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Chapter 464 The Reality of a Weak Country and the Arranged Chess Pieces
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"Ah, what a fulfilling day."

Strolling past the corpse of the black bone man on the ground, the void and the dark blood seemed to have seen nothing, and walked towards the large building in the distance, but after turning around, the two people walking out of the alley were already another picture. Appearance, this is also for privacy considerations.

Although this seemed unfounded to Kong Huan, Dark Blood expressed that he didn't mind being that unreasonable person.

At this time, in the main hall of Luwen Kingdom (formerly the Temple of the True God), the atmosphere was mixed with dullness and relaxation, which continued to affect the power holders of the Three Kingdoms present.

Among them, a black-boned man was talking freely.

"Lord Luwen, you should know that we have traveled thousands of miles from our own country to save you the trouble of destroying the country and pay a small reward. This is justified anyway."

The black-skeleton man sat on the left hand under the high platform in the center of the hall, and with an arrogant expression, he announced the terms that King Luwen could not accept. He was the actual controller of the northern part of the Fengwen Kingdom at this time, Fengwen Hong II.

Since the end of the Penghei War, he received the guidance of the "God", experienced the cruel ancient war "personally", and successfully harvested more than a dozen Shishen as his subordinates, relying on the teaching of the "God", his career has been smooth sailing .

He took over the task of reorganizing the Northern Legion from the very beginning when he returned to China, and then gradually expanded his influence, taking control of the entire Northern Territory, and secretly revealed his identity as King Fengwenhong II, gathering a large number of Fenglin clan and Yearning Feng who had originally supported him. People with macro tattoos.

The current Fengwen Hong II, in the eyes of the entire Fengwen country, is actually the lord of the north, and even what the Fengwen country wants to do in the north needs to be seen by Feng Wenhong II.

But too smooth development has also developed Feng Wenhong's arrogant character.

For example, for this transfer, he did not at least report to Lord Fengwen to make some appearances as usual, so he privately mobilized his own supernumerary 6000 troops from the Northern Legion to fight soy sauce.

And now, he opened his mouth like a lion, asking for the southern territory of Luwen country.

However, the reinforcements of the Shuiyu Kingdom who came with him were not polite at all, following in the footsteps of Fengwenhong II, they proposed to claim the western territory of the Luwen Kingdom.

Such a huge remuneration, even the officials who have been prepared to be bitten before, find it difficult to accept.

But at this time, they realized that they no longer had any right to speak, because at this time the coalition forces of the two countries were stationed inside the capital, and the Huoyun Kingdom troops had attacked for several days, but they did not enter the capital.

Perhaps in the eyes of human beings, negotiating means talking with each other.

But this is useless to the Black Bone Race. Although they are fighting for power and conspiracy, at this time, they are still straightforward. Whatever their goals are, they just say what they want. (Because this target is generally very large =. =)

As for Void and Dark Blood, who had just entered the hall, what they saw was this scene of daggers drawn, and the two immediately retreated to a corner of the hall without restraint, just short of putting a label of 'I am a passerby' on their heads. Of course, at this time No one paid attention to this even Shishen who was watching a play.

That's right, these two people are just here to watch the show, and at most they are pushing each other at critical moments.

At this moment, the quarrel was still going on, and everyone began to discuss the size of the cession of the territory.However, the effect of doing so is obviously not great, because the three parties are unwilling to give in.

Sitting on the stage, Lord Luwen found that none of the officials under his command had any objection or support for him, and only said something like 'The Lord is wise' when he asked.

Although he sensed something was wrong, the lord still enjoyed the feeling of being free from any constraints. If it weren't for the two people sitting in front of him who wanted to snatch his territory, he might have been happier.

But the empty fantasy and the dark blood are standing below, but they are a little bored.

"What you have been monitoring all this time are these non-nutritive things?" Kong Huan looked at the dark blood beside him, and asked cautiously with his mental strength.

"What is lack of nutrition?" Bai Baikong glanced at it, and the dark blood responded: "Now it is a territorial struggle between three ordinary countries. Whether it succeeds or not, it means that there will be a gap between the three countries."

