.In the border of the Azeroth Plain, outside the city of Fortress, Admiral Locke stood at the top of the city and looked at the orc prisoners walking out of Fortress, frowned slightly. He really couldn't understand why Ye Kaihuai ordered him to let these orc prisoners return to his country. You must know that in the past, these strong orc prisoners were usually scattered in various parts of the empire to settle down. Could it be that the population of the empire was saturated? It was impossible. It was only a little over 100 million, and there was still a lot of land in the empire that no one could cultivate.

"Locke, haven't figured it out yet?" A man's voice came from behind. Locke turned around and saw that it was his senior, Ye Kaihuai's cousin Ye Leiting.

"Senior Thunder, is there something wrong?" Locke asked looking at Ye Leiting.

"What? I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?" Ye Leiting quipped with a smile.

"How can I do it? Since the senior is fine, I will be the first time. Please have a good drink."

"Haha... It's okay to drink a drink from you. I'm here to congratulate you."

Locke asked in confusion when he heard this, “Oh? Where does the joy come from?”

"Hehe... Strictly speaking, it is to congratulate your sister, congratulations on her finally getting what she wants." Ye Leiting replied with a smile.

"Ah?" Locke thought for a while and suddenly understood. "This is indeed a happy event. In this way, I will let the girl Xinyue take charge of returning to Fengyangcheng to report the results of the battle."

"Haha...You brother is really doing a good job. But your sister's lifelong affairs are settled, should you consider yourself too?

It's a personal problem. Most of your peers have already married and have children."

"Haha... Isn't this fate not coming?" Locke replied embarrassedly.

"Talking about it, what fate hasn't come. In the words of that kid, you are just thin-skinned and a slutty guy."

A big bead of sweat appeared on Locke's forehead, "Why is Your Majesty talking to you about everything?"

"Haha... don't be embarrassed, your business is covered by your brother. When you go back this time, I will help you find a delicate little lady to send it to you as a wife."

"Ah no, no need to worry." Locke was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly refused.

Unexpectedly, Ye Leiting waved his hand with a smile, just like he didn't hear Locke's words, and said, "No trouble, no trouble, you don't have to be polite to me."

"I wasn't polite to you." Locke said in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the adjutant running over in a hurry. He could only press what he hadn't said to Ye Leiting and asked the adjutant: "What's wrong?"

"Winged Man, a large number of Winged Man appeared in the northwest of the Fortress of Terland." The adjutant replied anxiously.

"Send scouts to find out the purpose of those winged people here, Ye Leiting will immediately reorganize the army and prepare for battle." Locke immediately ordered when he heard this.

Knowing that the enemy's situation is unknown, Ye Leiting did not neglect either. He called out loudly and then turned around and ran down the city to start gathering troops.

The orc warriors who were leaving the city were a little panicked, fearing that Feng Yangjun would change his mind and leave them behind, so they quickly accelerated their pace and ran out of the city.

Now they are unarmed. If Feng Yangjun suddenly changes his mind, they don’t even have a fight back, and they can only become a living target for Feng Yangjun to practice.

Looking at the orc prisoners in the city, Locke frowned again and ordered the commander guard beside him: "Go down and take a team of cavalry to drive the orc prisoners below out of the city, don't let them block the city gate all the time. After all the orc prisoners left the city, close the city gate. Also, be careful."

"I understand." The chief guard behind him agreed, turned around and walked down the city wall.

If you want to say that in front of the sword, the tongue will never be comparable. In the originally chaotic city, after the commander of the guards led a cavalry to appear, the orc prisoners of war at the city gate no longer dared to stay and ran out of the city gate in a swarm. With the heavy sound, the gate of the Fortress of Tran closed.

Locke, who was standing at the top of the city, had no time to pay attention to the orc prisoners of war who were walking step by step outside the city. He held his eyes and was concentrating on observing the winged people flying closer in the distance. Some of these winged people were different from the winged people he had seen in the past. The winged people had white winged people, which was in sharp contrast to the black winged people beside them.

"What kind of winged man is this to help?" Locke said to himself with a clairvoyance down.

Without letting Lockett wait, the winged men flew closer and stopped when they approached the sky above the Fortress of Tran, and there was no way to stop. The sharpshooter at the fortress of Tran, was not a vegetarian. If he was not shot like a hedgehog, it would be better not to get too close.

A white-winged man suddenly flapped his wings and approached the top of the city wall, and said to Locke at the top of the city wall: "I am the messenger of the Winged Man, please ask the supreme commander of your Fortress of Tland to come out and answer."

"I give you two choices, one is that I have someone who shoots you into a hedgehog, and the other is that you fly to my eyes to talk. I am not used to raising my head to talk to you birdman." Locke said to the Winged Man Messenger.

The messenger of Winged Man was furious when he heard this. He was about to retort when he saw hundreds of strong bows on the top of the city pointing at him at the same time. This time he became honest, he obediently flew to Locke's eyes and said again what he had just said.

After hearing the Winged Man Messenger's words, Locke smiled at the corner of his mouth and said to the Winged Man Messenger: "If you have anything, just say it. I am the supreme commander here."

