From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 194 Negotiation Game and Ultimatum (Part 1)

While the two sides were secretly engaging in a psychological game, time passed minute by minute, and changes in the outside world began to appear.

First, there were noisy curses coming from not far away, and the sound of screams being whipped by whips;

The owners of these screams are all elites of various clans who were captured in previous wars. They are also the elders, juniors and other relatives of the clan representatives in the big tent.

The expressions of the clan representatives gradually became ugly. There were only so many elites in the 17 clans. They had already suffered heavy losses in the war. If a few more died here, how much voice would they have left in the tribe?

Several horned hoof species except the shaman were looking at the chief priest unconsciously with distrustful eyes;

They are already wondering if this old guy has bad intentions? Does he want to take advantage of this opportunity to wipe out the power of the powerful clans in the tribe?

The quiet atmosphere in the big tent allowed the sounds from the outside to be heard more clearly. The sound of whips mixed with pushing and yelling came closer and closer to the outside of the negotiation tent.

Not long after, a hand opened the curtain at the door, and then Zolni's huge body got in.

"Commander, thirty prisoners have been brought here. Do you want to behead them now?"

"No"

A trace of hope arose, and Big Tusk's denial made all the Hornhoofs heave a sigh of relief in a very short period of time;

Involuntarily, they thought, "Maybe the troll is just bluffing."

Big Ya didn't say much, he just expressed his position with a smile.

The clan representatives pleaded in Toulonese, which was not a fluent troll language.

"Doesn't shelving also mean retreating? This is tantamount to openly exposing our purpose!"

"How about we put the negotiations on hold for now? Wait until we get the news from the Speaker?"

The seven witch doctors were holding their own opinions at this time and failed to achieve some overwhelming discussion result internally;

"Then what can we do? Just watch the knowledge disappear bit by bit? Even if we kill them all afterwards, we won't get any benefits!"

However, the turnaround came quite quickly.

"They are all the elites of the Hornhoof dwarves. How could they be allowed to die in silence like this?"

"Under such circumstances, it will not only fail to achieve your purpose, but will also put our people into difficulties in livelihood. It is really a loss outweighing the gains. Can we be allowed to deliver in kind?"

"Tie the body to the horn of the mount! Drag it back to them!"

The lifeless faces and corpses that were still twitching made the representatives of the clans suddenly turn pale;

They trembled slightly and cast their hateful eyes on the giant fang who gave the order and the chief priest who remained indifferent.

That's all, he calmed down, looked up at Big Tooth and said,

Juya and other trolls naturally saw the projected image of this ‘Fire Scroll’;

"Compensation? Inheritance? Are you dreaming? Once we give in, we really can't get anything at ease! Step back, step by step, they can hang us with these things forever! Fifty years? A hundred years? We

Do we still have to help them develop the Tianci Plateau? Tell me!!"

"How dare they! How dare they!!" A young witch doctor looked ferocious, and the anger in his heart could not be increased.

And what you have to face in the end may be to be completely killed by an angry troll without any scruples.

'Perhaps I should show my softness appropriately?'

The arrogant laughter of the trolls, the banging of doors and windows along the way, and the threatening sounds of the troll patrols banging their shields, in this city that had just experienced war and now experienced another disaster.

, gradually merged into a unique symphony of disaster;

What it tells is how powerless the ordinary people seem to be amidst the greedy invaders and the plans of the top leaders of their own clan.

At this moment, a huge, scroll-like illusory projection appeared out of thin air in the sky in the direction of the altar;

It silently 'burned' from the corner in full view of everyone, and disappeared again after burning one-tenth of itself.

Daba was searching almost door-to-door, and seeing one of his compatriots dying one after another, the brave horned-hoofed species could not wait to be killed in vain;

The horned-hoofed species, who had witnessed this tragic scene, mustered up the courage to resist at this time anyway;

However, resistance is ultimately powerless.