Speaking of this, Dark Blood seemed to think of something, and smiled evilly: "Speaking of which, the area connecting the southern and eastern territories of Luwen Kingdom seems to be quite large, and the borders of many places have not been determined."

"Oh?"

"Think about it, it was a country after all before, and the legions in Luwin's country were quite peaceful, so there was no border friction with each other before. But if the Shuiyu Kingdom and the Windweave Kingdom are really awarded points, it will be more important to the present. For the black-bone country that pays more and more attention to territorial gaps, the border issue may become a point of contradiction."

"Well, remember it!"

Nodding heavily, Dark Blood ignored the illusory admiration and speechless expression, and wrote down these things in the notepad-like thing made in his mind using the consciousness screen technology. This is actually a kind of semi-materialization of memory. It is a super memory ability that only a few energetic individuals can use.

"correct."

At this moment, he seemed to think of something again, and Anxue looked at Kong Huan excitedly: "Speaking of which, how did Kong Huan deal with you at Fengwen Country? Don't try to change the topic, after all, it's getting closer."

"Actually nothing."

Smiling and shaking his head, Kong Huan took a deep look at the haughty Feng Mo Hong II in front of him, and then retracted his gaze before the other party sensed it.

"It's just to add a little trouble to this Fengwen Hong II."

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On May 31, 15 A.D., after half a month of discussion, the reinforcements from the Fengwen, Shuiyu and Fish countries returned to their respective territories contentedly, leaving only the gloomy city of Luwen.

"Fortunately, they only want territory, and the food in Luwin City is still there."

Looking at the hill surrounded by Luwen City behind him with some rejoicing, the food accumulated by Luwen Kingdom for a long time is kept in some caves in the mountain. Everyone tacitly did not bring it up, so the reason for this war has not been discovered for the time being. The Fengwen and Shuiyu countries only chose the territory and population.

But soon, the Lord Luwin, who thought he had taken advantage of it, could no longer be happy.

Because, a group of gods and ministers surrounded him.

"You guys, what are you going to do?"

Not long after, the head of the Luwen Kingdom announced a change of ownership, and the former Western Commander was in charge. This is the only person who still retains a territory under his jurisdiction and a certain amount of troops.

Of course, the most important thing is that he meets the criteria of dark blood and fantasy: violent, cruel, and ambitious.

As for the original country master, who still remembers him?
But at this time, Kong Huan and Dark Blood had followed Feng Wen Country's team, turned into two inconspicuous soldiers, and followed Feng Wen Hong II.

On the 6th, Fengwen Hong II enthusiastically left behind a thousand troops, took over the newly acquired southern territory of Luwen Kingdom, and renamed it "Hongling", which will become his private territory of Fengwen Hong II, and does not belong to Fengwen owned by the country.

It may be the first time among the Black Bone Race that the country's army has blatantly sought territory for itself. Even if other people have similar actions, at least in name they still maintain the country's territory.

But even though there were still the eyes and ears of the Fengwen Kingdom in the northern legion, they didn't dare to say anything more.

In other words, they seemed to be waiting for something.

On the 9th, after deciding where to build his own temple, King Fengwen Hong II rushed back to the northern territory with his army in high spirits. Unexpectedly, it was the Lord Fengwen who was waiting in this territory that originally belonged to him. welcome team.

"How is this going?"

With a gloomy face about to drip, Feng Wenhong looked at the red-faced Lord Feng Wen and his guards in the distance. If it were an ordinary national legion commander, it would definitely be happy and grateful to be welcomed by the Lord.

But Fengwen Hong II is different. The northern legion he leads has actually occupied the entire northern territory. If the king hadn't controlled the capital legion and the southern legion, he would have attacked the Fengwen capital long ago and became the new Lord of the Wind Pattern.

As for the eastern and western legions, the western legion had to guard against the God of Guyun in the west, while the eastern legion had an ambiguous attitude.

