If Chris wants to sit in Seris City, some people will have to travel far away. A newly emerging country naturally has many diplomatic trivial matters that need to be dealt with.
Strider, who became the Foreign Minister of the Principality of Ireland, has now fully entered into his role. He took the goods all the way north, and on the day when the castle became the place under the rule of the Principality of Ireland, he
Entered the grassland empire.
Now, he has arrived at the royal tent of the Prairie Empire. Among a group of warriors as strong as calves, he slowly walked into the hall of the Khan of the Prairie Empire.
Although the world still calls the capital of the Prairie Empire Wangzhang, in fact it has long since become a city, where the most powerful warriors in the prairie live and the fattest cattle and sheep in the prairie are raised.
In fact, it has been a long time since any envoys from the south came to negotiate with the King of the Prairie Empire. After the Alante Empire became the weakling of the Magic Empire, the Prairie Empire no longer had the ability to go south to harass the Alante Empire.
They could only plunder some things in places such as Hanhai and Beijun, and then return north to their own barren grassland. There was no magic concentrate to provide to the Holy Demon Empire, so they could only live in desolation in the north.
The reason why the Arant Empire did not go north to destroy the Grassland Empire was actually the same as the Holy Demon Empire did not destroy the Arant Empire: because it was too poor to look down on that barren land.
However, Chris does not think that the grassland empire is useless and useless. He feels that at least it can provide him with animal power and raw materials such as cotton, making it a good natural ally to form an alliance with!
So he sent Strider, hoping that he could complete the alliance between Elland Hill and the Prairie Empire and form a strategic partnership between the two countries. Elland Hill could use the Grassland Empire as a dumping ground for goods, and the Prairie Empire
Raw materials can be exported to Eiland Hill in exchange for more living supplies.
This is definitely a win-win business, so Chris doesn't think that the other party will reject such an alliance at all. Because Ailan Hill really holds too many necessities of life in the Prairie Empire.
Not to mention, in just the past two months, the salt exported by Elancier to the Prairie Empire has made the Prairie Empire extremely dependent on it. Counting iron tools and other things, Elancier has been very dependent on the Prairie Empire.
There is more economic invasion and control than at any time in history.
Nicholas Weiss leaned on his chair and looked down at Strider who walked in front, without any sign of wanting to speak.
Beside him, a minister in robes looked at Strider and asked in a long voice, pretending to be dignified: "You, the envoy from the south, what are you here for?"
"I'm here to conclude an alliance with the Grassland Empire." Strider introduced himself: "On behalf of the Principality of Eilandhill, I convey the will of eternal peace."
"We have always been at peace." On the other side, a general with a saber on his waist joked in a very disgusting way.
The surrounding grassland empire generals all started laughing. They would go south several times a year, and their main target of attack was the northernmost Hanhai.
"I'm here on behalf of Archduke Alan Hill Chris, and I'm here with great sincerity. If the Prairie Empire is unwilling to coexist peacefully with us, then I can leave immediately." Strider said contemptuously.
After looking at the generals of the Prairie Empire, he said coldly.
His words made many fierce generals look angry, but before they could fight back, the minister in robes on the other side took the lead and said: "We have always abided by the covenant, and peace is what we long for... However, we
The treaty seems to have been signed with Arrant, not with Elanthir."
"Alan Hill is a principality entrusted by His Majesty, the Emperor of the Arant Empire, personally..." Strider argued with reason.
"As for the treaty back then, although our grassland empire was defeated, we still have hundreds of thousands of cavalry waiting for us. The six castles in the northeast were originally the hunting grounds that Arant left for us..." The minister showed off his force and threatened.
Strider said.
In his opinion, the wealthy Eilan Hill is simply the best target for robbery. The other party has salt, cloth, iron tools, and all kinds of other wonderful things. If you snatch these things, you will be able to make a lot of money.
Alleviating the poverty of the steppe empire.
Strider smiled slightly and asked, "Then, if one day, Ailan Hill comes to the grassland for hunting, will your grassland empire also welcome it?"
"Bold!" A military general held his long sword and wanted to move forward, but was stopped by the minister's eyes. Other generals who wanted to step forward saw the minister's face and suppressed their violent impulses.
impulse.
