Chapter 1029: irony

Seeing Lacht laughing hysterically like crazy, under the swaying light, the originally handsome face became distorted and hideous, looking extremely horrible. e^look
The middle-aged man next to him didn't care at all, and even slightly appreciated it in his heart.
In his position, Hún had already seen a lot of knowledge, and was no longer interested in brilliance, justice, glory... and even all the praises in the world.
Even thinking that he has sufficient reading power, he can easily see through the ugliness and filth behind the glitz, like a philosopher who has experienced vicissitudes of life. It is not because he himself has been soaked in the big manure tank for too long, and he has long been blackened.
So he has always opened and closed his eyes on Lacht's behavior.
As the son of the world-famous General Hardu, Lacht has to face not only his insurmountable father, but also the huge families behind him that support him.
The life and death of so many people, the rise and fall of so many families, are all tied to him.
Under such circumstances, even being an ugly bad person is much better than being a good person who only knows only promises and is honest and incompetent.
Therefore, even if General Haddou was extremely dissatisfied with this son, he did his best to support Lakht in the promising career of the'Dead Turtle', and became the leading cultural and entertainment industry of Khaligard.
And it is precisely relying on this prosperous industry that he also provided a lot of financial resources for Hadu. Although this matter is not very pleasant to say, but at the same time, he has gradually gained support from some people.
General Hardu used to worry about money. Now there are financial resources. Although there is still some dissatisfaction in my heart, but on the surface, I don't say anything.
In this way, although his power is still inferior to Angel, but under that careful management. But it has gradually grown up.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man smiled, then shook his glass and said coldly: "My dear nephew, don't be too premature.
As the saying goes: The water that a wooden barrel can hold is not the longest. It is determined by the shortest board.
Although the two fools are only temporarily with us. But if their plan is violent in advance, we will be unlucky.
There are many people around Angel who are not pleasing to our eyes. They stared at us long ago. "
Lacht snorted angrily and jumped up from the sofa.
He picked up the wine bottle and took a few sips directly. The overflowing wine dripped onto the little nv boy's body along his chin, splashing red and wine stains on the veil.
Lacht wiped the corners of his mouth vigorously and said, "I know. Uncle. I will keep them secret.
These two idiots don't get to know the details before doing things. Is there anything more ridiculous than this to pull people into the gang to our heads?
If it weren't for us to clean up for him, these two guys would have been spotted by Angel and cut it all. "
The middle-aged man also chuckled and shook his head, "So, don't associate with fools, it will only make us die faster. This is the case with Angel, and the two princes are like this. Too pretentious. "
Lacht glanced at the young nv next to him, then leaned over and approached the middle-aged man, and whispered nervously: "When will I be able to do it? Now I see Angel's proud look, and I want to strangle him personally. The dog guy has to turn around me twice a day, his face is dazzling.
It's really bullying~! "
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No hurry, no hurry. There are people who have finally ended up in Angel inside and outside the city. Once our people are transferred, Angel can easily see the problem. Wait."
"Wait?" Lacht slapped his palm on the table. Hissed: "How to wait? There is not much time left for us. I can feel that the blade is already on my neck."
The middle-aged man glared at Lacht dissatisfiedly, threw the wine glass heavily on the table, and yelled: "Are you anxious? I'm more anxious than you~!"
Seeing the middle-aged man getting angry, Lacht smiled sly. Hurriedly said: "I didn't mean that, uncle, don't be angry."
The middle-aged man sighed long. Said: "Keep your breath, Lacht, keep your breath~!
We only have one chance to do this kind of thing, and we can't do anything if we miss it.
Now the situation is very húnluàn, I will let people persuade Angel to increase troops again. As long as the army is transferred away, Khaligard will be ours, and then..."
The middle-aged man gave him a meaningful look, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
Lacht also laughed immediately, but then he thought of something, but he was stagnant, and then hesitated: "In case the time comes, my father..."
The middle-aged was so popular that he pointed to Lacht’s nose and shouted,
It’s all this far, why are you hesitating?

Lacht shook his head quickly and said, "No, I, I..."
The middle-aged man sat down and took a deep breath, pressing his patience with the anger in his heart, and said: "We have no choice, Lacht, if the brother-in-law is fine, we will fight them to the end without hesitation. Help, the outcome is still unknown. 3∴
But you also know your father's situation. "
Lacht didn't want to believe the middle-aged man's statement, and insisted: "Maybe father still has hope?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "I also hope your father can get up, but we have used all possible means.
Although your father has nothing on the surface, he has always had a dark illness.
That was when the Ruman Empire was invaded and faced with heavy encirclement and suppression of the enemy, although the entire army retreated, it was severely injured in the battle.
It's just that in order to fight the enemy's arrogance, the general never preached it, and few people knew it.
But this time it was anxious, and relapsed together.
If... if it takes three to five years to rest, he can still recover, but where do we look for these three to five years?
The enemy may kick open the room mén at any time and break into our house~! "
Lacht muttered like a lost soul: "Is there really no chance?"
The middle-aged man spread his hands, shook his head and sighed for a long time, saying, "If we don't act, all of our wealth will be destroyed with the Southern Army.
