Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 394 Five Shadow Talks
In the blood temple with bright lights and dancing demons, the negotiating parties were seated under the service of zombie waiters. For a time, the host and guest were happy and happy, and there was a great sense of unity among the people of Haiwen...

...that's about it.

Among the people present, the one who felt the most uncomfortable was actually the city lord of Bloodthorn City, who was full of fat.

This orc scum who always liked to brag about his unparalleled bravery between the beds at the banquet, sat with his shoulders huddled on the south side of the negotiating table, with his left eye looking at the hooded head, hiding in the shadows, with "act according to my face" written all over his face "Master Ner'zhul"...

With his right eye, he looked at the death knight Clement who was dressed in black heavy armor and who seemed to be ready to attend soon, please dance with a sword...

Even Mr. Chris Mann, the "Special Envoy of Frost Maple Ridge and Commander-in-Chief of the Pioneering Army" who was sitting in the middle of the negotiating table and looked awe-inspiring, was covered in the original sacred red light of the Temple of Blood, and was stained with a layer of blood. The evil and bewitching that cannot be washed away.

The lord of Bloodthorn City looked at the singing and dancing zombies on the stage again, his calves were already trembling:
If I had known this so-called "peace negotiation" was in this situation, I would have sent a fucking representative over here!
Compared with the trembling legend of the city of bloodthorn, the special envoy of the great chief who wore a monocle and looked weak, had a rather indifferent attitude that although thousands of people would go for it.

The great chief's special envoy bowed slightly to the Big Three opposite the negotiating table in accordance with the common etiquette of the Haven Continent, and then reported his family with a modest smile:

"My lord, Greer Ravenwhisper, on behalf of His Majesty the Great Chief of the Glorious Federation, I would like to extend my greetings to all of you. The fire in July is safe for everyone."

"July with fire, all the rooms are safe" is a traditional and season-specific greeting of the Glorious Federation, which contains the meaning of praying for the well-being of the guests and all the people of the Federation.

But just look at the miserable scene of blood thorn city full of corpses and blood...

... I am afraid that there is no place that is less "safe for all households" than this broken place.

The Lord of Bloodthorn City, who was sitting next to the special envoy of the great chief, obviously thought of this too, and couldn't help but shudder.

Chris Mann, who was sitting across from Special Envoy Greer Ravenwhisper, seemed insensitive to this, nodded solemnly and said:
"Exactly. Dear Raven Language Special Envoy, I hope that peace and happiness will come to all living beings in Haven Continent as soon as possible, and the Holy Spirit will bless you."

The lord of Bloodthorn City turned his head to look at the alive and kicking zombies around him, who were still waving weapons captured from the dead of the "Pride of the God of War" division, and shuddered a second time.

Greer Crowwhisper stared at Chris Mann silently for three seconds, then took off his monocle, wiped the lens with a handkerchief, and said slowly:
"If your territory really wishes for peace so much...then I have to wonder where the disaster in Bloodthorn City and the massacred federal civilians on the Great Plains of Dolores came from. "

"Naturally, your country did it yourself." Chris Mann smiled slightly.

The lord of Bloodthorn City was still in a daze, but Special Envoy Greer Crow Whispers narrowed his eyes and said:
"What do you mean, is it the butcher knives wielded by our own people in the Federation, who killed those orc civilians, rather than the soldiers sent by your territory?"

"First of all, I want to correct a question for you." Chris Mann chuckled, "The 'Igor Pioneering Army' led by you is a self-defense militia organization formed by us in Shuangfengling. It is neither a regular army nor an army. Not under the command of the Imperial Army... Even if there is a dispute between the Shuangfengling pioneering army and the civilians of your country, it is purely an armed fight between the civilians of the two countries, not a military operation launched by our soldiers against the civilians of other countries."

Even though Greer Ravenwhisper was well-informed, he was almost choked to death by this disclaimer.

Chris Mann continued slowly:
"Secondly...it is true that it was the Igor Pioneering Army led by me who had an armed brawl with the civilians of your country on the Dolores Great Plain. But it is indeed your country that really wielded the butcher's knife."

Greer Ravenwhisper asked coldly:

"how do I say this?"

"Because your country made the first move." Chris Mann shrugged, "Last winter, your country's 'Hammer of Purgatory' division invaded our territory for no reason, burning, killing and looting everywhere, causing serious casualties and The incalculable economic loss has greatly hurt the feelings of the peace-loving people of Frost Maple Ridge. Dear Special Envoy Greer Raven Whisper, the beginning of all this seems to be the massacre of Frost Maple Ridge civilians in your country first, right?"

Greer Ravenwhisper opened his mouth, shook his head and said:
"Your country and our country are at war, and our country's march is a normal military deployment. How can it be so easy to determine which of the two sides provoked first?"

Chris Mann sneered and said endlessly:
"Your Glorious Federation is at war with the Empire, it's none of our Frost Maple Ridge's business!"

Dead silence enveloped the hall of the Blood Temple.

