"The palace of the Great Virtue is not very good!" The fat man rode on his horse, surrounded by a group of Falcon Dynasty generals, squinted his eyes at the majestic buildings in front of him that were still smoking, and slapped his palms with a horsewhip, the fat man's eyes looked a little absent-minded, and the generals behind him also stopped their horses,

"Please enter the palace!" Hu Keqili rode over from the front, stopped in front of the fat man, and said loudly with a respectful expression,

Behind him, the white marble gates of the palace were occupied by the Falcon Guardsmen, thousands of cavalrymen in black armor stretched along the sides of the central road of the palace, their swords hanging down and shining like snow, reflected in the evening sunset

In the evening, the palace of the king of Shotoku looks a little desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun, the twenty-meter-high bright red exterior wall leaves a large shadow behind the sunset, and on the somewhat dark city wall, from time to time there are deep gaps, which seem to be smashed out of huge rocks, these gaps silently tell the unknown storms that occurred in the hundreds of years since the founding of the country, and now, the gate of this century-old Kyoto has been opened in front of the Falcon Army

In all fairness, the palace in front of you can be described as quite gorgeous, in front of which is a hundred meters wide emerald tree, like a golden blue duck flower, a large area along the towering mountain stretching into the distance, the whole palace in the late autumn sun in the light of the hazy hazy, you can vaguely see the pointed roof exposed in the gate,

With round statues, white marble carvings, and a wide and straight main road, even the Nords who lack a sense of art have had enough time to build the palace in front of them for hundreds of years.

What a beautiful palace! The generals looked excited when they looked at the palace shrouded in the setting sun.

"O palace, O palace of the Virtuous people!" said the general, his eyes lit up, and he whispered to himself. Even though a corner was burned by the fierce war and fire, although the majestic and wide palace walls obscured most of the view, the meaning of this building was enough to bring everyone an unconcealed excitement.

This is the last Kyoto in the south-central continent of Ikadiva, and the conquest of it will mark the beginning of a glorious era in which the south-central region has once again been unified by its own powerful lord, and it is enough to make any Falcon general in this era proud, and occupying it will be the highest honor for a warrior

"Ladies and gentlemen. Let's go in and rest!" the fat man could hear the heavy breath of the generals behind him, raised the whip in his hand, and the horse turned into a swift phantom and rushed into the gate of the palace of the king

In mid-November, after nearly 70 days of strategic advance, the Falcon Army, at the cost of more than 50,000 casualties, won the leading position in the war against the Lords with a two-way attack. Shun Lì achieved his strategic goal of capturing the capital of TŁ�de, in order to quickly control the rest of the kingdom of Zhì偌de,

The fat man ordered two cavalry flag regiments of the Falcon Central Army. Together with nearly 20,000 light cavalry from the West Kugit steppe, plus two local flag regiments in the southern region, a total of nearly 35,000 light cavalry and 15,000 infantry, they quickly moved south along the road from Kyoto to the south.

The Badd region, which had lost its main force, chose to surrender almost without even resistance, and in fact they also lacked the strength to resist, because the famine in the south left most of the area desolate, and the onslaught of hungry people and refugees almost destroyed the rule of the local lords.

When the Falcon army arrives with a large number of Blackpimac heading south. The hungry refugees happily accepted the question of changing their names, especially after learning that they could get their own land,...,

In December, Vecchia Falcon issued the Falcon Declaration, which promised to guarantee the rights of the Lords on the same footing as other races, and announced the marriage of the successor to the royal family, Aghelen, on the basis of a series of positive news. After a year of turmoil, the situation in Germany was quickly calmed down, and a large number of refugees began to return home from the direction of Kyoto.

In their minds, the war is over, it is over forever, and they can now live in peace, and Yagrolida, the crown prince of Jode, who was besieged in Herusburg, left a letter of confession after learning the news of the fall of Kyoto, and then committed suicide by drinking poison in his bedroom,

The remnants of the 30,000 Falcons he left behind, after several hopeless breakouts and knowing that they had been pardoned by His Majesty the Falcon, surrendered to the Falcon Army besieging Herusburg, and the Fourth Local Regiment and the July Scarlet Red Regiment stationed in the south of Goude also chose to change their banners and swore allegiance to the Falcon Dynasty when tens of thousands of Falcon cavalry troops were pressing.

In January of the following year, when the gurgling water was still flowing under the ice, under the advice of everyone, the fat man accepted the construction of the Falcon Empire, which was declared to be the Falcon Empire, and built the capital in Paravon, the thousand-year-old center of the mainland, and established the Falcon Battle Flag as the imperial flag, with the white thorn flower as the national flag, and began the history of his legendary empire in the land of this thousand-year-old imperial capital

Kyoto of the Falcon Empire, Paravon

The icy rain of January poured down on the streets, splashing whitish water that looked like petals in the dim light. The drizzle and the cold wind crackling on the windows of the houses were not very loud, but they were enough to disturb the good dreams of the citizens of Kyoto.

The stagnant water on the street was crushed and splattered on the cornerstone of the road next to it by a speeding wheel, and this year's winter came quickly, and the temperature in January had dropped enough to freeze for a long time, and the cold brought a lot of trouble to the lives of residents, but no one had time to complain about this.

Since the Falcon Empire's top capital of Paraven, in just over half a month, in the suburbs of this metropolis that has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain and seen countless dynasties, the Imperial Ministry of Affairs has collected one-third of Kyoto's manpower, and has made every effort to expand the territory of the imperial capital, built three large markets on the original basis, rebuilt the old ports, and mobilized the goods from these ports every day, showing the infinite vitality of the new Kyoto of the empire

A horse-drawn carriage drove heavily through the bustling street hung by the lanterns, the horse's hooves splashed cold, and the wheels slowly ran over the puddles, and the radioactive splashes were also splashed.

The coachman was wearing a thick cotton coat, and although his face was pale with coldness, his body was curled up and shivering, he still kept waving his whip and adjusting the direction of the carriage's acceleration.

Although it was late at night, the streets were not deserted, many shops opened early, and the carriages loading and unloading goods stopped on the side of the road, and the lights hung up illuminated the direction of the carriages.

A team of imperial patrol cavalry responsible for maintaining order also saw this carriage speeding on the trade road, and they saw the sign of the Falcon Military Affairs Department on the carriage, but they did not come up to check, but they were secretly speculating whether the Imperial ** Ministry of Affairs, which had just been calm for half a year, was planning something again

"Is there any new intelligence in the South?"

In the majestic new hall of the Imperial Affairs Department, the fat man was wearing a black trench coat that wrapped his body tightly, with his hands behind his back, his head raised, his eyes staring at the large imperial map hanging on the wall in front of him like a knife, the five fingers of his right hand were tightly pinched, and there was a penetrating cold air on his body (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )