Section 3: Interesting Facts about the Coalition Forces (Part I

It was a big and sudden event, and Thorn Rose was hurt.

Moreover, the biggest loss of Thorn Rose is not the material, but this once-in-a-lifetime good time. Towngson's wish to subdue the Quelsa Plains will be difficult to achieve in the short term - this delay is very fatal!

Without the Quelsa Plains, he would not be a veritable king of Quelsa, he would not have a vast land and a sufficient population, he would not have the qualifications to speak loudly, and the Thorn Rose would still be a pitiful little man who was shouted at and drunk!

How can Townsend solve this dilemma?

After breakfast, Townsend dressed in formal attire and as the leader of the Thorn Roses, formally received representatives of the Palace of the Mists and the Pan West Coast Club.

The two lobbyists seemed to have learned the lesson of last night, and at least they got their attitudes right, and waited respectfully outside before breakfast. And this time, the two didn't waste time, and the etiquette of meeting went straight to the point as soon as the etiquette of meeting passed.

The club steward shook open the map and spread it on the ground, and the old deacon took two steps forward, holding a wooden stick in his hand and began to explain.

"Your Excellency, the forces we represent are playing a big game of chess!"

Townsend looked unmoved, but almost flew up and kicked him in the face - what can you say?

"Commissioned by the Lord, we have come to contact you for your understanding and support. The wooden stick in the old deacon's hand was dotted on the map: "This hunt is led by the two major forces of the Pan West Coast Club and the Mist Palace, and the members involved are twenty-five forces, including the Dawn Council. ”

"The target of our hunt is the Silver Sè Coast, to be exact, the land of the Silver Sè Coast family's oath. ”

"Can the Land of Oath be attacked?" asked Townsend, sitting on the throne, not salty.

"The Land of Oaths is indeed a special territory, but normal attacks are allowed, and Adeptists below level 5 can also appear on the battlefield. The range of those who are forbidden to participate in attacks is only level 5 or higher. The old deacon explained: "So we have formed a large army this time, an ordinary army. ”

"Ridiculous!" Howton, beside Townsend, stood up with an extremely vicious expression, and shouted: "Talking about this in front of King Quelsa, you are looking for death!

"King Quelsa is just a title, at present, His Excellency Townsend does not have the authority to match it, why are we under pressure?" said the club steward with a smile: "We think that Prince Pfister has given you this title before, which is not good in itself, and he must want Your Excellency to stand in the way of the coalition forces and share the pressure for Yintao City...... We are here to remind you. ”

"In that case, I'd like to hear your reminder first. Townsend played with the octagonal gold coin in his palm, with no expression on his face.

"To put it simply, the staggering coalition we have assembled will be divided into three routes and march together to reach Yintao City!" the old deacon explained, "The Central Route Army will be commanded by the Club, the Left Route Army will be formed by the Dawn Council, and Your Excellency's area is within the range of the Right Route Army. ”

"In other words, you want Thorn Rose to join the Right Army?" Townsend nodded, understanding the other party's arrangement: "What are the forces of the Right Army?"

"The right flank is the most complex and powerful of the three coalition armies. The old deacon continued: "In addition to the Thorn Rose, there are also private armies from the interior, small tribes from the Quelsa Plain, and so on, and there are many soldiers. ”

"It's not difficult to participate in your hunt, but I don't see any benefit at the moment. Townsend said: "To put it seriously, it's not just useless, but after helping you defeat the Silver Sè Coast, look back, this title of King of Quelsa is worthless." ”

"Is that all your concern?" the club steward took over: "If our three major forces jointly declare and recognize Your Majesty's status as King of Quelsa, then won't this crown be worth a hundred times?"

"Like you said, this is a title, and if you don't have authority, you don't have any farts + passion. A cold smile appeared on Townsend's face: "An empty title, what am I going to do?"

"In that case, what is Lord Townsend's wishes?" asked the old deacon softly.

"Give me the plains of Quelsa. Townsend said coldly, "I'll take part in the hunt!"

In any negotiation, as long as both sides agree on terms, there will be no trouble in the future, because the rest is all about bargaining.

The so-called sky-high asking price and paying back the money on the ground is the basic means in negotiations. But this rule changed again in front of Townsend, because he refused to let go after he made the conditions.

The Quelsa Plains seem to have become the bottom line for Townsend to participate in this war, and it cannot be changed. But the Quelsa Plain is very large, and there are hundreds of large and small indigenous tribes scattered in it, and it is a big féirou that is unscrupulous, how can the three major forces be willing to give it? You know, this plain is one of the trophies after the Silver Coast is conquered, and many people want it.

