。 Hukochili's puzzled eyes frustrated on Mao Molavent, and then looked at Mao Modany, who nodded and said, "This is my son, and I have given full authority to let him participate in this negotiation on my behalf!" Mao Modany's fierce gaze swept meaningfully over the lords present, and said in a deep voice, "His decision is the decision of the entire west!" has already let go, then you have to give your son the greatest support, Mao Mo Lavent is the son that Mao Mo Dain values the most, and he is the heir of the future Western Alliance, what Mao Mo Dain says now, in fact, is already saying that the west is about to change its master,

Mao Mo Dain's words caused a commotion in the hall, and all the lords once again focused their eyes on Mao Mo Lavente, and some young young Zhuang lords shouted excitedly, "Hurray!

Mamodain's compromise propelled Maumoravent's prestige to the top

"My name is Mao Moravant! I will negotiate with you on behalf of the Western Alliance!" Seeing that his father personally agreed, Mao Molavent quickly straightened his chest,

Make yourself look more majestic, in order to counteract the terrifying momentum on Hukochili's body, and say categorically, "Although I don't know what you're here for, I want to tell you that the West is a community, and no matter whose behavior it is, the West will unconditionally support him?"

This was the first time that Mao Moravant had said this from the position of the leader of the West, and although he had practiced it many times in private, he could still feel a tremor of excitement from it,

He had just learned from Hutakni that the Hutak army's army had captured Jones Territory, and the door to a bright future in the west had been opened, which was a great victory!

Mao Moravent believed that when he waited for the announcement of this great news, all the lords would look at him with astonishment and reverence, and the glory of the West was just around the corner, "God! I may become the king of the first Western Alliance!" A sudden thought appeared in his mind,

"As for the so-called regent of the kingdom," Mao Moravant looked at Hu Keqili, his face was full of disdain, and he tried his best to look like a brilliant western overlord, waved his hand, and said, "He can't control our western part of the country! Even if he himself comes, I will not hesitate to tell him that the western region cannot be conquered by a few words of intimidation!"

"Well said!

"Yes, we don't have a bullshit regent in the west yet!"

"Let that idiot regent go back to the South!haha!"

Mao Moravant's incendiary language aroused the support of many lords in the hall, which made him feel a little proud and proud,

"Hehe! Since the Western Alliance is so insincere, I don't think there is any need to talk about it!" Hu Keqili sneered at the corner of his mouth and turned around and walked to the door of the hall, Hu Keqili is a senior general in Samar after all, and the military regards glory as life, since it is not the Western Hero Mao Modayin himself, this nobleman who pretends in front of him is not qualified to talk to himself,

"Oh! yes!" Hukochili suddenly turned around at the door of the hall, looked at the jubilant lords in the hall with a mocking face, and said in a loud voice, "According to diplomatic practice, I need to explain that because of the breakdown of negotiations, my Samar army of 50,000 will continue to advance west from Hutalenku Fort, and in ten days we will fight Saran City."

A smile appeared on the corner of Hukochili's mouth, and he saluted everyone, "Finally, I wish you all a happy night!

This mission is already a bit difficult to be strong, Hu Keqili is a typical soldier, straight in character, rather than grinding with the other party, he prefers to cut off the other party's head with a knife, and the fat man also has no suitable candidate in his hands for the time being, so he sent Hu Keqili over, which made the negotiation that the fat man was looking forward to in his mind, just a few words fell into a dead end

"What do you mean!? Mao Moravent is fluted, and all the lords are also fluted,

Hukochili's words were calm, but the meaning in them made the lords cold from their hearts to the soles of their feet, and even though there were hundreds of braziers burning in the hall, they still made their bodies shiver,

War! Damn war! Could it be that war broke out? Looking at the disappearing figure of Hukochili, all the lords came back to their senses, and the smiling face of Yuewang was still triumphant at this moment

"Damn! Lord Mamodayin, does the Mamo family already have the right to choose war without telling you?"

Their territory is close to Hutak's territory, and it is the only way to the city of Saran, and if the Jonst envoy is right, the fifty thousand Samorish troops who set out from Hutalenku may have now taken possession of their territory.

They were only some middle lords, and the total strength of the army was not even 3,000 people, compared to the 50,000 Samore army, it was simply a death sentence, and the unauthorized decision of the Momo family made them completely dead. The territory is gone, what kind of meeting!

"Lord Mamodain, we are also taking our leave!" More than a dozen dignified lords stood up, and one of the oldest lords turned his head and saluted Maumodain, "War has broken out, and our Hitter family must rush back to the territory immediately to strengthen the city defenses!"

"How can this be!" Mao Moravant watched one lord after another leave the venue, but after a while, except for the thirty or so lords in the western snowy mountain area, most of them had already left, and the empty hall made people feel an unbearable cold.

As dazed and helpless as Mau Moravent was Hutakniso, Hukochili's words were like a hammer that made Hutakniso dizzy, and he still hasn't come back to his senses, has the Samarish army set out from Hutalenku?

No! It can't be! Hutakniso's face turned red and purple, like another steamed shrimp

"This is the coldest meeting of the Mamo family in decades!" Mamoda stood up from his seat with a look of frustration,

The eyes that looked at his son almost burst into flames, and the hand that clenched the scepter protruded, slammed the letter in his hand on the table, and said sharply, "I found out that I was wrong! A guy who can only talk big will only lead the west to the hell of ruining miè! I think I need to reconsider the future of the west!"