The withdrawal of the mission will mainly send two signals.
First, the mission judged that Simeng had fallen into war. Although it was a business mission and not a serious diplomacy, it still had a certain influence.
The second is a guess that Han Dongwen is not sure about.
Will the withdrawal of business groups, expatriates, etc. be for the next military operation?
If Xuegang had a plot against Simeng, and therefore encouraged the merchant envoys from other countries to withdraw in advance, so as not to be tied up when the war started, is it possible?
Han Dongwen thought for a moment and shook his head.
The possibility is very low. The national power of Blood Harbor cannot be said to be at its peak. The main diplomatic strategy is that of a mad dog and a hedgehog. Whoever eats must leave some blood.
If not, this former pirate gathering place would not be able to exist so peacefully. In fact, the surrounding countries feel that the cost of clearing it out is higher than the benefits. Moreover, a trade route has a starting point and an end point. Why should I pay for the starting point of the route? Send troops so that you can enjoy the gains at the end?
The result of failing to reach an agreement no matter how much we talk is the formation of Blood Harbor.
The possibility of such a country suddenly taking the initiative to attack is not high. In order to protect themselves, it is more likely that they should be determined not to start a war with other countries. They should be so close to each other while legitimizing their own business and income transformation. .
"If there is any action, it must be supported by some external force, maybe the eldest prince, maybe..."
Han Dongwen did not forget that the Catholic Church was equally weak but also rampant against the Grand Duke and Simeng.
Perhaps the fall also affected Blood Harbor in some way.
"No matter what, we should find out tonight."
With this thought in mind, he stood up, stretched, and walked out of the study.
Whether the mission leaves or not, preparations must be made for both situations.
The preparation for the mission to leave Simeng requires the participation of players.
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Later that day, Siyang, Flower Street.
Lively, bustling and bustling.
Flower Street is already very lively as usual, and today it is even more crowded and very popular.
His Highness's banquet, the border victory, in this atmosphere, even the children running on the street seemed to have their faces redder than before, and they laughed louder than before.
A group of people stood out in this colorful street, and all the passers-by turned around and stopped to take a look.
It turned out to be officers and soldiers wearing silver dragon helmets that were rarely seen on weekdays.
Not blue military uniforms, nor black and red armor, but officers and soldiers of the National Finance Department wearing brown armor and silver helmets.
If they were not doing business or doing big business, they would not be seen a few times throughout the year.
At this moment, they were actually escorting a group of sedan horses, which was really rare.
Could it be that what was hidden in the sedan was not a human being, but gold and silver ingots?
The people retreating on both sides speculated, looked curiously, and watched the group of people heading towards the palace.
But there were no gold or silver ingots in the sedan, but living people.
But as a foreign business mission, they may be more valuable than a body of gold.
In one of the sedan chairs, a young man with black hair and black eyes sat.
His hair is slightly long, but it is not tied up in the crown, but simply tied up and hanging down from his left shoulder.
He clearly looks like a Simeng man, but the clothes he is wearing are a set of clothes that have no Simeng characteristics at all. A lotus leaf-like bow tie falls from the center of the collarbone, and a leather waist protector is tied around his waist. The outside is dark. The robe has no sleeves, revealing his fine white undershirt like a mandarin jacket.
Stepping on the wooden board in the sedan chair was a pair of leather boots below the knee sewn with gold thread. The tops of the boots were exaggeratedly wide open, making them appear arrogant and domineering.
He leaned on the sedan chair boredly, tilted his head slightly, and raised his hand - there were three jeweled rings on his five white fingers, which made him look very wealthy.
But the strange thing is that even with such a graceful dress, it does not make this man look noble and peaceful. On the contrary, the faintly ferocious temperament paired with these jewelry that should be quietly admired makes him look more like It's like a dragon entrenched on its own treasure.
This hand lifted the side curtain. The man looked outside and smiled disdainfully:
"I'm very happy, Simeng people."
The person sitting opposite him seemed to be his servant. She was a girl who looked like a West Asian. Her originally pretty face had a scar across the bridge of her nose. Her pale blond hair was a bit withered, and she didn't look like someone from a wealthy family. The servant is so decent.
But the material of her clothes is also very good, which is really contradictory.
"Lieutenant General Taiyi, you are from Simeng. Do you know what they are celebrating?" the girl asked.
The man known as Taiyi is the representative of the Mianjiang Merchant Group, the official business group of Blood Harbor. He is the Lieutenant General of Blood Harbor, Zhan Taiyi.
Mianjiang Merchant Group is the name of Simeng, just as Bailan Mountain is called Morne Mountain by West Asia. The original meaning of the word Mianjiang, which is the real way that Xue Gang calls this merchant group, is slightly longer than this.
The "Emperor's Current" represents the institution that legitimates the gradual transformation of smuggling in Bloodport.
There was a fierce glint in Zhan Tai's eyes, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, showing a smiley expression:
"There is nothing better than winning a distant war. The people living in Siyang do not need to worry about their own safety, but they can also enjoy the joy of victory. Of course they are so happy."
"Has the Church of Asia given up on this?"
The blonde asked immediately.
Zhan Taiyi put down the hand holding the curtain and fumbled for the handle of a short knife at his waist. The handle and scabbard of the short knife were also full of pearls and jade, but it looked like a Taka style.
It was probably a trophy, like everything else he owned.
"It's impossible to give up. Simeng claimed to have rescued the Grand Duke, but he still didn't let the Grand Duke come forward. Instead, he used the name of the Grand Duke of West Asia to invade the five cities. I think that Tilda is probably gone, but the body was left to Simeng. Master it, and then use it to bite Xia in the face."
Zhan Taiyi smiled confidently and raised his right leg to the knee of his left leg:
"Furthermore, Gu Ya, to say the least, even if the Catholic Church really gives up, it will only be good for us, and there will be no harm."
The blond woman named Gu Ya laughed, and the smile on her face looked a bit ferocious despite the knife marks on her face:
"Tilda...that woman is dead, which is indeed good news."
Zhan Taiyi looked at his entourage in front of him. He knew that Gu Ya had suffered many hardships in West Asia since she was a child, but he was not interested in delving into the sworn hatred between her and the Grand Duke of West Asia.
Having a grudge is enough.
"But Lieutenant General, why did Simeng, the plague king, invite us to a banquet?" Gu Ya asked again.
The slight jolt of the sedan stopped at this moment. Zhan Taiyi grinned, showing his sharp canine teeth:
"We'll find out soon, won't we? Although there's not even half a good person in Simeng's palace, I've always been interested in good wine and good food. Today is a state banquet, and you're in for a treat."
