Him and their stars.

Chapter 1732: Being a Salesman is Too Excessive
Marshal Urodi did not think that this was a bluff. The "old friend" he knew was indeed a heroic figure of this type. But why was there no such hero among the Circassians?

He moved his thick lips and awkwardly uttered a few meaningless onomatopeia. Then he closed his mouth, as if even the thick muscles on his cheeks were twitching with struggle and bitterness.

After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice still bitter: "Yes, Mr. Tan, you are right. He is a hero, and the soldiers and civilians of the community are also heroes. You and the empire have been fighting for a whole year, and those dragon kings have never been able to gain any advantage. But we, our country that claims to be the first line of fighters against the empire, couldn't hold on for even a day..."

In fact, it didn't even last two hours. It took less than a hundred minutes from the Barbarossa landing in Katun to the king's surrender. The Galactic Empire always seemed to want to use this extreme time to demonstrate their power.

"When we joined the army, we were taught, trained, and fought. We hated the Haiar people and the imperial people behind them. Then, the Circe fleet allowed our country to change color without firing a single shot. A coward like me who only dared to hide in my own tortoise shell, how can I evaluate the true heroes?"

He opened his mouth, and his two round eyes clearly showed a sense of desolation and humility.

But this time, Tan Jize did not pursue the victory. He even stopped smiling and said earnestly: "You did not surrender, and the Circassian people did not surrender either."

"Mr. Tan, if you are trying to comfort me, I am very grateful, but..."

Tan Jize smiled and waved his hand: "This is not a business talk, I don't need to be polite to you. Although Circe opened the border of Femo and allowed the imperial fleet to enter the country, as far as I know, the local powerful factions with military power have sent people to guard the military strongholds and do not allow the empire to enter their defense zone."

This was actually an act of warlords taking advantage of the chaos to seize territory, but it was interpreted by the other side as a kind of patriotic spirit.

Marshal Urodi was not sure if the other party was being sarcastic. However, he had to admit that he was very benefited by it, so he quickly waved his hand and said calmly:

"But that's all. Mr. Tan, I can only do this much. The prince who is currently the new prime minister... hahahaha, who knows if he will become the new king someday? However, whether he is prime minister or king, he has no prestige. How can he convince us military commanders to obey the orders of the new government? Mr. Tan, we are just a group of catunch fish. We took advantage of the death of the snapping turtle to form a partnership and take advantage of the chaos to carve up territory in the pond."

"I understand that what you are all afraid of is the empire, not the so-called prime minister of Katun who has become a traitor." Tan Jize said.

"You can actually use the word 'fear'." The marshal still looked frank, even to the point of self-abandonment:

"We were taught to hate the Empire, but we fear it, and even worship it in our hearts. It's ridiculous. Without the support of the Alliance, how can a group of snapping turtles bar their teeth at a dragon? But we also know that the Empire cannot completely annex Circe. The worst case scenario is that they will follow the example of Kaitai and Bakvi. They will always look for powerful people in Circe to cooperate with. So, why can't it be me?"

"I understand. The reason why the military commanders and provincial governors of the Circe Kingdom control the passes and expand their territories is also a disguised way of negotiating with the empire." Tan Jize added.

The marshal nodded and placed his arm, which seemed to be wrapped in rock, on the table:
"Look, Mr. Tan, once a soldier abandons his bottom line and becomes a so-called warlord, he is not far from degenerating into a despicable peddler."

"But you are still different. As far as I know, you are the only commander of a military district that has fired at the Empire since the Empire occupied Katun."

This happened last week, that is, on May 5. The main purpose of the Imperial fleet that surged over from the Femo star field was of course the Chelo Fortress where Brunhilde was located, but when they were marching, they would inevitably deviate from the main channel controlled by their side and approach some important pass star systems.

This was of course to test the reactions of the various Circassian warlords and to make some preparations for the next step.

In most cases, the troops of the Circe warlords just stared at the Imperial Fleet and flew along with it. But only Marshal Urodi directly ordered to open fire. Although this attack was basically a threat and did not cause any casualties, it was indeed a rare act of courage.

After the bombardment, the Imperial fleet did leave the line of fire, as if it had been truly intimidated.

"Your actions are exemplary and will surely inspire others," said Tan Jize.

"I don't expect that." The marshal forced a smile.