Therefore, the Lord Fengwen has never traveled to the Northern Territory for his own safety.But now, the other party stood there with a big thorn, as if everything was under his control, which made Feng Wenhong II very uncomfortable.

His mind turned, and he gradually calmed down.

"My lord, welcome to the north." (The actual meaning is: this place does not belong to you.)
"Haha, Fenglin Commander, welcome back from victory, let's go, I will hold a banquet in the Northern Province to celebrate your victory." (This is the Northern Province, not your northern country of Fenglin.)
Upon hearing these words, Feng Wenhong II's face suddenly became more gloomy, and seeing these, Kong Huan became more and more speechless under the dark blood's playful eyes.

"It seems that this guy has gone too well recently, let's use this opportunity to hone him."

"Opportunities are not man-made yet."

"That depends on who makes it, huh," Kong Huan showed off.

"It really was your fault," Anxue walked forward calmly, but he was constantly communicating with Konghuan in his mind.

At night, Feng Wenhong didn't rest in the small town in the Northern Territory, which might be unsafe, but went straight back to the barracks.

After returning, he quickly summoned the dark threads he had left in the village. This was the method taught by the gods at the beginning, which allowed Fengwen Hong II to achieve very good achievements at the beginning, but the Lord Fengwen seemed to be aware of it later, Only gradually reduced some effects.

Not long after, a black-skeleton man with simple clothes, who looked like an ordinary oppressed civilian, walked in shyly, and quickly fell to the ground.

"My lord! You have to decide for the little one!"

"What's going on! Tell me clearly from the beginning!" Looking at the black-boned man in front of him with disgust, Fengwen Hong II waved his hands, signaling to the left and right to step back.

When there were only two people left in the tent, Feng Wenhong stared fiercely at the black bone man in front of him.

"What the hell is going on! The whole north is full of faces, why didn't anyone send me a letter!"

"My lord! We can't do anything..."

Afterwards, the man told the story in detail:

On the second day after the northern legion left, the lord, who somehow received the notification, had a change in the capital legion deployed in the north, and stayed on the border of the northern territory, confronting the northern legion.

However, this is very common in normal times, because the two parties have been at odds for several years, and such frictions alone are not uncommon, so the personnel who stayed in the Northern Territory did not pay much attention.

Not long after, the news of Fengwen Hong II's victory came from the front line. Just as everyone in the northern territory expressed their congratulations whether sincerely or not, troops from the Eastern and Western Legions suddenly appeared at the border with Luwen Kingdom in the north.

Afterwards, they united with the capital forces in the south and began to attack the northern territories.

Because they didn't expect that there would be troops passing through Luwen's territory and attacking them from the north, the people in the northern territories even thought that this was the victorious army controlled by the north, and stood up one after another to express their welcome.

This also made most of the dark lines here unresponsive for a while.

But when they realized that something was wrong, except for the main troops who went to surround the remaining troops of the Northern Legion, the remaining 4000 people were scattered all over the place, surrounding all the villages in the Northern Territory.

Then, they monitored all the villagers, and they even had to confirm clearly what each person did every day, so that the dark line could not work at all.

It wasn't until Fengwen Hong II's 4000 troops arrived at the border that these villages were lifted one after another, but by then it was obviously too late.

"My lord, I'm afraid that in the north, many enemies have already blocked the back road."

The black-boned man on the ground made a pessimistic conclusion, but Fengwen Hong II on the stage was actually not calm.

(The bastard of the Western Legion, does my father still give me less every month? He actually stabbed me in the back at this time!)
He waved his hand and smashed the teacup in his hand. Accompanied by the crisp cracking sound, Fengwen Hong II already knew why the king didn't leave him at the banquet.

Before, he thought that it was because he and the people he brought with him were Shishen and powerful, but now it seems that the other party completely thinks that he is already a lamb to be slaughtered, and there is no need to lure him first by committing a physical crime. Own.

Outside the tent, Void and Darkblood, who did not know when they became guards again, showed satisfied smiles.

"Well, this can be regarded as training."

Kong Huan said proudly, from Feng Wenhong's dispatch of troops until now, every step has the shadow of Kong Huan.

