Chapter 273: 273 Lift the table
Chapter 273 273 Lifting the table
“Do you think this price is enough?” the dwarf asked.
Tang Mo was silent for about a minute before he said: "I have roughly calculated that there should be no problem. The problem now is that I think you want more than just my skills."
The leader of the dwarf thought for a while, and finally looked at Tang Mo, and said solemnly: "The Binghan Kingdom is a young kingdom, it was just born 92 years ago. His Majesty the Binghan Fifth inherited his grandfather's legacy of opening up territories. Ambitious, I hope he can change his title..."
“I understand it very well.” Tang Mo was startled for a moment, then nodded.
"What do you think of the country's name, Ice Empire?" the dwarf asked impatiently and nervously.
Tang Mo continued to nod slightly, and then made a noncommittal comment: "I think it's pretty good."
Then, he looked at the dwarf and confirmed: "I probably understand what you mean. You want the exclusive purchasing rights for all Datang Group's products...at least the exclusive purchasing rights in the northern continent."
In fact, the dwarves did not give much, at least they seemed very sincere. Tang Mo knew that if he spoke now, the dwarf might give him more.
However, what they want is not just technology and products, they want the full support of Datang Group to support the expansion of the Ice Kingdom.
This expansion probably includes many dwarf kingdoms, and these dwarf kingdoms will soon find the Datang Group and seek cooperation.
The dwarves do not want such things as the Poplar Kingdom and the Pinewood Kingdom to appear. They hope that there will be only one dwarf country in this world.
The Dwarf Empire...is quite interesting. Tang Mo thought secretly in his heart.
These dwarves hope that Datang Group will only support them and support them in using Datang Group’s technology to annex surrounding kingdoms.
Seeing that Tang Mo had understood what he meant, the dwarf continued: "If Datang Group fully supports our Binghan Kingdom, then within the Binghan Kingdom, or within the boundaries of the Binghan Empire, Datang Group's business will It will be smooth sailing and you...will be the most respected person."
“…” Tang Mo didn’t speak. He was thinking about the pros and cons of supporting the expansion of the Ice Kingdom into the Ice Empire.
In terms of its core interests, supporting a country to annex its neighboring countries cannot maximize its interests. Because he is an arms dealer, only division and war can provide him with a steady stream of profits.
However, he is an arms dealer...so, he not only has the benefits of the war, but also has a large number of other benefits that are immeasurable.
Medicine, food, finance, automobiles, ships... Taken together, war and peace, in fact, can bring huge profits to him.
Having a unified country that supports him may not be such a bad thing.
What's more, it is obvious that in this world where there are not many empires and each one is important, it is very tempting to want to be promoted to an empire.
Many kings want to become emperors, and many kingdoms want to transform into empires - and the standard for measuring a country is, to put it bluntly, the population of its territory.
As long as it expands to a certain extent, as long as the management level is sufficient, as long as the population is large enough and the territory is wide enough, as long as the emperor is strong enough, as long as... other empires recognize it, then a new empire will be formed until... it itself falls apart or is annexed and conquered. .
"So, sir, what do you mean?" Seeing that Tang Mo had been thinking and weighing, the dwarf couldn't sit still and asked.
"The conditions are very attractive, but they lack the ability to execute." Tang Mo shook his head and looked at the dwarf: "There are many empires in this world, and each empire is strong. Even Cyric cannot influence the will of the empire."
He paused, looked at the dwarf and continued: "I have no problem supporting the Ice Kingdom becoming an empire, but His Majesty, the Emperor of the Ice Empire, may not recognize me as a poor relative."
As he spoke, he pointed at himself: "When the time comes if you don't recognize your promise to me, I will still have to work hard to collect debts. It's a lot of trouble and trouble. It's not as easy as making money just lying around like it is now."
“So, what kind of protection do you want?”
"I need to think about it." Tang Mo stood up and walked towards the door. At the same time, he ordered the servants waiting there: "Enter our guests..."
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"You are rebelling! Betrayal! Go back! Otherwise we will shoot!" In the royal city of Dorne, at the end of a corridor in the royal palace, the thick wooden door with carved patterns was full of bullet holes.
An officer leaned against the doorframe and shouted loudly to the soldiers on the other side: "Your Majesty orders you to go back! This is an order!"
