From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 195 Negotiation Game and Ultimatum (Part 2)

Before the casualties are noticed, they are just numbers.

But when the nearly six hundred brand-new and still warm corpses in front of him were dragged close by the moose herd, the huge impact felt directly in his heart.

At this moment, the chief priest seemed to understand somewhat what kind of things he was using to 'gamble'. An emotion called 'regret' began to spread in his heart from this moment on;

It was like a poison that soaked every inch of his flesh and blood in an instant.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the head priest's mouth in full view of everyone. His figure was also swaying, as if he couldn't even sit still.

"Chief Priest! Chief Priest! Cheer up."

The scenery in front of me was gradually eroded by blood red, and there were signs of a vague shift to darkness;

In my ears, I could hear the urgent calls of the two shamans and the hateful voice of the troll commander.

"Daba! Why did you kill so many people? Remember to go back and get ten lashes!"

"Haha! These idiots insist on getting under my ax themselves! I can't persuade Daba~"

'Can't faint. I can't faint.'

‘Big Tusk, we’ll go there right away’

"This is an unprecedented guarantee, made at the expense of the Rune Council's credibility in the Black Forest. Presumably, this is enough for your department to survive here with peace of mind, right?"

"However, we can strive for more reasonable compensation terms in parliament, thereby reducing part of the burden on your ministry in this regard. The consistency of the results and performance can also be guaranteed by the credibility of parliament."

"Only when our seven parliamentary representatives reach an agreement, this great power that was directly given to him by the Rune Parliament can be temporarily stripped away, and the specific reasons need to be reported to the headquarters immediately."

"Secondly, as far as your department's knowledge inheritance is concerned, I don't need to deny that my department is indeed very coveted. I must be as smart as you and have already made a basic judgment?"

"Indeed, the Toulon tribe must immediately hand over all knowledge inheritance, 'immediately', 'immediately, within a short period of time'. This is our non-negotiable bottom line;"

After the words fell, Gonzalo stood up and left without giving the other party a chance to open his mouth.

"Even the supreme commander himself faces nothing more than temporary confinement and a certain degree of physical punishment."

As he spoke, he stroked his chest slightly and bowed in salute. Then he sat down again and continued without waiting for a response from the other party,

"In view of the differences between the two sides on certain issues, as well as the misjudgment of the situation by the Chief Priest, in line with the principle of not increasing our own risks and unnecessary casualties of your troops, we witch doctors who did not want to waste time have to suspend our actions.

The work in progress comes before you."

"If you choose the latter, the expeditionary force may be able to break camp and return to the Black Forest in three days, and there will be no traces of civilization left here."

Gonzalo waved his hand, firmly interrupted the chief priest's words of defense, and continued,

"You may not know what the addition of one and two means, so I will tell you clearly."

"Please tell me"

"What does this mean? I'm sure you can guess it. Their act of raising the butcher's knife actually does not require them to pay an extra price afterwards."

The witch doctors reacted even more quickly. The chief priest vomited blood and showed signs of weakness before vomiting blood, which made them keenly aware of this.

That is to say, the horned hoof species are actually far from as tough as they appear, and they have no real determination to "die together"!

"Finally, please allow me to say something from my heart. As the first intelligent and civilized race that the Black Forest Trolls have encountered so far."

"If it's the former, after handing over all the inheritance and knowledge, everything will be easy to negotiate. The commitment I made before will take effect immediately. We will help your department fight for compensation-related matters;"

'Is this really a spell caster?'

"Perhaps more than ten years later, when the losses caused by what he did this time are gradually forgotten by everyone, Commander Big Tusk may have the opportunity to lead the army again?"

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"First, the Black Forest is an area with clear rights and responsibilities. Before the expedition, the command of the expeditionary force had been handed over to Commander Tusk. Although we witch doctors have the responsibility of supervision, we cannot do it arbitrarily.

Power to interfere in military affairs;”

"Even if it doesn't work after more than ten years, what about decades? What if it doesn't work for a hundred years? One day the Black Forest will forgive his impulsiveness, and our Commander, you do have that time to wait."