"You?" The Winged Man Messenger looked disbelief.

"What? Don't believe it?" Locke said as he raised his right hand, and the powerful bow that the sharpshooters had already put down pointed at the Wingman Messenger again. Seeing this, the Wingman Messenger quickly replied: "Believe, believe, I believe."

"You know what you are. Tell me, are you here to give me a letter of war to Feng Yangjun?" Locke asked with a sneer.

"No, I came with a wish for peace." The Winged Man Courier replied quickly.

"Hmph, seeing that the Orc Alliance has surrendered, you Tianyu have taken action quickly, right? No problem, I, Feng Yang, is very generous. Since you have the will to be peace, of course, I, Feng Yang, will not be a shameless person who provokes the war. But I, Azes, do not have the right to accept your Tianyu's peace. You Tianyu can send an envoy to Feng Yang City

Discuss this matter with my Feng Yang monarch. Only His Majesty is qualified to make a decision on this matter, and give you Tianyu people an answer."

"Yes, I remember your reply. I will send an envoy to Fengyang City when I look back. Another purpose of my coming here is to discuss with you about the matter of our winged people you have captured. Can we spend money to redeem those winged people back. The money is not a problem, we are willing to give out twice the orc captives."

"Reiterate it, only my Majesty Feng Yang can decide on the matters that are negotiated with you Tianyu. I will not interfere with those winged people captives."

Seeing that Locke's mouth was biting tightly, the Winged Man Messenger had no choice but to fly back to his camp in disappointment and tell his boss who was standing in the forefront of the camp with a word of Luoke's reply.

"Oh? Is that Feng Qingyu's brother Feng Qingshan? He doesn't look very good." Ye Leiting's questioning voice came from behind.

After hearing this, Locke turned around and asked Ye Leiting who had assembled the troops and came to hand over his life, saying, "That's Feng Qingshan?"

"Yes. I met Lang Boning just now when I was assembling the troops, and he told me in person." Ye Leiting replied with a positive look on his face.

"Huh? It seems a little wrong. Why is Feng Qingshan's wings white? Oh, I would have brought Lang Boning to recognize the person if I had known it." Ye Leiting said after looking for a while.

"Why can't you be sure again?" Locke asked with some dissatisfaction.

"I can't blame me for this, I haven't seen it before. Lang Boning just now told me it was Feng Qingshan, but when I saw the pair of white wings, I felt it no matter how I saw it.

It's not like Feng Qingshan. I remember Lang Boning said that the winged people are all black feathers, why did some white feathers suddenly pop up?" Ye Leiting asked in confusion.

"Come, go and invite Lang Boning. Remember not to let him show up. Hidden in a dark place and see if the leader of those winged men is Lang Boning." Locke ordered the guards beside him.

At this time, after hearing the report of his subordinates, Michel in the sky knew that it would be meaningless to waste it, so she simply announced that she would go home and discuss countermeasures when she went back. It was precisely for this reason that when Lang Boning arrived, he had not even seen a bird's hair above the Fortress of Tran, not to mention the Winged Man.

Back at the camp of the Winged Man, Michel, who had pretended to be Feng Qingshan for some time, retreated from the irrelevant people, leaving only the Winged Man with the same white wings to discuss things. The ten Winged Man in front of him were the helpers who were summoned from the God Realm by him and Gregory in turn using magic circles to summon them from the God Realm. These people were already the last helpers of the two of them. In order to avoid attracting the attention of the Six Sages hidden behind the scenes, the God Realm can no longer send people to the God Realm to Glory. Unless Michel and Gregory find a way to open a large space teleportation array, only then will the army of the God Realm freely appear above the Winged Man.

It is easy to open the large space magic array, but it is very difficult to do it. One word is expensive. Opening the magic array is to burn money. Just summoning the helper in front of you, Michel is about to spend almost all of Feng Qingshan’s savings over the years.

A rich hero is difficult for a man without money.

Money stumped Michel and Gregory. They were poor. In addition, Feng Qingshan, who was pretending to be Michel, had just encountered a big setback and was now in the trough of life. Several of the major financial backers who were willing to fund him had already been thrown into the arms of others.

In order to get rid of the current predicament and to complete the task assigned by Lord Gabriel, Michel and Gregory decided to seize the throne of the Tianyu Empire. As long as they become emperors, they would have as much money as they want. The first thing Michel and the others had to do was to save Feng Qingshan's face before and regain the support of powerful people from the imperial people.

"Get up from wherever you fall." With this sentence, Michel easily won the Fengyang Empire from the current Emperor Tianyu to conduct peaceful negotiations with the Fengyang Empire.

This negotiation was not allowed to be discussed by Tian Yu. As his allies or the Orc Alliance had already surrendered to Feng Yang. If Tian Yu did not take any action, then Tian Yu would be the only one who might bear all Feng Yang's revenge. For his own rule, Emperor Tian Yu could only send peace talks to Feng Yang according to the decision of the Senate in the empire, and strictly ordered that Feng Yang be signed a non-aggression treaty.

"Everyone talks about what we are going to do next?" Michelle asked everyone in the account.

