Why did the lord rebel

The dragon landed on the ground with a strong wind.

Chris Mann walked forward in three steps and two steps, carefully helped Xia Houyan climb down Sindragosa's dragon back, and then reached out to take the boss's windproof sunglasses.

"My lord, I have confirmed the surrounding situation. All the enemy troops have been wiped out, and the nearest federal stronghold in the occupied area is more than 10 minutes away." Chris saluted and announced loudly, " It may take even longer for the regular orc army to respond to our surprise attack."

"Three and 10 minutes is enough." Xia Houyan laughed, patted Chris on the shoulder, and walked forward with the command knife.

With just one glance, he discovered the target of Shuangfengling's operation:
The commander of the Glorious Federation, Dalton Wakemar, was sitting cross-legged on the ground next to his modified version of the "Blaze of Blood" car.His blood-stained steel helmet was put aside at the moment, and the federal uniform on his body was also covered in dust.

However, Dalton Wekmar still seemed eerily calm—he was silently gazing at the distant sky, with a lighted Soulbreaker specialty cigar in his mouth—perhaps after being captured. , looking for a certain Frost Maple Ridge soldier to come.

According to Xia Houyan's first impression, the military commander-in-chief of the federal orcs may look a little too ordinary:

Dalton Wekmar was not a very strong orc. He could only be regarded as a medium-sized man with a rather ordinary appearance. Even his green skin seemed to be no different from other orc commoners.

After coming to another world, Xia Houyan has seen many famous heroes and generals on the mainland, but compared with the commanders-in-chief of the three armies such as the Grand Duke Rosario and the Marquis Grant, Doyle, who is in charge of the strongest national armed force in the mainland in name, Don Wakemar, on the contrary, seems to lack some heroic arrogance that a commander should have.

Beside Dalton Wakemar, there were five or six federal officers in military uniforms, presumably his aides or adjutants who were riding with him in the chariot.Although the noble Dalton Wakemar was not bound in any way, this group of junior officers undoubtedly did not deserve such preferential treatment, and they were all tied up into rice dumplings by the Frost Maple Ridge thugs and thrown on the ground.

Except for this small group of federal officers, there was no living orc on the entire dirt road.

Frost Maple Ridge has actually been secretly planning this beheading operation targeting Dalton Wakemar ever since he got the information about the itinerary of the federal leader.

It is not an easy task to go deep into the enemy's occupied area and attack the highest commander of the enemy country. What is required is the suddenness and concealment of an attack. Of course, it is impossible for Shuangfengling to risk letting go of a few convoy guards and let them give to the surrounding orc strongholds. The risk of reporting and attracting rescue.

The first three vehicles and the last three vehicles, a total of six "Apocalypse" chariots were dispatched to form an encirclement, plus the elite support of Xindagosa and Shuangfengling - this army consisted of only [-] infantry and [-] wolf cavalry. In the escort team, not a single orc soldier could escape from the small ambush circle carefully prepared by Frost Maple Ridge.

After confirming that all the active forces of the enemy have been killed, the Frost Maple Ridge elite responsible for carrying out this operation has now built a small defensive circle around Dalton Wakemar's scrapped car.

A total of six "Apocalypse" tanks and three "Igor" armored personnel carriers were parked sideways at the moment, using their indestructible bodies to construct a circle of temporary fortifications.The Frost Maple Ridge shooter with the "Hippocampus" crossbow in his hand was crawling behind the car body, alert to the federal enemies that might attack from any direction.

In an instant, the roads in the occupied area, which were originally calm and calm, became a circular cell in which the captured Dalton Wakemar was imprisoned in the center—even the human farmers who were grazing on the pastures on both sides At this time, it was also suppressed and controlled by the soldiers of Shuangfengling.

While Xia Houyan confirmed that the surrounding layout was correct, and strode towards Dalton Wakemar, the federal leader also noticed him.

Dalton Wakemar's gaze first paused for a moment on the huge steel dragon behind Xia Houyan, and then glanced bitterly at Lord Frost Maple Ridge's too young face and his fringed hair. Gorgeous red dress.

"Eliot Igor. Duke of Frost Maple Ridge." When Xia Houyan was three steps away from Dalton Vekmar, the orc commander spoke first, and said Xia Houyan in a deep, common language of the empire. The names and identities of high officials.

"And you, dear Mr. Orc, must be His Excellency the Grand Commander of the Glorious Federation, Dalton Vekmar." Xia Houyan stopped, bowed to Dalton Vekmar in a serious manner, and said A blessing greeting commonly used by believers in the Holy Spirit, "May the Holy Light shine on your path forever."

