Only then did Valed understand General Orr's overall strategy. Indeed, it was wise to make the decision to unite the secondary enemies and attack the main enemies under this situation. As long as the prince of the border can defeat the Green Skin Tribe, the southern border can continue to rest assured.

At the same time, during the discussion details with General Orr, Vared also learned that General Orr would not hand over the strategic materials to the robber lords of the Prince of the Border. Instead, he would use unequal treaties, precious metals and even hostages to exchange them. He believed that the Prince of the Border would definitely agree to his conditions under such an urgent situation.

At the end, the general finally got excited. He smiled and said to Valed, "As long as this negotiation is successful, then the resources of the Prince of the Border will be mined by us, their bones will be collected by us, and our business travel and goods will be unobstructed by the Prince of the Border. In politics and diplomacy, they must also remain consistent with us. We will have all the actual power there. Even in decades, hundreds of years, the entire Prince of the Border will be annexed!"

When Vared heard what he said was indeed very good. But he was a little dissatisfied and asked him, "What you said is indeed very good. The future described is equally beautiful. But how can you guarantee that those robber lords who have no faith will really act as agreed with you?"

Hearing Vared doubting himself, General Orl was not angry and asked with a smile: "You are afraid that they will not admit their accounts after defeating the Green Skin Tribe and relieve their worries, right?"

Vared nodded, assuming his words.

"So what if the war between them and Green Skins doesn't stop?" General Orr then asked back. Seeing Valed being stunned by his question, he laughed:

"How could this war be stopped?! I finally waited for this opportunity. How could I be worthy of my position as a general if I didn't let them fight to the end? Don't worry, Egil, I will master this measure. Let those robber lords neither defeat the green skin nor be defeated by the green skin. Let them waste it, and it took a few years or more. Even if it was done!"

After hearing what he said, Vared secretly sighed: "Awesome." He sighed in his heart that this clan uncle is indeed a rare talent. Perhaps according to his plan, a hundred years later, the entire border prince can really evolve peacefully and become the territory of Sylvania. However, it's a pity. Vared can't wait for that long...

He sighed in his heart, but on the surface he looked surprised: "I didn't expect that General, you have planned so far. I admire you."

Hearing Vared say this, General Orr waved his hand and said modestly: "I have been here for a long time. I know more and take advantage of the situation. When you are a few decades older, you may have to chase me." After that, he burst into laughter. He seemed to be extremely satisfied with Vared's praise, but he didn't notice that the sympathy in Vared's eyes showed when Vared lowered his head.

After General Orr finished his assignment, he took Valed out of the command center and walked towards another room in the inner castle. The twelve princes and dukes of the border princes were selected as envoys, and the people who came to the southern military region to negotiate were living here.

When General Orr and Vared discussed the negotiations, the envoy also pondered in his guest room. Now the war between the Prince of the Border and the Green Skin has reached a white-hot stage. The two sides fought in the southern wilderness of the Prince of the Border and the Prince of the Border and fought for days.

The green-skinned population was large, and the whole people were soldiers, very fierce. The princes of the border launched three mobilization orders in a row, almost pulling out all the young and middle-aged people. There were even a few dukes with a small population who even sent women to the battlefield. Only then could they barely block the green-skinned craze.

However, this will not work. If this continues, even if you eventually win the battle, the princes of the border will be considered to be over.

The situation in this place is chaotic, and there is no such thing as a noble. If there are soldiers, they are the king of grass. It is a complete chaotic world. These twelve princes and nobles are the top people selected after hundreds of years of fighting and annexation. They naturally understand these and regard them as the truth.

With soldiers, there is everything! Without soldiers, there is nothing. So seeing their army, countless casualties and injuries in the battle with Green Skin, each of them felt like a knife cut. They all knew that this would not work. If the troops were too exhausted, then after defeating Green Skin, their position would be unstable. Eighty times they would be torn to pieces by the heroes and bandits below.

Under such circumstances, seeking help from outside became the most direct way. The princes and dukes discussed it and selected Sirvania from the border prince's two neighboring countries, Sigma Empire and Sirvania.

Some people may think that the Prince of the Border and the Sigma Empire are both human kingdoms, so it should be easier to request reinforcements. However, the robber lords are all heroes in troubled times. My mother and I don’t blink when I kill. Naturally, I won’t believe in any kindness of the same clan.

