Like a dream bubble.

This is the current situation of the gray-clothed army.

It has to be admitted that the Grey-Clothed Army has the current grand occasion, in addition to its unremitting struggle, the help of external factors is also huge. If it weren't for the purple-bore cannon left by Zi Yi, the Grey-Clothed Army would not have captured so many cities so easily; if it weren't for the Northern Wilderness tribe who happened to attack and dragged Bran's main army, the Grey-Clothed Army might not have been able to successfully defeat the 100,000 mountains; if Lan Sha hadn't started to be the commander for a moment, the Grey-Clothed Army would not have attacked the hinterland of the north in such a short time, and was still so prosperous...

Of course, luck is also a kind of strength. Perhaps from this perspective, the emergence and growth of the gray-clothed army is really the destiny.

However, the goddess of luck will not always favor only one object, she will get tired of it. Therefore, what is hidden in the unprecedented grand occasion of the gray-clothed army are pieces of cold blades that have never disappeared - once you make a mistake, you will be doomed!

Therefore, Joshia and others attached great importance to the turning point in Lansha's mouth. However, Lansha's words were very tight. Maybe she felt that it was not the time yet, so she made up her mind to keep it in a silence and didn't say it, and everyone was helpless.

In this way, the small roundtable meeting ended in a hurry.

Wait, is there anything else I have to say? Philip's eagerly anticipated negotiation proposal...

Tsk, how to say it. Whether it is Joshia and other senior officials, or Lan Sha, an outsider, don’t think that it’s time to negotiate, so just say a few words and then put it aside. Tang En naturally couldn’t say anything again when he saw this. He originally thought that this proposal was unreliable, but he was only enthusiastic about Philip’s face. Now everyone obviously dared not be interested. All he could do was to mourn Philip in a heartfelt and silent condolences...

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"It's worth it?"

The pre-war meeting was held. It was delayed for a while because of this small roundtable meeting, and it was now very close to the beginning of the war. However, while taking advantage of this period, Lansha, who was supposed to deploy command, took the time to find Bamutu, handed over a thick stack of papers, and issued another military order. However, the target of this military order was not the soldiers of the gray-clothed army, but the hundreds of thousands of tribal troops on the border of the army...

After all, Lansha is the royal family, and it is very likely that she will be the next Empress of the Northern Wilderness. In this way, even if Bamutu, the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness, is naturally not the one who can run around casually. So although Lansha was so casual and hidden secrets, the news about her is not only known to the senior leaders of the tribe army, but also to the Queen of the Northern Wilderness thousands of miles away. Otherwise, if it was really kidnapped, not to mention whether the barbarian army would be in trouble, the Empress of the Northern Wilderness would definitely come over to take charge of crazy revenge in person!

As for the person who conveyed the message, it was of course the "insider" Bamutu. There was no need to go back and forth. There were already long-term spies in Bran's territory, so as to give them. That is, to the army of hundreds of thousands of barbarians and the Queen of the Northern Wilderness... Regarding this, whether it was Lan Sha who never asked about it or Tang En who pretended not to know it, he knew it.

Now Lansha takes the initiative to find him. Bamutu looks at the big moves of the army orders that mobilize hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops in one breath, and his brows can't help but frown.

“It’s worth it?”

To be realistic, Bamutu and Lansha came here this time to make a fortune, but they were not prepared to put themselves in - of course, even if it was realistic, the gray-clothed army would have their own needs. Who would have let them not have a great marshal? It is worth taking some losses and seizing the other party’s results.

But working in a short-term job means working in a short-term job. How can you put your wealth in and take risks together? If you really follow the Lansha military order, it is not just about mobilizing the army to scare the other party, but about doing it with real swords and guns, and killing people...

"Of course!" simply nodded, facing Bamutu's doubts, Lansha's attitude was very affirmative.

"But I didn't see anything worth it." Bamutu said very directly, "According to your opinion, the tribal warriors and Bran's main army fought to death on the front line, but the gray-clothed army picked up the advantage and expanded the territory here without any worries... Is this also worth it?"

Shaking his finger, Lansha looked cunning: "Ha, so Grandpa Bamutu is the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness, not the commander. The pattern is still a little smaller."

Of course, Lansha's words were just a kind joke, but Bamutu was stunned when he heard this. The situation was too small... He practiced hard for decades, but in the end, he still lost under Wu Ding's sword without any suspense. Isn't the reason because the situation was too small...

Lansha did not notice Bamutu's brief trance and continued, "The plan is like this. Next, I will lead the gray-clothed army to continue to occupy the remaining three military roads, but the process will deliberately slow down. Haha... Those hypocritical nobles of Bran Prince Ting did not know that the danger was right in front of them without waiting for the reins to put their necks. When there was still the last road left, they would be nervous and even more entangled, but they would still not make up their mind to withdraw their troops to rescue them. This was not for the consideration of the thousands of Bran people, but because they felt that there was still time, room for rebate, and were unwilling to give up the huge land in the north to our tribe..."