What answered him was a series of gunshots. The bullets hit the precious marble, splashing stone chips. The wooden door was hit with pieces flying everywhere, and gunpowder smoke spread in this gorgeous-looking corridor, making it seem like There is mist lingering. It's a pity that it would be better if there was no smell of burning sulfur in the air. The mist is also mixed with the nauseating smell of blood.
Because on the ground in the corridor, there were many corpses of soldiers lying in a staggered manner. A fierce battle had just broken out here. The bayonets of both sides were red, and both sides were injured.
The soldiers of the King's Guard with white cloth strips wrapped around their arms were nervously loading ammunition into their rifles. Their number was already very small, but they still persisted in fighting.
In the room, the wounded man was lying on the expensive carpet and groaning in despair. In the corner were the trembling servants and maids who didn't know what to do.
The expensive chess pieces inlaid with gems on the table have been tilted here and there, the tea cup has been smashed to the ground, and the teapot has been overturned on the side of the chess board. There is no one to take care of it at all.
The King of Dorne, who was sitting in his seat, looked ashen. He regretted that he did not listen to Tang Mo's opinion and did not pay attention to the rebel forces that were ready to move in his territory.
"Hand me over...can you, can you save everyone's lives..." The king raised his head and looked at the young officer guarding the door.
This young officer was not the commander of the guards. The commander died in the melee outside the palace. Now the young officer is the acting commander. In fact, before he was just a small guard captain.
Hearing the king speak, the young officer handed the rifle in his hand to the men behind him, walked up to the king, and persuaded: "Your Majesty! Reinforcements will arrive soon. You must not do it at this time. Shake! Hold on! There is always hope!”
Since His Majesty the King wants to perform, he must do his best, right? Seeing that the defense line here is about to collapse, the remaining dozen soldiers will not be able to hold on for long. If His Majesty the King had not said so, the guards would have been pushed out by the frightened guards to surrender and save their lives. Got the chips.
Now that he asked this question, everyone's blood surged and they cheered up their loyalty, so naturally they could continue to persevere...
Sure enough, the king's performance was effective. The soldiers behind the young man shouted at the rebels across the corridor at the top of their lungs: "Grandpa is here! If you have the ability, rush in!"
"Still, can you still hold on? How long can you hold on?" His Majesty the King of Dorne looked at the door where shrapnel was flying with a guilty conscience, and asked with a pale face.
"It's easy to defend and difficult to attack here. At least we can hold on. Soon King Qin's troops will come in from the outside, so they will be more anxious than us." The young soldier's eyes fell on the dandelion ring on his hand. , opened his mouth to comfort.
"Will there be reinforcements?" The slightly panicked king confirmed as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.
"If not, then I will use up the last bullet, Your Majesty!" The young officer stared at King Dorne's eyes. For some reason, King Dorne saw endless things in these unattractive eyes. Endless power.
In fact, the young officer didn't know whether his **** brothers would really come because they had not contacted him in advance.
He only knew that if they sensed danger, they would definitely try their best to come over and rush to him at all costs to save him.
This is a kind of trust, which is why his eyes are full of determination and endless strength pours out.
"I remember...you are from Burnas..." King Dorn looked at the young man in front of him and suddenly asked.
“Well, I am a graduate of the third batch of Datang Military Academy.” The young man made no secret of his identity: “I am proud to study there.”
"After today, you will be my captain of the guard!" The king was silent for a few seconds, and he didn't know whether he was making a wish to be promoted to a higher rank or a real feeling.
“Okay!” The young man stood at attention and gave the King of Dorne a military salute of the Tang Military Academy.
Then, he walked back to the door, took the spear from his soldier, stuck his head out to take a look, and immediately retracted: "Get ready to fight! I haven't fired for a long time. I'm probably thinking of some bad idea." Woolen cloth!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw someone carrying a large table over in the corridor. The table was covered with things, including quilts and cutting boards.
Obviously, after charging continuously for a long time with no results, the attacking rebels used their brains and found such a "siege vehicle".
“Kill!” Pushing such a shield, the rebel soldiers stepped on the corpses of their companions and kept squirming forward.
The faces of His Majesty the King's guards guarding here are ugly. There are only a dozen of them left. If they lose the terrain advantage, they will definitely not be able to defend this room.
They had no retreat. If there was anywhere else to escape, they would have escorted His Majesty the King and retreated backwards.
(End of this chapter)