The big mouth of the city lord of Bloodthorn City opened and closed, closed and opened again.

At this moment, he really wants to ask, is your Shuangfengling officially independent from the empire or something?

However, Special Envoy Greer Crowwhisper, who was also stunned for a while, didn't seem to intend to make further entanglements here.

Greer Ravenwhisper frowned and said:

"That's all. Dear Commander Mann, I just want to ask one thing: Where is the 'Purgatory Hammer' division now?"

The lord of Bloodthorn City had a serious look on his face:
The whereabouts of the "Hammer of Purgatory" division is indeed a major concern of today's Glorious Federation, from the chief commander to the common people - the heroic troops of the Glorious Federation have disappeared without a trace after crossing the Dust Mountains , this is a fact that all orcs cannot accept.

Chris Mann smiled and dropped the bombshell again lightly:

"Facing the shameless sneak attack of the 'Hammer of Purgatory' division in your country, all the leaders of the Igor family, led by the wise and great Master Elliot Igor, fought back heroically against the invaders, and finally brought the 'Purgatory Hammer' to the fore. Hammer's division is completely wiped out within the territory of Shuangfengling!"

The lord of Bloodthorn City felt that he had exhausted all the shudders he could fight in his life:
The "Hammer of Purgatory" division...was really given...by...a small frontier territory of the empire...?
What surprised the Lord of Bloodthorn City even more was that in the face of this terrifying news, Special Envoy Greer Raven Whisper did not seem to be particularly shocked.

Mr. Special Envoy just nodded silently, as if he had already expected the other party's answer.

"Respected Special Envoy Greer Ravenwhisper." Chris Mann said solemnly, "The people of Frost Maple Ridge love peace, but we also know that peace must be won with swords, staffs, and bows, and peace has never belonged to the weak .Any invader who destroys the peace of Frost Maple Ridge will be repaid by us hundreds of times—you only need to look at the situation in Dolores Great Plains to know this, Mr. Raven Whisper Special Envoy."

Greer Ravenwhisper took a deep breath and said calmly:

"But you can't go back, can you? Now, you even have to be trapped in this temple, and you have to be with this..."

——The Special Envoy of Crow Language waved his hand indifferently, gestured to the zombies in the hall, and continued——

"...becoming an ally with such a group of...existences. I don't think the current situation of your territory's revenge blade is optimistic."

Chris Mann smiled and said:

"I think the situation of your country's "Pride of War" division is not optimistic. And, please allow me to remind you, Mr. Special Envoy, Frost Maple Ridge respects all life forms, and the "Scourge Legion" has the courage to resist tyranny and pursue freedom It also won the respect of the Igor family."

The lord of Bloodthorn City tilted his head and thought carefully whether a group of undead could be counted as "life forms".

Chris Mann shrugged and continued:

"However, I admit that the journey of Igor's pioneering army has achieved the results we need. Now, it is time for us to exchange our victory with the sword for our peace... This is also today, why we are sitting Here, my honorable Mr. Greer Ravenwhisper Envoy."

Greer Crowwhisper was silent for a moment, then said in a cold voice:
"Withdraw from the Temple of Blood. I can use the honor of His Majesty the Great Chief to guarantee that you can return to the Empire safely and unscathed... to your Frost Maple Ridge territory. The Glorious Federation military will not hinder you—— As long as you return the Temple of Blood to us."

The lord of Bloodthorn City swallowed aside:

As the special envoy of the Great Chief, Greer Ravenwhisper naturally represents the will of the Great Chief of the Glorious Federation.

And the price offered by the chief of the Glorious Federation to this group of human rogues is really generous: the orcs are the most bloodthirsty and warlike race that values ​​honor, "If you punch me, I will even dig your ancestral grave!" "It is the supreme creed of the orc clan.

Today, this group of humans from Frost Maple Ridge are burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of crimes on the Great Plains of Dolores, and they have also formed allies with the evil undead Scourge, but the great chief just allows them to return to their hometown safely—for the orcs Speaking of this, this transaction is undoubtedly a great shame that even "knocking out the front teeth and swallowing the stomach" is not enough to describe!

The abnormal attitude of the great chief immediately made the city lord of Bloodthorn City think about it:

It is said that the war in the north is tense. It seems that the current Glorious Federation really has no way to spare any manpower to transfer to the south, otherwise they will definitely not be so cheap to this group of humans;
Since the current Great Chief came to power, rumors of discord between the Great Chief and the federal military have been heard endlessly. If this group of human rogues are really sent back to the mountains today, the Great Chief and the military who have lost the "Pride of War" division, I am afraid that they will still be defeated. Inevitably, wrangling and discord...

However, the generous terms offered by Special Envoy Greer Ravenwhisper only made Chris Mann on the opposite side of the table slowly shake his head.

The lord of Bloodthorn City was dumbfounded.

"No... Mr. Special Envoy, I don't think this is enough." Chris Mann said slowly.

