Lord Roar

Chapter 283
Orpheus glanced at Allen, who was gloating, and snorted coldly: "Chief, my patience is limited. The statue of the Holy Father in the Holy Light Castle is the first statue erected by our Holy See. The meaning of Light Fortress is not something you pagans can understand. Beamon orcs successfully attacked the southern diocese once, but the Holy See will never allow this to happen a second time. Those who look like the Father will surely bear the wrath of the Holy See."

Allen whispered disdainfully: "A broken stone statue, if I was kicked upside down and pulled back at that time, you may not be able to stop it."

Damn, I still bear the wrath of the holy Holy See. At that time, so many princes of the Bimenghu tribe almost had the statue of the Holy Father on their faces, and I didn't see what happened to you.

Orpheus glared at Allen, then called Longningt, who was acting as a guard at the door, and whispered, "Start now, record the conversation between us, and report it to the Holy Mountain later."

Ronning nodded, and took out the paper and pen from his pocket to record.

Orpheus tapped on the table, and said after a while: "I can pretend that I didn't hear your outrageous words just now. On behalf of the Holy See, I will give you another chance to the chief tribe to formally discuss the alliance between the two parties."

Allen rolled his eyes and whispered, "Who cares."

"Oh, that's fine." Manstein said to Allen in a flat tone: "Then disturb Chief Bloodhoof, let's go back to the Great Chief tribe first."

"What?" Orpheus was a little dazed. Seeing Manstein pulling the same sluggish Ren to stand up, he got up and was about to leave the stone house.

"Wait." Orpheus asked Manstein's back word by word: "You barbarians, or your great chief, what do you rely on? I really thought that we could let you take advantage of the fire to fight against the Beamon orcs. ?"

"It's not to take advantage of the fire, but we need it. Whether we give it or not, we can give you time to think about it." Manstein turned around and said, "I'll give you three days."

Ronningt, who was recording next to him, changed his face drastically. He couldn't figure it out, and even more couldn't figure it out. Ever since he came to the negotiating table, Alan, who has a very tough personality, has rarely spoken out. Instead, he has been humbly flattering Manstein in the southern parish for many years. Because it is aggressive.

This was unimaginable before. Manstein had turned his face against the southern parish once. It was before the Iron Cavalry Beast Legion crusade against the Bloodhoof tribe, and Manstein threatened to lead [-] barbarians to fight against it.

In the future, the war between the north and the south that can be said to sweep across the mainland is not a mere [-] barbarians who will not participate if they don't want to participate. At that time, the barbarians will have to choose an ally or find a backer. There is no second way to choose, so Why is Manstein so confident?Could it be that the Great Chief tribe has reached some kind of agreement with the Beamon orcs in private?

Or could it be that Manstein is planning to take all his clansmen up to Tamrila Snow Mountain again to avoid the disaster of war like a thousand years ago?
You must know that after the barbarians came down from the snow-capped mountains last time, at least two-thirds of their population was lost. Can the barbarians still bear such a big loss today?
Ronningt did not believe that Manstein was so stupid, not to mention this possibility, even the idea of ​​defecting to Beamon was not feasible.

Although the barbarians are tall, their appearance is very similar to that of the human race. If the war wins, the Beast Beast Emperor will never show mercy to the barbarian. Beamon has always believed that the wilderness barbarians have always acted as thugs of the Holy See.

And the fact is true, when the Behemoth orcs retreated to the north of the mainland after the defeat, the barbarians who happened to escape from the disaster of the war came down from the Tamrila Snow Mountain, and after the two met, they started working without a word of nonsense.

The idea of ​​the barbarians is very simple, relying on you, the orcs can't beat the human race, and want to go to the wilderness to fight the autumn wind and bully us?

The idea of ​​the Beamon orcs is also very simple. The barbarians rely on you, and they can't beat the human race or you. I just borrow the way to go home, so you won't let it?
So the two gangs started working.

It stands to reason that even if the Beamon orcs were defeated by the human race, it was only a strategic retreat. There were hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the established legions, but because of low morale and the loss of hundreds of Beamon priests, they were defeated by the barbarians on a small scale. The surprise attack gave the beaten soldiers and lost the generals.

It is precisely because of this that even after so many years, if the Beamon orcs hadn't been concerned about the Holy See, they would have long wanted to eradicate the barbarians in the Great Wasteland. After all, the location of the Wilderness Ancient Land is extremely important.

