"What Long Qingtian said is the sign of iron!" Poor Dao said with a proud smile.

"Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, may I ask if the orcs also know dignity and glory?" Then, Poor Dao raised his leg and stepped on the battlements of the city wall, prostrated forward, and said solemnly to the leader of the orc army, the Third Prince, Flame-Beamon.

"Of course, glory is my life!" said the Third Prince, Flame-Beamon, proudly.

"Very good, you orcs know what is as important as life, don't we, as the spirit of all things, human beings, know?" Poor Dao roared loudly: "The strength you show is very strong, but you can only frighten some incompetent rats! But in my eyes, dignity is more important than life, I! Long Qingtian! I can die on the battlefield, but I will definitely not rely on sacrificing women to survive! That is the greatest shame of a warrior!"

Poor Dao's words made the representatives of various countries blush for a while, and the two princes were even more angry and trembling, if another person was here to make a big fuss about their good deeds, they would have already started beating people, but this person is poor Dao, and the two guys dare to be angry but dare not speak.

They all know that I am surrounded by super masters, and I can't afford to mess with the two great sword masters of my father and Caro, not to mention the two great magisters of Carla and Toktan. They still don't know much about the horrors of Meier and Kerry, but they also know a little bit about Carter's battle, and they have already classified Merle and Kerry as very difficult to deal with. In such a situation, they have nothing to do but be in a hurry!

"Do you want to go to war?" said the Third Prince, Flame Beamon, coldly, "Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Hmph!" said disdainfully: "I'm only fourteen years old this year, but I've already fought an unknown number of battles, and the three top generals in the human race have fallen under my hands, and the total number of troops I have eliminated is more than 200W." I don't know how many records you have?"

"In the Forest of Warcraft, no one dares to challenge the dignity of the Beamon royal family, and I don't have to go on a campaign at all!" said the Third Prince Flame-Beamon proudly.

"That's zero record!" Poor Dao sneered even more disdainfully, "Do you know who the girl you want from us is?"

"Who is it? I'm about to meet!" said the Third Prince, Flame-Beamon, solemnly.

"It's her!" Poor Dao pointed to the seventh princess, and then shouted: "When she was eight years old, the orcs invaded on a large scale, and she was a princess, she could have withdrawn in advance, but for the sake of the hundreds of thousands of people in the Iron Furnace Castle, she resolutely led the guards to resist at a young age. It was she who lifted the heavy responsibility of the city's demise with her immature shoulders, held on to it for several months, and defeated and incorporated one of your orc tribes in the following years! It can be said that she saved Vanna at the most critical moment, and you want the human alliance to hand her over to you? First of all, ask the hundreds of thousands of troops above and below the city, have you agreed!" Poor Dao finally used his internal strength to shout loudly. You can hear it clearly for ten miles.

"No!" hundreds of thousands of troops roared out with such a loud voice and a loud voice that shocked the representatives of the allied forces of various countries who wanted to compromise on the city, and all their faces turned pale, and they trembled, and the timid sat down on the ground.

"Good! good!" said the Third Prince, Flame Beamon, approvingly, "It seems that there are still some true warriors among the human race, so let me ask you one last thing, are you really going to war?"

"Nonsense!" Poor Dao choked and pulled out his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the sky, and said angrily: "I am the Knight of Light appointed by the Pope, I represent the will of the God of Light, God bless the world, admired by the world, on this continent, no one has ever dared to hand over the Knight of Light appointed by the Pope to the infidels!"

As soon as Poor Dao reminded her, everyone remembered that the Seventh Princess was also a canonized Knight of Light, and the reason was that she had influenced the orcs to believe in light. It's just that this identity is just an honor, but after all, it was sealed by the Pope? This thing is sealed a lot by the Holy See every year, and the four of us just caught up with the gathering in the Holy Capital, and no matter the identity and deeds, it is indeed more prominent, so it was specially given by the Pope himself, so it seems more grand.

We usually have a lot of job titles, just I am a lord, a duke and several generals with the ranks, or the fifth prince of the family, there are many titles, who still calls me the Knight of Light?

After I reminded her, the Seventh Princess immediately thought of this, she was so frightened that she forgot her life amulet. Even if she doesn't beg me, in fact, it doesn't matter much, as long as the church doesn't take back this title, no one dares to move her for the time being. Quack, the poor road is just taking advantage of her for nothing!

"Third Prince Flame-Beamon, I have to regret to tell you that other conditions can be considered, only the last one is absolutely not good, because Her Royal Highness the Seventh Princess is a knight of light personally appointed by His Majesty the Pope, and no one is qualified to hand her over to you!" Grandmother finally spoke.

