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The late autumn wind blows across the eastern plains, and the wheat fields are bare, and there is a pile of rolled up every distance. They are the wheat straw left after mechanical harvesting. They are dried and burned on site and are backfilled into the fields as fertilizer.

The rumbling of the engine came one after another, and an army of infantry and mechas was crossing the wheat fields and approaching the city in the distance.

This is the largest city in the eastern plain - Dadongting. At this moment, three figures are floating above the suburbs. They stand in different directions, surrounding the royal palace in a triangle.

The psionic power fluctuations belonging to the legendary powerful man spread to all directions, deeply shocking the men, women, and young people in the city.

These three legends are Bai Wancheng, Marquis of Red Sang, and Marquis of Norton.

In the morning light, Bai Ye Fenghua wore a battle robe and stood heroically on a high ground in the suburbs, looking down at the endless wheat fields below.

"Master, we have completed the siege!"

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the Binglan City Alliance led by Bai Yefenghua completed the siege of Dadongting, the royal city of Duke Xiaoyue.

Bai Ye Fenghua nodded to his subordinates, then took the blue golden flower battle flag handed over by the other party, and put his hands on the ground.

Plant a flag and declare war!

According to the tradition of the Kingdom Civil War, the army shall not directly attack cities with a population of more than 10 million.

To declare war by planting a flag, the offensive party chooses a sparsely populated area outside the city with relatively flat land, planting a flag, and declaring war on the defensive party.

If the offensive party surrounds the city, the defender must go out of the city to fight, otherwise he will be regarded as a coward and be despised by the people of the Ambergris River.

This situation often occurs in the civil war of the kingdom. After all, the palms and backs of hands are all flesh, and the things that are broken are all their own things, or one of them has an overwhelming advantage. There is no need to resist stubbornly and make unnecessary sacrifices, otherwise it will become cruel.

city ​​battles and street battles.

It is now the Red Civil War, not an alien invasion that affects the survival of the country and the nation. There is no need for the whole nation to be a soldier. In order to reduce the losses caused by the civil war, Xiaoyue’s female grand duke must go out of the city to fight.

At this time, the Dadongting Palace was silent.

Millions of troops were approaching the city, and everyone was so overwhelmed.

The light in the royal hall was dim, and there was no light on, only a ray of morning light shining from the skylight.

A tall middle-aged woman in heavy armor stood in front of a huge oil painting. She pointed her sword to the ground, and her two iron hands were placed on the hilt of the sword, looking up at the person in the oil painting

.

It was a middle-aged man with a gentle smile on his clear lines, a white aristocratic dress dress was generous and decent, with a handsome face, and a sunny air all over his body.

The man in the painting is Maran Twenty-second, who is in his prime. In this beautiful year, he meets Delis Mante, who is full of youth.

The woman seemed to be immersed in the memories of the past. In a blink of an eye, a hundred years passed and she became a middle-aged woman. Although the lifespan of a legendary strong man is much higher than that of an ordinary person, he still cannot retain his lost youth.

In the past century, she has gone from a fledgling civilian female warrior to a duke of Xiaoyue, one of the four major priests of Ambergris River, and has mastered the most abundant land in the world.

This is the lover's favor to her, and it has given her the most beautiful and happiest hundred years.

"The subordinates are incompetent, which leads to the crisis of breaking the city today. I beg you to sue the Lord for surrendering the crime.

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, I will never refuse!”

Between thoughts, the young man's choked voice came from behind. The duchess slowly turned around and looked at the handsome face of the young man, and his thoughts floated away again.

They are so similar, their eyes are like the blue sea and their smiles are as warm as the sun.

Only a very few people know that the young talent of the Sikong family, the eldest son and grandson of the Sikong family, is actually the crystallization of her and her lover, and the real Prince Malan.

But this secret will never be known to the parties involved, let alone the people in the world.

"How are the aristocratic families in the city?" asked the Duke.

"They, they..." Sikong Shengjie showed pain and wriggled his lips with difficulty, "Everyone kept his door closed."

Hearing this news, the duchess raised his head, closed his eyes, and sighed, "The fruit of today is already destined."

"You get up, it's not your fault." The duchess stepped forward and helped the young man up. Looking at this close relative who was close to him but could never recognize each other, his eyes were filled with love.

The tolerant appearance of the duchess made Sikong Shengjie feel even more uncomfortable and he felt more and more guilty. The Lord trusted him without reservation, but he retreated step by step and was eventually forced to the city.

"You don't have to blame yourself." The Duchess stroked his shoulder and comforted him, "I am a civilian, and I have always been unstable in my foundation by relying on the king's favor."

"The things in the world should be yours, they should not be yours, and they are useless to force them."

"I still haven't gained a foothold after a century of business. It's because I don't have enough ability, so I won't blame anyone."

Listening to the duchess' murmuring, Sikong Shengjie could no longer hold back and covered his face and burst into tears.

