Chapter 66 Provocation

Fanyang, the imperial capital Xiangquan City.

Emperor Fuming, Emperor of Fanyang, was in the palace to fight against Lu Miaobai. His eyebrows were extraordinary, but at this time, he frowned together with a solemn expression. Fanyang has been in control of this huge empire for more than 20 years. Fanyang's national strength has made him more and more confident, and even felt that he was the god of this great empire! But now in the face of hischen, when he plays against him, he feels as if he is facing the whole universe. I have never felt this way, and I vaguely feel that the minister in front of me has hidden a lot of things.

Lu Miaobai, the son of the Great Pillar Kingdom of Fanyang, is the current head of the Lu family, the imperial capital. He is the same age as himself, and even had a deep friendship when he was young. Twenty years ago, he left Fanyang for Mengyang and lived in Mengyang for nearly 16 years. He hurried back four years ago, but brought the news of the change of Emperor Mengyang Linxi, which made the high-level officials of the whole Fanyang Empire nervous. In the past four years, the whole empire has focused on the expansion of armaments to meet Lu Miaobai's chaotic situation.

Emperor Ming Chan thought of Lu Miaobai's analysis of the world situation at that time, and a chill rose in his heart. Lu Miaobai's words to himself at that time were enough to make him feel chaotic for decades with the barbarian iron cavalry, the heavy cavalry emperor of the grassland and Mengyang's strong light armored brigade jointly killed Fanyang. The city was burned into coke, his life was annihilated under the horse's hoof, and the blood light reflected the sky red... He really doesn't want to face this matter, who has been comfortable for too long.

After all, Fanyang is too comfortable than Mengyang. Fanyang's national strength is not as strong as Mengyang, and its military strength is not as strong as Mengyang. Mengyang's warriors have been fighting with the far north barbarians for a long time. Both the combat power and the blood of the warriors are far stronger than Fanyang. Fanyang has been comfortable for too long. His ancestor Huangfu Jinglan was born and torn apart the powerful Jingxi Dynasty more than 300 years ago and established the Fanyang Empire on the ruins of Jingxi. After that, Fanyang has hardly been many battles. Things - the blood of the ancestors has already been worn out!

However, Fanyang's organic manufacturing technology, Fanyang's machine bracket is unique in the world, especially the machine used by the army, is even more lethal. Taking the military machine bracket made by the imperial capital machine bracket manufacturing factory as the top product, Emperor Ming Zen has seen with his own eyes that it can push the arrow to more than 500 steps. The terrible range of 500 steps and the super penetration of arrows have made Fanyang's army invincible on the battlefield. Yin Cangyan, the famous general of the imperial palace, led the armies of Fanyang. Emperor Mingchan was not very worried about possible wars, but he was a quiet emperor and did not want his empire to be ruined by war.

At this point, he is far from Emperor Mengyang Linxi, who insists on cutting large pieces of territory for his empire with his sword.

"Your Majesty, you have considered 20 breaths in this step. Is it time to go?" Lu Miaobai's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the emperor's thinking. In fact, the emperor's mind was not on the chessboard. He thought about the situation of the whole empire. Lu Miaobai said when he saw that the emperor's mind was far away.

"Wow--" The emperor sighed, and the whole palace was full of his faint sighs. He frowned together, his sharp eyes swept over the chessboard, and his face became strange. "I have lost, but I didn't expect this chess game to lose so tragically...

"Is there something on your Majesty's mind? His Majesty's chessboard layout was quite perfect, and there was almost no way to live, but His Majesty was distracted halfway and revealed his flaws, resulting in failure. Your Majesty takes care of all kinds of opportunities, sleeps happily and nights, and his mind is occupied by national events. He plays chess with his ministers with a distraction, but he tries his best to be better than His Majesty. In fact, I lost this game of chess!" Lu Miaobai is a very talkative person. Obviously, the emperor lost, but he can say that he is the one who should lose chess. Although the compliment is obvious, it makes the emperor frown together a lot.

But he actually sneered in his heart - Huangfu Mingchan was a prosperous master. Since he became the emperor of Fanyang, everything in Fanyang was smooth, and the empire moved forward like a tight gear. Such an emperor seems to be great, but he can't tolerate any losses and failures. It can only be so flattering and so false. Huangfu Ming Zen, the emperor of Fanyang Mingzhen, who has been in charge of the empire for 20 years, is frighteningly naive in his heart. Compared with the cold and domineering Emperor Lin Xi of Mengyang, Emperor Mingchan was vulnerable to the emperor's heart.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what troubles you have. Maybe I can solve your problems!" Lu Miaobai bowed his hands together and bowed to the emperor.

