127. Let's have a good time robbing!
As soon as Wang Dong's words came out, there was an instant silence on the city wall, as if a person who was talking incessantly was suddenly choked by the throat, and the cheers stopped abruptly, and everyone fell silent and looked at April.
For a long time, April didn't speak, Wang Dong knew that he was like Charlene said, he must not be willing to agree to this condition, the materials of 7,000 people are not a small amount, people like April will definitely regard most of Marat's taxes as their own private property, if he wants to pay for it, I am afraid it is equivalent to asking him to get out of his "private treasury", this kind of person is definitely not willing to pay.
The silence of the city was in stark contrast to the increasingly boiling cheers of the city, like a layer of icy ice enveloping an impending volcano, and the scorching magma could melt that thin layer of ice at any moment.
The citizens of Marat had just felt freed from the orc infestation and no longer had to worry about their safety, and if April didn't say yes, God knows what the angry citizens would do.
Wang Dong decided to push it again to make the ice melt faster.
"Lord April, if you are unwilling to provide us with the necessities of our lives, we will fetch them for ourselves now. ”
Wang Dong pulled the reins suddenly, and the war horse stood up in the neighing, under the effect of the knight's talent "warrior's body", his right hand turned into a sharp long sword and pointed straight at the sky, and his left hand launched a bright magic missile, which shot high and exploded in the sky.
"Golden Beamon Legion!"
"Drink!"
The sound of thousands of orcs clapping their breastplates was like a devil stomping on the ground, making the magnates on the city wall unsteady, and several of them collapsed to the ground.
"Good!"
April's face turned blue, and although he tried to squeeze out a smile, his hand grasping the masonry at the top of the city had turned white from exertion.
"Please ask the city lord to provide the living materials of 7,000 people in advance, and the Golden Beamon Legion will retreat. ”
On Earth, Zhang Yi, a clone politician who once said that the gods would take refuge in the earthlings, once told Wang Dong that every word that came out of the mouths of all politicians could not be believed, and that the deal with these guys would only begin if they really saw what they promised.
Wang Dong naturally wouldn't withdraw people without even starting the transaction, and the black-pressed orc soldiers stood under the city, like fierce beasts that could be tyrannical at any time.
Wang Dong saw that there were people walking around April, and he didn't respond for a long time, and just when he was thinking about whether to strengthen some more stimulation to make April's decision faster, the city gate slowly opened.
A convoy of a pair of transporters of rice and wheat was walking out, and at the front of the convoy, a man in a tuxedo walked up to Wang Dong tremblingly and said, "Mr. Wang, are these grain orcs satisfied?"
Wang Dong followed the man's hand and saw that the convoy was constantly moving outward, and a large area of carriages and carts full of food was piled up in the open space between the Golden Beamon Legion and the city wall.
"Biological computer, estimate the amount of food. ”
In Wang Dong's sight, the scene was divided into small squares, a large number of numbers appeared on the small squares, and they were still growing, and finally, a long number appeared in front of him, which was four digits at the beginning, then five, six, and seven, and when he stopped at the last eight digits, Wang Dong became a "twenty-three days" number before he had time to take a closer look.
Wang Dong snorted coldly and said, "Is it customary for April to make false reports, there is only half a month's worth of food here, and what I need is a whole month, at least thirty days of food!"
The man's face was sweating like rain, and he hurriedly said: "No, no, the convoy behind must be going too slowly, come on, hurry up, they don't want to be paid, right?"
Soon another convoy appeared at the gates of the city, and this time, even the open space between the orcs and the city walls could not be piled up, and the sacks of grain were placed directly on the carts.
The man quickly nodded and smiled, "Lord James, are you satisfied?"
It seemed that he had already seen that Wang Dong was the actual controller of the orc legion.
Wang Dong glanced at the man and said, "Dean, you are very discerning." Tell the Lord that I will bring some orc representatives into the city to discuss the terms of the Legion's settlement in Matra. ”
The man named Dean was stupid, looked at Wang Dong blankly and said, "They really want to stay, really?"
"Do you think we are false when we say that we are citizens of Marat?"
The burly bear-man shook his body, and the steel leaves on the scale armor suddenly made a ping-pong sound, making Dean feel like a dead father.
Wang Dong waved his hand, let the orc warriors start to carry the food, his face softened, and said to Dean: "You can't be the master, go back and tell April, let him arrange the negotiation location, now I want to bring some orc officers into the city, you better not have other ideas, even if I am captured, the orc legion outside is also commanded, you have decided the negotiation location and come to my house to find me." ”
After speaking, Wang Dong asked Dean to go back first, this guy is a person trusted by April, and he can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.
As the orcs continued to carry food back to the Skyrim Forest, the number of legionnaires was decreasing, and the number of city guard soldiers on the city was gradually decreasing.
"Let's go, go back to the city. ”
Wang Dong waved his hand and took Peter from Charlene's hand, and a black puppy suddenly rushed out in front of his war horse, an arm-sized body full of black short hair, and his cute big eyes glanced at Wang Dong, and then barked at Peter a few times before wagging his tail and walking towards the city.
The snake man Colwin and the leopard man Dempsey, who were about to walk with Wang Dong, all took a step back, taking care not to touch this cute puppy.
The look in their eyes when they looked at this "dog" was not doting, but awe, because this little creature was the beast god Ralph in their hearts.
As a gift for Golden Beamon, Ralph can transform into a dog-like form, which can act as a protection for young Golden Beamon, and those who have the first time for him will not think that a cute puppy is the newborn Golden Beamon.
Wang Dong grabbed the horse's belly and walked towards the city with Bell and a few orcs.
The general direction of the negotiations has now been determined, and the Golden Beamon Legion needs to have its own place in the city. But the details require Corwin and Dempsey, who are really orcs, to fight with April's men, and this is also to reassure the orcs that Wang Dong will not betray their interests as a human.