"Well, that's it!" "The Third Prince Flame-Beamon smiled heartily: "Actually, we orcs don't want to embarrass a little girl, it's too embarrassing, but this is what those guys asked us to do, but now that they know that they are hiding a troop behind our backs, it is obvious that they are not sincere, so I decided to cancel this boring condition, however, the other conditions are already our bottom line, I hope you can seriously consider it." His current tone gave Poor Dao a strange feeling, why did this person suddenly become so shrewd, could it be that he was pretending to be garlic before?

"We still have some differences, so we have to continue the discussion!" Grandmother said coldly, "Your Highness will have to wait for some time!"

"Please give me a definite time!" said the Third Prince Flame - Beamon in a threatening voice, "I won't wait forever!"

"In three days, I will give you a clear answer!" the grandmother affirmed.

"No, one day, I'll only give you one day!" the third prince, Flame-Beamon, rejected his grandmother directly.

"Well, today doesn't count, tomorrow day, you wait to hear the news the day after tomorrow!" said the grandmother slyly. When the poor Dao heard this, he laughed in his heart, today, tomorrow, and tomorrow, isn't it still three days? Grandmother is obviously delaying time!

"Well, well, I'll hear later. Hopefully, we can come to a satisfactory agreement when the time comes!" Flame Beamon, the third prince, couldn't hear his grandmother playing with words, so he agreed.

Then he gave an order and led his subordinates back to the camp. We also went down to town for meetings.

"Thank you for today's events!" said the Seventh Princess, walking side by side with me.

"Hehe, no, without me, they wouldn't dare to do anything to you as a knight of light!" said Poor Dao with a smile.

"There are quite a few knights of light in the Holy See every year, and as long as my country applies for it, the church can take it back. At that time, I was also helpless. If it weren't for your grandmother looking at your face and refusing on the spot today, I'm afraid I would really be more than lucky!" The seventh princess said lightly: "It's really ironic, my life was saved by the former enemy, and the nobles I fought for and guarded, but at the critical moment, they were thinking about how to exchange me for a little more benefits!" The seventh princess said and said, and she couldn't help but burst into tears. Dizzy, it turns out that the identity of this bright knight can be taken back?

"You're wrong!" Poor Dao said to her solemnly, "It's not me or the Holy See who saved you, it's them!" I pointed around, looking at me and the Seventh Princess's Vana soldiers with reverent eyes.

"Grandmother wouldn't have cared about my face without them speaking out for you, and it was seeing their support for you that got you out of danger, and no one wanted to ignite the wrath of an army of millions. Therefore, it should be them that you will fight and protect in the future, not those rotten nobles and idiot royal families!" Poor Dao didn't know why he was talking to her about this. I only know that as a cultivator, what I have to do is not only to work hard for the people of the Han Dynasty, but also to have a share of the people of Wana!

"I see!" said the Seventh Princess bitterly, "You're right, it's time for me to come to my senses! Thank you for the reminder, I think I know what to do in the future!" After that, she wiped her tears, strode down the city wall, and waved to her warriors!

"You opened the chains around the neck of a lion!" said Melle as she walked up to me and said softly, "Aren't you afraid that she will bite back one day?"

"There is no fun in life without challenges!" Poor Dao smiled: "Do you still care about this little wave with your strength?"

"That's right, let's just play!" Mei'er laughed, "I'm not worried at all! But don't cry if you lose?"

"In my eyes, the life and death of these kingdoms are just clouds of the past, and they are not worth caring about at all, I just need to be myself!" Poor Dao smiled mysteriously: "Don't ask me why, I won't say!" "Gaga, whether it's a big man, or Vana, who lives and dies what does the poor road? As long as my family is safe, anyway, the poor road will be a person who will become a god with Athena in the future, so he doesn't care about the conquest of the world!"

"Damn! it's been like this every time, mysteriously!" muttered Melier dissatisfiedly, she had tried a lot to find out what I was doing, but unfortunately she hadn't succeeded until now.

Needless to say, the first stop of the poor road is still to go to the meeting, dizzy, every day meeting, it's almost annoying to death poor road! It's still that place, it's still those high-level, but today's atmosphere is obviously different, the eldest and third princes began to lobby others in partnership, and unanimously asked to agree to the conditions of the orcs. The Seventh Princess argued on the basis of reason and insisted on opposing it! Everyone else was watching the excitement. Quack, but also the poor road.

"Why do we fight when we can settle it peacefully?, are the lives of some slaves more precious than our warriors?" said the Great Prince.

"Yes, and we have promised that these slaves can be shared among the countries, and we don't want your family to be alone!" said the third prince.

"What about the land? The land demanded by the orcs is the most fertile in Vana, although it is only nine provinces, it produces half of Vana's grain, and without these fertile lands, will our people starve to death?" said the seventh princess dissatisfied.

"Isn't there still Kasia, with your Valkyrie's skills, isn't it the same as playing to occupy a few provinces of Kasia? The land there is also very fertile!"

"But it's too immoral for them to come to our aid regardless of the danger, isn't it?" the Seventh Princess hesitated.