"Humans!" Greer Crowwhispered angrily, "Please clarify your positions! Our Glorious Federation allows you—a group of executioners and murderers—to return to your hometown by the same way. It is already the greatest kindness! If you still If you want to bargain, then there is no need to continue this negotiation!"

"Then let's terminate the negotiation." Chris Mann held the table and said in a deep voice, "We will continue to guard this temple together with the Scourge—I hope you can have a second 'God of War'." The Proud Division can be sent here, and the third...fourth..."

Hearing this, Greer Ravenwhisper leaned back in his chair and regained his composure at an unimaginable speed for the lord of Bloodthorn City.

"Tell me, what else do you want." Greer Crowwhisper took off his monocle and wiped it again, "Negotiations are always going to be talked about, so let's talk about it... But please pay attention, The Glorious Federation will never resist going to war with its enemies—it doesn't matter how many divisions it costs."

Farewell... The city lord of Bloodthorn City was beside him wanting to cry but without tears: If your conversation breaks down and you start fighting, others will be fine. Wouldn't I suffer from this scene in Bloodthorn City?

The most paradoxical part of the whole thing is that the person who most hopes for the success of this peace negotiation and the two families shaking hands and laughing at each other is precisely the lord of Bloodthorn City, a well-rooted orc aristocrat.

"First of all, it's our allies." Chris Mann waved his hand and gestured cordially to the "Master Ner'zhul" and the death knights sitting on both sides of him, "It is impossible for us in Frost Maple Ridge to lose our friends." Running here on my own. I hope that your country will pardon the Scourge for all crimes including rebellion, and allow them to leave the Federation with us and settle in Frostmapped Ridge - since the Glorious Federation cannot find the freedom they seek , then we will give them freedom in Frost Maple Ridge."

From Shuangfengling's standpoint, this request is of course very important: Although the "Scillager Legion" pretended to be a federal rebel, it was actually a complete Frostfengling soldier, a proper foreign force-the pioneer army returned home At that time, of course, this group of undead forces had to be brought back together.

However, this request falls into the ears of the orcs who don't know the details of the Scourge...

Greer Ravenwhisper's face suddenly became strange.

"You want...to bring these undead... back to the territory?" The chief's special envoy reconfirmed with a strange expression on his face, and shrugged, "This...I need to report to His Majesty the great chief for a decision, but I think...well, If it is your wish."

On the side, the imaginative Lord of Bloodthorn City has once again opened his mind:

Everyone knows that the attitude of the people of the empire towards undead creatures and necromantic magic is even a hundred times stricter than that of the federal orcs!This group of Scourge Legion stayed in the federal territory, and they might still be judged as rebels, but if they were put in the empire, they would be crushed and wiped out, and it would not be surprising that they would be buried with Shuangfengling!
This Shuangfengling actually wanted to bring the Scourge back to his home?Did he eat the bear's heart and leopard's guts, or did he not want to live at all?

For a while, the lord of Bloodthorn City didn't know whether he should sympathize with the Lord Shuangfengling who "valued love and justice" and refused to abandon his allies.

While Special Envoy Greer Ravenspeak was still pondering over this outrageous request, Chris Mann unexpectedly spoke again:

"Our second request is that we hope that your country will hand over the entire Tongge Desert and all the sub-orcs in the Dan-Azler settlement to the jurisdiction of Shuangfengling."

"What—" Greer Ravenwhisper was completely stunned by the opponent's appetite, "how—impossible—"

But the big one is still behind.

"Our third request is," Chris Mann said with a grin, "please immediately cease fire between your country and the Empire on the northern front."

Greer Ravenwhisper was silent for a full ten seconds, and then began to look at Chris Mann with the eyes of a madman.

"Are you teasing me?" Crow Language said coldly, "Ask for land? A ceasefire on the entire front? Who do you think you are? Don't you think that just because you have occupied a temple, we will agree to all your demands? ?”

Chris Mann thought for two seconds, nodded seriously and said:
"Yes. We do think so, Mr. Envoy."

Hearing this, Greer Ravenwhisper remained silent and did not fall into a rage, which made the city lord of Bloodthorn City even more admire the cultivation of the special envoy——

——After all, the ashes of the last lunatic who tried to claim territory from the Glorious Federation had already been sprinkled into the sea of ​​mist to feed Cai Xukun.

"Commander Chris Mann, I feel that you don't have the sincerity to negotiate." Special Envoy Greer Ravenwhisper said slowly, "You have made such an excessive request, it is completely reasonable for me to leave the negotiating table immediately. But... I decided to give you one last chance."

"Please." Chris Mann shrugged indifferently.

"Call the people who are really in charge here to talk to me." Greer Ravenwhisper adjusted his monocle, "Stop pretending, Mr. Chris Mann, you can't be the real person in Shuangfengling here. Leader. You pretend to be very similar, but your temperament has exposed you. The person who dares to lead a team straight into the territory of the Glorious Federation must be more courageous than you... Ask your real master to come out and talk to me. My lord, It's none of your business here, I'm enough alone."

(End of this chapter)