After being reminded by Cloud Shadow, Thomas's ingenuity was finally fully recovered, worthy of being the captain of Rogge's personal guard, and a complete set of battle plans instantly appeared in his mind: "Grand Elder Hepburn, I hope you can immediately send someone back to the Druid Settlement, and then bring back at least three hundred warriors at the level of the * division." ”

"Three hundred * divisions?!"

Looking at Thomas's relaxed face, Zorro, who was standing behind Griffin, stopped doing it first: "Do you know what it means for us druids to have three hundred * divisions?" ”

"Of course, they will be the most powerful weapons to protect the druids, and you will be able to use them."

Thomas's last half of the sentence was staring at Hepburn, but the latter's expression did not change at all, and after another moment, Hepburn, who frowned slightly, said slowly: "Why, why did we druids take out these three hundred people, this battle is bound to be extremely tragic, why should I let them come to death." ”

In any case, Hepburn did not directly refuse, which made Thomas's confidence suddenly increase a lot, and God knows how unconfident he was when he spoke just now.

"Grand Elder Hepburn, this is by no means a death attempt, but a struggle for survival, do you really think that the Druids will survive after the orcs penetrate deep into this land? It's only a matter of time before the secrets of that swamp are discovered, and don't forget, there are shamans among the orcs that none of us know about! ”

Thomas tried to find words that would move Hepburn, but it was hard to say how effective they were.

"At least we've never had a direct conflict with the orcs, and they've been ostracized by humans like us a long time ago."

Hepburn looked up into the distance, as if he had seen the real past.

"Hey, Grand Elder Hepburn, now is not the time to seek common ground, do you think that with these words, you can break away from the Ania Empire and form an alliance with the Grutu Empire?"

was a little annoyed by Hepburn's unpredictable tone. Thomas didn't speak very politely.

"Thomas, watch your tone!"

Frankin was in a good state of mind, and he patted Thomas on the left shoulder to keep him sane. Unfortunately, it didn't work very well.

"Grand Elder Hepburn, I'm sure you won't be as stupid as Thomas thought-"

Seeing that the original crisis is about to turn into a farce. Yun Ying, who couldn't stand it, finally spoke.

"How?"

Hepburn still raised his head, and didn't even look at Yunying.

"Because of interests."

"Oh?"

Hepburn's gaze turned to Cloud Shadow.

"Orcs are more arrogant than humans, they will only be more xenophobic than humans, and if the druids choose them, they can only become slaves in the future, and they will never be able to escape."

Cloud Shadow is not exaggerating, there are many examples of orcs being stubborn in Avril's travels, and of course, there may be some human slander in it.

"And what about His Majesty the Emperor of the noble Ania Empire? Doesn't he want us to be slaves? ”

Hepburn's tone was full of sarcasm. Of course, if it weren't for the lobbyist's standpoint, Yun Ying would also want to say Rogge in such a tone.

"No, because in the Ania Empire, multi-racial integration is already the general trend, this is Rogge's own choice, but things have developed by now that he is no longer able to control all the dealers, if His Majesty the Emperor really does something contrary to his promise - the multi-racial alliance that has been formed now will definitely be ruined, believe me, he is not that stupid."

Cloud Shadow paints a beautiful picture for Hepburn, but who can say that this is not the future of the Ania Empire?

"Hmph. Sure enough, it's a person who can say. ”

Hepburn turned his gaze away again, and his tone returned to indifference again, which immediately made Thomas on the side smell some kind of opportunity: "It seems that Grand Elder Hepburn is determined to trust the alliance with the Ania Empire?" Can I ask you solemnly, then, to have three hundred of the Druids' warriors appear in the courtyard of Bounck Manor in three days' time? ”

"Three days?"

Hepburn laughed sarcastically again.

"Of course. I'm sure Grand Elder Hepburn will have a way. ”

Thomas didn't care about Hepburn's taunts, because he knew that the woods where the druids had lived were much more than they appeared.

"Haha, well, I hope the Ania Empire is worth our efforts, I will ask Raymond to bring three hundred men in three days, but you have to guarantee the victory of this battle, and none of our druids can die, can you do it?"

I've known Hepburn for so long. It was the first time Cloud Shadow had seen him laugh so loudly, but what he said was not so pleasant. In other words, how can there be immortals in war?

"Grand Elder Hepburn. You're a bit of a tough guy. ”

Rao is always calm Flanoming is also a little unhappy, it is difficult to win this battle in the first place, Hepburn even made such an unreasonable request, does he want everyone to rush to the front to die in order to protect the druid?

"I don't think so, this is my last request, and the druids will keep their promises, and as long as the Ania Empire does not betray first, we will always be friends, and - this is compensation for Uthery."

Hepburn's sharp gaze swept over Thomas and Cloud Shadow as he said the last sentence, which made their hearts tremble irrepressibly - Hepburn guessed?! No, it can't be, he just harbors some kind of deep doubt, or can only be a doubt, the current druid has long been unable to easily break with the Ania Empire, and Hepburn chose to back down painfully in the face of the fate of the race. At this time, Cloud Shadow couldn't help but think in his heart that maybe Hepburn was not just a temptation when he talked about orcs just now, he was really considering the possibility of forming an alliance with the Grutu Empire, but Cloud Shadow's words finally dispelled his ambiguity - how dangerous, it really makes people break out in a cold sweat when they think about it.

"Okay, we promise you."

What Cloud Shadow wanted to figure out, Thomas naturally realized that some topics had to stop here, so he could only compromise.

"Thomas!"

Flaming, who didn't know what kind of dumb riddle Hepburn and Thomas were playing, was puzzled, and he couldn't understand why Thomas would make such a stupid decision when there was a shortage of manpower.

"Alright, let's move on—"

Thomas raised his hand to stop Flamming's questioning, it had been half an hour since Philips had come to report the news, and in order not to make the situation worse, he had to rescue Muhammad as soon as possible, so that the dwarves could fight with all their might.

"Flanming, how many mercenaries do you have with you? What kind of strength are they? ”

Thomas was wondering if he should let the mercenaries take the lead. (To be continued).