"There is really something in my heart!" The emperor stretched out his hand and stroked the chess pieces on the chessboard, looked at the horizontal road on the chessboard, and said in a low voice: "The empire has now put all its human and material resources into the preparation of Lu Zhuguo's previous troubled times. The resource consumption of the treasury is the same as burning. Fanyang has almost put down all plans and has been in the expansion of armaments. The direction of Fanyang's development is getting more and more different from my imagination, and this matter is a thorn in my heart. In addition, Lu Zhuguo previously proposed an alliance with the northern barbarians. I have never disclosed it to the empire, but a large part of the materials have flowed to the far north grassland. The account gap of this empire is getting bigger and bigger, which has attracted the attention of several major chambers of commerce. They began to suspect that the royal family had used this part of money and materials in a shady place..." As the emperor said, he put chess pieces in front of Lu Miaobai, which were dotted with chess pieces, but faintly presented a formation. With the emperor's voice, his words became even more worried.

Lu Miaobai pondered for a moment and said, "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about this at all. This is the short-sighted, pedantic and conservative of the Chamber of Commerce, and the money in their pockets is too important. Your Majesty can reveal a few things to several major chambers of commerce to make them know whether money is important or life is important. However, the part of the materials and money used to form an alliance with the barbarians is too much ** to prepare for a new army. No matter what sound there is in the empire, it is enough for us to let them see that Fanyang is really getting stronger. Please forgive me for saying that the empire is too rich and rich to make people feel difficult. Even if we do not take the initiative to participate in the changes in the future, it is always right to expand our military strength and protect the wealth and people's lives of our empire! This question returns to His Majesty's first doubt just now: Has Fanyang embarked on a wrong path? I thought that Fanyang's blind development and accumulation of wealth before was the wrong way! Emperor Jinglan, the founding of Fanyang, fought fiercely, settled the chaos of the eight wildernesses and six states, dominated the wind and clouds, and established the Fanyang Empire! But how does Fanyang's current military strength compare with the beginning of the country? It's too far away--

"Bang--" The emperor's palm slapped hard on the chessboard, and the chessboard turned down the table in an instant. The chess pieces rolled to the ground and jumped far one by one. Humph, Lu Zhuguo, are you saying that I'm not as good as my ancestors? The emperor's face was angry, his eyebrows were straight, and he looked at Lu Miaobai coldly.

Lu Miaobai kept staring at the chess piece that fell farthest on the ground, watching it roll on the ground and rolling forward until he entered the corner and could not see it. His expression was calm and calm, and he was not confused at all because of His Majesty's anger. He figured out the heart of Huangfu Mingchan too clearly. Whether now or when they were young, when they were studying together in the imperial capital university, Huangfu Mingchan could not allow others to say that he was not good at all! As a Fanyang royal family, Huangfu Mingchan is proud, and he also has a proud capital. Although he can't tolerate others saying his bad points, he is also a person who works very hard to be perfect in all aspects. Since he dared to speak so bluntly, he had already guessed that the emperor would react like this, and the next words came naturally:

"Your Majesty, I grew up with you. Although there was a rebellion in the imperial capital when you first inherited the throne 20 years ago, my loyalty to you has never changed. I have always had something to say directly. It used to be like this, and it is still the case now! If your majesty feels that my words are unpleasant, please punish me. Even if I cut off my head to relieve my hatred, I will never complain at all!" Lu Miaobai stood up from the chess table, knelt down in front of the emperor, and kowtowed deeply. He raised his head, looked directly at the emperor's angry eyes, and continued to say:

"The empire's heavy business and heavy industry is light military power, like a fat sheep, only waiting for others to slaughter. Such Fanyang seems to be huge, but it is actually vulnerable! Our enemies in the west and north are staring at us all the time! Military development is the right way. What is the root of the implementation of royal rule? The loyalty of the people? Full treasury? Vast land? Neither! It is the army, the majesty, and the supreme power! Only by mastering absolutely strong military power is the foundation of an empire. The relationship between ordinary subjects and the royal family is by no means a close family. It is the relationship between sheep and shepherds. Shepherds should protect the sheep and make them fat and strong, but when they are hungry, they must kill sheep and eat meat. The royal family is the shepherd, the imperial subjects are the sheep, and the army is the whip in the hands of the shepherd!" Lu Miaobai obviously saw that the anger in the emperor's eyes had extinguished, and an imperceptible smile flashed on the corners of his mouth. Emperor Mingchan was like this. He had a good face, but he could also listen to it. As long as you don't dodge, don't be submissive, and speak loudly, you can calm the emperor down. But how many people in the world can do this under Diwei?