Almost all of their ancestors were refugees who fled to the Sigma Empire. They were not only alert to this so-called "mother country". The Principal of Ive was salivating at the princes on the border. How could they not know? What they were afraid of was that the army of the Principal of Ive went south. It was easy to ask God to send God to God.

"So, I can only deal with these dirty bats. I hope I can succeed."

The messenger thought about this for a long time and felt a headache. He had been in the Lord's Fort for a while. The negotiation time with General Orr was probably more than 72 hours. However, the price difference between the two sides was too different. There was no agreement at all.

The princes of the border wrote a handwritten letter to General Orr. They said a lot of good things, but they didn't want to pay a penny. They were going to get General Orr 20,000 reinforcements and countless strategic supplies. General Orr was also smiling, but he wanted to bite off the flesh of the princes of the border as soon as he opened his mouth.

However, he asked for a lot of money to pay it back. After taking it for so many days, he finally had some clues. The general framework had been built. Next, he argued one by one - who knew that something happened again at this time! I don’t know which bastard bribed the gang in the mountains and wanted to kidnap the other party’s heir to exchange for the support ransom received by Earl Castein! The most hateful thing is that they failed!!

After the messenger heard the news that the vampire party deliberately leaked to him, he suddenly felt that things were going to be bad. As expected, in this round of negotiations, in addition to General Orr who had known him long ago and several of his subordinates, there was also a handsome and inconsistent young man. It was Vared, who was going to be a gun envoy in this negotiation.

"This is..." The messenger complained in his heart, but he still maintained a gentle and humble smile on the surface, and looked at General Orr as if he was asking.

Then before General Orr could speak, Vared first and said to the messenger: "Vared von Castein, the future earl of the Castein family, and the heir of the Earl of Castein!"

The messenger was stunned when he heard this. He was about to say something, but the eyes of the young Vared were staring at him like a wild wolf. He knew that everything he said was false. He could only look at General Orr with a helping look.

But General Orr had already been trying to intimidate him. How could he save him? He just gave a helpless look. Without saying a word, the other two vampire officers around him had already received news. He was so happy that he was ugly. For a moment, the messenger fell into isolation and helplessness.

The messenger didn't say anything, but Valed continued to speak: "Now you robber lords are fighting with Green Skin. It's not about our Sylvania's business. We kindly support you, but you are still picky. It's really unreasonable. What's more hateful is that you send someone to negotiate on the spot, but you use tricks behind your back, wanting to take hostages for benefits! Such a bastard should be killed!"

The messenger heard Valed's half-informed words and was about to defend himself when he saw Valed slamming his desk, pulling his sword out of the sheath. He waved his hand and cut down a corner of the negotiating table. He quickly swallowed the words in his mouth into his stomach.

"Your border princes are now in such a critical situation. You should have been like a drowning person, and you must hold it tightly even if you have a straw. Although General Orr's conditions are harsh, it is the only way to save you, the untouchables! What you should do now is to kowtow and be grateful, not to be stingy and stingy and ignore your own lives! You don't think about what will happen if you are defeated by the Green Skin Tribe?! Status, wealth, money, women?! What can you leave then?!"

The messenger wanted to speak, but saw Valed coming around from the other side of the table, and his sword gestured at the messenger's neck and then shouted: "If you do big things, you should make a quick decision! I will give you two choices now, either sign a treaty with us directly. Use supplies to save your master's life! Or you are really stingy to the point of asking for money but not being alive, so there is no need to wait for Green Skin to kill you. I will have a sword here to chop your head! You choose it yourself, I will say it if you don't speak for dozens of times, and you will refuse! One, two..."

The messenger was stunned at the time. Unexpectedly, Valed was going to kill someone without saying a few words! He forced himself to sign a treaty. He thought quickly in his heart - he sold the interests of the dukes and princes. What does it have to do with me?! No matter how much money they have, what does it have to do with him?! Can it be more important than his own life?! At this moment, Valed had already counted to nine, and his murderous intent appeared in his eyes, so he was about to take action!

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no! I agree! I sign it! I promise you! Don't kill me!" The messenger didn't care about any kindness and shouted like a pig...
Chapter completed!