"In other words, these reckless men can unscrupulously trample your tribe, massacre your people, and then set the altar of ancestors on fire;"

"To be honest, it is almost worthless in our eyes, but the compensation due to the defeated must exist. This is not only a warning to you, but also a comfort to the Black Forest;"

Halfway through his words, Gonzalo turned his eyes to the chief priest, who had recovered from his previous decline and had a little hope in his eyes. He looked serious and said solemnly,

"However, Mr. Big Tooth has at least a hundred and fifty years left in this life. He has enough time to regain the trust of the Speaker and members of the Assembly;"

The chief priest forcibly cheered himself up. Under the influence of his strong will, the darkness and dizziness that had fallen earlier receded little by little, and his vision finally returned to normal.

"Therefore, if it is not necessary, all members of the parliament, including me, will never be willing to see the tragedy of you disappearing from the long river of history."

While the chief priest took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality, his performance was always observed by the officers and witch doctors.

Take Big Tooth for example. He noticed the inner vacillation of this die-hard, and his mind was spinning crazily at this moment. He wanted to try to use this to put some pressure on him again, completely crushing his spirit.

Each of them is about 3.1 meters tall, and the two leading them are even close to 3.2 meters tall. They are stronger and more imposing than any of the officers in the tent.

"The Chief Priest of the Toulon Tribe, as well as other distinguished Excellencies, the official members of the Black Forest Rune Council, the members of the auditorium of the Military Council, the chief witch doctor of the expeditionary army, and the representative of the Council, Gonzalo, are here to send greetings to you.

"

"You may understand what I say?"

The large holes that the soldiers had knocked out before were already unusually wide in the eyes of the horn-hoofed species, and they were used to 'observe' the large holes where their compatriots were beheaded. At this time, in contrast to the figures of these seven witch doctors, they were also

Appears somewhat narrow;

"Your Excellency, Chief Priest of Toulon, I must tell you two things clearly."

"Okay, I'll assume you understand, then let's talk about the second thing."

The speaker was our old friend Gonzalo, who had not been seen for a long time;

"Yes, you are right. I admire the chief priest's keenness. However, in the previous discussion, the seven witch doctors among us failed to reach a consensus."

"So, in order to avoid the worst situation where you are exterminated and we lose knowledge, I have a proposal here that I want to share with you. To be more precise, this is a notice, a proposal made by seven The final result of the witch doctors' joint efforts, I need your answers."

"Sit down. The expeditionary force is led by you after all. There is no need to pay attention to us guys."

"So, Your Excellency, Chief Priest, and fellow clan representatives, can you really afford the bet?"

"us."

"Okay, then you can all leave later."

"Perhaps nothing would be left of the Toulon tribe at that time? There are only some ruins left by the war, which can barely prove that a civilized tribe once lived here."

"But please remember that this is just 'if not necessary'. If your department still has some inappropriate ideas, such as trying to use knowledge inheritance to blackmail the parliament, black forest trolls, and unable to recognize the loser of your battle, status;"

Across the table, the expressions of several shamans were becoming more solemn at this time, while the clan representatives were filled with fear and reluctance in their hearts and minds.

"I'm not here to negotiate or waste words. I just want to express my position clearly and clearly."

"Remember, your department only has two options: agree or deny;"

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"Your Majesty the Witch Doctor!" Several officers, including Ju Ya, stood up immediately, caressed their chests and saluted, while Daba also sneaked in quietly, returned to his seat silently, and sat down.

The shamans had seen the witch doctors with their own eyes through the 'Water Curtain' before, but this was the first time for most of the other horned hoof species to meet them.

"Then, if the witch doctors accompanying the army cannot reach an agreement, we actually have no way to stop any order issued by Mr. Big Tusk. All members of the expeditionary force will choose to obey his command."

Behind him, the other six witch doctors who had been listening quietly also stood up and walked towards the door.