"If the shepherd does not have a whip in his hand, how can he control the sheep? When the sheep is a little untamed, it will be pulled down with braids. When a wolf wants to eat a sheep, the shepherd's whip will be pointed at the wolf! The royal family is a shepherd. He not only protects the existence of the people of the empire, but also treats his people harshly at the critical moment. Your Majesty will suppress the voice of domestic opposition. At this time, it's the critical moment..." Lu Miaobai looked directly at the emperor. After saying such a paragraph, he bowed deeply again. His eyebrows were slightly, his face was resolute, his words were sonorous and powerful, calm and generous, and his loyalty and arrogance came out faintly. The palace and moon were waiting for the emperor's great pillar country. Although his words were sharp, they were good words.

After a long silence, the emperor suddenly applauded, and the applause echoed in the silent hall. His face was full of admiration and he said loudly, "What a shepherd and sheep! Is the army the whip in my hand? Well said! I often think about the relationship between the royal family and the empire, but I always feel that I can't justify it. Lu Zhuguo's words solved a long-entangled problem for me. I am by no means unreasonable. Lu Zhuguo said it earnestly, and I will naturally not blame you! However, where did Lu Zhuguo talk about the 'critical moment'? Is the wolf smoke of the troubled times mentioned by Lu Zhuguo a few years ago coming soon?

"Yes, Mr. Yin Zhe, the son of General Yan, said from the far north grassland that the Chinasi, who we support, has been at war with Azeslan, the second largest tribe of the grassland. The two tribes have fought, and the king of Chinasi, the emperor of the far north grassland, has been killed. It is estimated that a war will officially break out between the two tribes before it snows this year, but the current king of Chinas has torn up the alliance with Fanyang. Lu Miaobai said in a low voice.

"Did you tear up the covenant? That means that all the support for Chi Naisi in the early stage of the empire has come to nothing? The empire has invested so much manpower and material resources that the whole imperial capital machine-owned manufacturing government put down all the machine-owned manufacturing plan and devoted its national strength to build a crossbow for it, and the money and materials invested in the early stage is meaningless? The emperor's heart, which had just calmed down, became furious again! A blue vein on his forehead jumped, as if it was about to burst at any time.

When he made up his mind to form an alliance with the Northern Barbarian, he was worried that the barbarian thought the southerners were cunning and greedy and lowered his posture. The barbarian gave him almost everything he wanted to gain the trust of the barbarians! Now Fanyang has been betrayed by the barbarians? When did the Fanyang Empire suffer such a humiliation? He was about to question Lu Miaobai, but Lu Miaobai opened his mouth.

"Your Majesty, rest assured that if the price of the 10,000 heavy crossbows customized by Chi Nasi is not included in * steel strings, it is basically 30 pieces of gold, but the cost of * steel strings is a lot of twists and turns, plus the bow string is almost 50 pieces of gold, the rest is not a loss for the empire. Moreover, when Mr. Yin Zhe sold the crossbows to the barbarians, he raised the price and asked for a total price of one million. The king of Chinasi has paid 300,000 yi. Mr. Yin Zhe promised in his biography of flying pigeons that the empire would not suffer losses on this batch of crossbows! Leave this matter to Mr. Yin Zhe! As for the previous free assistance to Chi Na Si, we are just helping Chi Na Si recover their losses in the war against Mengyang four years ago. Chi Na Si has to face all the tribes of the grassland. We must ensure that their forces are balanced on both sides. Even after the war begins, we will continue to put supplies to the far north so that the war last. Go down. It's better to let the barbarians consume their own internal power than to consume the lives of warriors directly!" Lu Miaobai said indifferently that his mind was always as calm as a precision-operating machine, but there was a desire for war in his calmness! There is even a fanatical obsession with the outbreak of war. When he talked about the war, the brilliance in his eyes was so dazzling that he dared not look back.

The emperor stared at his courtiers and looked at the starry sky-like unpredictable eyes. Lu Miaobai was planning something, which was the emperor's feeling. But he has been thinking about how much power should be delegated to Lu Miaobai.

Take a step! The emperor thought that if Lu Miaobai had another plan in his heart, even if Fanyang's beacon city was destroyed, even if he was going to stage another 'chast year of the first year of Ming Zen' 20 years ago, even if he had been destroyed by tea for so many years, he would exterminate this person!

Huangfu Mingchan doesn't like killing. He always takes himself as the 'benevolent emperor', but his power as an emperor is still there! A killing heart is different from ordinary people! If you don't move to kill easily, if you are moved, you will flow into a river!

At this time, Lu Miaobai lowered his head, but thought about how ecstatic the old lion in the far north grassland would be if he got such a delicate and murderous machine! Maybe it's more exciting than a child getting the most favorite toy! At this time, Lu Miaobai really felt that he was the messenger of the war. The place he looked at was full of blood and smoke.

