Cindelia's gaze became more and more unkind: "What are you? Maybe what? You tell me clearly!"

Pope Wilmot had a faint sweat on his forehead, and finally replied: "I said it casually according to the instructions of the Great Prophety, and it is not a complete fabrication. ”

"Maybe the legendary Son of God really exists, maybe this Renard is the Son of God...... Right?"

He ended up dragging his feet, apparently unsure if he had a point.

Cindelia asked leisurely, "Is your Great Prophecy accurate?"

Pope Wilmot didn't know how to answer, he hesitated for a while, and said honestly: "On time, on time." ”

Cindelia nodded undeniably, and then said with a smile: "The prophecy said that we would only have one daughter, but it didn't say how many sons we would have. ”

As she spoke, she took off her armor to show off her perfectly upright figure, and began to undress herself.

Cindelia raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this, and her tone immediately became relaxed: "That is, your prediction that we will only have one daughter is not necessarily accurate?"

Pope Wilmot suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "My prediction of such a small thing should be accurate. ”

After speaking, she took off only her underwear, and looked at Pope Wilmot's eyes with a green light: "Honey, we have been separated for more than two months, you should not be able to bear it, right?"

Pope Wilmot was about to look for an opportunity to escape, but was grabbed by the collar and thrown directly on the sofa.

Pope Wilmot kept waving his hand and said in a pretended seriousness: "I still have business here." ”

Cindelia ignored it, and said to herself: "I'm also down to business, Vivien, a wild girl, is a waste, it's better to take advantage of our youth and have another son." ”

Renard's sudden rise caught many people off guard, and the most frightened of them was not the demon, but the Cronin family in Hailan Province.

They had been struggling to survive under the imminence of the king's army, and after receiving this news, they could simply describe their intentions as dead ashes.

He wanted to ask for help, but before he could make a sound, his mouth was gagged.

He shouted frantically in his heart: Linen fell ......

This force is very reluctant to deal with the king's army, and with Lei Ye's army, it is basically certain to be defeated.

Thinking of the unpromising future, even Marquis Quentin, who has always been calm and calm, frowned.

If the news is true, when Renard frees up his hands, won't they be the next ones to be solved?

Now there are only two counties left in the area controlled by the Cronin family, and both are precarious, and the forces that can be united are seventy percent less than before, and there are only 60,000 troops at their disposal.

Marquin Quentin was annoyed by him, and replied coldly: "You have time to complain about me, it is better to think of a way to deal with it, or think of your own way out." ”

When Prince White heard this, he immediately exploded, and he almost roared and said, "If you hadn't said that there would be reinforcements, would I have fallen to the current situation?"

Prince White, who had been quiet for a few days, began to circle around the office again, and this time it was not easy for anyone to persuade him.

From time to time, he complained to the Marquis Quentin: "What about the reinforcements you mentioned? Why haven't I seen even half of them? Will they come......?

"But don't worry, even if our plan fails, there is still a chance to make a comeback, the Albians have explored the New World, and we can go there to develop. ”

Prince White was immediately annoyed: "This is the back road you are talking about?"

"Okay, are you going to leave me here as a substitute?"

Marquin was annoyed by this guy, but he knew that now was not the time for infighting, so he had to reassure him: "Okay, this is not the situation I want to see." ”

When Prince White saw that the other party was ignoring him, his heart suddenly became nameless.

Although he hated it so much that the roots of his teeth itched, this time he was surprisingly not angry, just snorted coldly twice, and left the office directly.

He didn't let the good prince do it, and he actually wanted to follow the other party to a place where birds don't to open up the wasteland?

Marquin Quentin saw the other party's dissatisfaction, but did not say anything, squinted his eyes and began to meditate cross-legged.

The old fox said that he was very confident, and he had the feeling of being in the middle of a strategy and winning a victory thousands of miles away.

Earl Mackinto felt that his father was a little too confident, or rather conceited.

Seeing this, Count Mackinto frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said to Marquis Quentin, "Father, will this guy do anything stupid?"

Marquis Quentin played with the rosary in his hand, as if he was meditating with his eyes closed, and only after a long time said: "Prince White is not so stupid, His Majesty's temper should be clear to him, even if he surrenders, it is just a decent death." ”

In the big tent of the Chinese army, King Ferdinand and his generals are deducing in front of the sand table, in order to exchange the least price for the most brilliant results.

Just as he was listening attentively to the soldiers' analysis, a report from the guards suddenly came from outside the tent: "Your Majesty, Prince White has sent a messenger. ”

Human nature is the most difficult thing to grasp, and speculating on other people's minds with one's own values is often the most stupid behavior.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't refute his father's face, so he had to give up in the end.

The soldiers followed, surrounding the guards who had reported the news.

The guard swallowed hard and stumbled and repeated, "Yes...... Be...... White...... The prince sent messengers. ”

Hearing this, there was a sudden silence in the big tent.

King Ferdinand, who almost burst out of his tent, asked in disbelief, "What did you say? Who sent a messenger?"

With that, he turned and went into the tent.

Ferdinand sat down in his seat and took out a letter from his bosom, addressed to Renard, the governor of Gannan Province.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

King Ferdinand waved his hand and said, "Bring the messenger here." ”

He had the idea of trying it out and had people come into contact with Prince White, and he didn't have any hope of plotting against it, but the reality is often so unexpected.

King Ferdinand's eyes were complicated: "He really said yes, is Prince White going to surrender?"

The content of the letter was very simple: to rebel against Prince White, to promise him whatever he wanted, as long as Prince White was willing to surrender, the Cronin family would die.

Is this uncle of his really so stupid? Doesn't he know that the terms he promised are perfunctory?

King Ferdinand did not know that the Easterners were much better than the Westerners in terms of understanding human nature.

Seeing that the Cronin family is gone, Prince White is already in chaos, and whenever there is a life-saving straw, he will try his best to grasp it.