Chapter 648: A plan within a plan
"What do you want to do? Could it be that at this time, you still want to provoke a civil war and continue to consume the few strengths of the Lion Clan's royal court?" Prince Chagan said angrily, obviously tasting the wrong taste in his words.
"I admit that Brother Zhana, you are now the most powerful of our three brothers, but it is not so easy to eat our brothers' alliance, if you really want to fight, you will only fight and lose, and you think that we will come unprepared? When we came, we each brought 20,000 elites, as long as we gave an order, they would not hesitate to attack, and even if you take down our two brothers, a melee will be inevitable. Adair also pressed the scimitar, with a fierce face, whether it was in his expression or words, he was in a posture of a fish dying and the net was broken.
Of course, they did not expect anything from Prince Zana's character, but came to the meeting with their elite army, ready to deal with such a bad situation.
Prince Zana's expression was cloudy, and it was obvious that he was still hesitant about this matter.
Prince Izbis jumped to his feet in a hurry, and roared almost with a shout: "There is no turning back from the bow, since the decision has been made, don't hesitate any longer, this is the blood that must be shed when digging out thick sores, although it will have a temporary impact on our overall strength, but in the long run, this is a favorable thing, is it possible to wait for them to sit down, and then annex them? At that time, more clansmen and warriors will die in battle." β
"Shut up, you damned bastard, and let you sit here, it's already our greatest mercy, and you dare to openly sow discord between our brothers and make us fight each other, what purpose do you have? Do you want us to take the throne after we die? Or are you ready to surrender to the tyrant in the west? I'm going to slash you troublemaker. Adair was roaring, but he didn't really draw his knife for a long time.
Because he knows that once the knife is drawn, there is really no way to recover the whole situation, and the two sides can only fight to the death.
According to the comparison of strength, there is a greater chance of fish death on your side.
"Brother Zana, don't mess around. Prince Chagan said to Prince Zhana, who was still slow to make up his mind, and said, "In this case, you and I will fight again, even if you win, do you still have enough troops to go south? β
"Haha...... Haha......" Prince Izbis let out an abnormal wild laugh.
This wild laugh was so hysterical, so crazy, that even Prince Zana couldn't help frowning.
"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?" said Prince Adair, frowning.
"I'm laughing at Agelans, the fiercest lion ever on the steppe, how did he give birth to such a bunch of unsuccessful sons? I'm laughing at myself, I still have illusions about you bastards, you are a bunch of mud that can't hold up the wall, because of your selfishness, a huge empire has decayed to the present state, and you still don't want to repent.
Especially you, Uncle Zhana, I have put the best choice in front of you, you are like a woman, cowering, no, you are not even as good as a woman, do you think that with this kind of character, you are really qualified to become the co-head of the lion royal court, and are you really capable of leading the people to rise again? With your character, even if Odin the Great is reincarnated, it will not help you. β
Like a devouring serpent, his gaze swept over the faces of all the people in the king's tent, his expression was crazy, but the light in his eyes was rational.
This mixture of sanity and madness is particularly terrifying.
"What the hell is he crazy about?"
Prince Chagan and Adair looked at each other with unconcealed surprise and schadenfreude in their expressions.
In this party, Iribis has always been shown as Prince Zana's loyal dog, and he charged in front of him to seek benefits for Prince Zana, which is not qualified.
Now that the loyal dog had suddenly gone crazy, he had even bitten the prince of Zana, and it was too unexpected, and this surprise was even more than the anger of being insulted, and both of them put on a look of excitement to see how the prince of Zana would deal with this matter.
"What the hell are you mad about?" said Prince Zana's expression was as ugly as swallowing a fly.
Izbis's counter-attack without warning made him even more uncomfortable, and he felt betrayed.
"Crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm very sober, Wang Gu is right, the future of the lion clan should no longer be expected on you, you can't expect anyone, only we can lead the lion clan to a more brilliant future, and you are just a group of incompetent parasites, endlessly sucking the spirit of the lion clan, for the future of the lion clan, please die." When he had finished speaking, he threw himself at the exit of the tent without looking back.
