Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

The scavengers understood what he meant and carried all the Demon King's guards, who were stripped naked except for a layer of clothing, onto the car.

At the same time, the equipment that had been taken off was also transported up.

As a guest of Mr. Huang.

Naturally, the scavengers and banshees also want to come to Utopia to enjoy themselves, since they can't go back now anyway.

It's impossible that after the raid, only Xiaote's Demon King Guards were wiped out, while the others didn't even have a wound.

Although Theresa has been almost fooled into a fool, she is not really a fool.

So now the Banshee and the Scavenger definitely can't go back.

So Huangcao dispatched over a hundred trucks to transport all of Kazdel's elite troops to Utopia.

When the agreed time arrived, Huang Cao ordered his men to set up bonfires on the deck of one of the largest and fastest warships.

Through the evening mist, the beam of fire seemed to rise above the splint, as if it had been attacked by the enemy.

Make some people with ulterior motives look excited...

While everyone was happily barbecuing, Theresa was seen holding a telescope in the distance.

At this moment, she was concentrating on watching the flames burning on the enemy's high-speed warship, and a look of joy appeared on her face.

"Great! Lamaren and Neczre succeeded!"

Chapter 269: The “Defeated” Kazdel.

How to describe the failure of a war?

Is it the death of a group of people, the change of battlefield terrain, or the gains and losses of this war.

These are all factors that a monarch needs to consider.

But why is this monarch me?

Theresa looked at the Utopian Messenger in front of her, and the majestic shadow of the Demon King rose behind her, but then quickly disappeared into thin air.

"My lord said, surrender or be conquered by us."

"Our lord is very merciful. The troops who attacked us last night are not currently in danger of their lives, but their lives now depend on your words."

Theresa sensed the emotions of the messenger before her.

It was so calm that even his own black crown could not connect to the other party's mind to read the memory.

But the items presented by the other party cannot be wrong.

Ramalen's veil, Neczre's bandages, these are their personal belongings.

It's absolutely impossible for it to just fall into someone else's hands. If it fell into someone else's hands, then there is only one possibility...

They are both in danger.

Moreover, they disappeared for two whole days, and the fighting time far exceeded the preset range. They should have returned victoriously yesterday, but there has been no news until now.

So what follows is a phase of mutual harsh words. The highest-level diplomacy often only requires the simplest language.

After a round of trash talk, the Utopia messenger shrugged and chose to go home directly in front of everyone.

And he thought he should not say anything so decisively now.

If nothing unexpected happens, Theresa is still her mistress. If she offends her now, she will probably be in trouble.

The Utopian messenger couldn't help but sigh in his heart, why did you send me to do this task?

Is it really okay to trash-talk your future mistress?

The messenger of Utopia is actually a Sarkaz, and he even participated in the Patriotic War.

More than a hundred years ago, he toasted His Highness at a military camp banquet.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, he became the so-called envoy of the enemy country.

Although the one who was wrong was the other party and not his own lord.

Before leaving, Theresa noticed a hint of regret and reminiscence in the other person's expression.

"Your Excellency the Envoy, you seem to have seen me."

Although Black Crown's mind-reading ability is ineffective against the other party, humans express their emotions not only through their souls but also through their faces.

Theresa was not sure of the other party's race. Unlike ordinary Sarkaz, the double horns on the head of the Utopia Messenger were actually biological structures similar to tree branches.

She had never seen such a race before, but she was sure that they were definitely not Sarkaz.

"I'm not from Kazdel, so naturally I've never met you. My mission is complete. Surrender or fight is entirely up to you, and the lives of your men are no different."

"I think my answer is clear. Kazdel has experienced many ups and downs, been enslaved and conquered, but it has never conceded defeat."

Theresa drew her sword and spoke her ideas with the authority of a demon king.

"The people of Kazdel will not surrender, nor can they surrender."

"Don't you care about the lives of those people?"

The Utopia Messenger asked back.

Theresa's voice remained resounding. "Of course I care. I will do my utmost to resist your aggression and ensure no one's blood is shed in vain."

"As for my teacher and the Banshee Lord, I'm sorry... They were captured because of my fault, but for Kazdel's freedom, everything is worth sacrificing."

No one knew how much Theresa struggled inside when she said this.

Even the other people present couldn't help but look pale when they heard this, but they quickly recovered.

War is not a joke. There are successes and failures.

Don't open the back door for them just because the two captives are the masters of the royal court.

Only a fight to the death can give us a chance of survival.

"As expected of the Demon King, he truly has great courage."

