I became the old one

Chapter 80 The Queen Sweeps Liuhe (Please Subscribe)
"Let's talk about it, how should we choose now, whether to choose to surrender or choose to resist to the end."

Deep in the southern rainforest, in the palace of the Ambi family.

Patriarch Hoss looked at several other representatives of the Grania family nearby.

Hoss is 18 meters tall. Although he is more than 1000 years old, he is still in good spirits. There is a faint dark red light in his eyes, and he looks around. Among the many representatives of the Grania family present, no one dares to look at him.

"Surrender or resist to the end, isn't our end the same?"

A plump dragonborn said with a bitter face.

"Cut the weeds to get rid of the roots. Since we chose to stand on the opposite side of the queen, our result is already doomed."

"Tandala is right."

In the house, another elderly representative of the Grania family echoed: "If the queen really adopts a soft policy, after breaking through the city, she would not choose to hang the patriarchs of the Grania family."

"Damn Hispania! She betrayed our glory, and she is destined to be betrayed by the gods!"

in a closed room.

A representative of the Grania family said angrily.

Although he was furious, his trembling voice still exposed the fear hidden in his heart.

"It's not too pessimistic now. Before the matter is over, everything will turn around." Hoss swept his gaze from the faces of the dragon descendants present, and the voice in the room subsided.

He just opened his mouth lightly.

Hearing this sentence, Tandala was suddenly curious.

He opened his eyes wide and asked excitedly: "Master Huos, since you have said so, there must be a solution to the problem."

"Yes."

Hoss nodded, sighing inwardly.

It is unreliable to rely on this group of fat-brained guys, and you have to rely on yourself in the end.

"Since that's the case, you might as well tell us and let us listen. All of us here are on the same boat, and we won't leak the news." Another old dragonborn said steadily.

"I received news from the front that the Queen's army is actually inferior to ours in terms of total strength and equipment."

Hoss said: "But the reason why we are retreating on the frontal battlefield is because there is a powerful existence in the Queen's army that we cannot compete with."

"Could it be the messenger of the gods!?"

Tandala screamed suddenly, her face was filled with panic and bewilderment.

"If it was the emissary of the gods, this war would have ended long ago. Our soldiers would take the initiative to hang us alive...the gods will not intervene in the struggle between the dragonborn."

Hoss said so.

Although this is said, in fact, Hoss wants to comfort his allies more.

As for the authenticity of this sentence, Hoss is not sure.

"Since it's not the messenger of the gods, who could it be... No matter how powerful a dragon descendant is, there will be limits. How could it be possible for one person to influence the entire war situation?"

Tandala was puzzled.

Everyone nodded and turned their searching eyes to Hoss.

"It's Dones. The elder brother of Queen Hispania and the eldest son of King Adam..." Hoss shared the information he knew with everyone: "He disappeared on the ice field for 300 years, and everyone thought he had disappeared. He died, but Donez not only survived, but when he reappeared, he showed terrifying strength. The soldiers of our Ambi family were easily slaughtered by him like livestock."

Hoth didn't even hide from his allies that he tried to assassinate the Queen in Winterfell.

"So, let's put it this way. We only need to find a way to target or kill that Donez, and we can win this war." Tandala thought he had grasped the key to the problem, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Yes."

Hoss nodded, finally forcing out a smile on his serious face.

"But since Donez is really as powerful as you describe, and there is no opponent among the dragonborn, how can we get rid of him?" A representative of the Grania family interrupted and asked worriedly.

"Since I dare to bring it up with you, I am sure of solving the problem."

Hoss had a smile on his face.

Then lowered his voice: "We have no choice, but we can use the power of the alien..."

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a few days later.

In the queen's tent.

Flickering candles illuminated the face of the Queen, who sat on a soft throne covered with animal skins.Standing beside the queen, holding the Granian sword, is her brother Donez.

Further out are several dragonborn guards holding long daggers.

The atmosphere in the camp was dull, the queen was expressionless, and looked towards the direction of the curtain, as if she was waiting for something.

Shortly after.

The curtain was lifted.

A tall young dragonborn wearing a black cloak came in from outside the camp.

He untied the cloak on his body, indicating that he was not carrying any weapons, then knelt in front of the queen's throne, and said loudly, "Howard, the eldest son of the Amby family, has an audience with the queen."

Hispania nodded.

There was no opening, and the suffocating pressure was still lingering in the tent.

Howard raised his head slightly, saw the majestic and beautiful queen on the throne, and then saw Purgatory Shura standing beside the queen.

He was tall and skinny, with dense scars overlapping his rough skin. He looked a little ordinary, but his eyes burst out with a captivating light.When Howard and Donez's eyes met inadvertently, Howard suddenly felt as if he had fallen into the boundless icefield of despair, his whole body was stiff, and his soul seemed to be screaming in fear.

Fortunately, that gaze only lasted for a short moment before moving away from Howard.

He is far more terrifying than the legends say, he is simply a monster, an enemy that cannot be defeated... Howard had this thought in his heart, whether the plan that was originally a surefire plan could be successful or not, there have been many changes at this time.

However, now that he has come to the throne of the queen.

Howard still bite the bullet and brought his own news: "The sweet fragrance lingers around the queen of the battlefield, I bring you a wish for reconciliation. The Amby family is willing to surrender in front of you and pay for what they have committed. atonement for wrongdoing, but before that, we need you to prove that this war is the will of the gods and not your greed."

"How do I prove it?"

A smile appeared on Hispania's face when he heard the first half of the sentence.

However, after Howard finished speaking, the smile on the queen's face gradually disappeared. These blood-sucking worms really won't surrender easily.

She looked at Howard seriously.

The dull atmosphere in the hall became more and more tense, but Howard calmly presented the plan he had prepared.

(End of this chapter)