This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 114

The silence in the tent was broken, Pomona and Avril resumed negotiating the terms of the provision of food, and William began to think about the origin of species.

I remember that Hans can use the special skills of the mad war demon, maybe he is really two species with himself, at least he is a mixed blood with the blood of the mad war demon, and according to the strength of the skills, the bloodline seems to be pure. Not low.

I just don't know if Vankin has the blood of the mad war demon, or if he is the only one who is a mixed blood of the mad war demon.

Thinking of this, William suddenly expressed moved, thinking of those people in the Vankin family, if they all had a certain bloodline of the mad war demon, they could develop and develop well.

Different from the cannon fodder inferior demons who win by numbers, the mad war demon is one of the main arms of hell. The [Raging Flame Legion] composed of a large number of fourth rank berserkers is quite powerful, the fierce and unafraid of death skin is rough, flesh is thick, and the innate talent skill [Blood Trample] has only a few races that can save.

As those hundreds of scarlet shockwaves spread across the battlefield, all melee Legions would feel a headache.

As for the people in the Vankin family, it doesn't need to be too much. As long as there are twenty people who can awaken the innate talent skill, even if Gilbert rushes into the crowd, they will be directly held down. Just give Gilbert a set of [ Blood Slaughter and Trample], he can be entangled in the pile of people. If there is another high-attack career that can break defense, maybe it can grind him to death in the fourth rank.

The more William thought about it, the more he felt that this matter could be dealt with. Now his attack power is over the table, but the problem is that he can't drive anyone. If there is [Blood Trample], according to the theory of relativity in the canyon, if others slow down, I will speed up, and the short board in speed will be made up at once.

In this way, making a simplified version of [Rage Legion] is like a tiger that has grown wings. It just so happens that the people of the Vankin family are not ready to go against the queen, and if there is a chance, you can really try it. one time.

While he was contemplating building the Legion's probability, the conversation between the Queen and the former Marchioness stalled again.

"You want us to give up part of the grassland and move to the inland closer to the northern dukedom?"

Pomona frowned, without the slightest hesitation, refusing Avril's proposal.

"Every fertile pasture is taken with a sword, and pastures are as important to us as our lives! My clansman and I are impossible to agree to this condition! And this is a betrayal of the Barbarian Race , we might be besieged!"

Avril laughed, leaning forward slightly, and slowly pressed Pomona's waving hand to the table.

"Why is it impossible? You Barbarian Race people don't have their own country, and only reluctantly formed a loose alliance with the suppression of a few large tribes.

I Remember those big tribes are called the three Barbarian Races, right? In my opinion, the relationship between you and the three Barbarian Races is simply not affiliation, and there is no loyalty at all. Now it is just for the continuation of the tribe. It's just a small change, how can it be called betrayal?"

Pomona was a little confused, thinking about it, it seemed reasonable, but she still shook her head and refused: "No, although we There is no country, but there are still tribes who are allied. If we migrate to the Falan inland, we will definitely be regarded as the enemy by most tribes.

Even if the three Barbarian Races will not take the initiative to crusade us, this piece The steppe will no longer accept my tribe, and if you go back on it, we will be completely isolated, and then we will be completely..."

Avril interrupted Pomona again and grabbed her. 's arm, pulling suggestively towards him.

"Then don't worry about the alliance!"

Queen Your Majesty stared at Pomona's face, and said with deep bewitching:

"I've always wondered how the Barbarian Race's tribal alliance is maintained? Every year, you unilaterally donate a large amount of supplies to the three Barbarian Races that preside over the alliance, including food, horses, cattle and sheep, and even There are a lot of things that you yourself lack, but what can they give you?"

"Can they help you in times of crisis? Or can they help you raise food? You small and medium tribes, A lot of people starve to death every year, and they fight with each other. The three Barbarian Races seem to have never cared about your life or death, right?"

"Come on, let's calculate, you and yours What do you get after Falan is attached to the tribe."

Queen Your Majesty turned Pomona's hand over and slowly pressed her pinky back into her palm.

"The first thing is food. I can promise you that your tribe can buy enough food for the entire tribe to spend the winter at market prices every year. At least they can survive without looting. Calculate the benefits you can get?"

Pomona hesitated for a while, then slowly nodded.

"Very well, then let's move on to the next one."

Queen Your Majesty laughed, reaching back and pressing her ring finger back.

"I can open up a large-scale trading channel. Spices, cloth, even salt and cast iron are all within this range. You can exchange trained war horses, furs, and a large number of livestock, and never again in the future. Don't be exploited by those Great Chamber of Commerce..."

Pomona looked at her bent ring finger, her whole body fell into contemplation.

Let's not talk about life-saving food, just open trade is a huge benefit.

The prairie isn't without Chamber of Commerce selling goods, but their stuff is surprisingly expensive. At the most demanding, even a healthy adult horse can be exchanged for an old iron pot.

If you can really open up trade with your tribe, the living conditions of clansman will be guaranteed, and even by reselling those goods on the grassland, your tribe will not worry about food and drink.

Even if there are no other conditions, these two items alone are tempting enough. Compared with these real benefits, those potential dangers do not seem to be unacceptable...

Seeing that Pomona seems to be motivated, Queen Your Majesty laughed again and gently pressed her middle finger back to her palm.

"The last one, as long as you help me stop the harassment on the grassland, I can fully support you to become a big tribe and make the three Barbarian Races become the four largest Barbarian Races."

Hearing this condition, Pomona's expression suddenly became tense.

"How is that possible! If you really support us to become a big tribe, we will definitely be targeted by the three major Barbarian Races. Although the clansman's mouth is not as much as your Falan, you are now even the capital..."

Feeling her suddenly stiff palm, Queen Your Majesty knew in her heart that Pomona had been completely persuaded by herself.

Avril's face opened with a smile, his expression firmly opened the mouth and said: "You mean to say that Falan is still in a mess now, are you worried that he doesn't have this ability?

Don't worry, the current situation won't last long. Didn't you meet the priests of the Church of Eros? They have promised to help me reunite..."

"Cousin! An enemy scout!"