Everyone looked at each other and asked them to fight with you, but it would be a bit difficult to let them use their brains. The level of the God Realm is very strict, and people who are not of level are not allowed to learn knowledge that they can learn at this level. When Michel and others summoned, they thought

I found a few thugs, and when the two of them realized that the number of summoned people had reached the upper limit.

Seeing the men under his command, Michel sighed and ordered: "Go and find Gregory two people, and keep the rest of the tent around, so don't let the idle people get close to you."

Everyone in the tent was as if they were amnesty and quickly came out. In a short while, Michelle was the only one left in the tent. Sighing, Michelle picked up and prepared to discuss the matter when Gregory came. At present, only Gregory can discuss the matter.

But what made Michelle depressed was that Gregory did not come to the left or right. Just when Michelle couldn't wait and was about to go and see it in person, Gregory, who had not appeared, came late.

"Wipe the lipstick mark on your face." Michel said to Gregory, who had earned the money expressionlessly.

"Ah? Oh, sorry. Those girls are so enthusiastic." Gregory smiled at Michel awkwardly when he heard this.

"You, sooner or later, die on the belly of those women." Michelle scolded him angrily, and Gregory just smiled and did not make any mistakes when he heard this.

"You must have heard of the purpose of calling you from the person who called you." Do you have any ideas?" Michel asked Gregory.

"No." Gregory replied very simply.

When Michelle heard this, his brow raised, "No?"

"I really didn't. Yesterday I was busy all night and finally settled those fairies...

…”

"Shut up Gregory, I want to remind you that we are not here to mess with the flowers this time. If you can't control your brother, I will help you keep it." Michel interrupted Gregory with a pale face.

Gregory was startled when he heard this. He clamped his thighs with his hands, covered his arms, and said to Michel, who was a little crazy, "Don't be angry with Michel, I know I'm wrong. Please spare me this time."

"...I didn't know who swore to complete the task assigned by Lord Gabriel, but now it's better. How long has it been, he was in the room with a group of vixen all day long. Do you really think you are a stallion?"

"...Mischelle, stop talking. I know I'm wrong. Gregory said, "Hey, give me some face, ah." Gregory smiled bitterly and begged for mercy at Mischel.

"Okay, I'll give you face. You'd better send those girls away immediately and don't let me see them here again. Otherwise, I won't promise to do something extreme to complete the tasks assigned by Lord Gabriel."

"Yes, yes, I'll drive all those women away when I turn around." Gregorian agreed hurriedly.

Michel, who had vented, nodded in satisfaction and said to Gregory: "Very good, then you can watch it well. Do you have any ideas about this negotiation with Feng Yang?"

"Er..." Gregory quickly started to think about it when he heard this. At this time, he didn't dare to say anything else and didn't know. He had no idea. If he said this, he was undoubtedly challenging the limit of Michelle's patience.

, which aroused Michelle's anger. If Michelle got angry, he would definitely suffer in the end.

Seeing Gregory hesitate, Michel sighed helplessly. She also knew that it was a bit difficult for her to ask Gregory now, so she said, "Forget it, Gregory, you go back and think about it before answering me. Remember, you can deal with those women's questions when you go back."

"Oh, okay, I'll go back and clean up those girls now." Gregory was overjoyed when he heard this. Before Michel could speak, he turned around and ran out of the camp. Looking at Gregory's back as if he was running away, Michel helped put down his hand that was halfway up and sighed lightly.

Not far from the Wingman Camp, there is an orc camp stationed. They are all prisoners of war released by the Tran Fortress. Alexander, who was responsible for receiving them, led them to camp here, preparing to wait until the previous group of Batto, who was responsible for sending orc warriors back to the alliance, came before leaving.

Because the Wingmen troops were unsuccessful in the last battle, the Orc camp did not send anyone to say hello to the Wingmen, and both sides ignored each other. The Orcs reminded their companions to wake up tightly when they sleep at night, be careful not to be sold by those birds again.

The Winged Man was also worried that they did not do very authentic things last time, so when the victims and orc prisoners of war who were harmed by their innocence appeared near their camp, they were afraid that the orc warriors would attack them and retaliate against their escape last time.

Mutual vigilance between both sides

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In the morning, two groups of people spent a sleepless night. The next morning, Alexander, who had been staying up all night, stared at the bloodshot eyes and ordered everyone: "Get out camps and find a place to sleep peacefully before camping."

But it was so dying. The Winged Man opposite made the same decision as their orcs. So when Alexander saw the Winged Man camp not far from his camp, he couldn't help but curse: "**, are these birds born in the year of the dog skin plaster? They can't even get rid of it. The order is that we can't afford to mess with it, but we can afford to hide, and ask everyone to go on the road and go home."

Michel, who was ordering to move again, soon heard the report that the orcs had pulled out again. And when they passed by their camp, they all gestured to the Winged Man's camp with a middle finger.

"Ah? Middle finger? How do you gesture?" Michel asked curiously. The subordinate who came to report the news quickly gestured to Michelle's middle finger, and Michelle suddenly had the urge to chop off the middle finger.
Chapter completed!