After stopping the general who came out, the minister took two steps forward, looked at Strider and asked: "Actually, I really want to know, why do you... dare to cross Yalant?"
Empire, talk to us about the alliance."
Hearing what the other party said, Strider grinned. He looked at Nicholas Weiss, who was still sitting on the throne, and asked: "Since you want to see our strength, then I will first
Please bring it up as a gift from our Grand Duke to His Majesty."
The minister frowned, then nodded, and agreed to Strider's request. Soon, two soldiers from Eiland Hill carried a wooden box that was not huge and walked to Strider's side.
They opened the wooden box and revealed a long object inside. No one present could recognize this object, but this object has a resounding name in Ireland: Mauser 98k!
Reaching out, he took out the brand new Mauser 98k rifle from the box. Strider pulled the bolt unskillfully, put a bullet into the chamber, and then pointed at the pillar in the distance, lightly
and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!" After a gunshot, all the guards and generals present were so frightened that they drew out their swords and tried to step forward to stop Strider, who was holding a dangerous weapon.
However, Strider put the weapon back into the box, and then looked contemptuously at the generals of the Prairie Empire who could only show off their bravery: "This is the Mauser rifle developed by our Alan Hill. The Grand Duke asked me to give it to
To your Majesty."
As Strider spoke, he pointed to the Mauser 98k rifle in the box and said: "If the Prairie Empire is willing to form an alliance with us, then we will provide sufficient supplies of iron, cloth, salt, etc.
, never skimp on anything.”
"If the Grassland Empire insists on going south and wants to have a military confrontation with the Principality of Ailan Hill, then I, Ailan Hill's 50,000 soldiers equipped with such weapons will welcome your warriors!" After saying this,
Strider waved his hand, and the two Eilandhill soldiers put down their boxes, turned around and retreated, without even glancing at the sharp knives surrounding them.
The strong Nicholas Weiss Khan finally stood up from his throne. His body was as tall as a wall. He stepped on the soft wool carpet and walked to Strider's side before speaking: "
You just had the chance to kill me."
"If Your Majesty insists on being an enemy of Ailan Hill, there are too many soldiers from Ailan Hill who can shoot more accurately than me." Strider refused to give in, staring into the opponent's eyes and counterattacked.
Weiss Khan personally bent down, took out the rifle from the box, and handed it to Strider: "One more time, I was far away just now and didn't see it clearly."
Taking the rifle from the Khan, Strider pulled the bolt, loaded a new bullet, and then handed it back to Nicholas Weiss.
Nicholas Weiss, who was unusually tall and burly, took over the rifle, listened to Strider's brief explanation, then picked up the rifle and assumed a shooting posture, and pointed the black muzzle at Strider, who was standing there.
Tried: "Pull this thing called a trigger and you die?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, if you pull this trigger, I will die." Strider nodded. He felt a very dangerous aura, which was a long-lasting and infuriating feeling from the ruler.
A trembling breath.
Nicholas Weiss succeeded to the throne and became the Great Khan when he was seven years old. In more than twenty years, he built the entire steppe empire into the strongest steppe empire in history, relying on ruthlessness and fighting.
Now, he has murderous intentions, so the shuddering aura he exudes is so dense that it makes it difficult to breathe.
"Bang!" Weiss pulled the trigger, but the target was not Strider. He shot the general who had been shouting about going south to plunder just now, and the bullet easily penetrated the general's uniform.
The armor left a small hole in it that was far less than the damage caused by a bow and arrow.
However, the general was much more miserable than being shot by a bow and arrow. He widened his eyes and tried to cover the wound on his chest, but found that he was so strong that he could not even lift his arms.
He struggled to stand on the spot, but staggered and fell backwards. It wasn't until he was lying on the ground, with blood soaking his back, that he realized how big the thing in Weiss Khan's hand was.
The power of.
"Uh..." He wanted to speak, but he just let out a dull hum and closed his eyes forever. And around him, the group of generals who didn't dare to move anymore looked at the ground.
The corpse swallowed a mouthful of saliva before calming down.
"The decision has been made! Prairie and Ireland...peace!" Nicholas Weiss put down the muzzle of the gun and pulled the bolt again, as skillfully as a gunman who had been trained for a long time: "This thing is good.