He is one of the first batch of naturalized witch doctors in the Black Forest. At this time, he has already completed the reform of the road and has become a true member of the Rune Council, enjoying all the rights equal to other witch doctors;

Behind him, the other six witch doctors also nodded in greeting, and under the leadership of Gonzalo, they came to the side where Yabu was and sat down casually.

Although he didn't understand why the witch doctors changed their minds and decided to personally participate in the negotiations, Big Tooth still suppressed the "threats and pressure" he was about to blurt out and waited patiently.

Not long after, seven footsteps sounded from the tent next door, and after a series of doors opening and closing, they gradually approached this direction.

The chief shaman responded.

Daba still clearly remembers how he was "trapped" by his own witch doctor, and how he was blocked and beaten by the "enemy" witch doctor, that is, Nesta, outside his tribe;

"Yes. Knowledge is a top priority for any race that desires enlightenment and civilization. As a spell caster, I fully understand your desire."

Outside the tent, Daba, who had been chatting and laughing before, had already walked to the door. At this time, he also put away the unruly expression on his face;

He quietly stepped aside, tilted his head and peeked at everything happening inside and outside, and then got out of the way in a confused and slightly silly manner.

Therefore, they walked to the door that existed earlier in a "proper manner", lowered their heads slightly and got into the drafty house.

"In exchange, we will fight for a formal written resolution on 'security guarantee' for your ministry in the parliament, and pass it on to the ears of all the trolls in the Black Forest;"

"Then, the only thing waiting for you is a complete massacre. The shamans, the clan representatives, and the tribes and clans behind you will completely disappear from this world."

"There are only two days, before the sun sets and rises for the second time, I want to be here to hear your answers;"

Let’s ignore Daba’s psychological reaction for now. After all, there is not much distance between the two tents. Soon, seven men who looked taller than the senior officers in the tent appeared.

Witch doctors appeared one after another in front of the hole in the wall that had been broken open.

"Of course, the loss of inheritance is a pity for us witch doctors, so we don't want to suffer this loss unless it is absolutely necessary."

"But, Your Excellency, Chief Priest, what about you? Do you have this chance to come back again?"

Gonzalo had already sat down at this time, and after looking around, he said firmly,

"Don't say anything for now. Let me analyze the risks this situation will bring to your department."

"That's all I have to say. I hope that the Chief Priest, as well as the other shamans and clan representatives, will seriously consider my above-mentioned statement after returning. After all, your time is limited."

"Among my colleagues, several are firmly opposed to any form of compromise; they believe that even if we give in, it will only make you more greedy and delay the delivery of the inheritance indefinitely;"

So, the witch doctors finally made up their minds, and then their voices rang in Big Tooth's ears again.

"The Toulon horned hoof species has special significance to us. In the future, more civilized races will meet us, and at that time, your situation will be one of the best self-introductions of the Black Forest, and it is what we admire.

Peace is the evidence of the pursuit of coexistence;"

"And once this happens, no officer other than the supreme commander himself will actually be held accountable by Parliament for this;"

Not long after that, as his experience and knowledge increased, Daba gradually understood everything that happened at that time;

And from this, I made up my mind to stay away from these strong and cunning bad guys in the future. Of course, the great pioneer is not one of them.

"Although we really want to inherit the knowledge of your department, if you continue to wear down the patience of the commanders sitting here like this"

"Everyone, our purpose is to obtain knowledge, as for the output of your department."

This kind of doubt appeared in their minds. The witch doctors' figures were even more exaggerated than those of their fellow warriors, which made the horned hoofs feel incredible.

All in all, amidst all the thoughts, the big tent, which had been noisy for a while, became quiet for the time being.

As the witch doctors filed away one after another, only the two previous parties were left in the negotiation tent.

Big Tooth sneered at this time and said to all the horned hoof species,

"Everyone, I'm just waiting for the moment when the butcher's knife falls in two days. Don't let me down? Let's go too~"

After saying this, he waved to the officers sitting on the left and right, then stood up and left first.

Behind him, Daba, Cui Wenli and other officers also glanced provocatively at the opposite side, then stood up and followed without saying a word.

Have the negotiations dragged on for too long?

(End of chapter)