New Toulon, where the daytime is like a no-man's land, and apart from the occasional armed patrol, there is hardly a single resident in the streets, and therefore there is not the slightest breath of life.

The command of the Great Tent and the Great Camp was not transferred to the city after the war;

After the trolls completely took over the city, they devoted a small part of their forces to patrolling the city;

Almost all the remaining officers, and most of the sergeants, were concentrated in the newly established camp outside the city.

There are two reasons for this.

The trolls were not accustomed to the houses of the hornhoofs, and to them the houses in the city seemed somewhat isolated and cramped;

Needless to say, the average height of males is about 2.5 meters, and the very few tallest ones are about 2.7 meters.

In this way, trolls will not only feel uncomfortable when entering and exiting, but also have the illusion of chest tightness and shortness of breath when living in it.

And the place where the big chief and many high-ranking clan leaders lived, in fact, was not much better.

There are certainly no narrow concerns in those places, and there is great luxury in them;

All kinds of brightly colored blankets and leather products made the trolls dazzled and lingered for a while at first.

But that was only the beginning, and after the high-ranking officers such as Greatfang tried to live, they soon found that they still seemed to prefer the hard beds and hard ground of the tribe;

The fluffy, soft stomping sensation here makes their bodies flutter and not land.

This is one of them.....

The second is that the shamans, at least half of the power they have retained on the altar, still have a little deterrent effect on them;

In the face of this unknown risk, without further orders from the headquarters, Giant Fang and the seven witch doctors did not want to cause an accident.

If the hornhoofed shamans really have bad intentions, they may not have enough time to react while living in the city.

Therefore, in order to reduce the risk, they not only let most of the expeditionary force live in the newly established big tent outside the city, but even the captured prisoners were also placed around the big tent, barely a kind of 'hostage'.

It was under these circumstances that the follow-up contact from the headquarters finally arrived......

Looking at the conditions given by the Rune Council, the Giant Fang and the Witch Doctor glanced at each other and nodded thoughtfully.

This conclusion is actually better than imagined, at least in their opinion, the conditions given by the Ministry are very good.

Of course, it is not only the final decision that the headquarters has sent, but also some suggestions from all parties before the decision is made, so that the expeditionary force can use it flexibly in the 'negotiations'.

After some deliberation within the expeditionary force, the date for the surrender negotiations was quickly set, and it was unilaterally communicated to the remaining high-ranking members of the hornhoe species.

So the next day, the chief shaman and the hornhoof arrived at the tent of the expeditionary force at the appointed time, ready to put an end to this inexplicable war.

There were already trolls waiting for them in the big tent, in addition to the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, Juya, Cui Wenli, Zhuo Erling, Daba and other senior officers were also present at the same time;

The seven witch doctors did not show up, they just closed their eyes in the camp next door and listened.

For now, it is still necessary for the witch doctors to maintain a certain degree of mystery in front of the horned hoof, lest their own 'magic background' be completely seen through, and then their true bottom line will be revealed.

In the big tent, the two sides sit opposite each other at the long table;

On this side, it was the Giant Fang in the center, and the rest of the officers sat on his side, representing that the dominant discourse on the troll's side was in the hands of the commander of the expeditionary force;

On the other hand, although the clan representatives seem to be a little unconvinced, in the case of the death of the chieftain now, the chief shaman in the middle is still seated by the chief shaman, and it seems that in the recent period, they have determined the temporary ownership of the tribe's right to speak.

There was no banquet, no greetings, and the giant tooth immediately said straight to the point,

"Chief Priest, the conditions of the Ministry have been served, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles in the future, before I relay it to you, I would like to emphasize that there is not enough room for you to choose, and I hope that your Ministry will be prepared in your heart.... Don't push us to do things that you can't bear. ”

Hearing his words, the chief priest's arm trembled slightly, both because of the toughness of the Fang's words and because of some other uncanny things.

He knew where the trolls' so-called 'headquarters' were, and how far away it was;

I thought that the terms of the negotiation were either drawn up in advance before the expedition, or that the top leaders of the expeditionary force had negotiated with each other in the recent period;

But it didn't work out.....

'It was actually sent from the headquarters?' It's only been a few days, and they've already completed at least one round-trip messaging? “

Originally, the Hornhoof priests already had a rough guess about the level of magic on the troll's side;

Whether it is its development bias or the scale of its results, they have found a rough idea in the review of this period of time.

Based on this speculation, the chief priest and the rest of the shamans worked out roughly where the other party's "possible bottom line" was.