Shaking his head, chuckled with contempt, "I should send someone to continue negotiating with the Gray Clothes Army, haha, this is their usual way. But the morale of the main troops of Bran, whose back roads are about to be cut off, will inevitably plummet and the morale of the army will be scattered. At this time, hundreds of thousands of tribal warriors of my tribe will raid together and will surely win in one battle! One general will succeed!"

After a moment of pause, he restrained the murderous aura of the general of the army. Looking at Bamutu, Lansha shrugged easily, "I said that we have a cooperative relationship with the gray-clothed army. We win-win and achieve strategic goals, which is the real way of cooperation."

Taking one step and looking at three steps is the mind that smart people should have. Even if they are as powerful as Bamutu, they can't help but feel numb when they hear this. This is not the domineering power of individual strong men, but purely the arrogant strategy of a commander of a military plan and a proud and proud battlefield!

After calming down, he asked, "Did you plan it early in the morning?"

"Just go with the flow." Lansha chuckled unexpectedly, "I didn't expect the gray-clothed army to have such combat potential, which could force the Bran Empire to be like this... Haha, but that's fine. The lions will not form an alliance with the goats. Since they have the character of a wolves, it's natural to give them some meat. Our tribe is not hypocritical Bran. As long as we join forces sincerely, we will never treat our partners unfairly."

"Ha, our tribe still advocates the precepts of the weak, but it's not so kind... Well, you tried your best to make such a perfect plan, sure it's not for Tang En?"

"Grandpa Bamutu--" Although Bamutu asked suddenly, Lan Sha was so mentally. As long as it wasn't a sudden brain scatter or was deliberately done, such a simple word game would not be able to successfully make a cliché... After a while of acting coquettishly, the style of the general who had been swollen and swollen before disappeared instantly. He pinched a few white fingers that showed off and said arrogantly, "There is this reason. But it's just a little bit, just a little bit."

"Haha, even if I believe you and my age are in vain." Bamutu shook his head disapprovingly, but he didn't bother me, "Okay, girl, you convince me again. I will explain and convey the past to you."

"Ha, then thank Grandpa Bamutu." If you want to say that the children of the Northern Wilderness are just a simple matter. Seeing the goal is achieved, Lansha no longer politely and procrastinated. He turned around and raised his hand, "Okay, the battle is about to begin, I'm going to command."

"Wait." As if he suddenly remembered something, hesitated for a moment, Bamutu suddenly called out, "Girl, I forgot to tell you something."

"Yeah?" Lan Sha turned his head.

"Not long ago, Tiwu was ordered to be suppressed from the army by the Queen. The Queen should have known about his assassination of you." After a moment, looking at Lansha's sudden change of gaze, Bamutu shook his head calmly, "It's not what I said, you know better than me, the Queen, she is no less wise than you."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Bamutu, I shouldn't have doubted you." Lansha bowed and apologized, and then said anxiously, "I'll write a letter to my mother now..."

He waved his hand and interrupted, "It's too late, Tiwu should have arrived at the imperial city now. And you know very well..." Bamutu sighed, "If the queen makes a decision, no one can change it, including you!"

"But...but brother..." Lan Sha looked extremely anxious, but half open her mouth, but she couldn't even say a complete sentence. Because she was indeed very clear about her mother's behavior. The latter was not only less wise than her, but also had many ruthless methods...

That is a woman who is cruel to others and even more cruel to herself!

"Go, go and command the battle. These things are not something you should care about, and you can't..."

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...

Bamutu didn't guess completely correctly.

Tiwu had not arrived at the Northern Wilderness Imperial City at this time, of course, it was not far from the Imperial City.

However, he would never be able to cross this short distance.

Because, a group of elite royal troops with indifferent expressions, the Wilderness Wolf Cavalry, suddenly broke out from around and surrounded his team. Then, the Queen of the Northern Wilderness in simple clothes appeared in front of him.

Bamutu also guessed a lot of things correctly, that is, the queen who has already made the decision, is indeed ruthless!

In the small temporary tent, before waiting for the uneasy Tiwu bowed and called his mother. The queen said indifferently: "Tiwu, you will die here."

Then, he raised his hand and pointed to the west, "The murderer is the Sava tribe more than ten miles away. The reason is that he does not want to see you with the blood of the Bran people, and become my Royal Highness of the Northern Wilderness clan, so they led their troops to raid your troops. Although the wild wolf cavalry outside the tent happened to pass by, it was too late to find out. He could only rob your body and kill the Sava tribe to avenge you."

After a moment of pause, he looked at the pale face and sweating profusely indifferent and ruthless, "This is the right way to harm people. You can't even harm people, and you won't die unjustly!"
Chapter completed!