Vol 3 Chapter 138: blackmail? blackmail?

The next day, the night breeze didn't go, and dawn just arrived.
At the entrance of the legion camp, as yesterday, soldiers and carriages were ready. The aristocratic masters who looked slack and yawned came out of their tents, murmured in their mouths, except that they cursed and awakened their guards, as well as uninteresting grey-clad parishes ...
To be honest, they still disagree with this group of pariahs. But yesterday, because I exceeded the scheduled time, I ate behind closed doors. Today, I dare not be too indifferent, after all, no one dare to confirm whether the mob will really do the killing ...
As soon as I walked to the door of the camp, there was a sound of complaints.
"Hey, hello. Dear old jazz, your moves are too slow."
Several old aristocrats were stunned, and some couldn't believe the luxury carriage in front of them.
There are not many people in this camp who dare to speak to them so badly. But the young man who stood in front of the carriage door and waved his greetings in good spirits was one of them.
"Philip, Philip?" The fat noble rubbed his eyes, and confirmed again that his dim eyes were correct.
The old nobles around each other looked at each other. Why is this flower so positive today ...
Philip shrugged and stretched his arms exaggeratedly: "No, you haven't seen me for a night, do you not remember me? This ... the prospects for negotiations are worrying!"
Uh ... does this mean Alzheimer's? Hehe ... the soldiers around him turned their gaze elsewhere.
"Huh!" The sullen old Cecil aristocrat uttered his nose and twitched the corners of his mouth. "You still worry about one day dying on a woman's belly!"
Obviously, he saw the woman in the uncarried compartment.
"Oh, thank you for your blessing!" Philip smiled, the standard half-bow, "This is my greatest wish in my life!"
...
The corners of several old aristocrats twitched, and they were speechless to the guy who was so cheap in their bones. Flicking his sleeves, he boarded his carriage and came to see him.
"Well, set off, set off!" Philip seemed impatient to rush the soldier forward, then he stroked his chin. He whispered to himself, "Is there really a beauty in the gray coat? That guy didn't lie to me, um, it's hard to say, there are handsome birds in the old forest in the mountains, and the wild flowers on the side of the road don't have a taste, hey, I really look forward to it ..."
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Learning from the last lesson, this time the negotiating team arrived at the Grey Garrison station before seven o'clock. Eight Commandments 8jwx
The gatekeeper's gray-clad soldier led the pedestrian in. The carriage is naturally inaccessible. After all, it is an underground passage.
At this time, the gray army was eating breakfast. The civilians in threes and twos looked at this group of well-dressed people with rice bowls. Some children hid behind the adults, wondering why these old people are curly ...
The leader of this time was Gehry of the Cangyan Army. He sighed as he watched the dishes around him and the gray-clad army people.
If it were not for the first time, how could I believe that such a group of people had blocked the tens of thousands of armed soldiers of the three major regiments from attacking and killing for nearly a month ...
"Well, what are they eating?" Philip leaned against the hot woman, questioning at the cyan in those rice bowls.
"That's it. It's a roadside wild vegetable." Philip glanced around and said casually.
"Ah, that's not weed. Can this be eaten? Why don't they eat meat?" The woman asked, rather puzzled.
"Ah, uh ..." Philip stiffened, then reached out and raised the woman's chin. "Do you know? I like your big chest and no brain."
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The tent in the middle of the station was where the negotiation took place, and the aristocratic negotiation group entered the curtain. There are only simple tables and chairs.
"Not even a cup of tea ..."
Someone muttered, and the negotiators sat down on the right side of the long table.
"Well, what about yours? Isn't it seven o'clock?" Cecil looked at the empty chair across from him, and said dissatisfied to the gray-clad soldier at the door.
"Sorry. I'll ask." The soldier bowed out.
The language is very polite and the attitude is correct. Those old aristocrats didn't care, they talked to each other and went into the station to see what they saw.
These nobles who have been staying in the bustling emperor's capital, the previous impression of the Grey Clothing is to know the term, and now when they see the specific situation on the ground, they are even more dismissive. But it's just a bunch of poor and crazy Wuhe people. Well, it seems that the conditions proposed later will be the food ...
After ten minutes of discussion like this, a nobleman frowned and looked at the tent. What happened? How about that soldier just now, why haven't you come back?
When the question was raised, the other gatekeeper nodded: "Let's go, I'll check it out!"
After speaking, ran to the distance. Then there is no more ...
The two guards of the gray clothing ran away. Standing outside the door were the Royal Guard and the Legionnaire soldiers. The gang of nobles suddenly found themselves abandoned here.
I don't know how long it has been, bang!
Cecil shot the long table, angrily: "What the do these pariahs want to do!"
"That is, we came on time. They disappeared, but the country guy didn't know how to be polite!"
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"Do you think about your previous behavior before you say that others are rude?"
Wow—the curtain opened, and Luosha came in calmly: "It's eight o'clock now, everyone, I'm Luosha, good morning!"
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The tent was silent, and to be honest, the name of Locha was still quite famous. Especially after the abduction of aristocratic youth this time, this name has become a cause of headaches in many people's brains. But when I really saw it, it was slightly thin and short, and the bright and beautiful facial features were not outstanding under the faint skin ... If you lose your unique temperament, I believe that in this small town in the south, there will be tens of millions of women who have passed away.