"'May the Holy Light shine on my path forever'..." Dalton Wakemar said sarcastically, "I didn't know you were still a fanatical believer."

"Commander Vekmar, each of us is very devout in our own beliefs—it's just that everyone believes in different things." Xia Houyan replied with a smile while supporting the "President Southern Military Affairs" command knife at his waist. "It's because everyone believes differently that there's so much conflict and destruction and greatness in this world, isn't there?"

Dalton Wakemar smiled wryly, but did not answer.

He looked away from the face of the official Xiahou, stared at the soldiers of Shuangfengling in the distance with his bloodshot eyes for a while, and then asked:
"Are you here specifically to catch me?"

"Of course. Apart from you, my dear Commander Dalton Wakemar, there is nothing worthy of Shuang Fengling's intrusion into the enemy's territory alone." Xia Houyan laughed.

"I'm very honored." Dalton Wakemar snorted, and pouted at the "Astrakhan" chariot parked in the distance, "How did you sneak into our federal occupation zone? Why? I didn't get any—”

"'Meursault Invisible Satin Cloth'." Xia Houyan took out a handkerchief-sized silk satin that eternally refracted the blurred light from his arms, and waved it in front of Dalton Wakemar's eyes, "I believe you are very interested in this kind of cloth." The material is no stranger, after all, in the battle of Eternal Sun City three months ago, this thing has just made immortal contributions to your country!"

Dalton Wakemar looked at the magic invisibility cloth in Xia Houyan's hand, his expression became much more gloomy.

"Demon Race." He said coldly, "So these southern bastards really sold this thing to your empire..."

"Dear Commander Dalton Wakemar, no one can refuse a piece of war money, especially when our bid from Frost Maple Ridge is more than twice that of your Federation orcs." Xia Houyan will "silence Erso Invisible Satin" retracted into his arms, folded his arms and smiled, "I don't think you have any reason to accuse the Demons of providing this kind of magic item to both sides of the war at the same time—after all, this is a purely market behavior..."

Dalton Wakemar said coldly:

"The Demons once swore to sell only 'Meursault Invisible Satin' to our Federation. These bastards will pay for their betrayal."

"Then I am sincerely looking forward to the day when justice will be served." Xia Houyan said righteously like the host of a March [-] party.

The two fell into a brief silence.

In the end, Dalton Wakemar said coldly:
"So, Elliot Igor, you won. You got my itinerary, you sneaked into the occupied area of ​​our country through the arms sales of those demon bastards, and you caught me. I can admit my failure , but with the honor of a soldier I demand to know what is the end that awaits me?"

"Respected Commander Dalton Wakemar, your ending is not important." Xia Houyan shook his head indifferently, "What I need is the ending of this war."

He held out his hand and snapped his fingers.

Sean Mountbatten, who had already been standing beside him, hastily opened the briefcase he was carrying with him, and took out a stack of official documents and handed them to the lord.

"This is the unconditional surrender letter that we, Frost Maple Ridge, have just drafted. The content includes your country—that is, the Glorious Federation—officially acknowledging your defeat in the sixth human-orc war, completely withdrawing from the occupied area, and ceding Thorn City, Holy Land territory, and ten-year war reparations.” Xia Houyan shook the document in his hand, and handed it to Dalton Wakemar with a smile, “I believe, respected Mr. Dalton Wakemar Your Excellency, as the supreme commander of the federal military force, you should have the right to sign this surrender document, right?"

Dalton Wakemar squinted at the letter of surrender in the hands of the Duke of Frost Maple Ridge. First, a sarcasm was drawn at the corner of his mouth, then he chuckled lightly, then he laughed loudly, and finally he looked up to the sky with a long smile full of resentment:

"Master Elliott Igor! You are not naive enough to think that just because you caught me, you can make the entire Glorious Federation surrender? You are not naive enough to think that after you kill me, the glorious There won’t be another Grand Commander of the Federation to succeed me, right? You wouldn’t be so naive as to think that your beheading will bring your damn human empire back to life!”

Xia Houyan tilted his head and waited until Dalton Wakemar's sad and indignant laughter stopped before he smiled slightly:
"No... Commander Dalton Vekmar, I don't think I'm naive."

Then, under Dalton Wakemar's somewhat astonished gaze, he stretched out his other hand, and spewed out a burst of magical flames from his palm, burning the carefully prepared surrender documents to ashes.