The Utopian messenger clapped his hands as if in praise.

At the national level, Theresa was unaware that her rear had fallen, so she chose a fighting style that best suited her status.

Kazdel did not surrender, nor did she have any room for surrender.

Because once you surrender, who knows what the other party will do?

By then there will really be no room for resistance.

Kazdel had faced the situation of national destruction countless times, and he survived every time, even though the losses this time were really great.

As for the lives of her best friend and teacher, Theresa was sad but had no choice but to give up.

Because this is a war, a life-and-death war of aggression.

The price offered by the other party was really unacceptable. If they wanted them alive, the whole country had to surrender.

The Utopian messenger bowed slightly to the demon king in front of him, expressed his respect, and then quickly left.

The latter did not try to stop it.

After the enemy envoy left, Theresa fell heavily onto her seat as if exhausted.

"Theresa, cheer up, maybe things can turn around."

The ones who felt the most distressed at this moment were Mr. Huang who was far away and Tracys who was right in front of him.

It’s a pity that the former is still thinking about how to save the complicated situation of chasing his wife to the crematorium. Now the only one who can give him comfort is Tracys.

"Brother, let me be quiet for a while."

Theresa returned to her room and cried bitterly.

He tried his best to vent his inner emotions, because he was still the leader of a country and could not collapse at this time.

Today was the day Theresa regretted the most in her life.

She hated herself for being so stupid as to send out her elite troops without knowing the enemy's strength.

This devastating defeat wiped out all of Kazdel's elite troops.

Theresa no longer dared to think about the upcoming war. As long as Utopia launched a general offensive at this time, her remaining troops would be completely unable to withstand it.

The difference between elite and ordinary troops is so huge. The job they undertake on the battlefield is one-on-one precision blasting, ace against ace.

But now the trump card on my side is completely gone. Does the inferior horse really have a chance of winning against the superior horse?

With a bang, an explosion suddenly sounded above Kazdel's military camp on the front line.

Are they going to have a decisive battle now?

Theresa didn't think much about it, nor did she wipe the tears from her face. She ran out with her sword in hand.

But... the expected attack did not come.

Chapter 270: Transformer Cluster: Give Me Money!

War is the continuation of politics, but a war that looks to the past requires human support.

Whether forced or voluntary, in an era when machines have not yet replaced humans, wars have always been driven by the blood of ordinary people.

"Look what's flying down from the sky?"

"It looks like a newspaper."

Theresa pierced a propaganda poster that had fallen from the sky with her longsword. When the poster was placed in front of her, the text on it announced the annihilation of Kazdel's elite troops.

And there are some tempting welfare benefits.

Broken! I haven't said anything yet!

Theresa suddenly realized that she hadn't announced the defeat widely. She had originally planned to announce it to everyone tomorrow morning, but now...

It was obvious that ordinary Sarkaz did not trust the Demon King as much as the elite troops.

Compared to the soldiers in Master Huang's ancient times, the people in this world generally have some ideals, so there was no camp roar at the first moment.

But they all couldn't help but turn their eyes to the Demon King.

"Your Highness, is this true? Both Ramalen and Lord Neczre have already..."

A Sarkaz walked up to Theresa holding a propaganda newspaper and asked bravely.

The latter stopped Tracy who was about to scold him, allowing everyone to hear the sound.

Theresa frankly admitted her strategic failure in front of everyone.

There was no conversation that night, but many people had already packed their bags in silence.

The day I packed my bags and left home~

Even the big guys at the top have already lost, so what's the point in us continuing to fight?

The reason why Kazdel can always win is not only because of the concerted efforts of everyone, but also because everyone knows that the Royal Court is their last trump card.

The most powerful Scavenger King's Court was captured, and the most powerful Demon King's guards were also taken with them.

Do the rest of us really have a chance of defeating them?

Silent all night.

Theresa was extremely nervous; she had never faced such a strange enemy before.

In the past, the multinational coalition forces were strong enemies on the physical level, but now they are waging psychological warfare against you.

This made Theresa almost unable to do anything.

In particular, the poster also lists the various benefits of joining Utopia, and one can even obtain citizenship status equal to that of other countries, which are things that Kazdel cannot provide.

But is this really the case?

Theresa really didn't know, but after only two days, her people had already given their answer.

Because a few days later, Mr. Huang's high-speed warships began to attack the front line.

It took only a second to break through the trench that Theresa had carefully constructed.

There was no resistance at all during this period, and Kazdel's army collapsed like birds and beasts.