Chapter XVI: Performance
Aoman felt that the old man of the black oil tycoon had the mentality of an old naughty boy, and he couldn't bear to hit him on paper, so he said euphemistically: "What the old man said is good, but in terms of actual action, there must be some details to be perfected." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The tactics of the black oil tycoon are essentially no problem, but in fact, when they are used, the problem is big!
The four uninhabited areas of the Dead Wood Forest, the White Bone Desert, the Poisonous Mist Swamp, and the Misty Forest are indeed good places to set traps and ambush troops, but the premise is that humans like Aoman can enter it!
Not to mention the many scalp-numbing magical beasts inside, just all kinds of swamps that devour people, blood-sucking mosquitoes the size of human heads, all kinds of miasma, poisonous mist, and thorn mountains with barbs are enough to make people prohibitive.
The orcs have rough skin and thick meat, and every time they pass through the four major no-man's lands, they have to suffer countless hardships and embarrassment, and their combat power plummets by more than half before they can reach the bottom of the Wind and Snow City.
If human beings enter the four major no-man's lands, they will not be able to fight a single wave, and they will be swallowed up by various crises and disappear without a trace.
Aoman's euphemistic explanation made the black oil tycoon's face turn blue and white, his face was red, and he was ashamed, and he couldn't help but be unconvinced: "Your Majesty the Pope, you have a better way than me!"
"Got a little idea. Aoman nodded, and without waiting for the black oil tycoon to ask, he changed the conversation and said, "Thank you very much for the information provided by the old man, I don't know what kind of reward you want?"
The oil tycoon secretly shouted, even when he heard that the orc cavalry regiment would be coming to the city in three days, Aoman was always calm, and this calm posture brought a lot of pressure to the old man.
He said sincerely: "Since I am willing to be the first to tell the information, it is with the idea that His Majesty the Pope will not agree to my conditions, and I will not hesitate. β
This time it was Aoman's turn to frown, and the old fox was too cunning! When he said this, he looked very majestic and bright, and he did not care about personal gains and losses, and if Aoman refused to agree to the old man's terms, it would definitely affect his popularity among the people and believers.
The oil tycoon continued with a smile: "My subordinates have surveyed in the Orc Empire and found an uninhabited mining area, which contains rich reserves of black oil! β
Aoman did not speak, but listened to the old man's narration.
The old man said: "The black oil in the mining area over there can't be transported to the Human Empire at all, thanks to my old friend, the great magician Hogan Stoker, in order to prepare two magic carpets, as long as there are enough magic crystals, you can lay a teleportation magic array between the mining area and Wind and Snow City." β
"This can't be!" An angry voice rang out outside the government affairs hall before a man pushed the door open.
Aeoman beckoned and sat down, "Uncle Fillet." β
The person who came was none other than Philit, who first saluted Aeoman and then looked at the black oil tycoon, and said coldly: "Your Excellency's conditions, we will never agree! β
Aoman eavesdropped outside for a long time, and he broke out in a cold sweat, for fear that Aoman would agree to the conditions of the black oil tycoon and lay a magic array between Wind and Snow City and the black oil mining area of the Orc Empire.
If the laying is really successful, if the news leaks one day, wouldn't there be a large group of orcs riding the teleportation array and killing directly to Wind and Snow City?
The Human Empire's requirements for dealing with the laying of the magic teleportation array are extremely strict, and the review is very complicated, just because I am worried that there will be orcs riding the teleportation array, appearing on the side of the Human Empire, and assassinating a certain nobleman, or even His Majesty the Emperor!
Aoman said: "I agreed to the old man's conditions, but this matter has to be considered in the long run." β
Knowing that twenty-five orc cavalry regiments would arrive in Blizzard City in three days, Aoman's sense of crisis increased greatly, and he had to make some plans as soon as possible. Instead of worrying about small things with people.
Aoman remembered that in the list of items in the Light System, there was a sealing scroll, and as long as it was exchanged, it was enough to enter a barrel of black oil seals into it, making it easy to carry. As for how many barrels could be sealed, Aoman didn't pay attention.
The Black Oil Tycoon said happily: "Of course, I will do my best to help His Majesty the Pope resist the invasion of the orcs. β
The old man's full trust, using people without suspicion, and not suspicious people, gave Aoman a great favor, and he nodded to the old man, indicating that he would definitely fulfill his conditions.
Filit breathed a sigh of relief, believing that Aeoman was perfunctory to the black oil tycoon, so he reassured himself and got up to leave.
Aoman said, "Old man, I will fulfill your conditions. β
The black oil tycoon nodded: "I will now tell His Majesty the Pope the detailed march route of the orc cavalry regiment!"
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After some discussion with the black oil tycoon, the old man also got up and retired, and was arranged by Aoman to rest in the guest room in the castle.
Before leaving, the old man said: "Although I know that His Majesty the Pope is super strong, but my two subordinates still have some ability, so stay and protect the safety of the lord, and let the orcs send experts to assassinate them." β
Aoman's heart was so happy, everyone said that his strength was unfathomable, but he knew that he was two pounds, and it was better to have a master guard! I wanted to agree, and was about to pretend to refuse, and then I agreed with the boat, but the female warrior said: "Grandpa, we still have to protect you......"
Aoman saw that his heart moved, these two subordinates of the black oil tycoon seemed to have a good relationship with him, could it be the relationship between his ancestors and grandchildren?
The Black Oil Tycoon said, "Then Ollie can go with me, and Dafen will stay to protect the lord." β
Naturally, Γomana would not refuse, and muttered in his heart: The old guy left his granddaughter with me, did he have to play a beauty trick?
The black oil tycoon left with Ollie, and the warrior Dafen and Egman got in the same room, even though she had a good impression of Oeman, she was still slightly embarrassed, and lowered her head, revealing a slender white neck like a swan, and the atmosphere was very delicate.
Aeoman told Diana to sit down, but he ignored it, and with a movement of his mind, he clicked on the light system and checked the number of faith power points he now had, a total of 3 points.
"Three random exchange chances...... "Aoman sighed secretly, in fact, the miracle he made was not small, and the power of faith came like a tide. To this day, Aoman could still see the dense power of faith, pouring in from windows, doors, and various places, entering his body.
But these powers of faith, as soon as they swirled in Aoman's body, they completely disappeared, and they were all absorbed by the gods of light in the underworld.
Behind the spokesperson of the other gods, there is just a god, and the pressure is not very great.
Aoman wants to 'feed' a huge group of gods of light!
Every time he thought about it, his head was overwhelmed.
Picking up his spirits, Aoman decided to make a random exchange at once - three random exchange chances, and as long as the luck wasn't too bad, he should be able to exchange something good.