The emperor and his courtiers, who had their own thoughts, were silent. The emperor waved his hand and said in a low voice, "Lu Zhuguo, accompany me for another game."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Lu Miaobai respectfully picked up the chessboard and chess pieces that fell on the ground one by one, and even the farthest chess piece hidden in the corner of the palace was picked up by him.

This is where his eyes are different from others. He can keenly capture not only the farthest chess piece that falls to the ground, but also the slightest change on the continent, which should also be in his hands!

The chess game on the chessboard has begun, but the fight outside the chessboard has also begun slowly.

In the far north, the winter grassland on the south bank of the Riana River.

The camp between Chinas and the Azislan tribe is about 20 miles, 20 miles away, which is the sweaty distance for the prairie horses. By the end of November, the herdsmen of various tribes were finally ready for a comfortable and warm winter, but the senior officials of the grassland tribes were becoming more and more nervous.

On this morning, dark clouds hung low in the sky of the northern grassland, as if they were going straight down. The cold wind rolled up the dust under the withered grass roots and blew on people's faces. A Chinasi wind tent cavalry patrolled silently against the cold wind. Now is a tense period. The scout warriors of the stormy tent were sent out to patrol around a distance of ten miles around the tribe. Any wind blows and grass must be in their hands to report to the general of the strong wind tent and report to the king.

The scout warrior has been on horseback to ten miles outside the Chinas camp - this distance is also the default territory of the tribes of the winter ranch. The camp is ten miles around, all of which belong to the tribe and are not allowed to enter at will. The warrior looked at the neat and dense tents of Azeslan in the distance against the cold wind, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes - it was the best camp in the Chinas environment, but it was occupied by Azeslan's son!

The samurai's eyes are as cold as the snowy mountains in the north, like the lock armor on his body! His falcon-like eyes swept over the range of his eyes, and suddenly saw a birch pole not far away, which was four feet long and should have been bitten by two birch poles. There were no big trees on the grassland, and the most tenacious birch tree was only low enough to grow to about two feet high.

The warrior looked up along the pole. There was a white wolf skin hanging on the top of the pole, flying in the cold wind. The soft white hair on the wolf skin was combed very smoothly by the wind. When the wolf skin fluttered, he could even imagine what the wolf looked like when he was alive. But the samurai's pupil suddenly shrank - the place that should have been the wolf's head was a person's head, which looked like a wolf with a human head.

The warrior saw the face of the head, and the expression on his face suddenly became ferocious and angry. He couldn't help roaring up to the sky. The whole wildness was his crazy and violent roar. The old and dark face, white hair, dry lips, and those amber, round eyes are clearly the king! The warrior kicked the horse wildly, and the horse flew under the birch pole against the wind. The warrior felt tears flowing down his cheeks, cold and tingling. Through tears, he clearly saw several cavalry in fiery red armor rushing towards the camp in Azeslan.

The birch pole is extremely tough, and the four-foot-long pole is bent down by the wind, like a tight bow. The wolf skin and head seem to fly into the sky shrouded in dark clouds at any time. The samurai looked at the head and only felt that his heart was dripping blood!

When the startled new king Suille and Ke came from the samurai, he looked at the head hanging on the high birch pole. The amber eyes that once looked at him lovingly fell down from the horse, knelt on the ground and beat the ground with his fists crazily, his mouth and choked and didn't even know him. What do you mean? The surrounding warriors disoed one after another, knelt down around the head, and paid the last tribute to the king who had been overlooking the grassland for decades.

Suil and Ke knelt on the ground, and he felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and the blood all over his body rushed to his face, and the feeling of pain that he was about to die! His hair hung down to cover his face. He couldn't see whether his expression was anger or pain, but his voice was cold and ruthless, like a poisoned three-front dagger: "General Aratancang, do you still put up with it now? I'm going to fight with Azeslan's son of the bitch!"

This is Azlan's provocation to Chinas, hanging the head of the old king at the junction of the two parts. This is clearly a humiliation and a great humiliation to the lord of the grassland! How can you stand this? Do you have to put up with this?

The gloomy general Junqi held the bow in his hand tightly. At this time, only the bow that followed him for half his life could make him feel better. He looked up at the king's head, which was shaken by the wind. For the first time, his dark eyes could see what it was like - cold and quiet, as if all the light had been absorbed by the cold and dark eyes, and the temperature around the general seemed to drop a little.

The general's voice is like a roaring bow, "Don't put up with it anymore, order a war, king! Kill everyone in the Azeslan Department!"