Sitting across from Randall was the Vaal King Tyton.

Speaking of which, the name Randle actually has a place on the list of mainland celebrities. Like Kaplin, Randall was also rated as a three-star general in the mainland, and in Uta China, Randall was the first person in the army worthy of the name.

Randall has just turned fifty years old this year, with brown hair and black eyes, and is tall, and when he sits there at will, he has an infinite momentum, which makes people dare not look directly.

"King Tyton, as long as you break through Tias, all the supplies in Tias City will be grabbed by you, and I only need the land at Tias's feet, what do you think?" Randall's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at King Tyton who was sitting opposite him.

Tyton snorted coldly, and said in a rough voice: "Land is everything, and when the time comes, your country will get a permanent territory, and what about us? It's just a matter of getting some mundane things, this deal is not worth it!"

Randall smiled, but his tone was a little cold: "King Tyton, what you said is not right, we will borrow the way for you, let you and your 50,000 troops pass through our country, this itself is already a great risk, it is said that doing business is a sincerity, we have paid enough sincerity, but you don't seem to buy it! Besides, getting a large amount of supplies in Tias City is enough for you and your people, isn't it!?"

Hearing Randall's words, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Tateton's dark green eyes, and then he mocked: "It is said that mainlanders have always been treacherous and cunning, and now I see the general, and it is indeed so! I heard that the general had a close relationship with Tias's chief a few days ago, but now he has Tias's idea again, it seems that I will be more careful in the future when doing business with the general!"

"Hahaha!" Hearing this, Randall laughed out loud and said after a long time: "Tyton, there are no eternal friends in this world, only eternal interests!

Hearing Randall's words, Tateton's eyes flashed, and he repeated Randall's words in a low voice, and he was in a trance, obviously secretly chewing on the meaning contained in this sentence.

Randall didn't care, just sat quietly and carefully looked at the furnishings in the big tent.

After a while, Tyton finally came to his senses: "General Randall's words are really wise, and I have been taught today!"

Randall's eyebrows twitched, and after laughing twice, he said, "King Tyton, do you think you will do this business or not?"

Tyton pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "That's it, just the general." ”

"Okay!" Tyton's words fell, and Randall immediately stood up from his chair: "Then it's decided, after five days, we will send troops together, and we must take Tias in one fell swoop before the Yarrow Empire reacts!"

Tyton also stood up and high-fived Randle, who left Tyton's tent.

Randall had just walked on his front foot, but Tyton was furious, picked up a large vase on the table in the tent and slammed it to the ground.

"Smack-" The vase slammed into the ground with a crisp sound.

After a while, a Vaal woman walked into the tent from outside, and as soon as she entered the tent, the woman immediately walked up to Tyton and said with an anxious look: "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

"Hmph! I'm so angry!" Tyton roared angrily: "These mainlanders have come to send me like beggars! Don't you know that the ancestors of the Uvar tribe have lived in the center of the continent for generations, and they are one of the earliest human races on the mainland! In terms of civilization, we are not lagging behind those mainlanders in the slightest!"

Speaking of this, the anger on Teton's face became stronger: "Most people on the mainland think that our people are greedy for mundane things and vulgar! But who knows the truth?! What we Vaal people want is not those Adusa! What we really want is to return to that homeland! That land is our final destination!" At this time, Teton's inky black face actually left two lines of tears.

Suddenly, looking up and seeing a square flag hanging on the wall, Tyton's eyes froze. In the next second, one of them jumped up, grabbed the small square flag in his hand, and then walked to the fire lamp in the account in a few steps, and made a gesture to burn the square flag.

Seeing this scene, the woman was shocked, ran behind Tyton in a few steps, hugged Tyton's body, and shouted: "Husband, no! The patriarch regards this banner as more important than his life, if you burn it, how can you explain it to the patriarch?"

"You let go!" Hearing the woman's words, Tyton not only showed no sign of stopping, but said more violently, "It's just a rag, why bother to take it so seriously?

Just as Teton and his wife were tearing through the account, suddenly, there was a small step outside the door. Then, a figure quickly walked into the tent.

The owner of this figure is a gray-haired old man of the Vaal clan, who, like Tyton, has dozens of pigtails in his hair, but compared to Tyton, this old man is much smaller.

The old man wore a crown on his head that looked like some kind of fierce beast, and he carried a long staff in his hand, and some monster skeletons hung on the top of the long staff, these skeletons swayed and made a crisp crashing sound, this old man was the Val patriarch Meng Mo in the woman's mouth.

Although Tetun is the Vaal king and has absolute power over the internal and external affairs of the Vaal clan, in some ways, Teton is also subservient to the patriarch.

To put it simply, the relationship between the Vaal king and the Vaal patriarch is equivalent to the supreme governor of a country and the supreme chief of a large family.

"Tyton, don't stop it yet!" said Monmo as soon as he appeared, and shouted at Tyton.

At this time, Tyton finally stopped what he was doing, turned around, and looked at Meng Mo, but Tyton's eyes were full of desolation: "Old thing, have you forgotten what they have done to us? If it weren't for those hateful mainlanders, how could our people have been driven to this desolate Itan wasteland? How can we Vaal people suffer for thousands of years? Who is all this for?"

Speaking of this, Tyton suddenly shouted, "They have broken their oath! What is the use of you keeping this broken flag! Do you still expect to save us with this broken flag?"

Hearing Tyton's words, a hint of gloom flashed in Meng Mo's eyes, but then, he walked quickly in front of Tyton and snatched the square flag from Tyton's hand.