In an inconspicuous stone house, there were only four people sitting at this time.

Allen representing the Bloodhoof Tribe, Son Orpheus representing the Holy See, and Manstein, the Grand Chief representing the Great Chief Tribe and the Eighty Thousand Barbarian Tribe, and the Barbarian Grand Elder Wren.

After the guest and host sat down, Grand Elder Wren said with a dissatisfied face: "Does Chief Bloodhoof still have any ulterior motives, and he has to take great pains to take the others away. ”

Alan didn't have the same knowledge as him, but said lightly: "The war between the northern and southern tribes is a big war, and the eighty thousand barbarians of the Savage Ancient Plains are involved. ”

Great Elder Wren didn't know what Alan was doing with this nonsense, wasn't it because of this incident that everyone came here, and they still need to repeat it.

Manstein asked with a smirk, "What does Chief Bloodhoof mean?" ”

"Haven't agreed yet?" Alan said disdainfully: "Seven people came at once, all thinking about how to get cheap, right?" ”

When Great Elder Wren heard Allen say this, he no longer looked dissatisfied, but lowered his head a little embarrassed.

The other party was right, before this everyone did not reach an agreement at all, the big chief tribe of several high-level internal arguments, the argument has not yet come to a result, and then continue to argue with the three major tribes, some say to ask for food, some say to support, some say not to help each other, in the end the quarrel has no result, if it is not for the chief Giselle has been staying in the bloodhoof tribe, it is estimated that there will be more quarrels, you must know that this female chief is an unreasonable thorn.

And the most speechless thing is that among the barbarians who have always been martial, there are actually two factions, one is the hawk who fights the main battle, and the other is the dove who wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

In the end, under the strong pressure of the main battle faction led by Manstein, a consensus was temporarily formed, that is, to see what conditions the Holy See and the Terrans had made, if the conditions were not attractive enough, they might end up sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

It is precisely because of this that no one with ghosts in their hearts is worried about anyone, and everyone wants to get more benefits for themselves, so there are seven people who come, and they represent the different forces up and down the barbarians.

Manstein and Wren had to admire Allen's grasp of people's hearts so thoroughly, and it seemed that they knew that a lot of people would come, so they arranged for everyone else to go in advance.

Seeing that the other party was acquiescing, Alan didn't intend to pursue it, and he didn't care if everyone could understand it, so he said with a slight mockery: "The system kills people, if it goes on like this, it is estimated that when the Beamon orcs raze the big chieftain tribe, you can't discuss anything." ”

Glancing at the Holy Son Orpheus, Alan asked directly: "Say, what do you Holy See think, I see that you have always let that guy Lonningt go to the southern diocese these days, and your Holy Mountain has also roughly discussed and come to a conclusion." ”

Orpheus nodded and said: "First, the amount of food and materials, according to the previous threefold, after a year, if the battle is deadlocked, you can discuss again, no matter whether you win or lose, at least the excess materials can ensure that your barbarian race in the wilderness can make a comeback, but the big chieftain tribe must also ensure that your clan will send at least 10,000 elite soldiers to cooperate with our main army to harass the baggage team of the Beamon Legion, if necessary, the frontal large-scale battle also needs to participate." ”

Alan glanced at Manstein with a smirk.

Manstein did not speak.

However, Wren nodded, the Savage Ancient Plains cannot be cultivated, let alone cultivated on a large scale, if they do not accept funding from the Southern Diocese or other countries in recent decades, let alone maintain the population base of 80,000, it will be difficult for 8,000.

However, these materials are not easy to obtain, not only to allow humans and the Holy See's merchant groups to walk in the Great Wasteland, but also to infiltrate the Bimeng territory on a small scale to help the Holy See engage in intelligence, and the Holy See also turned its face and did not recognize people, these religious madmen said that they would start fighting.

You must know that other tribes can't eat at all, especially in the cold winter months, a few relatively bad weather conditions, and they can't even go out hunting, and once they enter a wartime state, if they can't eat enough, it will definitely greatly affect their combat effectiveness.

For Orpheus's proposal, Wren is relatively satisfied, after all, if it is tripled, it will be able to produce a lot of more food and materials, indeed as the other party said, the barbarians have no worries, as for whether it is 10,000 barbarian warriors or 20,000 barbarian warriors, whether it is a frontal battle or a sneak attack on the rear, it is all a battle anyway, it doesn't matter.

When Alan saw Wren's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little disdainful, not knowing how such a fool became the Great Elder of the Barbarian Clan.

Manstein smiled and nodded, "Triple is indeed a lot." ”

Alan rolled his eyes, he thought it was better to fly solo, this group had no future.

Who knows that Manstein spoke up again: "There are three times more food and supplies than before, it is indeed a lot, to be honest, we don't need it, it's better to be like this, we barbarians understand that your Holy See wants to fight against Beamon, so we won't get this cheap, we will send a hundred messengers to help you identify the terrain, how about the other barbarians shrink their defenses and wait for work?" ”

"Old fox!" Alan secretly gave a thumbs up, and then he calmed down and really looked at this inconspicuous barbarian chieftain.

