After the messengers listened to Whistling's words, their reply to Whistling was a silence, they knew the benefits of uniting, but they also didn't want to lose their right to speak, they were all bandits, they all had their own fortresses, he was only famous, why let him be the leader?

For this situation, Whistling has been prepared for a long time, and it is very normal to use some intrigue and trickery after so many years of contact with the human world, only to see Whistling glaring at a few of the messengers.

One of the messengers immediately stood up: "I agree with the meaning of the Whistling Chief, we should work together to take down Flame City, to be honest, our fortress has lost a lot of brothers at the hands of those hateful bastards of the Sentinels of Flame City, but it is not okay not to watch, who knows if they will have a raid like the last time, maybe we will finish the next game." ”

"I know this person, the leader of the Flame Bird Fortress, it seems that they have suffered a great loss at the hands of Flame City, but I didn't expect them to take refuge in Howling now!" one of the messengers let out a low cry. The Flame Bird Fortress was also one of the most famous forts in the Flame Province at the beginning, but now it was so mixed that it had to hug people's thighs to survive, which made the surrounding envoys sigh for a while.

"I support the Whistling Boss. ”

"I support ・・・・・・. ”

"I support it too. ”

"I support the Whistling Boss as our leader. ”

Suddenly, four or five envoys supported Howling, and the more they talked, the more they became more and more tasteful, and they even openly supported Howling as the leader of the alliance, what is this! Except for these few people who support Whistling, the rest of the people have changed color, and unknowingly let Whistling win over so many people, and they don't know yet, it seems that the intelligence in their fortress still needs to be strengthened.

These support is all small fortresses, and they are all the kind that are about to get by. But there are only thirteen messengers in total, and there are already five people who support Howling, and Howling himself has nearly half of the people who support Howling, which makes some people with ulterior motives feel very aggrieved.

Roughly they knew the meaning of whistling to call them in advance, and they had prepared a lot of tricks waiting to be made, but they didn't expect whistling to come to such a move, which is like two people standing together to prepare for a duel, one of them wants to see what tricks the other party will make, but I didn't expect the other party to directly release a super nirvana, the most tragic thing is that he was not prepared to be knocked down directly, not to mention how uncomfortable this feeling of aggrieved is.

Then they looked at the messenger of the White Armored Fortress and the messenger of the Savage Fortress, and then they were disappointed, the messenger of the White Armored Fortress just didn't react at all, like a piece of wood. As for the Savage Fortress, they are still immersed in the story and giggled, and judging by their completely indifferent attitude, they don't have to count on it.

And the only one with a little hope of Remington Fortress also fell silent at the moment, they didn't want to be silent, but one of the remaining fortresses was their sworn enemy, so they couldn't fight for it, so they simply didn't speak.

However, although he did not speak, it did not mean that he had to give up this opportunity, he was waiting.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic shouting outside the hall, which aroused people's ideas.

"I think it's coming. Luke Remington, the messenger of Fort Remington, was excited for a while, and then he looked at his appearance and said with a sarcastic smile: "Whistling, it seems that you are not very good at managing the fortress, this is your subordinate?"

Luke Remington is the younger brother of Carl Remington, the current leader of Fort Remington, and he is also one of the best figures in Fort Remington.

"Hmmm... After a few shrill eagle chirps, there was a flapping of wings outside the hall.

Whistling Tie stood up with a blushing face, reached out and wiped a hideous axe on his wrist, and a hideous axe appeared in his hand, and the axe slammed into the ground and shook a few cracks in the hard stone slab on the ground: "Hmph, I want to see who dares to make trouble for me, I haven't heard the sound of blood shooting for a long time." ”

"Space equipment?!" the messenger of the White Armor Fortress let out a low breath, and then followed the whistle towards the door, but his eyes never moved away from Whistling's wrist, it seemed that he was more interested in space equipment than in Whistling himself.

Whistling kicked the door of the hall, and then Whistling saw four eagle-like monsters outside the door, which were almost taller than the hall.

Next to the monster stood several people wearing leather armor and holding long swords and carrying giant bows, and one of them said mockingly: "What whistling fortress, what fighting race, it's a bunch of things that don't come to the stage. As he spoke, he kicked something out of front of him.

At this time, Whistling saw that it was his own subordinate who was kicked out.

"Whoop, they will use magic, and the brothers will only be motionless if they fall under their magic. A savage on guard, seeing Whistling coming out, leaned in front of Whistling and said.

The whirring and ugly expression only improved, the magic barbarian would not, but he had seen this magical power, so it was not a shame for his own men to be knocked down by this power.

"Who are you, what are you doing here? Remington's expression was very cautious, and the tone of his voice was much more polite.

"I've heard that the Whistling Boss wants the Alliance to attack Flame City, so let's join in the fun. One of them said very politely, just listening to his words or actions could easily give people the illusion that this man was a gentleman, and that he was in fact the one who had just kicked the barbarian away.

Howling was very jealous of this group of mysterious people, but when he heard that he was here to attack Flame City, a smile appeared on his face: "Welcome, welcome, please inside." With that, he turned unceremoniously and entered the hall, followed by several small fortresses that supported him.

The group of mysterious men didn't care, just exchanged a look with Luke Remington, and then followed the crowd into the hall.

"What are the origins of the few?" said after inviting a few people to sit down, Whistling stared at a few mysterious people.

"I'm not too far from here, only about three hundred miles. One of the mysterious men said.

"No way. One of the messengers said.

They are all people who beg for food in this land, and how do they not know where and what forces are, and when they hear this, they know that they are deceiving people.

"Could it be that they came from that place? Someone suddenly interjected, and the crowd fell silent, waiting for the mysterious man's reaction.