanov is a shrewd businessman and housekeeper. He didn't show what his superiors need to do, but said calmly, "Grand Duke, if you take Latvia, can you sell half of the magicians to me as slaves?"
As soon as he said the words, Boss Ma narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart: Well, it turns out that this is the real meat play.