We must keep the fire for our family, Lakht, this is our responsibility. "
Lacht looked at the delicate young girl in his arms. The noodles were gray and white, and I didn't dare to think that they would be like this if they were lost.
After a moment of silence, Lacht asked in a low voice: "Have you negotiated terms with the other party?"
The middle-aged man came out with an uplifting spirit and nodded affirmatively: "It's settled. And we crossed the middleman and talked directly with each other's two biggest bosses."
"Who?" Lacht said irritably, "Is that pair of dog men nv?"
He is still Hadu's son anyway, and this old man has been with others for a lifetime. But when he got here, he had to endure the humiliation for the sake of his family. It's really reluctant.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "That old boy Julian didn't know, we contacted that demon fù and her subordinate Weishang."
Lacht sank for a moment, frowned and thought and said, "That's it. Okay..."
At this time, Lacht pursed his mouth, frowned, and his eyes sparkled, no way like that crazy dude.
The middle-aged man looked at Lacht and sighed secretly in his heart. In terms of ingenuity, Lacht has been much better than Anher, who is a tendon since he was a child. It can be seen since he created this Guihuā Garden.
This is why he would like the Hadu family more.
Everyone doesn't like the fake, serious Angel, but Lacht's cleverness has never been used in the right place, and he can eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.
Lacht looked at the middle-aged man. Analyze seriously: "If you bypass the old Julian boy, and the egg of Lorraine, and make peace with the northerners alone. After they know it, they will definitely be angry.
If the old Julian boy talks and refuses to accept the bill, are we still a dead end?
There are half a million of them, and that demon fù has less than one hundred thousand, and they are all idiots.
"I doubt..." Lacht pressed his thumb on his brain and said, "That old lady Isabella is not at ease. She may be thinking about crossing the river and breaking the bridge."
The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Everyone knows that she is not at ease. But for us. Talking with that demon is much better than talking with Julian's hún.
We have no choice, Lakht.
The Ruman people will not give us a chance to negotiate. The Ruman people have only one purpose, to kill us. Uproot our Hardu family. "
Lacht fell silent for a moment.
They all know that the hatred formed between Hadu and Ruman is too deep. For the Ruman people, this war is a failure if the shame cannot be completely wiped out.
Lacht patted mén with his palm and said bitterly: "Damn Ruman, Julian, Lorraine.
How can Lorraine not die in the hands of the undead high priest, how much trouble can we save? "
The middle-aged man also had a hateful expression on his face, firmly tightening the wine glass, and said: "There will be this day, Lacht, there will be this day. Without us, someone will take his life.
The most important thing is that for us, the peacekeeping force and the demon are not monolithic. They all have their own plans hidden in their hearts. The demon wanted to obtain a complete south from us, but did not want to see the flames of war destroy this place.
And that old boy of Julian would not hesitate to turn the south into a scorched earth, and the Ruman would not leave Almohad with a rich and hateful land.
Their conflict is an opportunity for us. "
Lacht said: "But we can't pin all our hopes on that demon."
The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "Of course not. We can only rely on ourselves for everything."
"What conditions did they offer?" Lacht asked.
"Hmm..." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "All the troops of our Southern Army are merged into their new army, āo out of all the turf, take care of the nobles and officials in good places, and assist the north before the demon fù takes over. Guy stabilizes the order.
Then we can leave Almohad freely with our property. "
Lacht sneered, and said: "This is equivalent to washing the entire South white and serving it to the Yankees' table for them to enjoy, and they don't even have to exert a portion."
The middle-aged man shrugged and said, "Do you have any other options? This is the best condition I can get.
You don't know the reputation of that boy Lorraine, if you continue to fight. As soon as the peacekeeping forces passed, the entire southern elite was all in the pocket of Lorraine. The Yankees didn't want to see this ending, so we had a chance. Otherwise, even the demon will not let us go. "
Lacht sighed and said, "After decades of hard work, I will become a pauper again overnight."
The middle-aged man threw down the wine glass, stretched his waist, and said: "Alive, there is a chance. Lacht, the seeds of revival have been sown, and we need to be patient until it grows again.
Don’t go out and hang around these days, just stay here. "
Lacht smiled: "Don't worry, uncle, I won't go there. I'm also afraid that Angel's assassin will kill him on the street."
As he said, Lacht raised his head and laughed wildly. The laughter was desperate and sad.
If possible, he is reluctant to negotiate with the Yankees, but now Hardu is down and Angel is in power.
Originally at this moment when it was necessary for the brothers to work together to tide over the difficulties, the other party was in that position. I am very happy to have a human tragedy of brotherhood. This has to be said to be a kind of irony.
In order to save his life, as the son of General Hadu, a famous warrior, he had to bow to his former enemy. This is another kind of irony.
The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, opened the room and walked out.
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The banner of the peacekeeping force was flying above Priska.
The traces of the war still stand out.
The wall that was destroyed by the running back fell to the ground in a scattered way, and a large group of captured Southern soldiers were working hard to clean it up.