Therefore, they actually want to make this meeting some kind of real 'negotiation', rather than 'direct surrender', as they said before.

Of course, this is also due to a certain ignorance on the part of the trolls;

If it is in the north, where each other knows each other, and the war between the two tribes ends like this, there is no room for negotiation;

The hostile forces that knew the bottom line and ability of the Toulon Ministry would have thrown a conditional document that they could not refuse and that happened to be stuck in the bottom line, and then threatened and induced all the means, so that the Toulon Ministry had to agree if they didn't want to.

And here, it seems that a little more toss? That's what they thought;

But now, this unheard-of 'long-distance communication' ability has changed things in a certain way.....

Knowing whether what the other party said was true or not, the chief priest decided to put aside his extra thoughts for the time being, and planned to listen to the other side of the other side before talking about other .....

So, under the cover of two coughs, he gave himself a 'calm and don't be impatient' look, and the chief priest said with a half-truth,

"Speak, old man..."

"Well, I won't go around in circles with you, so let's talk about the rest of the opinions of the tribe leaders first, so that you can have a comparison when you hear the text.... And know what kind of outcome your ministry may face if you reject our sincere offer. ”

After seeing the chief priest nodding slightly to show his understanding, Jufang motioned to Cui Wenli again, asking her to speak first according to the previous discussion.

Cui Wenlite bowed, picked up the manuscript prepared by the witch doctors at hand, and said after reviewing it roughly.

"First of all, the ruling government..."

"Cui Wenli, you first tell them what the ruling government is."

"Understand, roughly speaking, the 'ruling government' is the department responsible for governing civil affairs in the Black Forest; The heads of office are the Secretaries of Departments, and there is a Council of Secretaries responsible for administrative matters. ”

"If you don't have any doubts, I'll continue?"

“.... There is no doubt about it. ”

"Okay, on the whole, their opinions are more radical, you listen first, but don't get excited."

"Good...."

"Well, the largest proportion is 'slaughter'"

At this point, Daba on the side suddenly looked up, and glanced around the table with a slightly meaningful look in his bloodthirsty eyes.

"Daba, how many times have I said that you must learn to refrain from doing this, don't always be like this."

Dabba didn't reply to the fangs, he just licked the fangs, and without saying anything more, he lowered his head again, continuing to study the giant axes on his knees, which had turned dark red.

In the sudden pale looks of the horned hoofs on the opposite side, Cui Wenli smiled softly, and then continued,

"Several important members of the ruling government believe that your previous actions are simply abhorrent, which is equivalent to poisoning the people of our Black Forest."

The horned hoof tried to open his mouth to argue, saying something like 'how could Vino be so unbearable,' but was stopped by the chief priest with his eyes;

He believes that it is useless to talk about this now, and it is better to hear the final so-called 'formal decision' as soon as possible;

What the female troll said was nothing more than intimidation at best, and there was no need to argue about it now.....

The time for negotiation has not yet come, and it is just a waste of time to talk too much....

But under the current circumstances, it is impossible to say this to the trolls on the other side, so I can only shut up my side for the time being;

As for the trolls, what if they were to have a good time, he believed that the final conclusion could not be so crude.....

Cui Wenli didn't see the reaction she wanted to see, and Cui Wenli felt a little bored, but she continued to talk..... Anyway, it didn't matter if he couldn't scare the chief priest, and the horn-hoofed species was not his word.

"Of course, slaughtering or something is too hurtful, this proposal was rejected by the Rune Council, you have to be grateful..."

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After this, Zhuo Erling and the rest of the officers who were more eloquent successively talked about the rest of the grass that had been denied;

After that, Giant Tooth began to inform the 'final decision' in the other party's fear and expectation.

"Ahem, then..... The following are the official conditions of the headquarters. ”

The chief priest bowed slightly, indicating that he was willing to listen.

"First, the Ministry of Toulon needs to issue an official apology to all the trolls in the Black Forest as a sign of your remorse for selling harmful drinks;"

"Second, the Ministry of Toulon needs to pay three times the difference for all the unjust benefits you have obtained in the Black Forest, including food, tools, weapons, etc., in exchange for the process."

"Of course, we just need the rice money, the interest plus what... We only accept the principal. ”

"Thirdly, the war reparations, this war started because of you, and the Black Forest trolls paid a heavy price for it, including the casualties of the sergeants and the payment of supplies..... All of this must be borne by the Ministry of Toulon and paid in installments in our currency. ”