"What do you mean, Great Chief, ... Don't accept my offer? Orpheus looked a little surprised.

But Alan knew that this guy was pretending, and that this little cub's immature face hid this cunning freak.

Manstein smiled and said: "It's not impossible to triple the food and supplies, but we want a promise, a promise from the Grand Pope, an agreement with the Holy See." ”

"What promises and agreements?"

Manstein looked at Alan and said, "Southern Parish! I want the entire southern diocese to be in the realm of our barbarians, including the Holy Light Castle. ”

The words stirred up a thousand waves, and the Great Elder Wren's face was sluggish, revealing an incredible look.

Alan was also sluggish, he didn't expect this old guy to have such a big appetite.

Orpheus, on the other hand, sneered, seemingly extremely disdainful.

Manstein lowered his head and said lightly: "The magic coordinates of the Holy Light Fort in the southern diocese have been exposed, not only Bimon knows, but the Bloodhoof Tribe also knows, and the Bloodhoof Tribe has an enmity with your Holy See, if one day the two sides turn their faces, and the Bloodhoof Tribe with a large amount of teleportation ability wants to sneak attack the Holy Light Castle, how do you deal with it?" And who knows if Beamon will teleport a large-scale army from a distance again to surprise the Holy Light Castle. ”

Orpheus's complexion changed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Great Chief, are you threatening the Holy See?" ”

Manstein shook his head and said: "The southern diocese is so big, the Holy Light Fort has been called an impregnable fortress for hundreds of years, but it turns out that this is not the case, the Holy Light Fort is now useless to your Holy See, the Holy Light Fort exists to prevent my barbarians, the large-scale garrison is obviously worth the loss, and the small-scale garrison cannot be prevented, rather than this, it is better to give my barbarians a land to recuperate." ”

"Great Chief, do you mean that our Holy See has spent a hundred years running the Holy Light Castle, from a fortress against barbarians to a fortress for your barbarians to defend against our human race? If this is the case, we human beings are not equal to opening the door to you barbarians, you can set foot on the territory of human beings whenever you want, do you think I, or the Holy See and other human countries will agree? ”

Manstein glanced at Allen, and said faintly: "Since this is the case, then forget it, it would be good if the eighty thousand barbarians didn't help each other, since you want to give the Holy Light Castle to Beamon, there is no way." ”

Orpheus sneered, "You mean, without you barbarians, we wouldn't be able to defeat the Beamon Orcs in the Great Wasteland?" ”

Manstein didn't answer, and looked at Alan inexplicably.

"High! It's really high! Alan glanced at Manstein appreciatively, he didn't care what Orpheus thought, and said directly: "Old chief, I think so, we don't help each other, what does it matter to us about the war between the two clans, and the Holy See is not a good thing, it's better to listen to me, let's go directly to the Beamon Beast Clan, when the time comes, with our help, the Beamon Beast Clan occupies the terrain advantage, drives straight into the hinterland of the human race, and the province lets the flames of war burn on our barbaric ancient plains, I estimate that Beamon must be more generous than the Holy See." ”

Manstein was noncommittal and did not reply.

"If you give up the Holy Light Castle to others, you barbarians are only responsible for sneaking up on the baggage troops, it's too whimsical."

Manstein said expressionlessly, "Are we barbarians whimsical? For hundreds of years, just to use us as an example to deter other infidels, how many warriors have died in the wilderness of the ancient plains by the infidels of your pagan crusades, and how many innocent small tribes have been killed by your so-called adventurers or mercenaries by despicable means? Now that the invasion of Beamon is imminent, the Holy Light Castle is just a strong fortress for us, Holy Son, you look no more than twenty years young now, but I do not despise you, and please don't take us for fools, the barbarians are only 80,000 people, even if they occupy the Holy Light Castle and occupy the southern diocese? A race with a population of no more than 80,000 wants to invade the human race of hundreds of millions of people, am I stupid or are you stupid? ”

Alan didn't expect that Manstein, the old guy, was quite principled, and the truth was right.

Come to think of it, in addition to the Beast Forest, the Holy Light Castle and the Southern Diocese are the only way for the Terrans to set foot in the Great Wasteland, and the original construction of the Holy Light Fort was just a strategic buffer for the Holy See to make a strategic buffer, just to facilitate the rest of the infidels to crusade the legions and replenish the baggage, everyone knows that as long as the barbarians are not all fools, it is impossible to invade the Terran territory on a large scale, unless the population base is increased by a hundred times.

Orpheus sneered, "Then how do you guarantee that you won't encroach on our clan's territory after you occupy the Holy Light Castle?" ”

"Then how do you ensure that after our clan occupies the Holy Light Castle, you will not turn your face and deny people?"

Alan smiled, this is like a negotiation, Manstein is really an old fox, and it looks like he is going to collapse at all.