At this time, there was no longer any protection from the city walls inside and outside the city, and the rebellious Hornhoofs were quickly suppressed under the butcher's knife.

"It seems that our wise Lord Priest has decided that I am bluffing? That's fine, Drow! Bring on thirty more hornhoofed ones."

The officers don't think this is anything yet. Although they have some feelings about the importance of knowledge, they are not as good as the witch doctors anyway;

Therefore, although the officers' faces were extremely gloomy at this moment, their mentality was still a little disapproving.

It's only one tenth. Once the knowledge is burned out, the Toulon horned hoof species will really have no value in the world. I don't believe they dare to continue burning it.

"Haha, it's not up to me to decide whether to kill or not. Just wait and see what happens in the city. It's almost time to show up."

"In addition, there is the issue of war reparations. We are willing to pay compensation, but paying with your ministry's currency, and with such a huge amount, will cause extremely serious chaos to our own production;"

After that, under the isolation of the patrols who came as ordered, this rebellious mood did not spread too far;

In the distant streets, the people of Toulon who didn't know what happened could only tremble in panic and pray that they would not be affected.

Then, they rolled and approached the side of the big tent that was forcibly opened.

What they left behind were the horned-hoofed people who had been lucky enough to escape the disaster, and the roads that followed the footsteps of the moose and were stained red with blood.

Although they didn't know the reason behind it, the scene was so vivid that they could guess the symbolic meaning without even asking.

After Drow responded by beating his chest, he immediately summoned several guards to enter the tent;

Under Daba's order, the cavalry used long ropes to tie the corpses to the horns of their mounts, and then followed the large army back towards the big tent.

"What do you mean?"

"Understood! Far Traveler is preparing for execution! 5, 41, chop!"

Next, under the strong movements of the Far Walkers, the horn-hoofed nobles involuntarily bent over with their buttocks raised, and their faces were pressed against the soil;

With this idea in mind, the officer group headed by Big Tooth had no intention of giving in at this time.

As for the chief priest, although he didn't show anything on his face, he was extremely worried in his heart at this time;

He believed that his side's determination had been clearly demonstrated, but the spell caster on the opposite side still showed no intention of directly intervening in the negotiations.

Don't they care? That's one-tenth of the inheritance

The chief priests knew that the bargaining chip they held was certain, and their inheritance could not withstand several such "reciprocal revenges";

As time goes by, as the tit-for-tat situation between the two sides continues to escalate, if this happens several more times, their value will only become lower and lower;

"clear!"

Thinking of what the witch doctors had said before, Big Ya felt more confident again and gave the order quite simply,

"Execution, let these self-righteous guys see if I am a troll who can accept threats."

"What should we do? How about we take a step back? As long as we get the inheritance, we can give in as much as we need to in terms of compensation?" Another witch doctor said anxiously.

Therefore, under the impact of the cavalry, the 'riot' disappeared as quickly as it came, and was immediately suppressed. This actually made it easier for Daba, allowing him to complete the 'mission target' faster.

"We will not discuss whether the issue of 'labor loss' mentioned by your ministry is true or not. We just want to ask your ministry to verify the specific number again and relax some compensation conditions appropriately."

"We already know the demands of the Black Forest, and the Toulon Ministry of suzerainty can agree with it, but accordingly, can the Black Forest also assume the corresponding obligations?"

But before Drow could leave again, the venue was in chaos.

"Your Excellency, Commander! We are willing to talk! We are willing to hand over the inheritance! Don't let this go on. Chief Priest! Say something!! If this continues, there will be nothing left in the tribe!!"

"clear!"

"A powerful commander from the Black Forest, the Toulon tribe is just a weak tribe. We don't ask for much. We only hope that someone as great as your tribe and as kind as the people of the Black Forest can give us some mercy in terms of compensation."

"But now it's almost exposed."

As a result, a certain stalemate occurred in the two big accounts at the same time.

