Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1728 Figo's Forced Esteem

The slaves in the Kingdom of Smith were mostly emaciated due to long-term malnutrition, and many were skin and bones from hunger.

In comparison, the negotiation experts in front of us are undoubtedly much more lucrative.

With a spray of blood, the Snake King, right in front of countless Smith soldiers, ripped out the negotiator's heart, then opened his gaping maw and threw it inside.

The next second, the heart was crushed by the Snake King's mouth, and a large amount of viscous blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

He loved the bursting sensation; he thought the heart was the most delicious part.

However, his action terrified the Smith soldiers around him, turning them pale.

At that moment, everyone knew that their negotiations with the snake people had broken down.

"Fire!!!"

In fact, no orders were needed at all. After witnessing this scene, how could any soldier not understand?

In an instant, accompanied by the 'bang bang' of gunfire, the flintlock muskets began to unleash their firepower.

However, the firepower of a flintlock musket is utterly insignificant in the face of a Vajra Realm martial artist.

The Snake King, who had already arrived close, unleashed a powerful tail sweep, his long snake tail tearing through the air with a sharp sound and carrying astonishing explosive force. His tail, like a whip and a knife, instantly cut the two Smith soldiers closest to him in half at the waist!
Ordinary soldiers are as fragile as tofu in front of martial artists at the Vajra Realm level.

The Snake King immediately began a killing spree on the spot. The only thing that could limit him at the moment was his own physical strength.

The battle between the Snakemen and the Smith garrison has resumed.

However, how could they possibly defeat the snake people this time, given that they had never fought them before?
These snake-men obtain food through killing, while also enjoying the pleasure that killing brings them.

Looking at those ferocious faces, Smith's soldiers felt both devastated and somewhat dazed.

They suddenly remembered that they had done something similar at some point in their lives.

However, they were killing slaves.

In the Kingdom of Smith, slaves were treated almost like livestock; no one considered them human beings.

So when someone suggested giving slaves to the snake people as food, no one questioned it.

Even the dissenting councilor, Zham, reacted by saying, "This is not a long-term solution!" The key issue is that your method won't work and won't solve the problem, rather than the problem being with the act of giving slaves as food to the snake people.

At this moment, a similar thing suddenly happened to them, which made them feel a sense of sorrow.

However, the snake people still didn't intend to exterminate them all. After killing enough, they packed up their food and retreated.

After all, in their eyes, this place is already their canteen and playground, and they need to be provided with a constant stream of food and fun.

The news quickly reached the capital of Smith. The moment the news was received, the council chamber fell into a deathly silence. Figo's face was filled with disbelief, and he lost control of his emotions.

"Are those snake people out of their minds? They won't even take food that's offered to them for free?!"

To be honest, even Zam, who had previously opposed the idea, did not expect this result.
But this is good, because in this way, my suggestion can completely prevail.

"I told you this trick wouldn't work."

He also made a sarcastic remark about Figo.

Since that meeting, when they each put forward their different ideas, the two have been somewhat at odds.

Figo's chubby face turned almost purplish-red, and his brain raced as he tried to find a point to refute the other party.

Believe it or not, he actually found it.

"Got it, I got it!" Upon hearing this, Zam couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"What the hell do you know?"

Figo, who had been rebuked again, glared at Zam but didn't rush to retaliate. In his opinion, proving his point of view was the most important thing right now.

"Although the snake people did not accept our proposal, are their current actions not much different from our suggestions?"

"..."

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

Figo, on the other hand, got more and more carried away as he talked.

"In other words, it doesn't matter whether the snake people agree or not; the key is how they do it."

“We’ll just lock the slaves up in the camp halfway up the mountain, and when the snake people attack, we’ll release them so they can kill them.”

"Once they've had their fill of killing and have gotten enough food, they'll leave just like before."

After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone present, and surprisingly, no one wanted to say a word.

Figo felt like he was trying to save face in order to prove he was right.

Of course, to some extent, his method is indeed feasible.

However, through this incident, the councilors have realized that the snake people's modus operandi cannot be judged by simple interests.

Otherwise, the other party wouldn't have rejected that previously advantageous and harmless suggestion.

Under these circumstances, the snake people, who possess overwhelming power, can turn their backs at any time, and there is no guarantee whatsoever in reaching an agreement with them.

The councilors, having fully grasped this point, are now leaning towards Zhamna's proposal to request military support from the Great Zhou.

Fortunately, their two plans were being implemented simultaneously, and the snake people had not shown much aggression, so they did not need to be too anxious in the short term.

During this time, seeing Figo in a somewhat awkward position, and with the mentality that 'the situation with the snake people is already troublesome enough, it's better to avoid trouble,' a member of parliament spoke up to act as a peacemaker.

“Councilor Figo’s suggestion makes some sense. Before we get a reply from the Great Zhou, we should periodically detain slaves there to keep the snake people in check.”

Figo felt revitalized after his suggestion was accepted, and couldn't help but offer his opinion again.

“Those snake people enjoy hunting. We could actually give some simple weapons to those slaves to satisfy their hunting pleasure, so they don’t get bored and might invade.”

"..."

These words immediately silenced everyone.

The way he looked at Figo changed again and again.

It's hard to imagine how this guy could have such a strong sense of service to the enemy.

But it's undeniable that there seems to be a tiny bit of truth to it.

Now that mainstream weapons have been upgraded to firearms, distributing some rudimentary melee weapons to the slaves and letting them fight the snake people wouldn't do them any harm.

They pose no threat to them in any way.

For humans, that cliff was a natural prison. With the only way out blocked, not even a well-trained regular soldier could escape from there, let alone a weak slave.

(End of this chapter)