Chapter 1049: The First Marquis, Dragon Palace Borer
Chapter 1049: The First Marquis, Dragon Palace Borer (Two in One, monthly ticket requested)
"Fuck you! Fifty portions of Creation Medicine, six hundred portions of Great Medicine, fifty thousand portions of Top-grade Medicine, one hundred million taels of silver, why don't you go and rob them!"
"A crude barbarian with the nature of a dog or sheep! I heard that a man marries his father's wife and marries his brother's sister-in-law after his father's death. He is truly a man without a king, father or mother!"
"fuck your mother!"
boom!
The snow fell softly.
The envoy from Beiting arrived at 1:15 pm, and after two hours, the dispute in the tent was settled at midnight.
Without even a moment's delay, the messenger angrily looked around and ran out of the door!
no doubt.
Negotiations broke down.
Liang Qu stood in front of the tent and watched silently.
He had just retreated from the front, and the smell of blood was still on his body. His hair was stained with blood and stuck together. There were gaps in his armor that were filled with blood, and he looked murderous.
The guards standing at the door had their hair standing on end and lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the face.
The shadow of a famous tree.
The death of Beiting Eagle had not been revealed before today, but after today, it naturally could not be concealed, and the news of the killing of the boar beast and the fox beast also spread throughout the entire Western Army.
Kill two beasts in one day.
Kill three beasts in ten days!
The eight beasts and twelve wolves' notoriety was as fierce as theirs, and their prestige was proportional to theirs!
Especially after the city was captured, the strange blood rain almost expanded the victory results by more than 20%!
God is clear and bright, how awe-inspiring!
While marching among the troops, some soldiers seemed to be shouting "Marquis Xingyi!"
Marquis!
Looking at the world, it is a first-class title!
How much contribution has he made to go from being a fisherman to where he is today?
The most important thing is, how young is Liang Qu today?
Over twenty years old!
The first marquis of Dashun!
The future Duke will be crowned King in the future!
Therefore, even though it was against the rules to eavesdrop outside the tent, no one would say anything. Besides, the generals in the tent were so sensitive that they would not be unaware of the presence of someone outside the tent.
Before the messenger left, Liang Qu listened for a while outside the tent. There was not much content and it didn't sound interesting.
The negotiation process between the two countries is no different from buying vegetables in the market, or even worse.
At least people don’t curse when buying vegetables at the market, but in the tents, most of the swear words are mixed with local dialects. They point at your nose and curse you without you knowing what they are saying.
In short, in the first round, you should ask for a sky-high price, make an offer first, and make a very high price to raise Beiting's psychological expectations. At this stage, unless Beiting is crazy, he will never agree. Wait for the second and third rounds, and then gradually lower the price to strive for a price that both parties can accept.
Three or four rounds guaranteed.
It is not a matter of one day or one night. It takes at least half a month and some hard work.
Broaden your horizons.
Outside the military camp, there are endless mountains.
Dark blue stars spread across the night sky, flickering and dimming like their breathing.
At the foot of the mountain, a large number of galloping horses and four-level martial artists were walking around, cleaning the battlefield, recording military achievements, and carrying out wartime construction.
After attacking Shuofangtai, Heyuan Prefecture pursued the enemy for more than 500 miles. When the tide was rolling, they encountered Beiting's support and retreated for another 100 miles. Finally, the two sides separated by the two camel humps of Beiting, confronted each other from a distance, and set up camp.
Even though there was no blood and energy city wall, it still had the advantage of geographical location, temporarily stabilizing its position and resisting Beiting's counterattack. Afterwards, both sides continued to increase their defenses on this border.
Throughout the whole day, the number of rare animals on the double camel humps reached an exaggerated number.
Various masters of Zhenxiang, some who have been famous for a long time and some who have been practicing in a low-key manner, showed their magical powers. Some specialized in perception, some specialized in cursing, and so on.
at the same time.