Contacting the Fengwen Western Legion, reminding the Lord Fengwen, and even suggesting an attack method... This step by step was planned by Konghuan on the spur of the moment, and it can be regarded as a demonstration of Konghuan's ability.

However, even if the dark blood is psychologically appreciated, it will not be revealed on the surface.

So, she just glanced around secretly, as if the guard was bored looking around, waited for a while, then looked blankly at Kong Huan and said: "What did you just say?"

"..."

At this time, Fengwen Hong II's roar suddenly came from inside the tent.

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The soldiers of the Northern Legion, who were called up before dawn the next day, began to sense that something was wrong.

First of all, on my part, I was secretly packing my luggage. It seemed that I was about to start a long-distance march, but on the surface, I pretended to be sleeping in camp;

Secondly, in the morning, the lord of the country seemed to send someone to call the lord of the northern control, but was rejected, and the lord of the northern control did not even enter the small northern city.

Furthermore, there were rumors from soldiers that they saw someone secretly bringing the lord and the family members of some adults into the army, causing rumors in the army to spread everywhere.

So, at last...

"Order, everyone wear straw necklaces around their necks!"

The first order from the Northern Command made the soldiers look at each other in blank dismay, but Void and Dark Blood nodded secretly. Before in Luoxia Mountain, it was because the enemy and the enemy were unknown, which caused heavy casualties to ordinary soldiers.

At this time, the Northern Legion does not have any good markers, so it is simple and effective to directly replace the obvious grass chain.

However, looking at the Green Grass Necklace Army in Yishui, everyone felt very strange, especially when a group of soldiers were crowded together, looking around, there was a sense of terror of thousands of heads growing on the lawn.

Of course, at least Fengmon Hong II feels good about this kind of scene.

"set off!"

There are no words of encouragement. In the Black Bone Race at this time, the battle is still ordered by the chief, and the soldiers are sent to death. No one cares about the life and death of the soldiers, they only care about the number of soldiers under their own hands.

That is to say, in the eyes of those in power, these little soldiers are composed of one by one, and if one dies, the 1 will become 1, nothing more.

Lord Fengwen didn't expect the Northern Legion to react so quickly. In his opinion, Feng Lin should at least check to see if he was taking the risk of deceiving him before making any subsequent decisions.

The time when Feng Lin made his decision was just enough for him to calmly wait for the troops in the south, kill the northern legion that was still struggling there, and wait for the arrival of the soldiers from the two northern legions.

But now, he had to face reality, Feng Lin's reaction was too quick.

"My lord! Please leave first!"

Shishen of the Capital Legion, who was caught off guard by his subordinates, bowed his body and waited for the reply from the Lord Fengwen. Now everyone can see that the idea of ​​King Fengwen Hong II is to do one thing without stopping, to capture the Lord Fengwen , and then take control of Fengwen Country at once.

Even if you can't control it, you can stabilize your Northern Territory.

But the Lord Fengwen smiled wryly in his heart.

I can't go by myself.

He is very clear about the situation in the country. If he fled back in such a desperate manner, even if he killed the Northern Legion later, the credit would be due to the other legions. The only result would be to aggravate the chaos of the other legions.

"Hey."

Shaking his head and sighing, Lord Fengwen got up from his seat and shook hands with the weapon sent back from the front line in the early days of the Friends War. Although this weapon has rusted in some small places, it still cannot hide its luxury and mystery. (Of course, in the eyes of the black bone man.)
"I didn't expect this Lord Fengwen to have a bit of backbone." Nodding, Kong Huan turned his head to look not far away, the Northern Legion that was competing with the National Capital Legion for this small city, with a smile on his face.

"Let's fight, the harder the fight, the better."

"So, do you want to add fire?" Hearing Kong Huan talking to himself, recovering the dark blood of Yiren's body, he floated in the sky and asked Kong Huan beside him: "Actually, it is to put pressure on both sides and give them reasons. These three points are just to give both parties motivation."

"Really, let's do it."

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