The duchess slowly squatted down, hugged the young man's shoulders, and said softly, "Child, you must live well."

"When the city was broken, you would like other aristocratic families to submit to the new king."

"No!" Sikong Shengjie gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously, "No, I will not surrender, never!" He raised his head and looked at the other party firmly, "I want to live and die with the Lord!"

"No, you can't die. You are still young and have an infinite future waiting for you!" said the Dukema seriously.

"Even if you don't agree, I will do this!" Sikong Shengjie stood up excitedly and shouted almost madly, "Damn it them, they are the rebellion of the kingdom. If I want me to surrender to the traitor, I would rather

Go and die!"

"Bang!"

The duchess slapped the young man hard on the face. The iron gloves were heavy and hard, and the young man's cheeks instantly swollen.

"You can't die!" The duchess grabbed the young man's shoulder and shook him hard, "Even if everyone in the city is dead, you can't die!"

Sikong Shengjie looked at the other person with a blank look on his face. He had never seen the Lord be so big at him. At any time, the Lord beholder always looks at him with gentle eyes. But today, the Lord beholder seems to have changed his personal life.

, made him feel extremely uneasy.

Looking at Sikong Shengjie's fearful look, the duchess's face eased and said softly, "Promise me and live well!"

"Even for me, live well."

Sikong Shengjie nodded blankly. The duke reached out to hug him and gently stroked his head.

Time seemed to be still, condensed in this moment.

At the same time, when Bai Ye Fenghua planted the flag of declaring war,

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When there was a storm in Dongting City, Chen Xing had lunch with Vice Bishop Sred Yutian and Vice Chairman Liu Huanxi in Sanchahe City.

"Last time we parted, we both missed the adults very much." "Yes, yes, it's like not seeing the adults for a day, it's like three autumns."

Sred Yutian and Liu Huanxi took turns to flatter the Prime Minister. When faced with Chen Xing's questions, he knew everything.

Half of lunch, Chen Xing roughly learned about the situation of the major forces in Sanchahe City.

Sanchahe City is managed by the Chamber of Commerce, and the full name of the Chamber of Commerce is "Sanchahe City Free Trade Federation Chamber of Commerce".

The Chamber of Commerce is composed of nine consortiums based on Sanchahe City.

The nine major consortiums are: Golden Flea, Black Fire, Silver Huo, Golden Long Er, Night Search Street, Deep Alley, Golden Toad, Not Calling Bird, and Copper Rust Disciple.

Among them, the four families of Golden Fleas, Silver Message, Not Called Birds, and Copper Rust Disciples are capital consortiums. Simply put, they are consortiums that have no industry and generate revenue by providing financial assistance to all walks of life.

Black Fire is the Association of Arms Suppliers, Jin Changer is a joint organization of intelligence dealers, Ye Xun Street is the association of nightclub industry, Shenxiang is the association of underground market, and Jin Toad is the Association of Sanchahecheng Jewelry Association.

In addition, Sanchahe City has three other forces with great influence but are not involved in formulating rules, namely the Ambergris Logistics and Transportation Association, the Food Supplier Association and the Energy Supplier Association.

During this period, Chen Xing asked about the taxation problem in Sanchahe City again because he had never heard of where the taxation in Sanchahe City would be paid.

Liu Huanxi answered this question.

Sanchahe City has no taxes and is a place where funds and goods are freely circulated.

The import and export taxes of the United Kingdom of Ambergris River are divided into two major parts: sea and land transportation.

The shipping checkpoint is in Jinfen Port, and the tax collected is paid to Binglan City, which is mainly used for the expenses of the Imperial City Imperial Guards and Dragon Scale Guards.

The amount of land transportation is much smaller than that of sea transportation, mainly for doing business with neutral forces in the central wilderness, as well as Qingguo and Huangguo. The taxes are collected by Baihucheng, mainly for the expenses of the National Protection Army.

Sanchahe City is mainly a place where dealers from all over the country come to purchase goods. Because the tariffs are heavy, domestic retail does not charge any additional taxes.

Due to the lack of fixed tax revenue, Sanchahe City has almost no funds to invest in public utilities, so it seems abnormally worn.

Simply put, this place can be regarded as a trade transfer station.

After Chen Xing roughly understood the situation, he asked the two to notify the heads of the nine major consortiums to come here for a meeting. He had important things to announce.

In Ambergris, no one's arms are thicker than him, and he dares to wrestle with him.

"Sir, they have been waiting below for a long time, waiting for the call of their master." Sred Yutian said with a smile.

"Hmm?" Chen Xing frowned. Why didn't he notify him? Others knew that he was here.

Sred Yutian looked nervous and trepidated, "Sir, you misunderstood. Chairman Liu and I did not disclose your whereabouts."

"But the merchant's sense of smell can be said to be the most well-informed in the world."

"Since your floating boat arrives here, they probably already know that the Prime Minister's journey has arrived."
Chapter completed!