Lord Roar

Chapter 282 The old fox and the little fox

In an inconspicuous stone house, there were only four people sitting at this moment.

Alan representing the Bloodhoof Tribe, Orpheus representing the Holy See, and Chief Manstein representing the Great Chief Tribe and the [-] barbarians, and the barbarian Grand Elder Ren.

After the host and guest were seated, the Great Elder Ren said dissatisfiedly: "Does Chief Bloodhoof have any ulterior motives, and he wants to take great pains to send the others away?"

Alan didn't have the same knowledge as him, but said lightly: "The two tribes of the North and the South fought, and [-] barbarians from the wild and ancient plains were involved."

The great elder Ren didn't know what Alan was doing with this nonsense. Isn't the purpose of everyone here is because of this matter, so there is no need to repeat it.

Manstein asked with a half-smile: "What does Chief Bloodhoof mean?"

"I haven't reached an agreement yet?" Allen said disdainfully: "Seven people came here at once, and they all want to take advantage of it, right?"

When the great elder Ren heard what Alan said, he no longer had that dissatisfied expression, but bowed his head in embarrassment.

What the other party said was correct. Before that, everyone had not reached an agreement at all. The high-level leaders of the Great Chief tribe kept arguing, and the debate had not yet come to a conclusion. Then they continued to argue with the three major tribes. Some said they wanted food, and some Those who said they wanted to support each other, and some who said they didn’t want to help each other, ended up arguing with no results. If Chief Giselle hadn’t been staying in the Bloodhoof Tribe, there would have been even more quarrels. You must know that this female chief is a very different person. Reasonable thorn.

And the most speechless thing is that among the barbarians who have always been martial, there are actually two factions, one is the hawks who fight, and the other is the doves who want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

In the end, under the strong coercion of the main combat faction headed by Manstein, a consensus was temporarily formed, that is, to see what conditions the Holy See and the human race have offered. Watch the tigers fight.

It was precisely because of this that the people with evil intentions didn't trust each other, and everyone wanted to get more benefits for themselves. That's why seven people came here, and they represented different forces from top to bottom of the barbarian tribe.

Manstein and Ryan had to admire Allen's grasp of people's hearts so thoroughly, and it seemed that they had known that many people would come, so they arranged in advance to let others go.

Seeing the other party was regarded as acquiescing, and Alan didn't intend to pursue it, and regardless of whether everyone could understand it or not, he said with a slight sneer: "The system kills people. If this continues, it is estimated that when the Beamon orcs wiped out the tribe of the Great Chief Nothing can be discussed."

Glancing at Holy Son Orpheus, Allen asked directly: "Tell me, what do you think of the Holy See? I think you have always let that guy Langningt go to the southern parish these days, and your Holy Mountain is also roughly Let’s discuss and come to a conclusion.”

Orpheus nodded and said: "First, triple the amount of food and supplies according to the previous amount. After a year, if the battle is stalemate, you can discuss it again. No matter whether you win or lose, at least the extra supplies can protect you barbarians in the wilderness. You can make a comeback, but the Great Chief tribe must also ensure that your tribe must mobilize at least [-] elite fighters to cooperate with our main army to harass the Bimeng army's supply team, and if necessary, you also need to participate in large-scale frontal battles."

Allen glanced at Manstein with a half-smile.

Manstein said nothing.

However, Ren nodded. The wild ancient plains cannot be planted, let alone large-scale breeding. If they do not receive funding from the southern diocese or other countries in recent decades, let alone maintain a population base of [-], [-] will be difficult. .

However, these materials are not easy to get. Not only must humans and the Holy See’s business groups be allowed to walk on the wilderness, but they must also sneak into the Bimont land on a small scale to help the Holy See with intelligence, and the Holy See has turned its face and refused to recognize people. These religious lunatics said Just start playing.

You must know that other tribes don’t have enough to eat, especially in the harsh weather conditions in the cold winter months, they can’t even go out to hunt. Once they enter the state of war, if they don’t have enough to eat, their combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly affected. of.

Ren is quite satisfied with Orpheus's proposal. After all, if it is tripled, a lot of food and supplies will be available. Indeed, as the other party said, the barbarians have no worries. As for [-] barbarian warriors or two Thousands of barbarian warriors, it doesn't matter whether they participate in the battle frontally or sneak attack from the rear, it's all fighting anyway.

Seeing Ren's expression, Allen couldn't help but feel a little disdainful, wondering how such an idiot became the great elder of the barbarians.

Manstein nodded with a smile and said, "Three times, it's indeed a lot."

Allen rolled his eyes. He thinks it's better to fly solo. This combination has no future.

Who knows that Manstein said again: "There are three times more food and supplies than before. It is indeed a lot. To be honest, we don't need it. How about this? We barbarians understand that your Holy See wants to fight Beamon, so we don't want to touch this." It's cheap, let's send a hundred messengers to help you identify the terrain, how about other barbarians shrink their defenses and wait for work?"