Among the fly ash blowing in the wind, even Sean Mountbatten and Chris Mann, who were standing aside, could hardly hide the surprise on their faces.

"Eliot Igor..." Dalton Wakemar's eyes became serious.He straightened up slightly, stared at the young Shuangfengling lord, and asked in a hissed voice, "...What do you mean?"

"Commander Dalton Wakemar, we are always full of doubts about war, aren't we?" Xia Houyan patted off the remaining ashes on his hand, and snapped his fingers.

Immediately, a Frost Maple Ridge soldier pulled two chairs from nowhere, and placed them side by side in front of Dalton Wakemar's scrapped car.

Xia Houyan sat down on one of the chairs, then stretched out his hand and patted the other one.

Grand Commander Dalton Wakemar hesitated for a moment, stood up from the ground, and then sat down side by side with Lord Frostmaple Ridge.

In the blue sky, white clouds hang high.A human and an orc just sat quietly on the dirt road in the east that once belonged to the empire but has now fallen, as if war and destruction had never existed, and the end and death were so far away.

"Commander Vekmar, I have always had a lot of questions about this war." Xia Houyan took a cigar from Sean Mountbatten and put it in his mouth, and said leisurely with some ambiguity, "For example ...How will it end? Counting from the beginning of the Sixth War until now, human beings have died a full 10 people, and you orcs have also died a little bit, and many of them are ours. Fengling personally sent it away. But what about now? Yes, you have indeed temporarily withdrawn from the Burning Crystal Canyon, but the war is still not over; I captured you—the Supreme Military Commander of the Federation—but the war is still not over All this confuses me—Which corner of the empire do you federal orcs finally want to step on the iron hooves of the Frostwolf Cavalry? How much land do you want to bring into the glory of the God of War? How do the human remnants of this occupied area reproduce and live? How can we put an end to this whole disaster? I have never found the answers to these questions, so... I am here to find you , Grand Master Dalton Wekmar. Do you have the answers to these questions?"

Dalton Wakemar turned his head and looked gloomily into the dark eyes of the young human nobleman.

"I am a warrior, not a politician, my lord Duke Igor." The unattractive orc commander was silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, "And the answer to your question—about this The answer to how the war should end, even if I know it in my heart, honor still prevents me from revealing it to you."

"Shuangfengling always has a way to make people talk." Xia Houyan narrowed his eyes.

"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed, because even I don't fully understand the ultimate strategic goal of the Glorious Federation in this war-if you want to know this, you may have to execute another beheading of our respected Great Chief His Excellency Action." Dalton Wakemar laughed.

Xia Houyan leaned back on the chair: he knew in his heart that senior orc officers seldom lie.

"However, I can give you a suggestion—a friendly reminder as a colleague for the sake of you and me being military commanders." Dalton Wakemar took a deep breath, then sank Said, "Look, this war is like a balance. The western end of the balance is the Empire's Eversun City, and the eastern end of the balance is the Federation's Thorn City. It means the destruction of the balance, and it means the irreversible end of the war... So, if the humans in your empire really want an answer, then try to conquer the Thorn City east of the bloody front. You can remember Live: As long as Thorn City does not fall, we and the people of God of War will not admit defeat for a day."

Xiahou Yansu looked at Dalton Wakemar:

"Mr. Datong, are you suggesting that I attack your country's cities?"

"No——I am sending you a sacred invitation to a duel, my lord Duke Igor." Dalton Wakemar shook his head slowly, "Sometimes, if you don't know the beginning of the story, you just can't Arriving at the end of the story, and Thorn City—the beginning and the end of everything is there, and I have always had a strong premonition...they are always waiting for you."

Xia Houyan took two puffs of cigar silently, then stood up, nodded respectfully and said:
"I will seriously consider your suggestion. Now, Honorable Commander Dalton Wakemar, I'm afraid I must wrong you and go to the empire as a prisoner."

"I have to admit that you imperial people are much stronger than I imagined." Dalton Wakemar shrugged indifferently, and stood up following the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge.

However, to his surprise, the black-haired human noble in front of him suddenly chuckled slightly playfully.

"No, Grand Commander Vekmar..." Xia Houyan shook his head and corrected, "We are not from 'Empire'—we are from 'Shuangfengling'."

Then, a few Frost Maple Ridge guards with big arms and round waists stepped forward and put the thoughtful Grand Commander Dalton Wakemar on the back of Sindragosa's dragon.