Hunting tigers and sending smoke signals are fine, but the Galloping Horse Warriors have been relegated to logistics. The four passes are only enough to push horse-drawn carts to continuously transport supplies and food from the Shuofangtai City back to the city, including the people in the city.
Population is absolute productivity, and Dashun has a vast territory, so there is no need to worry about not being able to accommodate everyone.
But Beiting is not a person who just sits there and does nothing. Most of the rare materials have been taken away in advance by the space magic. What are left are only some top-quality products. However, a hundred top-quality products are not as valuable as one major medicine.
Due to the existence of "Ben", ordinary high-quality medicines are of little use to the masters of Zhenxiang.
Moreover, Beiting often sent out vanguard troops to harass and plunder, resulting in the transportation process not being too smooth. This made this lucrative job more dangerous, but people still continued to take it.
For this kind of job, earning money once is enough.
All of this was done by the generals' personal followers.
"Whoo~"
Liang Qu let out a breath of foul air.
After breaking through the Shuofangtai City, he did not take any more action, but simply followed the army to support and confront the enemy.
But there is no absolute safety on the battlefield, and your nerves need to be tense at all times. At the end of the day, you will feel quite tired.
Besides the tiredness, there is also a sense of refreshing pleasure.
"General, do you want to rest?" The soldier in front of the military tent raised his hand and saluted, asking respectfully, "General He ordered two hours ago to build a temporary bathhouse from the hot spring on the mountain for the generals to use. General Liang can go there to relax and wipe off the blood.
The Grand Masters must report in advance, and no more than 20 Grand Masters can go at once, to avoid enemy attacks and inadequate response. However, the bathhouse has just been built, and not many people know about it, so no one has gone there yet."
bathhouse?
Liang Qu raised his eyebrows and touched the stain on his hair.
"take me."
"Yes!"
The mist is steaming.
Refuse back scrubbing service.
The water ripples.
Liang Qu sank into the pool, his agile body, his chest broadened, his muscles stretched, his tendons and bones vibrated.
The bathhouse was built for generals, so it consists of small single rooms, a hot spring, and a shower, which draws water directly from the mountain.
Open the Vortex Palace.
He asked Taotao to come out and help brush the armor, wash clothes, and apply oil to Fubo.
There was too much blood today, which directly exceeded Long Lingxiao's self-purification range.
The steam gathers into water droplets.
Taotao took a brush and scrubbed his armor vigorously under the shower pipe, spreading wisps of blood.
There was a biting cold wind outside, soldiers on patrol, and steaming natural hot soup inside the house.
"readily!"
Liang Qu leaned against the wooden pillow, the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously.
I don’t know if it’s because of the blessing from Otter.
After finishing the game today, although I am exhausted, I feel a sense of satisfaction in putting into practice all I have learned in my life.
Fighting is fun!
I really don’t know how big the reward will be.
It would be nice if Eying could come and soak with me.
The thought flashed through his mind, Liang Qu's heart was burning, and he didn't want to think too much. He immediately lowered his consciousness to the vortex palace to distract himself.
I promoted a group of Ah Feis during the day, but I haven't taken a good look at the conditions of my generals yet.
Vortex Palace.
The yard that was originally built as a temporary residence was completely shrouded in black fog, with big beavers and fists crawling up and down, banging and hitting things.
Outside the yard, the fat catfish changed into a human form, with his hands behind his back, a long whale-like tail dragging behind his butt, and two long whiskers fluttering like a swimming dragon, carefully supervising the training of the water beasts.
On the side, Yuantou was fighting with "Can't Move" and was also giving instructions from the side, looking very experienced.
The little mirage dragon followed beside, with its paws on its hips and its little mouth chattering, loudly repeating the words of the fat catfish. In less than a day, it was subdued by Ah Fei and became his lackey.
"Don't move! Your backhand is weak, your forehand is not good, your steps are loose, your reactions are slow, and not a single movement is decent! Listen carefully to the instructions of General Xiongya. If you can understand one or two words, it will be enough for you to benefit from for the rest of your life, and you won't be a great demon until now!" "Don't move" said the man calmly, glancing at the little mirage dragon and keeping the rhythm on his own.