Manstein turned his head, blinked at Allen, and then said to himself: "[-] barbarians, not many, but it can be said that everyone is a warrior, and the battle between the north and the south is imminent. The human race and the Holy See's elite troops have been dispatched, which can be said to be an empty rear. The Bloodhoof Tribe has obtained so many teleportation spars by chance. Just send a griffin to fly into the hinterland of humans, and several large teleportation arrays can be established in a short time. At that time, the rear of the human race will be empty, who can do anything to my [-] barbarian elite fighters?"

Manstein smiled after finishing speaking, and seemed to be talking to himself: "I heard that the Principality of Lothar, a powerful human country, was just a subsidiary legion of the Great Elf Empire thousands of years ago. Thousands of people, now, haven't they also become such a giant?"

Orpheus' complexion changed drastically, he clenched his hands into fists, and looked at Manstein in shock.

Allen smiled, walked up to Manstein, and said with an inexplicable expression: "I didn't see it, you are so ambitious, but how do you know that my Bloodhoof Camp will help you? You know, you guys The chief tribe, but I think I have done something to replace me, Allen."

"Chief Bloodhoof, can you be trapped in a barren ancient plain?" Manstein shook his head, and said proudly: "If that day really comes, [-] barbarians will have a piece of fertile land belonging to our family to recuperate, great chief So what if I give it to you for nothing, the great chief who commands [-] barbarians... No, the barbarian great lord with absolute leadership is louder than your baron title?"

Great Elder Ren's complexion changed drastically, Great Lord of the Wasteland?This is a title that was only available in the barren land hundreds of years ago. It has great power and is not restricted by the elders. It is known as the Great God of Kakalu. God Lu came, or the entire Great Wasteland, the barbarian lord alone had the final say.

Later, it was because of the great power of the great wasteland lords in the past dynasties that the title of this position was finally abolished, and the three major positions of priesthood and the elders were established.

After Manstein finished speaking, he looked at Orpheus again, and said in a flat but domineering tone: "In the wilderness, fighting the Beamon orcs is also a war. Our barbarians retreated to the south of the mainland, and fighting the human race is also a war." , in order to have a piece of land that belongs to our clan to recuperate, what difference does it make to fight with anyone?"

Allen didn't know what the barbarian lord meant, but he admired Manstein's rhetoric very much.

He knew that what Manstein said was right. Before that, Manstein was nothing more than an old stubborn man who was not enough to start a business and had more than enough to defend. He saw it as a dead bone in a tomb.

Except for the establishment of the four major tribes and the new order on the wild ancient plain after he just came to power, Manstein has been doing nothing for many years, and has been relying on the Holy See and other human countries to survive until now. This is why Allen has always looked down on him. the main reason.

But at this time, Allen couldn't help but feel a little bit. It's not that Manstein can't see the current situation of the barbarians, but he can't change it in this big environment, and he has been secretly waiting for an opportunity. In his eyes, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he opened his mouth and exposed his ambition.

The southern parish, that is a large piece of fertile land adjacent to the Great Wilderness, and the Fort of Light can accommodate tens of thousands of people, let alone Manstein, even Allen is greedy.

It's just that Allen just thinks about it, let's not say that the Holy Mountain knows the coordinates of the magic hair of the Fort of Holy Light. If it is really a coincidence to snatch the Fort of Holy Light, it will be the same as sleeping with the wife of the Great Pope. It is really a touch The inverse scale of the Holy See.

Orpheus smiled angrily, glanced at Allen lightly, and said to Manstein: "The great chief has such a big appetite, if you don't divide the southern diocese into your barbarians, you will forcibly occupy the territories of other countries in the southern part of the mainland? Even My Holy See has no time to take care of you when we are fighting Beamon on the Great Wasteland, don’t forget that other countries can also form alliances, even if an alliance of a few weak countries with a population of less than [-] million is not enough for a mere [-] barbarians to resist.”

Ronningt took the case and said, "Manstein, aren't you afraid that our Holy See will destroy your barbarians before the Beamon orcs invade?"

"Stupid!" Allen rolled his eyes, looking down on this guy's IQ.

Manstein said confidently: "Really, Lord Son, how can you be sure that other countries will join forces to attack our barbarians?"

"Nonsense!" Orpheus sneered, "The southern part of the mainland is something you barbarians can touch."

Seeing Orpheus's disrespectful words, Ren also said with a sinking face: "Orpheus, Holy Son of the Holy See, pay attention to your words, don't forget where this is."

Allen rolled his eyes, where is this place? This is Lao Tzu's Bloodhoof camp. It has something to do with you. If I want to say this, I should say it. When it's your turn to pretend to be here.

"Oh, that's fine, you two stop pushing." Allen said to Ren and Longningt very disdainfully: "If you want to quarrel, don't delay the business here."

Ryan and Longningt glared at Allen.

But Allen ignored him, but looked at Manstein.

(End of this chapter)