Zhao Gao pressed her hand down without hesitation, shook her head and said, "Don't think about it, it's not possible." ”

Zhao Fujin's meaning is nothing more than uniting with Edward III, whether it is possible to really get the exhausted Joan of Arc back to the land of the gods. If it really succeeds, such a great feat, even if it is shared with Edward III, is far more than getting some treasure chests from the plot world.

Although the quantity and quality of the pile of treasure chests in front of her were enough to dazzle her eyes, since the income over there could make the ruler Edward III weigh on his net worth, how could it be ten times more than a hundred times that of this side?

It is impossible for Edward III, as the ruler, not to understand the risks involved, but he still threw himself into it without hesitation, in addition to his confidence in his own strength and planning ability, he still has the psychology of letting go.

"The will of the world is not doing its best, we are just one of his backup options." Zhao Gao straightened Henry VI on the throne, and then said slowly. He had just received news from the Will of the World, and at this time, John the Duke of Bedford, the uncle of Henry VI and the regent of the British French Territory, had received the news, and the ransom plan passed from the Will of the World had been agreed, and the Duke of Bedford had prepared a large amount of supplies to exchange for their young king.

"The conditions that the will of the world promises to us are actually not high, and even in terms of the right of belonging that Meng Bu obtains, dare to really compete with us, is this a normal way of thinking of a high intelligence level who has no choice but to find a way out?" Zhao Gao ordered all the places around the royal tent to be opened for ventilation, the smell of blood in it was already very annoying, and it was not suitable for negotiation with Duke Bedfu.

After doing all this, he asked with a smile and rhetorically, and Zhao Fujin immediately came to his senses.

No wonder she felt that Zhao Gao did not have an aggressive posture this time, which was completely different from the plot of the three families, and even the compensation plan designed was considered from the perspective of the will of the world, and the real landing point turned out to be here.

"We can't imagine what other means the will of the world is, it is the poverty of imagination caused by limited information and authority, it does not mean that he really has no means." Zhao Gao summed it up, and as the fresh wind outside the camp blew in, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Our option is probably just one of the many alternatives, and now it seems that it must be the option he pays the lowest price, which is the guarantee that we can get benefits." ”

The so-called wolf has meat in its mouth, of course, you have to wait for the wolf to bite the meat into its mouth, and then the meat before the wolf swallows the meat. There is no way to score the same scale, so from the beginning, Zhao Gao did not have a lion to open his mouth, leaving himself a room for fault tolerance, and the demand for interests was not high.

This is not high, in fact, it is also relative. Because the next game here is a whole plot world and the full wealth of the two rulers, even if it is less, where can it be less?

That bunch of treasure chests is really there!

"The second difficulty lies with Edward III. We lack the means to restrain him, and even if the final task is completed, it will be difficult for us to have any real gains. Zhao Gao thought about it and gave a second reason. In fact, compared to the first one, this is his biggest reason. With Edward III's character, of course, it is easy to say anything before the deed is done, but after the deed is done, no one will be allowed to share the results.

To put it simply, it is to share hardships and hardships, and to share blessings and hardships.

The plot world took the initiative to put the handle of breaking the underlying rules into the hands of Zhao Gao, and Zhao Gao also showed his choice against the interests of the land of the gods to the will of the world. In the case that both sides have their own hole cards, even if the two sides do not like each other, they can still have such a smooth cooperation.

And if it was Edward III? They belong to the same force, and the difference in strength between the two is huge, and after Edward III violated the principle of mutual interest, it was difficult for Zhao Gao to be sure what he could do to Edward III.

"At the end of the day, we're too weak." Zhao Fujin sighed and said regretfully. This is a rare opportunity, almost a way for the rulers of the two rival factions to work together, using extremely ingenious methods to push a legendary historical figure into a corner. In the process, Fiona, the ruler of the forbidden area, lost a large number of pioneers, and Edward III, the ruler of the land of the gods, controlled the power of another plot world, and only then did he see a little hope of victory.

"That's true." Zhao Gao also sighed, nodded and said. In the face of such a big temptation of interests, of course, he was also moved, but in the end he gave up after weighing it.

"Fortunately, we will not lose anything this time, at least the second wave of benefits should be there soon." After saying this, Zhao Gao smiled excitedly, Henry VI, who fell into a coma on the throne, didn't know what good things he dreamed of, and when the wind outside the camp was blown, he actually laughed too.

At this time, in another corner of the tent, Oakes, the court earl who had been possessed by the will of the world, had already come to his senses. His rank has actually been there all along, but he himself is not known for his combat effectiveness, and his strength is comparable to that of a D-class plot character in a head-to-head battle, and Zhang Yi and a few people can turn him into a treasure chest in minutes.

"Get up, give you a chance to live!" Zhao Gao kicked over. This earl has no territory, no ability to lead troops, and it doesn't seem to have any good skills, even if the kill is probably the income of a piece of purple equipment, now that there are so many treasure chests that have not been opened, it doesn't matter much if there is one more of him or one less of him.

Of course, Oakes didn't want to die, so he got up from the ground in a hurry, bent down and began to laugh flatteringly, and his body slowly leaned up, but he was kicked in the ass again, and he squatted on his ass exaggeratedly, and then got up again, and continued to laugh flatteringly, but no longer stepped forward, but kept a distance.

The fur hat that symbolized status had long been crooked to one side, and two of the three mink skins that hung down were gone, and the remaining half was also bare; The gloves on both hands were gone, and a large piece of Jazz's clothes was damaged, which he pulled from the other direction to cover it, and the whole person's outfit looked comical.

The aristocratic gentleman's style peculiar to the British was a clean one in him.

In addition to the fact that the encounter was really unbearable, his strange appearance now was eighty percent of his intention. There is no way, this person in front of him is not a master who talks about the rules, and there is still a strong smell of blood left in this king's tent, whether it is high or flattering to him, has now become a corpse lying in the big pit behind.

This includes the royal butler, the Earl of Warwick, who is extremely serious; There is also Prince Philip, who is noble and has majesty in his affinity. Now they lie there in a posture that is no better than the others to see where to go.

"Your servant greets you!" Oakes, who described it as strange, once again performed a standard aristocratic salute, and then patiently waited for Zhao Gao's next order.

PS: There should be, with the help of a great god's book list, I actually have a collection of 5000.