My Skills Are Not Serious

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Rao Fengcheng

Gongfang, Neha, and the patriarch of the Black Leech tribe gathered together again.

This time the atmosphere was not as harmonious as last time, and the patriarch of the Black Leech tribe was very angry.

"What's the matter, you said that the human army is not strong, but what is the result now? We have lost more than 4,000 people here. Now the patriarchs of several tribes ask me for an explanation. What do you want me to explain." The head of the Black Leech tribe roared angrily.

"There is no undead in the war, what is there to explain, and it is not your tribe who died." Gong Fang said lightly.

"You said lightly, it's not yours who died." The patriarch of the Black Leech tribe choked.

"Cut, don't think I don't know, you actually want other tribesmen to die more, and you can get more in the future. Now the anger is just for outsiders to see."

Gong Fang said that I could see through your expression long ago and turned back.

The patriarch of the Black Leech tribe stared at Gong Fang with a black face.

If you see it through, we can continue to cooperate.

"Okay, stop arguing, is it time to talk about this? What should be discussed now is how to deal with that army."

Neha stopped the two.

"I'm ignoring this, this transaction is cancelled." Gong Fang said.

"Whatever is cancelled, how can I cancel the things that have been agreed, so I was reluctant to cooperate with the human race at the beginning, it was too unbelievable." The black leech tribe chief said angrily.

Gong Fang's voice also rose loudly, "You are ashamed to say, what the previous deal was like, the army is trapped, and when I bring people here, you totem mad orcs pretend to be repelled by the reinforcements I brought, and then I bring the army back. In the Southern Territory, as a result, there are now more than 10,000 people left in the army outside. Counting the captives, a full 100,000 army, you totem wild orcs have killed nearly 80% of me. The remaining people, I want What's the use?"

"Can you blame us here? The situation changed at that time, and you don't know it. It's either you die or I live. Where can you stop it? Who told you not to come quickly? Who made your human army vulnerable to a blow. "The patriarch of the Black Leech tribe said coldly.

Gong Fang said with a cold face, "Huh, anyway, if my goal is not achieved, the transaction won't count."

"Dare you, believe it or not you can't get out of here." The patriarch of the Black Leech tribe showed murderous in his eyes.

Gong Fang is also not afraid of being tough at all, showing up his neck and patted, "I'm afraid of you, come and chop here, believe me or not, you will never get what you want totem orcs want."

"Hmph, don't think you dare to be so unscrupulous when you have something. I can ask someone to ask for it. You don't own the things of mortal technology." The Black Leech tribe chief said coldly.

Gong Fang laughed and pointed to Neha and said, "Haha, that's right. I don’t own the things alone, but I am the only one willing to trade to you. You can ask about your family, Can their mad beast emperor get it from the other five races, none of the mad beast emperor can get it, do you think you are a few pounds?"

The patriarch of the Black Leech tribe looked angry, but then fell silent. Indeed, as Gong Fang said, there is no need to talk about that kind of thing except for Gong Fang. After all, it’s something like the life of the wild orcs, the wild orcs in the south. The reason why he would follow the real orcs like a dog and obey the imperial court of the five races is because this kind of thing is controlled by others.

Neha, who was on the side, had a bad face at this time, and there was hatred in his eyes, but he concealed it well. He stood up calmly and became a peacemaker, "If you have something to say, you can't solve the problem by talking like this."

Then Neha turned to Gong Fang and said, "His Royal Highness, your biggest purpose this time is just to save the army from becoming a savior. The size of the army does not really matter."

"Why is it not important? Two to three thousand people appreciate you as much as eighty to nine thousand people appreciate you. The more people I save, the more I get, and the more I can control in the future. The more you get, the more you don’t understand it, so if your mad orcs’ brains don’t work well, you can only sacrifice their lives."

Gong Fang's tone was full of mockery.

Unhappy flashed in the eyes of Neha and the head of the Black Leech tribe, but they endured it.

"Things have already happened, and it can’t be changed. Although the 10,000 people outside are much less than before, but with the ones we captured, there are still 20,000 or nearly 30,000 people. Take it back to your Highness. It brings a lot of benefits. At least when the eldest prince is dead, the position of the successor to the human emperor should be determined. And the more people who die, the more grateful the soldiers you rescued will be. Then it will be easier to control, isn't it." Neha said.

At first, no one knew about the death of Gongtian except Gongfang, because when people died, no one would collect the corpses. Later, they were brought back by the passing totem frenzy and used to store food by Neha. After seeing and confirming his identity accidentally, he was known.

Regarding Neha’s statement, Gong Fang also agreed with it. Compared with the rescue of 30,000 soldiers, the latter is easier to get the gratitude of the soldiers than the former. After all, some people died, and so many died. , And they are alive, only with contrast can it appear how important his rescue is.

As long as you do a little bit later and do a show to buy people's hearts, these surviving people can be completely controlled by him and become a force of their own.

"Even if you say something reasonable, but with so many deaths, my human strength has been greatly reduced, which is not a good thing for me." Gong Fang said.

"Your Royal Highness, as you said before, how can you survive a war, and the more people die here, the more soldiers your human race will recruit in the future. Now the army marshal is dead, and you will save Returning to tens of thousands of soldiers, they are prestigious and supported by soldiers. I think as long as someone from your royal court comes out to speak to you, you may become a marshal. In addition, in our previous agreement, there will be totem madmen to help you in the future. The conditions of the city, you can recruit soldiers to supplement the soldiers in these cities. If you come down, you will be all your soldiers." Neha took the opportunity to say.

Gong Fang was right to think about it, so it seems that the death of so many people in the army this time is not entirely a bad thing. He seems to be able to get benefits that he could not think of before, and may be able to build a group of his own army and have a bigger hand. The right to speak.

"Hmph, if you say it is reasonable, then this transaction will continue, but those people who died on your side should not come to me, look for those guys in Invincible City, they are not the imperial court's army, so you can't count it. On my head." Gong Fang said towards the chief of the Black Leech tribe.

The patriarch of the Black Leech tribe also gave a cold snort, and did not mention the dead people again, "Since the transaction continues~www.wuxiaspot.com~ what about the next ten thousand people, they now have such powerful weapons to help us. It’s not easy to deal with here."

"It must be chased, or else how the play will go on, and how I will subdue their hearts, anyway, this matter originally belongs to your side, I will just play at the right time."

"By the way, those officers among the prisoners, don't stay."

Gong Fang left without looking back.

Neha and the patriarch of the Black Leech tribe were left with gloomy expressions.

"It's really arrogant."

"It won't be arrogant for too long, as long as the plan of the beast emperor and the demon emperor is followed, the good days of the southern human race are almost over." Neha said.

The patriarch of the Black Leech tribe coldly reminded: "Huh, also say others, what kind of wild beast emperor of yours is dealing with the most cunning demon race, if you are not careful not to fall into the trap, you will get nothing in the end. It also hurts us."

"My mad beast emperor hero is probably a rare hero. His wisdom is beyond the reach of ordinary people. You are very open-minded."

Speaking of the Beast Emperor, Neha's eyes showed a look of admiration and worship.

"Better like this."

After discussing what to do next, the two finally left.

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