"Old fox!" Allen gave a thumbs up secretly, and then he calmed down and really examined this inconspicuous barbarian chief.

"Great chief, what do you mean...don't accept my proposal?" Orpheus showed a somewhat surprised expression.

But Allen knew that this guy was pretending, and this kid's immature face hides this old and cunning freak.

Manstein said with a smile: "It is not impossible to triple the food and supplies, but we need a promise, a promise from the Pope, a paper agreement, and an agreement with the Holy See."

"What promises and agreements?"

Manstein glanced at Allen and said, "Southern Diocese! I want the power of the entire Southern Diocese to belong to our barbarians, including Fortress of Light."

The words stirred up a thousand waves, and the first elder Renn's face was dull, revealing an incredible look.

Allen also had a dull face. He didn't expect this old guy to have such a big appetite.

But Orpheus sneered, seemingly extremely disdainful.

Manstein lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "The magic coordinates of Fort Holy Light in the southern parish have been exposed. Not only Beamon knows it, but the Bloodhoof tribe also knows it, and the Bloodhoof tribe has enmity with your Holy See. If one day the two sides Turn your face, the Bloodhoof tribe with a lot of teleportation ability wants to attack the Fort of Holy Light, how do you deal with it? And who knows if Beamon will teleport a large-scale corps from a long distance again to surprise the Fort of Holy Light."

Orpheus' complexion changed, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Great Chief, are you threatening the Holy See?"

Manstein shook his head and said: "The southern diocese is so big, Fortress of Holy Light has been known as an impregnable fortress for hundreds of years, but the facts have proved that this is not the case. Fortress of Holy Light is now like the Holy See. Chicken ribs are generally useless, the existence of the Holy Light Castle is to guard against our barbarians, the large-scale garrison is obviously not worth the loss, and the small-scale garrison is impossible to prevent, so it is better to give our barbarians a land to recuperate."

"Great Chief, what do you mean to say that our Holy See has spent a hundred years operating the Fort of Holy Light, from a fortress against barbarians to a fortress against our human race? You can set foot on the human territory whenever you want, do you think I, or the Holy See and other human countries will agree?"

Manstein glanced at Allen, and said quietly: "If this is the case, then forget it, the [-] barbarians will not help each other. Since you want to give the Fort of Holy Light to Beamon, there is no way."

Orpheus sneered: "You mean, without you barbarians, we couldn't defeat the Beamon orcs in the wilderness?"

Manstein didn't answer, and looked at Allen with an inexplicable expression.

"High! It's really high!" Allen glanced at Manstein admiringly, and didn't care what Orpheus thought, and said directly: "Old chief, I think so, we don't help each other, and the two clans fight against us What's the matter, the Holy See is not a good thing, why don't you listen to me, let's go directly to the Beamon orcs. With our help, the Beamon orcs will take advantage of the terrain and drive straight into the heart of mankind, saving the flames of war It is burning on our barren ancient plain, I guess Bimon must be more generous than the Holy See."

Manstein was noncommittal and did not answer.

"If the Fort of Holy Light is handed over to others, you barbarians are only responsible for sneak attacking the supply troops. It would be too whimsical."

Manstein said expressionlessly: "Are we barbarians whimsical? For hundreds of years, we just used us as an example to scare other heretics. How many innocent small tribes were attacked and killed by your so-called adventurers or mercenaries with despicable means? Now that the Beamon invasion is imminent, the Fort of Holy Light is just a strong fortress for us, Lord Son of God, you look young now It's only twenty, but I didn't underestimate you, and please don't take us for fools. The barbarians have only 8 people. Even if they occupy the Fort of Holy Light, so what if they occupy the southern parish? A race with a population of less than [-], think To aggressively invade the human race with a population of hundreds of millions, am I stupid or are you stupid?"

Allen hadn't thought that the old man Manstein was quite principled, and he was very logical.

Thinking about it, apart from the Beast Forest, the Holy Light Fort and the southern parish are the only way for the human race to set foot on the Great Wasteland. The Holy Light Fort was built at the beginning, but it was just a strategic buffer for the Holy See, just to facilitate the crusade against heretics It's all for the legion to rest and replenish supplies. Everyone knows that as long as the barbarians are not all fools, it is impossible to invade the territory of the human race on a large scale, unless the population base is doubled by a hundred times.

Orpheus retorted: "Then how do you ensure that you will not invade our territory after occupying the Holy Light Fort?"

"Then how do you ensure that after my family occupies the Fort of Holy Light, you will not turn your face and deny anyone?"

Allen smiled, this doesn't look like a negotiation, the old man Manstein is really an old fox, and it seems that the conversation is going to collapse at all.

(End of this chapter)