The fat catfish stretched out his hand and pinched the long whiskers near his mouth, looking quite dissatisfied.
Underneath its fish-grid charm.
The three princes all reformed and turned over a new leaf.
This green wood, relying on the fact that he had the longest seniority in following the God, actually ignored it.
Old fritter!
We must strike hard!
"Ah Fei!"
Sound from the sky.
The fat catfish was greatly encouraged. He stood at attention with his legs together and folded his long whisker at 90 degrees in salute.
"What's going on in the yard?"
The fat catfish rubs its whiskers.
"Reconstruction?"
The fat catfish nodded vigorously, and was promoted to a great demon. His magical powers were invincible, and his civil engineering abilities greatly increased. As the humerus, the only loyal and old minister, he would naturally make arrangements for the sun in his heart, the gods, in the first place!
Now the entire compound has been assimilated by the black fog and is being transformed by Fist and Big Beaver, fusing the materials. It may not be as magnificent as the Dragon Palace, but it will at least have carved beams and painted buildings!
"This black guy... is truly self-taught. I wonder who he learned it from..." Liang Qu wondered.
The Third Prince, Ah Fei...
Is there such a person around you?
How can you say it's a good intention.
Liang Qu praised him a few words and then returned to the topic.
"let me see."
The fat catfish leaped forward and turned into a ball of black mist. Its body stretched out and then returned to its original shape in an instant.
What a black tiger catfish!
Liang Qu's eyes lit up.
prestige!
Very majestic!
His obese body has become a little thinner, and he looks quite agile, with a black back, a white belly, a chubby head and a graceful figure. He swims in the water like a graceful stroke of handwriting in the water.
As a mount, its appearance is beyond words.
It is said that ever since Ah Fei has been busy with both the frog and snake tribes, Liang Qu has rarely had the opportunity to ride Ah Fei when traveling.
Communicate with Ze Ding.
[It can consume one million essences to make the Black Tiger Catfish grow. 】
The essence consumption is still one million.
"Every time I was promoted before, I was promoted directly to the middle stage. It seems that Zhen Xiang has changed. One realm leap is not a big deal. When Ah Fei goes back, Jiaolong will definitely give him a promotion and a raise."
Liang Qu pondered.
The potential of the frog tribe is limited. After all, a population is so small, and not every frog has the need for transformation.
The dragon is different.
The potential is endless.
The Fat Catfish initially used the Thorny Pig Tribe as a springboard to join the Da Huai Army. With the peak strength of a monster, he received a top-quality precious fish and a top-quality precious plant every month, with a monthly salary of two thousand. Later, as his potential showed, he was promoted and given a higher position. A precious fish was added to his salary, bringing his monthly salary to more than three thousand, and he became a small leader in the development of the Outpost Canyon.
Now that he has been promoted to Zhenxiang, although he has received two years' salary in advance, the upgrade from the peak of monster beast to the great monster is a qualitative improvement. He is qualified to be in charge of the entire canyon project. Even if he can't earn over ten thousand per month, he should have at least seven or eight thousand, right?
With a goal of one million, an income of seven or eight thousand may not seem like much, but in fact there is no expenditure, it is all net income.
If you add more responsibilities to yourself, transform yourself into a white ape and do some trouble, so that Ah Fei can catch you and earn a reward for your whereabouts, it won't be difficult.
In addition, with the fat catfish's natural talent for taking things...
There is hope of reaching the second level within five years!
"A Fei, if you want to be in charge of the affairs of the Outpost Canyon, remember to include the 'immovable' ones in the team, so they can just eat the salary for nothing."
Yuantou now takes care of the precious fish for the frog tribe, and "Cannot Move" plants trees for General Yuan. The two beasts also have salaries, but those who pay the salaries are all stingy and their level is far inferior to Ah Fei.
In addition, Awei and the three princes must follow.