In the midst of the negotiation tent, Big Tooth didn't wait for the new instructions from the witch doctors, and then made his own plan in his mind.

But the witch doctors in the tent next door really felt their hearts twitching at that moment;

The illusory flame seemed to be burning on the apex of their hearts, causing the witch doctors unbearable pain.

At this time, Big Tooth inadvertently raised his chin towards him, signaling the chief priest to continue speaking.

The corresponding latest news from the headquarters will not be delivered until later tomorrow at the earliest.

Big Tooth looked around calmly at everyone present, and found that the chief priest still had the same expression as before, with no trace of movement on his face, while the representatives of the clans were full of confusion and hesitated to speak.

And just as he said, not long after, bursts of killing cries and feeble cries came from the direction of the city, ringing very clearly in the big tent, ringing in the ears of the representatives of the horned hoof species.

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In the city, Daba led more than 400 cavalrymen starting from the south city and walked through the streets;

Along the way, the trolls forcefully broke open the doors one by one, and pulled out the horned and hoofed people from inside. Then, in the panicked eyes in the left and right corners and between the windows, they gave cruel orders.

Xiaoshou Order.

Thinking of this, the chief priest let out a low sigh, feeling helpless for the weakness of the Toulon tribe.

This time, the side of the tent facing the temporary execution ground basically had no wall barrier;

The thirty horn-hoofed species who were forced to kneel on the ground outside were clearly reflected in the eyes of the horn-hoofed spectators who had turned back involuntarily at the next moment;

The prisoners were still wearing their wartime attire, but the armor and clothing that were once considered gorgeous were now stained with dirty mud mixed with dried blood and soil.

"For example, leave a little way for our people to survive, and don't create new hatred when making treaties;"

"Hahaha! Tear down the wall in front of you and let these dwarves take a good look at how heads are beheaded in our Black Forest."

After the loud bangs were heard one after another, the trolls disappeared, replaced by wisps of sunlight, which shone in obliquely from the large holes exposed on the wall;

Afterwards, the guards who had been knocked out got back in again, changed their position and started another collective collision.

‘Hmph. It seems that’s not enough.’

As Zolni's countdown ended, long axes swung down in graceful arcs.

In the blink of an eye, accompanied by thirty consecutive sounds of 'click' and 'click', heads were 'shot' several meters forward along the ground under the impact of the spilled blood;

When the sergeants entered, the brute force totems on their bodies had already lit up. After they stood apart, they slumped their shoulders and slammed into the walls on both sides of the door from the inside out.

Immediately, the bloody aura that soared into the sky began to spread from the south of the city, and as the number of killings increased, it gradually extended to the north.

The scene that happened in the air was transmitted to the negotiation tent with great clarity.

The chief priest and several other shamans knew what this meant. The killings in the city had really been carried out, and the ancestral altar had destroyed one tenth of the tribe's inheritance.

A troll stood on each side of them, stretched out his foot to stomp on their heads, and pointed the long ax directly at their necks.

"Moreover, you must also be aware of the production damage caused by this war to our side, so the starting point for the delivery of compensation. In view of this difficulty, can you give us a few years of grace? Once we get through this situation,

In the event of a crisis, we will definitely shoulder our due responsibilities."

"Under this premise, whether it is knowledge or inheritance, we are willing to do our best to satisfy your department. For example, hand over part of it first, and the rest will be handed over in batches over the next hundred years."

‘Tap tap. tap tap’

Before the chief priest finished speaking, the hoofbeats of the moose herd sounded again at this time. Different from the "snappy" feeling when they set off before, this time they sounded a bit draggy.

The chief priest stopped his narration for a moment and looked back subconsciously;

At this glance, the first thing that comes into view is the bright red spreading from the distance, and the extremely miserable corpses reflected in the eyes.

The chief priest suddenly felt dizzy in his mind, and his chest seemed to be filled with a breath that he could not express.

(End of chapter)