Samarkand has taken shape.

A city stands on the wilderness again, like a beacon, attracting all kinds of moths to come.

"Will they surrender to me?"

In the gorgeous palace, Meiergan sat on a throne with gems inlaid, looking coldly at the messenger kneeling below.

The messenger looked up and said, "Yes, king, all His Highness are waiting for you to send a general to command their army, and they have surrendered."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, king."

After Meiergan became king, his momentum became more and more fierce.

There are many kinds of kingly auras, with a natural kingly aura, and a domineering aura with every move...

He is sharp, but I don't know why.

Meiergan maintained a straight sitting posture and sneered: "If they surrender, they will naturally come to surrender in person. In this way, they still have a chance and think I can only sit and watch?"

A civil servant said, "King, they are waiting and watching. As long as the army is approaching, they will naturally surrender."

"Yes, they are just shameful voles, standing in the fields before harvest, and then plundering our fruits, shameful, not worthy of a look."

A civil servant stood in the middle with a stare look on his face, and it seemed that he was a senior official trusted by Meiergan.

He talked eroticly: "Just sending a small team of people, they will surrender, and what we should pay attention to now is the east and west."

"To the west, the long war between the Franks and the Gorebrokens has been suspended. Yes, the latest news is sent by the damn Tianfang people. Those rat-like guys can always walk through various gaps."

Meiergan frowned slightly, and the civil servant gave up his personal feelings and continued: "They will pay attention to the Dongfang, and the first thing they do is the meat fans."

A general said proudly: "Yes! There are flesh-lovers in the West, and the East is too far away, so we are always safe."

Meiergan leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the dome and said, "The messenger of the flesh-lovers is here, not far away."

The atmosphere suddenly became tighter, and then I became a little excited.

Meiergan had an insight into this emotion, which was a resentful feeling about defeating the Ming Dynasty, and an emotion of trying to regain glory.

For him, this was a feeling that could be exploited.

But he kept reminding himself: Remember what Lao Wang had happened!

Lao Wang also wanted to seize this emotion, and he succeeded, but in the end this emotion was not as good as the Ming Emperor's personal rush, so he was defeated and Halie was also defeated...

I have to be cautious!

...

On the third day, the messenger of the flesh-spreading came in the wind.

It was still in the palace that Meiergan met him.

"The strong wind blew my face, but it couldn't blow away a sincere heart. Dear King Halie, I brought friendship."

The envoy wisely recognized the throne of Meiergan, which was the basis for the talks between the two sides.

"Yes, then please tell me what else has the meat fans brought in besides friendship?"

Meiergan doesn’t like to hear about friendship, because it often means something to pay and what to be wary of.

At this moment, he thought of Pugu and Wuen.

It's all over!

The Ming people will advance into Yilibali. There is no doubt that after consolidating Hami City, they will begin to look at Yilibali.

They will not be impatient, but Meiergan hopes that they will be impatient and then launch a large-scale attack.

But Mingren disappointed him and was just building a city.

Xinghe City has been built, Hami City is under construction, and the Ming people are controlling the grassland step by step.

When Yili was stationed by the Ming army, Halie was in danger.

No, you are facing a crisis of life and death.

He didn't want to send troops to garrison Yili, because he was worried that the Ming army would turn Yili into a bloody place for Halie.

So after the Ming army withdrew, Yili turned the inside into an open space, leaving only an empty city and a Jingguan.

Mei'ergan was distracted for only a moment, and the messenger continued to speak.

"...Ming people are aggressive, their fleet goes into the sea again, yes, this angers us. But there is no doubt that we are more worried about our friends, Halie faces the threat from Ming people, we need to take care of our friends, so I come."

Seeing that Meiergan was not moved, the messenger said, "What my king means... it's time for us to join forces."

Mei'ergan's body sat slightly upright, and he said majesticly: "Do you think you are strong?"

The messenger bowed and said, "Yes, and someone in the west said that peace is the atmosphere that should be available now. For this reason, everyone can sit together and have a drink..."

Meiergan stared at the messenger and suddenly asked, "You need to get some supplements, right?"

The messenger said awkwardly: "Yes, I think Halie needs to be supplemented even more."

After a silence, the civil servant asked, "What is the target of the meat fan? Are those two sheep?"

"Yes, then open up the channel between us."

The messenger said sincerely: "Don't worry about anything, the Mingren is just staring at him, no one will turn against his friends."

Meiergan nodded slightly, and the civil servant smiled and said, "Then I think everyone can discuss it and see who should send more troops. You know, Halie has just recovered his country, and is still very weak, and he is powerful..."

Meiergan hated these compromises and social engagements from the bottom of his heart, but the situation was stronger than others, and Halie was still weak. He had to balance between the East and the West.

And the meat fan is a weight that can balance the threat of the Ming Dynasty.

After opening up the ties between the two countries, he needs to be cautious, but he needs to embrace the charming.

It's very difficult!

"Send a scout to Yili to stare at Hami and Mingren."

Meiergan stood up and ordered, and then said to the messenger: "What we need are allies, and the Ming people are constantly becoming stronger..."

The messenger interrupted him rudely and said, "Yes, the Ming people's fleet has appeared overseas in Tianfang. They are continuing to move forward. Those Tianfang people mean that people are crazy, but who knows, if they can find a direct route to Thailand, the world will be more interesting, and the East and the West will collide..."

For the West, it is obvious that the meat charming has more say.

Therefore, the messenger's arrogance did not affect Mei'ergan. He listened quietly and then made a gesture to the chief guard.

"...those countries will be afraid, and then their number one enemy will be the Ming people, and we, we will be able to get a seat to watch, right, drink good wine, watch them argue, angry, and war..."

Meiergan nodded, interrupted the messenger's long fooling, and said, "Go, go and rest, and then go to discuss with my minister."

The messenger said so much, with the purpose of reaching a covenant. Seeing Meiergan letting go, he smiled and bowed to leave.

When he went out, he met Ye Siya. The two nodded to each other and looked at each other curiously.

The messenger was curious that Meiergan would actually keep a younger brother alive, which is really not a material for engaging in politics.
Chapter completed!