"Not good!" said Prince Chagan.
"Stop him, can't let him out. Prince Zana commanded loudly.
"Where to go, leave me behind. Yadel, who had been on high alert, reacted very quickly, and the scimitar in his hand slashed at Izbis's back with a sharp whistle.
Izbis seemed to be unaware of the attack behind him, did not dodge or dodge, and still resolutely aimed towards his goal.
While!
Adair's knife slashed solidly, but instead of the sound of a blade slamming into the bone, he heard the sound of metal.
Izbis clearly came prepared, dressed in a layer of iron armor.
Even if Prince Adar is one of the best warriors, it is not easy to break through his iron armor, and the damage caused to him is really limited.
On the contrary, it was Irbis, with the power of this sword, who rushed out of the king's tent.
"Catch up with him. β
"Can't let him run. β
"He's going to the hell. β
Prince Zana, Prince Chagan, and Prince Adair don't know exactly what Izbis wants to do, but one thing is certain, it's definitely not a good thing.
Instinct prompted them to lead their guards and bite Irbith to the death.
In no particular order, they rushed out of the king's tent.
And they didn't go through the main gate, but split the nearest royal tent with a knife, and got out of it.
Who knows if there is a trap outside the main gate.
And between the three, there is no trust at all, and they don't dare to get together at all.
Who knows if the other party will suddenly stab himself in the back.
Regardless of the final outcome, one thing is certain, and that is that the purpose of this gathering has completely failed.
The little trust between the two sides has been completely eroded.
If you don't even have the most basic trust, what kind of cooperation can you talk about?
It's safer to do your own thing.
The three princes had just rushed out of the royal tent, and when they faced the scene outside, they couldn't help but change color and exclaimed in surprise.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Where the hell did these people come from? We've already set up an army around us, and no one can get close to here. β
"There's something wrong with these people, how do they look like dead people? like they've just crawled out of the dirt. β
"Were they hiding in the dirt?"
"Naren Toya, it's you slut who is messing with the hell. β
Irbis, who rushed out of the king's tent one step ahead of them, did not go far, and stood ten meters away with his hands on his chest and a sneer.
There was also a richly dressed woman who looked ten years younger than him, and the three princes recognized each other's identities at a glanceβthe youngest daughter of Arilans, their own sister Naren Toya.
Naren Toya should be the fifth remnant of the Lion Court after them.
When the army of the Western Odin Empire ravaged the Balsing steppe, she took a part of her people to the northern grassland, taking advantage of the more extreme environment of the northern winter to avoid the pursuers.
This method is feasible, the army of the Western Odin Empire is limited by its own logistical supply, and there is no way to send a large army to catch up with the encirclement and suppression, and after breaking two pursuit detachments in a row, the army of the Western Odin Empire had to give up continuing the northern expedition.
In the face of adversity, she was able to achieve a small victory, which greatly encouraged the remnants of the East Odin Empire, and for a while she was known as the flower of the lion clan, and many tribes who fled north automatically took refuge under her tent.
The strength she has now is not much smaller than that of Prince Zana.
But neither Prince Zhana, nor Prince Chagan nor Prince Adair, recognized Narentoya's status as ruler at all.
It is a shame for a woman to have power in her hands that is still above them.
Therefore, this time the alliance meeting, no one was sent to invite her at all.
I didn't expect her to come uninvited.
Not only did he come uninvited, but he also used an unobtrusive way to appear in front of them with a force that was not weak.
The king's tent where they were located had been surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside, and the number of soldiers was obviously no less than hundreds.
The state of these Odin soldiers was clearly not quite right.
In the summer, there was a clearly recognizable cold aura on their bodies, just like wooden sticks, poking straight there, even their eyes were straight, and there was a lingering stench on their bodies.
It's the smell of a decomposing corpse.
Now the whole Barsing steppe is filled with this smell, and it stands to reason that they have all adapted to this smell, and the olfactory system automatically blocks it.