The soldiers of the New Army who were supervising nearby brandished their whips and sticks, unscrupulously teaching the Southern Army prisoners.
Because there were not too many cannons into the city, most of the buildings in Prisca were preserved proudly. Lorraine, who had been in the wild for a month, could finally live in a spacious and clean house.
For Lorraine and Vera. This is simply too happy.
Prisca is small, with a permanent population of more than 10,000 people, but it is quite affluent. Take the hotel in Lorraine for example, the standard should be four-star.
As for the City Lord's Mansion. Although it is more beautiful than here, it has already been besieged. Under the care of the artillery of the new army, Qushè artillery, it has been razed to the ground.
The residents of Priska had already fled when the Northern Army and the Southern Army hún battled.
Now the whole city is completely a barracks.
This hotel, called Ping An, is now the headquarters of Lorraine. All soldiers coming in and out of the peacekeeping force.
Lorraine stood on the roof of the hotel, with a parasol overlooking the Zamibia River.
On the wide surface of the Zamibia River, three pontoon bridges are being built nervously.
The soldiers of the peacekeeping force, under the command of the engineering and technical personnel of the security army, connected the wooden boats one by one with iron chains, and then laid wooden boards on them.
The floating bridge with the fastest construction progress has more than half the length of the bridge deck.
"In two days, the first pontoon bridge can be rushed through. Experiments have shown that the middle pontoon bridge can pass our heaviest transport vehicle." A security officer in black reported the progress of the project behind Lorraine.
"The pontoon bridge on the east side will take at least three days, and the pontoon bridge on the west side is a bit slower. We sent soldiers to collect ships. Within five hundred miles upstream and downstream, no suitable ferry can be found."
Lorraine put his palm in front of her eyes, looking at the busy soldiers attached to the pontoon like ants, and said, "Is there any other way? Time is not waiting for me."
The generals of the new army behind Lorraine cast a blank eye, and secretly said: When you don't wait for me, you don't spend all your time. Get Prisca down early, and now we've been drinking and making huā girls in Middelburg.
The security officer said: "I have asked them to collect logs with a diameter of about one foot. The logs are tied into a wooden row. After they are firmly fixed, they can be laid with planks to make a walking bridge for fellow personnel."
Lorraine nodded and said, "You can do it all. I have thrown a lot of gold coins down, don't let them do the tofu project for me."
The black-clothed and silver-jeweled officer smiled confidently, and said: "Please don't worry, my lord, they don't dare to watch our security guards."
As soon as the officer said his confident words, the officers nearby all had a chill. After such a long time of contact, they have already seen that the security forces are all lunatics who cannot be treated with common sense.
At this time, a large āo ship approached the pier on the north shore at a very fast speed. I don't know if the sailors on the ship were drunk. The whole wooden boat savagely hit the pier, and the ship's side was immediately sunken.
While the āo ship was still shaking violently, a few sailors jumped out of the ship hurriedly, like some monsters that cannibalize people on the ship, and ran away.
Seeing the anomaly, a large group of soldiers chōu surrounded them with their weapons.
Suddenly a new army officer stood at the bow of the ship, waved his hand at the approaching soldiers, signaled them to leave, and then shouted: "Don't come here, push a cart, we have something to transport."
Several officers and soldiers of the new army on board together carried a rectangular wooden box on the deck.
Lorraine pointed to the dock and said, "What's the matter?"
Hassel whispered: "Our people, sent to the South Bank to do liaison work."
Lorraine nodded. The scouts of the peacekeeping force were already operating on the south bank of the river, and the people sent by the new army also went to contact Peterius to cooperate. These should be the people who were sent to contact Peterius.
Hassel suspiciously asked Huò in a puzzled way: "But why did they bring me back with a suitcase?"
The officers of the new army put the wooden box on the wagon together, lined up the crowd, and hurried toward the city.
"Go and see." Lorraine flicked and walked downstairs.
Several officers along the way, closely guarding the carriage, galloped into the hotel yard.
Lorraine walked out of the hotel and saw the officer protecting the carriage preventing anyone from approaching the carriage.
Seeing the wooden box lying flat on the carriage, Lorraine suddenly felt his heart beat fiercely. Chōu involuntarily moved his right hand, and the Soul Sword almost jumped out of his hand.
Lorraine suppressed the impulse, and squinted at the wooden box.
Seeing Lorraine ~EbookFREE.me~ a few people greeted us quickly.
Hassel asked first: "Teos, what's going on?"
Teos offered a military salute, walked to Lorraine and the others, and whispered: "My lord, something is urgent, please take a step to speak."
Lorraine waved his hand and said, "Go to the backyard."
Several people carefully carried the wooden box and put it into a room in a small building in the backyard.
The soldiers guarded the courtyard, and according to Lorraine's order, no one was allowed to approach.
Hassel was confused and said, "Teos, what is going on?"
An officer in the new army uniform, who had been standing in front of the wooden box, walked up to him, straightened his waist, and "popped" his back heel. He saluted the army and said, "Under Narthas, Peter Lieutenant General Lius. See Deputy Commander-in-Chief, Your Excellency General Hasel."
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