"Cut, this is a national war, isn't it a child's house, and morality, who is the morality to starve to death?" the eldest prince persuaded: "As long as the orcs are stabilized, you can draw your hands and deal with Kasia with all your might." Two million troops can definitely destroy their country, and what they earn back is more than what they lose, think about it!"

"How about we can provide some material support, as long as the time comes, catch more of Kasia's men and send them to the orcs as slaves, and make up for our shortcomings, killing two birds with one stone!" said the third prince seductively.

"This!" the Seventh Princess hesitated, she knew it would be best if she could, but the problem was that Kasia seemed to have a big backstage!

"Announce something!" said Poor Dao lazily, "Her Royal Highness Helen, the princess of the Kasia Prison Kingdom, has already agreed to marry herself. This will be officially announced later, so please continue!"

All three of them were immediately stupid. I'm the Prince of Cassia, who would dare to fight her idea? The Blue Dragon Iron Rider has just swept through Carter, defeated an army of more than a million, and is famous on the continent, and his power is unparalleled for a while, but now he is idle, does Vanna dare to stir up my fire at this time? Isn't that looking for death?

"Your Excellency, now is the time for the orc army to overwhelm the realm, I hope you don't make trouble!" the third prince said dissatisfiedly.

"Everyone knows that the orc army is overpowering, isn't this what we're here for?, but the difference is that I'm here to fight the orcs, and you're here to catch the wind for the orcs!" said Poor Dao sarcastically with disdain.

"You! brought seven people, and you were embarrassed to say that you were here to fight?" the eldest prince asked dissatisfiedly. Seeing that the third prince was choked by me, he jumped out again.

"Yes, it's an indisputable fact that the seven people I brought with me fought twice in a row and came back with a big victory, but what did you do except waste food?" asked Poor Dao disdainfully. The eldest prince was speechless, bowed his head and went depressed.

"General Long, we all know that you are a very strong person, absolutely disdain to negotiate with orcs, and it is indeed a shame for the human alliance to accept such conditions, but this is politics, you are not an impulsive person, I wonder why you are not compromising at all in this matter? Is there any hardship?" Ouyang Ruolan saw that the two princes were defeated, so she had to go out in person.

"I know that the troops you brought this time are all the absolute elite of a country, especially the mage troops, once lost, your vitality will be greatly damaged within at least ten years, right?" asked Poor Dao seriously.

"Yes!" all three of them said involuntarily.

"To pay such a heavy price for a country so far away from you, I know that no one will be willing to change it! So I understand your suffering!" said Poor Dao.

"Then why are you?" the third prince said puzzledly, "Do you have a grudge against the orcs?"

"No!" Poor Dao shook his head and said, "I don't know if you have noticed, this orc's third prince Flame-Beamon is actually a very shrewd guy, just pretending to be stupid!"

"I can see this!" Ouyang Ruolan said: "His conditions are clearly proposed, and he is not confused at all during the negotiation, even the commander can see that the delay is made, so he is not stupid at all!"

"Hmm!" the others nodded.

"That's it, they're not stupid at all, you see what they want, land, can produce a lot of food, so that their population can increase a lot, the fertility of orcs is not much worse than that of humans, it's just that the Forest of Warcraft is too dangerous, their mortality rate is very high, plus there is not much food, which limits the number of people, so there are so few troops. If they are told to develop here in peace for a while, they don't know how much their population will increase?"

"Then there are Terran slaves, they will definitely develop their industry, their troops are strong enough, if they are equipped with Terran production and weapons, then who can resist it? In less than a hundred years, their countless armies will sweep across the continent with advanced weapons, and you won't have time to cry at that time!" Poor Dao said: "You all think about it!"

After Poor Dao finished speaking, the conference room was quiet, and several young people were thinking slowly. Grandmother and Ronaldo smiled at me knowingly, they are both old fritters, and they still see this matter very clearly, so grandmother played the card of delaying tactics from the beginning, otherwise she would have declared war with the third prince Flame-Beamon. Misola didn't come at all today, and he didn't care about that.

"General Gao, Ruolan bows!" Ouyang Ruolan said first, but I saw a sly smile in her eyes. This girl is amazing, she can see it a long time ago, but she doesn't want to offend the two empires at the same time, so she just cooperates with those two idiots to pretend to be stupid.

"I think it's up to the commander-in-chief to make the decision on this matter!" The third prince said slyly: "The Holy See represents the will of God, and as a devout believer, we will fight wherever God points out!"

"We are also willing to obey God's arrangement!" Seeing that he made a statement, several of us also looked authentic. In fact, at this point, everyone knows what the result is, it's just that they have to find a step down.

"Very good!" Grandmother resolutely stood up and said in a loud voice: "I will lead the Holy See army this time and accept the will of the Pope, there is only one way, that is, to drive the orcs back completely, for the sake of the hundred-year peace plan of mankind, I have decided to fight the orcs to the end!"