The Roland Empire's plenipotentiary negotiator, Minister of Military Intelligence Brigg stood quietly aside, and the rest of the Roland Empire's negotiating team looked at the orcs in the carnival, somewhat uncomfortable, but he was calm as if nothing had happened, and the nickname of the hound in the shadow of Roland IX was really very appropriate for him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It wasn't until the orcs present celebrated for a long time and finally calmed down the excitement in their hearts that he walked up to the Lion Emperor Seckert Rhine and saluted before saying, "Congratulations to Your Majesty Seckert, congratulations on your victory in a glorious battle." ”

The attention of everyone present was attracted by Brig, and Niu Dali on the side said secretly in his heart: "I know that with Roland IX's unwilling temper, there must be a following, this thing is now going to do things at the same pace." ”

Sure enough, Brigg said to the Lion Emperor: "His Majesty Roland IX asked me to bring you a message, he said that his elite Praetorian Guard wants to fight with your orcs for a few battles, I want to know if you dare to agree?"

"Of course, every battle will have a little insignificant, that is, 10% of the amount of materials in the agreement, Your Majesty the Honorable Orc Emperor. After Blair finished speaking, his eyes stared straight at the Lion Emperor, although his tone and movements were impeccable, but the spikes in his words made the orcs clamour.

What does it mean to dare to agree? The orcs attach more importance to their faces than ordinary people can imagine, and perhaps the reason why the poorer they are, the more sensitive they are to the things on their faces, as long as they face a similar situation, they will not flinch even if they are the last pair of pants and drain the last drop of blood.

"Hahaha~~ Joke, when will the orcs and humans dare not agree to the duel, say how do you want to fight humans, I'll make it clear here, no matter what you want, we'll go next. The Lion Emperor grimaced and roared at Brig.

The majesty of the lion's roar and the majesty of His Majesty Seckt as the lord of a country made the ineffective civilians in the negotiation team of several Roland Empires almost unstable.

However, Brig, whose strength was only five or six levels at most, held it up with a strong will, and he first applauded the sonorous words of the Lion Emperor.

Then he said without changing his face: "Your Majesty Secket, why don't you think we can fight four battles, it just so happens that His Majesty Roland IX has three Praetorian Guard divisions and a guard regiment here, and each of them will send a thousand people to fight your orcs, what do you think?"

"If you wish to see the bravery and fearlessness of the orcs, then start this afternoon. After the Lion Emperor finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left with a group of orcs.

Looking at the orcs who left the table angrily, a faint smile rose on the corner of Bleg's mouth, completing His Majesty the Emperor's instructions to the orcs for a lesson, there is really not too much pressure, these orcs take face too seriously, and they will take the bait with a few casual words.

It's a pity that in the original plan, he planned to duel five times, in addition to each of the four ace troops from Haksar Castle, he also planned to let Manfred, the strongest dragon knight in the Roland Empire, teach that little dwarf a lesson, and the best thing is to kill him in a duel.

What I didn't expect was that when the so-called famous Red Baron was in the imperial capital, his arrogant head was raised to the sky, and he looked invincible in air combat, but now when it came to the critical moment, he shook his head like a rattle, and refused to agree to fight anything.

However, the elite Royal Praetorian Guard, which is the ace of the empire, and the 1,000 people selected can definitely teach that group of orcs a profound lesson......

The open space between the eighth and ninth walls of the Blackstone Fort Fortress Complex was originally filled with pits and holes by the human defenders who were bent on defense, but the dueling arena in the afternoon was placed in this place.

In order to successfully teach the orcs a profound lesson, Brig sent a large number of men to level the field, and even all the mages in the Northern Legion were sent out.

At noon, a leveled field was repaired, with towering stone walls on both sides, and with the walls at both ends, the site resembled the bloody gladiatorial arena outside the city of Haxa Fort.

On the ninth wall, Brigg and Governor Douglas stood side by side at the head of the city, behind them hundreds of the best staff officers in the army were arguing fiercely, perfecting various tactics for the upcoming duel.

In the end, this temporary staff group, which integrated the best staff talents in the hundreds of thousands of Roland Imperial troops, was perfected half an hour before the duel, and after the two Governors Brigg and Governor Douglas signed and confirmed, various tactics were quickly arranged.

Through the wide open gates, a thousand Slavic berserkers lined up in a neat line and entered the makeshift arena, and the thousand people selected from the thousands, the lowest rank had the strength of the eighth level.

They were all shirtless with half of their arms, their muscles shining black and red in the midday sun, and their faces were covered with intricate tattoos.

This is the tradition of the Slavs, the more powerful the warrior, the more qualified they are to tattoo more tattoos on their faces, and the faces of several middle-aged Slavs are covered with tattoos that can hardly find much space on their faces.

There is no protection on the whole body except for a leather robe that is never changed all year round, this is not that the Roland Empire is reluctant to this bit of armor, these mercenaries who are highly valued by Roland IX, as long as they ask for it, the arsenal of the empire is completely free for them to choose, but these stubborn Slavs have been used to this for countless years.

A sharp, double-edged axe was the main weapon of these Slavic berserkers, along with a few short-handled axes that were stuck in their waists for throwing, and they had all their weapons.

Like a silent beast, the thousand Slavic berserkers entered the arena and waited quietly for their opponents to fight.

"With such a powerful force in the first battle, Lord Brig, you plan to make it impossible for the orcs to win a single battle, you are really a good soldier. "Governor Douglas patted Bragg nakedly, the sycophant of Roland IX's cronies.

Bragg arched his hand in the direction of the imperial capital Haksa Fort and said: "This is the meaning of the wise Roland IX His Majesty, he is here to let these orcs know that this compromise with them is not to fear them, but for the sake of the life of the continent, even if they have a temporary advantage, but as long as the powerful Roland Empire is serious, they are just some vulnerable pitiful worms." ”

Governor Douglas, who had suffered countless losses at the hands of the orcs, echoed with a smile, but thought in his heart: "If these trump cards of His Majesty Roland IX fail, I don't know how the Minister of Military Intelligence will explain it when the time comes." ”