"You also intercepted the Imperial Army's supplies. The supplies shipped from the Sanqi Star Region were originally prepared for the Empire." "Anyway, they are just energy blocks, electromagnetics and artillery shells. They can be put on any ship. Well, well, if I don't think of a way to cause trouble for the Empire, I, the old turtle, will be very upset." Marshal Urodi shrunk his sturdy and huge body back to the sofa, and slowly uttered a hoarse voice from his nasal cavity:

"But you really don't have to have too high expectations of me, Mr. Tan. I don't know how long I can hold on to this bottom line. I don't know when I will have to accept the price offered by the Empire. Mr. Tan, the Empire's lobbyists have actually come here once, saying that the last border crossing was a misunderstanding and that an expired star map was used. Those materials were also given to me. In the future, the politics of the Cherke state will require my participation. I can choose any position, whether it's the Prime Minister, the Minister of Defense, or the Regent. If I'm interested, there will also be a seat for me in the Heraldry Academy of the Heavenly Domain."

Tan Jize smiled and said something true and sarcastic: "In the Imperial Academy of Heraldry, there are indeed non-human hereditary nobles, but there is not a single family that can be passed down for more than 500 years."

The marshal smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, that's right. I also said this to the lobbyists of the empire, but they said that King Circe of Katun could also change his master when the time is right."

Tan Jize smiled and said something fair: "This is indeed a price that is hard to refuse!"

"Oh, the Empire really underestimates the heroes of the world. I have spent my whole life learning, training, fighting, and learning to hate the Empire. I dare not say that my ancestors have been loyal to the Empire, but they have all been responsible people. They would never fall to the level of Kaitai's gorillas... However, this is the best I can do." Marshal Urodi did not feel proud at all, but felt guilty. He did not even dare to look into Tan Jize's eyes;

"Mr. Tan, go tell General Yu that I am really sorry to my old friend. The most I can do is to protect Sangzhi. But it is absolutely impossible for me to take the initiative to attack the empire and cooperate with him in the battle. Moreover..."

"And?" Even when he was asking, Tan Jize did not show any obvious aggression, and it seemed more like he was joking with the other party.

Faced with such communication, Marshal Circassian could only sigh helplessly: "... Moreover, if something unbearable really happened, in order to keep the more than 30 billion soldiers and civilians in the military district alive, I might also make some sensible choices. And all the high-sounding words I said today are just scolding myself."

The so-called "unbearable things" of course refers to the destruction of the community. In fact, when the Imperial Fleet arrived at Chelo, any normal person could see that the strategic situation of the community was already in an extremely unfavorable situation.

Tan Jize's eyes were still warm, he nodded slightly, and his attitude was still sincere: "I understand. Do your best, even if it means sacrificing your reputation, just to protect your hometown, you are still the most outstanding hero. Marshal, my education tells me that I must first learn to understand and communicate, and never force others to do things. Please believe that I am not a lobbyist for Commander Yu. He doesn't even know I am here."

Marshal Urodi naturally didn't believe it, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized that it seemed that he had been talking to himself since they met, just like a chatterbox old man.

"Then you still say he is his subordinate?"

"I am a member of the Pioneer Party, and he is the founder of the Pioneer Party, so if we round it off, we can also consider him as a subordinate."

The Circassian marshal was stunned for a while, then he laughed dumbly: "I was fooled."

"I am indeed here for the fugitives who came with me. They rented a field in Sanqi to cultivate."

"You don't want me to protect them?"

Tan Jize did not comment, but opened the small iron box he carried with him, revealing the green grass balls inside: "They grow blue scale grass in Sanqi to make grass balls, and the seeds are brought from the empire. I hope you can purchase their products."

Blue scale grass is a unique grass that contains protein. The grass balls made from this plant are a favorite snack and field ration for the Circassians. However, the cultivation and planting of this grass seed is a technical job, which is basically controlled by the Empire and the Alliance.

Veterans like Marshal Uroji could tell at once that the dumplings brought by Tan Jize were top quality. If the price was reasonable, it would be a great thing to have another purchasing channel.

...However, even if the price is a little bit high, it is still acceptable.

Of course, this kind of business is too trivial for the biggest warlord of Circe.

Marshal Urodi said, "Mr. Tan, if you are doing the job of a salesman, the standards are too high."