However, this is Losa, it is Losa who led the Grey Army to fight with the Bran Empire's elites for more than ten years, and will continue to fight!
In the shock of the nobles. Senior generals of Omon, Bosco, and other senior members of the Grey Army came in one after another. Next, a dark shadow flickered at the door, and Josiah with a cold expression came in.
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The nobleman who had just recovered was shocked again, this ...
In fact, beauties and the like, these nobles are in the bustling imperial capital, and of course they see a lot, and they are naturally more beautiful than Josiah. But sometimes, under certain circumstances, some beautiful things will be added to the mysterious brilliance. Look at the beauty under the lamp. Another example is this situation.
They have seen the images of the gray-clad soldiers before. Most of them are dusty and simple in clothes. Now at first glance, the infinitely glamorous, glamorous Josiah was naturally shocked ... just then,
boom! A loud noise.
The crowd looked at each other and looked at the end to the right, when they saw a chair overturned, and Philip fell into the ground unsuspectingly.
As for the reason. Look at the angry, jealous woman next to me.
"Ahem ..." Bollett's eyes twitched, and he cleared his throat. Introduced the staff here a little, as for the woman, it was vague.
Luo Sha also briefly introduced the people here, seeing that there is no doubt about the other party, it is necessary to announce the start of negotiations.
"and many more!"
Philip, who was back on the chair, suddenly raised his right hand. "I have a problem."
Uh ... Everyone cast their surprise eyes over. This is just the beginning. What questions can we have?
"You said!" Luo Sha spread his hands.
Philip got up and quickly adjusted his lower garment. A charming face smiled and saluted elegantly to Josiah sitting in front of him: "Hi, beautiful Miss Josiah, my name is Philip, I am unmarried, and I live in the Brilliant Blue District ...
The tent was completely silent, and everyone's expression was still. Just listen to those fast and clear words that tumbled out of Philip's mouth.
"... Your beauty is comparable to the most holy flower in the world! Please allow me to take the liberty to express to you this amazing first sight, and please give me this admirer who loves you at first sight to pursue it, please!"
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After about three minutes of silence!
"Boring!" Josiah turned her head, her face frosty.
of course. Her heart was far from calm on the surface, and at this moment there was a rough sea, and she almost washed out her externally tense complexion.
"Don't be like this, at least give it a chance ... oh," Philip exclaimed with a look of frustration, and then his face was tangled, with the left hand constantly pulling the woman next to him to the finger of his thigh.
"Well, can the negotiations begin?" Bollett asked blankly.
"……can!"
After this episode, negotiations began to resume normal trajectories.
Because Josiah's opponent was Philip, the two eyes naturally inevitably touched. And the latter has been staring at him with infatuated eyes ... Of course, he also kept protecting the muscles on the legs and waist with his hands.
Josiah didn't want to stare at this somewhat inexplicable guy, but thinking of the domineering of Tang En, she tried to adjust her mind and shifted her cold eyes.
You are toad, you are toad ...
Uh ... Philip was a joy first, then a moment.
Scorn, sarcasm, ridicule ... being stared at by this beautiful woman, presumably any man will be uncomfortable. Philip couldn't help but touch the corners of his mouth. There were no rice grains ... Looking down at his dress, um, the crotch did not open ...
Negotiations proceeded in this weird atmosphere until Losa handed out a few exchange slips.
boom! After Bollett watched it, he took a single sheet of paper on the table with an iron look: "Are you sure you are not kidding?"
"Of course!" Luo Sha sipped her tea leisurely.
"Damn, you are extortion, blackmail!" Bollett turned red. "200,000 kilograms of grain, 150,000 kilograms of flour, 30,000 sets of standard armor, 50,000 weapons ... uh, this There are a hundred Thor's Hammers? This, this ... It's too bullying, it's too bullying! "
"Crap, do you think you are Bran's Legion?"
"No more talk, you guys are naked robbery!"
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After the exchange slip was passed, the aristocratic negotiating team was naturally furious.
The Empire sent them to negotiate, naturally because these people had experience in this area. But Rao was so, they were shocked by the big hand in front of them. Negotiation, in fact, both sides have a ruler in their minds, and the difficulty is to reach a balance acceptable to both sides in this constant struggle. However, the exchange note with dense words in front of it clearly obviously increased the scale infinitely, and bargaining was unnecessary.
"Oh, is that it?" Locha sneered, setting the tea cup down and looking at Josiah.
Josiah nodded willingly, got up and picked up a list: "As of three days ago ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A total of 13,456 soldiers of the Grey Army died, and 732 civilians Innocent killed. "
"In these three days, another 1,141 soldiers and civilians have died because of your stupid actions."
Taking a deep breath, Josiah frosted his face: "You say that bullying is too much, so how do I count these innocent people dead? What is their life value ... In my opinion, their value is more than this The exchange order is much more expensive! If this is extortion! It is extortion! Then I will extort you with these today! "
The tent was quiet again, and the floor's complaints continued to hover inside.
Bollett swallowed and said a little bit hard: "I'm sorry, but this is war ..."
"Yes, this is war!" Josiah cut off the opponent's words. "Anyone can start a war, but the victor must agree to end the war."
"We are winners now, so either hand over things or collect corpses!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote (an) for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest power.)