But on their bodies, they still smell this smell, which shows how strong it is.
Their bodies were covered in mud, and they looked like they had just crawled out of the ground.
The big pits not far away also confirm this.
The doubts in the minds of the three princes were not answered, and in this way they avoided the army that the three had laid on the periphery.
"It's a trap. β
"You're in league with them. β
Prince Chagan and Prince Adar led their own people to widen the distance between Prince Zana.
The meeting place was selected and arranged by the other party, and only he had the conditions to bury these people in the surrounding ground in advance.
But no matter how you think about it, it feels like something is wrong.
Can a person survive after being buried in the ground for so long?
How exactly do they breathe?
How to solve a series of physiological problems such as eating, drinking, and Lazar?
Their meeting was not immediate, but was set up in advance, and the two of them randomly chose a time to prevent all kinds of accidents.
If they lurked in the surrounding land when they were setting up the venue, it meant that they had been buried here for at least half a month, and even the champion knights couldn't pretend to be dead for so long.
"The venue was set up at the request of Izbis. Prince Zana's face became even more ugly, and a chill spread from his heels to his scalp.
It's not just this venue.
Even this tripartite meeting was not the subjective will of Prince Zhana, but took the initiative to offer himself to Irbis, including the chief of Rakesh, who was also brought by the other party.
It was only at this time that Prince Zhana noticed that the figure of the old chief had long disappeared around him, and he didn't know if the other party was a pawn of the other party.
When Iribis came to vote, Prince Zhana was still complacent, thinking that his power was already the most powerful among the remnants of the Lion Court.
In the most chaotic times, he may be able to gather some people around him, but when everything is back on track, he is not qualified to return to the top of power.
Taking the opportunity to cling to something more powerful is a matter of course.
And he is such a person, everything seems so logical.
Prince Zana didn't suspect anything else at all, and gave Izibis a lot of trust, after all, the young man showed quite good ability.
The fact that he was able to rely on the power of one person and under the powerful pressure of the Western Odin Empire to win over a tribe is the best proof of this.
Looking back now, it was just that he was overthinking, and he fell into the trap carefully arranged by others from beginning to end.
"What the hell are you trying to do again, bastard?" asked Prince Adair, looking at Irbith angrily.
Although they had somewhat believed what Prince Zana said, they didn't look like they were getting closer.
Judging from the current situation, no one can be trusted, and they don't want to be stabbed in the back.
"What do you want to do?" the madness on Prince Irbith did not disappear completely, "Isn't what I said earlier obvious enough?, of course, it is to dig out the thick sores of the royal court, only then can the royal court be reunited into a whole, and only then will we have the strength to take revenge on the tyrant of Ulaanbari, and the plague and hunger he brought to us will be repaid in full." β
"Arrogance, it's too arrogant, what qualifications do you have to say that? We are the future of the Lion Court, this is the innate bloodline, the right given to us, look at you, a bastard with impure blood, a herdsman's daughter, a drunken unfortunate product, you are still qualified to represent the Lion Court? If this is the case, then it is the God of Odin who is blind, and it is definitely a big joke. "Prince Adair is always angry.
"Naren Toya, Izhbis, it's too late to stop, you are all our only remaining relatives, we can't continue to kill each other like before, consuming our own strength, what we should do is to work together to face the unprecedented crisis of the royal court, stop it, don't do things that you will regret for the rest of your life, destroy yourself, and destroy the last hope of the royal court. Prince Zhana bitterly admonished, and to this day, he still clings to the last ray of hope, a glimmer of hope for a peaceful settlement of this matter by virtue of his tongue.
"Do you think that if you kill us, you will be able to solve everything? Do those people will prostrate at your feet? It is really wishful thinking, when the time comes, you will be the sinners of the lion royal court, nailed to the pillar of shame forever, and after death your soul will not be protected by the god of Odin, and you will become a lonely ghost, and you will wander the savannah forever, even if you kill us, our iron horsemen outside will trample you into pulp. Prince Chagan threatened viciously.