Even if they were willing to give, the process would be cumbersome. Because the Council of Dawn, which claims to control the Quelsa Plains, has not actually conquered many indigenous tribes, the Pan-West Coast Club, which does business, does not usually aim to occupy land, but at most has a few transfer stations, and the Palace of the Mist is too far away and exists in a semi-public way, so it is even more impossible to come here to gain territory......

As a result, most of the Quelsa plain is not labeled as belonging. Now Townsend wants, could it be that the Haze Palace and the Pan West Coast Club will bring down the Quelsa Plains first?

"I'll do it myself. Townsend made no secret of his intentions: "You are here, and I have to worry about whether I can send you away." ”

"However, Lord Townsend, the annexation of the Quelsa Plain has taken too much time, and if Your Excellency devotes all of your strength to this matter, it must affect the matter of participating in the hunt. The old deacon said, "Otherwise, your Excellency may change the conditions?"

"Are you kidding me?" Townsend raised his eyebrows: "The conditions have been opened, and you asked me to change again?"

This is very polite and quite arrogant, but it fully demonstrates Townsend's Bingxing.

"Uh, I'm an old man, what's the face?" the old deacon chuckled twice: "But the Mist Palace still has some face, under our operation, the West Coast Branch of the Anomalous Master Guild, they will not intervene in this war." ”

"Originally, this matter had nothing to do with me, but I couldn't see anyone arrogant in front of me. Townsend's gaze was a little gloomy.

"You swear by the word 'no' as if you're a big guy. Are you trying to throw dirt on the signboard of the Anomalous Masters Guild - what wouldn't? The Anomalous Guild can be bought by you? The club will always promise you? The Haze Palace will make decisions for the Anomalous Guild? Are you tired of living! Or is your young master tired of being alive!"

The old deacon did use the word "no" incorrectly, not to mention that Townsend sprayed him, even a supernatural apprentice could spray him. With this description of the state of affairs, what do you think of the Psychic Master Guild?

"I'm sorry, this was a slip of the tongue, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. The wrinkles on the old deacon's face trembled slightly: "Actually, what I want to say is 'probably not', the West Coast branch probably can't intervene in this war." ”

Townsend glanced at the old deacon with contempt: "Don't say that I bullied you, as long as I open my mouth, your promise will be broken." ”

"Of course, His Excellency Townsend himself is a member of the Anomalous Division's branch, so he can naturally break this promise. The old deacon did not panic: "But if Your Excellency really uses this method, it will definitely lead to very serious consequences." ”

"More trouble than if I can't get the plains of Quelsa?" Townsend shook his head: "I'm not afraid of trouble, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm unhappy." ”

"Your Excellency Townsend, after all, I am a businessman, and I don't understand anything too esoteric. Seeing that the old deacon could not make progress, the club steward hurriedly came out to speak: "But I know that any big deal is negotiated. Let's talk about it, as long as there is sincerity, anything can be discussed. ”

"I have no sincerity, I only have resentment, because you have caused me a big problem! I am very unhappy!" Townsend said bluntly: "You have no authority to negotiate conditions, so I will not waste time with you—listen clearly, you have one more chance to send the news back and let your master have an idea." ”

"Your Excellency Townsend!" said the old deacon of the Mist Palace in a very serious tone, "Your Excellency's asking price is too outrageous!"

"Is it outrageous?" Townsend pretended to think about it, and then smiled embarrassedly: "yes, I forgot if you didn't remind me, it's a bit outrageous." ”

When everyone else thought that Townsend would review his negotiation strategy, he leaned forward, and his smile became cruel and complacent: "But who made me occupy the northernmost territory of the West Coast, and who gave me the ability to destroy your final results?"

In front of Townsend, which bared its fangs, the two lobbyists were speechless, they could never have dreamed that Townsend Quelsa had such confidence and such unreasonable Bingxing. Why are you asking for so much? You're just a low-level Anomaly, and you're just a small force in your hands!

"If you don't please me, you can do it. I'll show you what it means to pound luàn!" Townsend bared a row of white teeth: "I dare to bet! Can you afford to gamble?

The guests took a step back at the same time, their faces turned pale, they thought they had revealed very little information, and it was impossible for people to deduce anything, Townsend Quelsa, how did he know about a secret that he didn't even know about?

They had a lot of doubts in their hearts, but they didn't dare to ask, for fear that they would open their mouths and let Townsend dig up other news. Townsend didn't want to talk nonsense either, and as soon as he waved his hand, a guard came up and "sent" the two out of Mén.

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