The fat catfish was unwilling, but since the god had spoken, he nodded in agreement.
"Good, you're very motivated! Keep up the good work!"
The fat catfish was trembling all over.
The long beard was folded in half again.
salute!
The humerus of the god, Xiongya, will lead everyone to become the termites of the Dragon Palace!
The little mirage dragon stood behind the fat catfish, spewing white mist, turning into a big square hammer, holding it with both claws, and smashing it angrily. When Ah Fei realized the water flow and turned his head, the white mist fist and square hammer suddenly dissipated, and the little mirage dragon looked up at the sky as if nothing had happened.
"Humph!"
The fat catfish is breathing air and its long whiskers are moving with the water.
This little bug is treacherous and greedy, he flatters his superiors and subordinates, he is hypocritical, he must be lip service, he is more hateful than an old slicker, he needs to be disciplined! If there is a chance, I must arrange for him to go mining in the Outpost Canyon!
When Liang Qu regained consciousness, the little mirage dragon hurriedly made a request, crawled out of the vortex, wrapped around Liang Qu's upper arm, stuck to his head, and rubbed its "dragon horns".
"Boss, boss, we have taken down Shuofangtai City. When are we going back? I miss my sister Eying!"
Liang Qu touched his chin and said, "I want to, too. But, how long will it take to go back... half a month later? The end of December?"
"Half...half a month?" Little Mirage Dragon was dumbfounded. "Why did it take so long? Didn't we take down Shuofangtai?"
"Taking it down does not mean occupying it. Negotiations will take a long time, and we cannot leave during this period. I am very powerful and one of the main forces. I must confront Beiting."
"Why can't we keep it after snatching it?" Little Mirage Dragon scratched his head, not quite understanding.
"First make yourself invincible, then wait for the enemy to be defeated.
Our current occupation of Shuofangtai is an illusion. As long as the state power is stable, it will be difficult to conquer the territory that we actually rule. For example, after the Northern Expedition of Yuanjia in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, during the Three Kingdoms period, local and external resistance would be extremely fierce. When Shu Han was destroyed, Dongwu could not gain any advantage.
Beiting's current regime is stable, and the Shuofangtai under its rule is a hard nut to crack. It can be gnawed, but it will take a lot of effort. If Dashun really starts to gnaw, it will pay a lot of sunk costs, which means it will be stuck in it. It is not right to withdraw, and it is not right not to withdraw.
Especially in winter, this city used to be close to the Liujin Sea, which was rich in resources. Now most of the Liujin Sea belongs to us, and we can only rely on support from the rear to maintain our existence.
The eight major tribes worked together and shared a common hatred of the enemy, which put considerable pressure on Dashun. Southern Xinjiang is bound to move at this time, and it will be necessary to take care of both ends. If the two ends are dispersed, once this happens, chaos will inevitably occur in the east and the west. This time, Duke Xu must have brought a mission with him, and he may have set a time limit.
However, on the other hand, if there is a chance, it will not be just a small area, but Beiting will be wiped out in a few months or a year, crushing it like a dead tree or rotten wood!"
Three Kingdoms, Southern and Northern Dynasties?
Is there such a thing?
The little mirage dragon touched the dragon horn and felt itchy, so he decided to ask Sister Eying another day.
The words just fell here.
The mental link suddenly jumped.
Liang Qu looked surprised.
"Pa Xiaoxing?"
The eastern waters of Jianghuai.
Pai Xiaoxing stretched out his tentacles, silently watched the small boat passing by overhead, and transmitted the information one by one.
"It's interesting."
Liang Qu grinned.
There was no movement in southern Xinjiang, and the ghost mother was so anxious that she came to Dashun again to steal blood food.
It's not yet dawn.
Liang Qu took a short nap, put on his armor, walked into the military tent, met He Ningyuan and the other two dukes again, and learned about the situation.
as predicted.
"Your Majesty, give us ten days to try to reach an agreement. Otherwise, things will change."
(End of this chapter)