After comforting everyone a few words, Yang Ling glanced at Goode, and then strode towards the secret room behind the council hall. It hasn't come out for more than a month, and the table in the secret room is full of all kinds of information.

"Goode, what do you think of this so-called lord?" As soon as he entered the door, Yang Ling asked the strategist behind him.

"My lord, the situation is very unfavorable for us!" Goode's face was gloomy, and during the time of Yang Ling's retreat, he racked his brains in order to deal with the newly arrived lord Storf.

After a pause, Goode continued, "In addition to the three thousand black-armored guards, Storff also brought dozens of magicians. The other day, a great swordsman and I snuck into their camp, but before we could get close to Storf's tent, we were attacked ferociously. If I'm not mistaken, Stoffe also has a clever guardian samurai by his side. ”

Goode unbuttoned his shirt as he spoke, and a scar stretched from his collarbone to his ribs. If it had gone a little deeper, I'm afraid he would have already suffered an accident. The accompanying Great Sword Master was even more miserable, not only did he lose an arm, but his protective fighting spirit was completely dispersed, and his cultivation was greatly retreated, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to fully recover in this life. If it weren't for Cassie leading a few masters to respond, I'm afraid neither of them would have been able to escape.

Dozens of magicians, clever guardian warriors?

Yang Ling's face was solemn, he didn't expect Stouff's strength to be so strong, this guy is not simple, and the family behind him is even more unsimple. A family that can quickly dispatch three thousand black-armored guards and dozens of magicians, not to mention the Bantu Empire, is probably not rare in the entire Tyranid Continent.

"My lord, for the sake of today's plan, we must not go head-to-head with Stouff, it is best to let the other party and the forces of the Rus Empire fight to the death, and then"

"Hehe, that's right!" Yang Ling and Gude looked at each other and smiled, both understanding the truth of the fisherman's profit.

Although temporarily at a disadvantage, the Rus' will not rest in order to sabotage the strategy of the Bantu Empire, as evidenced by the occasional assassination of Stoff's men. If the Rus' hiding in the Truss Forest are given some necessary help, such as weapons, food, and intelligence, I believe that the airborne lord of Storf will soon be overwhelmed.

"More than 1,200 people from the Bantu Empire, more than 800 people from the Rus Empire, more than 1,000 people from the Livingsa Alliance, and a total of 2,000 people from other places"

After sitting down on the tiger skin chair, Yang Ling took out a piece of parchment about the investigation and analysis of mercenaries and adventurers, and after looking at it, his heart moved, "Goode, apart from letting Storff and the Ross eat dog, is there any other way to take the initiative?"

"There are a lot of methods, but they all take a lot of time to lay out!" Goode shook his head helplessly, the resources he could use were still too few. Whether it's going to a big city to hire a mercenary or a clever killer, it takes a certain amount of time.

"Actually, we have another way!" Yang Ling handed the information in his hand to Goode, and after a pause, he said meaningfully: "The number of mercenaries and adventurers gathered in Weisen Town is huge, and it would be a waste not to make good use of it!"

"My lord, you mean to involve the mercenaries and adventurers of the Livensa Alliance and other places?"

"Hehe, that's right, the more chaotic the situation, the better it will be for us!" Yang Ling smiled coldly and said: "If one day, neutral mercenaries and adventurers suddenly find that their partners have died violently, hiding aside and waiting for death, and fleeing halfway and being chased and killed, suspicious all day long, I believe it will be very interesting!"

"But how do you get the mercenaries to point the finger at Stouff?"

Goode understood Yang Ling's intentions at a glance, but he couldn't figure out what to do for a while. After all, the mercenaries are not fools, and it is impossible to take it lightly and clash with the powerful Storf.

Leaning back on the comfortable big chair, Yang Ling gently rubbed his temples, "It's very simple, as long as you leave some evidence against Stouff at the assassination scene, such as a black-armored warrior who died together, a black armor or a waist card or something like that, I believe the mercenaries will naturally guess who is the murderer!"

Yang Ling said lightly, but Goode still felt that something was wrong, "My lord, forgive your subordinates for being stupid, why do you make the mercenaries believe that Stuff will kill them quickly?"

"Hehe, a king, the most important thing is his own rule, whoever may threaten their rule and status, will definitely not hesitate to do it. A lord will definitely be no exception, especially a lord with an unstable foundation, he will definitely not tolerate a large group of armed people who do not obey orders in his territory!" Looking at Gu De, who was listening attentively, Yang Ling continued: "As long as we spread a large number of rumors at the right time, we don't have to worry about the mercenaries not believing it!"

Repeat it a thousand times and the lie becomes the truth!

Yang Ling believed that as long as it was carefully planned, it would definitely be able to confuse the water, making Stouff anxious and exhausted. When the time comes, give him a fatal blow, and this airborne lord will never be able to turn over.

Hit the nail on the head!

After pondering for a moment and understanding what Yang Ling meant, Goode couldn't help but be convinced again. The huge strength and the clever plan of one link after another made him glad that he was not Yang Ling's enemy.

When he killed Imia, he still thought that Yang Ling was just a fluke victory, but now that he thinks about it, it was not as simple as luck. If it weren't for Yang Ling's deliberate humiliation again and again, Imia would never be impulsive and pretend to be crazy, and if Yang Ling hadn't hidden it deeply, Imia wouldn't have looked at anyone and was arrogant enough to think that the other party was vulnerable in front of the Hydra.

Ancient summoners and tree shepherds, any identity can scare people to death. Goode couldn't understand which wealthy family Yang Ling was born in the mainland, and he had such a clever skill and ability at a young age.

He treats his subordinates with carrots and sticks, and he treats slaves and townspeople with kindness and generosity, and he will stand up for Aunt Angeli, who is surrounded by family members, and will not frown when he gives away a century-old ginseng worth thousands of gold. treats the enemy cold-blooded like a wolf, unscrupulous means, killing people without blinking.

The more he learned about Yang Ling, the more surprised Gude became!

However, he knew that as long as he didn't disagree, Yang Ling would always respect him as a guest. As long as he understands his worth, he will definitely do his best to save his family. As a middle-aged man with a broken family, he is already satisfied to meet such a master.

After some deliberation, Goode began to make suggestions and discuss some specific details with Yang Ling. In the general direction, Yang Ling often has unique and far-sighted ideas, but in many details, the old and sophisticated Gude shows his years of experience. After all, being able to be the chief of armaments of the Bantu Empire in charge of army logistics is by no means a rhetorical waste.

With Good's assistance, Yang Ling felt much more relaxed. Otherwise, if he is asked to carefully consider how to contact the Rus, how to walk the rumors, how to contact the Killer Guild and other trivial things, I am afraid that he will become a pulsatilla after staying up for a night.

"My lord, that abominable pig leader of Stoffe is visiting!" Just as Yang Ling felt that he and Gude were about to discuss, the guard Agusu knocked lightly on the door.

Pigs?

Yang Ling and Goode looked at each other and smiled, it seemed that Storf was terrible in people's minds. From a lord who was high up and admired by all people, he was seen as a stupid and lazy sarro pig who slept when he was full and ate when he woke up.

[Recommend a strong book that I am chasing myself, "Heroes Invincible National War", ISBN 140731, this is a holy priest who started with undead magic, and the story of being mixed in the world of heroes and invincible!]

;