During the talks, you represent the rat people, and I hope you will be careful with your words."

One word made Delcia shut up.

Zhang Peng took over and said, "Our undead race is a race that pays attention to credibility. Whether from the perspective of the undead tribe or from the perspective of a businessman, I feel that credibility is very, very important. We do not welcome people who go back on their word, let alone

Do business with people who go back on their word.”

This is tantamount to telling Delcha that you have thought twice and five times now. It is impossible. We, the undead tribe, do not agree!

If you want the undead tribe to continue sending undead legions to the rat people, then go three times, otherwise we will break up in two pieces.

Delcia was completely panicked. He didn't expect it to turn out like this.

"Ahem."

Sayer coughed twice, stood up, and leaned into Delcha's ear, "Promise, Mr. Delcha, agree first."

Delcha looked at Sayer in disbelief.

You want me to agree?

That’s three times!

Three times!

Which side are you on? Are you with the trolls?

Sayer looked at Delcha's eyes and explained in a low voice, "If the undead don't cooperate with us rat people, it will cause a huge crisis. Neither you nor I can bear this responsibility, and it will even attract the anger of the undead."

Maybe, for the sake of the rat people, you have to agree."

"I will die." Delcha whispered through gritted teeth.

Sayer looked at Delcha with pity, "The army of the undead has withdrawn, causing the anger of the undead. Mr. Delcha, even if you are a royal family, your whole family will die. I promised three times the resources to bear the wrath of the emperor.

You might survive, but at least your loved ones won’t have to die.”

Delcia froze.

Sahil told the truth.

Given the current situation of the rat people, the undead army is indispensable.

That is the main force fighting against the infected.

No matter what the elders and nobles say, the fact is that the undead are the best beings to deal with the infected.

Once the undead army withdraws, the Ratmen will definitely be in chaos.

Not to mention the anger of the undead tribe, which is something the rat tribe cannot bear now. They can no longer provoke enemies.

Delcha trembled and picked up the water glass, took a big sip, gritted his teeth and said, "I promise you, three times, three times the resources!"

After saying this, Delcha seemed to have lost all strength and fell limply on the chair.

Zhang Peng, Li Ziyu and Liu Xingxing all smiled at the same time.

Just agree.

Zhang Peng was in a very good mood. He sat down again and said slowly, "Then let's talk about how many undead you need."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Gregory was impatient and said impatiently, "We need a lot of undead, as many as we need, the more the merrier!"

Delqia shuddered and wanted to say something, but then closed his mouth.

He was afraid of falling into the trap of a troll again.

Zhang Peng touched his chin, "Prince Gregory, you have to think clearly before you say how many undead you want. Don't say how many undead you want."

Although Gregory had a bad temper, he was not a fool. When he heard this, he knew that Zhang Peng was targeting him.

There is something going on here. Gregory was silent for a moment, thought about it seriously and asked, "City Master Zhang Peng, may I ask how many undead we can hire now?"

Zhang Peng smiled, nodded, and said softly, "Thirty million."

When Delqia heard this number, his eyes bulged, he pointed at Zhang Peng and said tremblingly, "You..."

He and Gregory quarreled, and wasn't one of the reasons why the price was too high due to the insufficient number of undead?

In order to win the remaining share of the undead army, the price was tripled.

If he knew that the undead clan still had 30 million reserve troops, how could he raise the price so foolishly!

Even if he is not a businessman, he still knows that rare things are valuable.

Delcha had a mouthful of old blood in his throat and almost spit it out.

It's so bullying.

Gregory was also confused and didn't react for a long time, "Thirty, thirty million?"

Zhang Peng nodded and confirmed, "Yes, thirty million. Prince Gregory, how many undead do you want to hire?"

Prince Gregory took a deep breath and secretly thought it was dangerous.

What he just said was that he should take as much as he could. At 2.5 times the hiring price, 30 million could completely destroy the troll clan, and it was not enough.

Fortunately, City Lord Zhang Peng was not as serious as he was with the rat people, otherwise he would have been in a really difficult situation.

You have to think about it next time you speak.

But then, the Troll Prince became happy and turned to discuss with his companions.

The powerful tribes in the central area are now hiring the undead. Starting some time ago, the mercenary armies of the undead have begun to shrink and no longer rent legions on a large scale.

This made all the tribes think that there were not many undead tribes left.

If the Trolls were not facing the crisis of annihilation, they would not let the prince lead a team to send envoys to the Undead.

Prince Gregory did not expect that he would get such a surprise when he went on a mission to the undead tribe.

There are still 30 million undead troops in reserve, so it will be easy to handle. After some discussion, Prince Gregory held out two fingers and said, "This time we need two million undead troops. With the original two points

Renting it at five times the price, I hope City Lord Zhang Peng can quickly send the undead army to the troll territory."
Chapter completed!