The silence in the tent is broken, Pomona and Avril renegotiate the terms of the food, and William begins to think about the origin of the species.

I remember that Hans can use the skills exclusive to the Berserker, maybe he and himself are really two species, at least they are also hybrids with the bloodline of the Berserker, and in terms of skill strength, the purity of the bloodline does not seem to be low.

I just don't know if Van Guins has the blood of Berserker Demons, or if he is the only one who is a Berserker Demon Half-blood.

Thinking of this, William's expression suddenly moved, and he remembered those people in the Fankins family, if they all had a certain amount of berserk blood, they could be well developed.

Unlike cannon fodder and inferior demons, who win by numbers, Berserkers are one of the main combat classes of Hell. The [Raging Flame Legion], which is composed of a large number of fourth-order berserk battle demons, is quite powerful, and is not afraid of dead skin and thick flesh, and only a few races are exempt from the natural skill [Blood Trampling].

When the hundreds of scarlet shockwaves spread across the battlefield, all melee legions would have a headache.

As for those people in the Fankins family, it doesn't take too many, as long as there are twenty people who can awaken the talent skill, even if Jiber rushes into the pile, he will be held down directly, as long as he takes turns to give Jiber [Blood Killing Trampling], he can be entangled in the pile of people. If there is another high-offensive profession that can break through defense, maybe he can grind him to death at the fourth order.

The more William thought about it, the more he felt that he could do it, and his attack power was now explosive, but the problem was that he couldn't catch people. If there is [Blood Trampling], according to the theory of canyon relativity, other people's slowing down is equivalent to my acceleration, and the shortcomings in speed will be made up for at once.

From this point of view, it is like a tiger to build a simplified version of the [Raging Flame Army], and it just so happens that the people of the Fankins family are not ready to go against the queen, so they can really try it if they have the chance.

While he pondered the possibility of building a legion, the conversation between the queen and the former marquise reached an impasse again.

"You want us to give up some of our pastures and move closer inland to the Duchy of the North?"

Pomona frowned, waved her hand without hesitation, and rejected Avril's offer.

"Every fertile pasture is occupied with a sword, and the pasture is as important to us as life! Neither I nor my people can agree to this condition! And this is a betrayal of the barbarians, and we may be besieged!"

Avril smiled, leaned forward slightly, and slowly pressed Pomona's swinging hand against the table.

"Why can't you be? You barbarians don't have a country of their own, but only reluctantly form a loose alliance through the suppression of a few large tribes.

I remember that the big tribes were called the three barbarian tribes, right? In my opinion, there is no subordinate relationship between you and the three barbarian tribes at all, and there is no loyalty at all, and now you are just making a small change for the continuation of the tribe, how can it be called betrayal?"

Pomona was a little confused, and it seemed to make sense when she thought about it carefully, but she still shook her head and refused: "No, although we don't have a country, there are still tribes in the alliance, and if we migrate inland to France, we will definitely be regarded as enemies by most tribes."

Even if the three barbarian tribes don't take the initiative to crusade against us, this grassland won't accept my tribe anymore, and if you go back on it, we will be completely isolated, and we will be completely ...... when the time comes."

Avril interrupted Pomona again and grabbed her arm, pulling suggestively to her side.

"Then don't worry about that alliance!"

Her Majesty the Queen gazed at Pomona's face and said with deep meaning:

"I've always wondered how the barbarian tribal alliance is maintained? Every year, you have to unilaterally offer a large sum of supplies to the three barbarians who preside over the alliance, food, horses, cattle and sheep, and even a lot of things that you yourself lack, but what can they give you?"

"Can I help you in times of crisis? Or can I help you raise food? You small and medium-sized tribes have to starve to death a lot of people every year, and they don't fight each other less, and the three barbarian tribes seem to have never paid attention to your life or death, right?"

"Come, let's figure out what you and your tribe will get by attaching the flange. ”

Her Majesty turned Pomona's hand over and slowly pressed her little finger back into her palm.

"First of all, there is food, I can promise you that your tribe can buy enough food for the entire tribe to survive the winter at the market price every year, at least you can survive without looting everywhere, is this a benefit you can get?"

Pomona hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Very well, let's move on to the next one. ”

Her Majesty smiled and reached out to press her ring finger back as well.

"I can open up large-scale trading channels, spices, cloth, and even salt and cast iron are within this range, and you can exchange trained war horses, leather goods, and a large number of livestock, and you will never have to be exploit......ed by those big chambers of commerce in the future."

Pomona looked at her bent ring finger and fell into deep thought.

Let's not talk about life-saving food, just open trading is a great benefit.

It's not that there are no chambers of commerce on the steppe that sell goods, but their things are surprisingly expensive. At the most demanding times, even a healthy adult horse can be exchanged for an old iron pot.

If they can really open up trade with their tribes, not to mention the living conditions of their tribesmen, they can even resell those goods to the grassland, and their tribes will not have to worry about eating and drinking.

Even if there are no other conditions, these two articles alone are tempting enough, and compared to these tangible benefits, those potential dangers do not seem unacceptable......

Seeing that Pomona seemed to have moved her heart, Her Majesty smiled again and gently pressed her middle finger back into her palm.

"Finally, as long as you help me stop the attacks on the grassland, I can fully support you to become a big tribe, so that the three barbarians can become the four barbarians. ”

Hearing this condition, Pomona's expression suddenly became nervous.

"How is it possible! If you really support us to become a big tribe, we will definitely be targeted by the three barbarian tribes, although the barbarian population is not as good as you Farlando, but you are now even ...... king"

Feeling her palm, which suddenly became a little stiff, Her Majesty knew in her heart that Pomona had been completely moved by her own words.

A smile bloomed on Avril's face, and she said with a firm expression: "Do you want Falan to be in a mess now, worried that he doesn't have this ability?"

Rest assured, the situation won't last long. Didn't you just meet the priests of the Church of Eros, who promised to help me reunite ......."

"Cousin, I've captured an enemy scout!"