The special iron boots from the Federal Donghai Town stepped on the gold-inlaid floor of the Temple of Blood and made a hollow echo between the thick stone walls.

The Chief Envoy Grel Crowyu followed Chris Mann indifferently and walked forward along the narrow corridor.

Chris Mann, the "Commander of the Igor Trail Army" who was just instructing the country, was so passionate about his words and a big-name style. However, his calm and light steps fully reveal the profound martial arts skills of the leader of the fake Trail Army.

Who could have such an elite soldier surrendered to serve?—Grel Crow Yu's face looked as light as a flat lake, but he was involuntarily excited.

The temple of blood of the blood of the god of war, the shaman of war gods and celebrities and nobles is surprisingly quiet at this moment.

The two of them walked up to the fourth floor of the temple almost without any obstacles, then crossed the shadow-covered patio corridor, and finally arrived at the closed door of a prayer room.

Chris Mann stood at attention in front of the door and said solemnly: "Mr. Special Envoy, please come in."

Grell Crowyu nodded, pushed the door and walked in.

The door opened with a "creak" and the brilliant lights suddenly exploded, almost making the eyes of the envoy who had just adapted to the darkness.

And when Grayle Crow Yu walked steadily into the prayer room and his eyes gradually adapted to the light, what he saw was a surprising scene:

Under the bright crystal chandeliers in the prayer room, Gentiles of various colors lined up in a row, almost making Grel Crow Yu mistakenly think that he had come to the hall of the lord of a human empire:

On the left side of the room, the two magicians wearing mage robes were the most eye-catching: the middle-aged mage with a cold face had blonde hair, a silver headband with fiery red crystal diamonds, and his pointed long ears clearly revealed his outstanding identity:

An elf mage, and a junior magician with a deep cultivation level!

Another old wizard in gray robe looked a little unpretentious. His dirty and sticky beard and wretched face were obviously more in line with the identity of a street tramp rather than a magician. However, the more a person with a lustrous appearance, the more likely he is to hide it. The battle-hardened Grail Crowyu is not stupid enough to judge people by his appearance.

If these two magic ministers are regarded as being arrogant and arrogant with their own vaguely powerful strength and showing their mastery style, then the lineup of generals on the right side of the room will truly realize the direct crushing of the viewer's mind by hard power:

First, a brave warrior wearing heavy armor, gray hair, and an unknown red scarf wrapped around his neck - his lazy and frivolous look seemed harmless, but the dark sword hidden behind him was enough to alert any senior warrior;

Secondly, there is a graceful blonde female swordsman - a female swordsman with two swords on her waist and light armor. Her slender body seems to be shining brightly with the golden hair on her head. The hidden arrogance that she looks down on the world can only be achieved by a strong man who has truly stood at the top of the world, or a second-hand man who has been fooled by Long Aotian's cool article.

As for the guards standing behind this row of masters, Grell Crow's pupils shrank:

In addition to the blood-red cloak with all the goshawk patterns, this group of guards had extremely mixed equipment configurations. Just by passing by, Grel Crow Yu discovered the equipment styles of six or seven places including the East Realm Rose City, the Imperial Regular Army, the Southern Demons, and the Glorious Federation.

The only thing these Wanguo-made equipment has in common is that it is very top-notch, very powerful, very expensive, and very pretentious.

In addition, Chris Mann, who had already made Grell Crow's eye just now...

In a human territory, it is not difficult to get such a literary and military team, but it is difficult to get such luxurious equipment. It is even more difficult to get this group of people with a strong temperament that stands out in the world.

What's more, what's standing here is only the expeditionary force sent by this human territory, rather than all the elite?

In addition to being shocked, Grel Crow Yu was in his heart and secretly raised the dangerous rating of "Frost Maple Ridge", a unknown human territory, by several levels.

Then he looked at the real master of the Lieju room, the room and even the entire Temple of Blood:

It was a handsome and thin young man in a black robe. The golden-patterned noble family emblem on his body was quietly reflecting the light of the light.

Grel Yayu has seen too many nobles, orcs, humans, and demons in his life... Most of them are powerful, but they often need the support of the environment, servants and atmosphere. Maybe they are replaced with a cloth robes and thrown into the slums, and the light on their bodies will go away like a phoenix falling.

...But this is definitely not the case with the young nobleman in front of him.

Grel Crow Yu thought to himself that even if the surroundings of all the powerful people were removed, the black-haired young man himself, his cold temperament that was inconsistent with his age, his desire for control that could only be seen in a high position for many years, and the mysterious feeling that was faintly visible in his black pupils were enough to make the envoy of the chieftain frightened.

The last human aristocrat he had seen in his life who could feel so oppressed by just sitting there, named Grim Rosario.

Grel Crow Yu calmed down, bowed, and told his home in a calm voice:

"Greer Crow, the Grand Chief of the Glorious Federation, greets you. May the glory of God shine forever."

The black-haired human noble smiled and responded lightly:

"Eliot Igor, Duke of Frost Maple Ridge, also wishes your farmers and craftsmen to be prosperous forever."

Although he had already predicted the identity of the young man, Grell Crow Yu was still a little shocked that an imperial duke was so powerful that he dared to lead the team to enter the dangerous place himself.

But Xiahou Yan was too lazy to care about the glasses Green Skin was thinking about what the hell was. He easily crossed his legs and smiled:

"Sir Envoy, I heard you want to see me-so I'm here."

Grel Crow nodded.

He knew very well that there was no need to be a false article when he came to this point, and the only thing both sides were concerned about was the most core issue.

So he said without hesitation:

"Duke Igor. Regarding the peace negotiations on the mediation of our country's dispute with the "Scourge" rebels, Mr. Chris Mann just proposed three peace conditions to us - I hope to discuss them with you for these three conditions."

"Please speak." Xiahou Yan waved his hand.

Grel Crow Yu saw with his eyes that when the young human noble waved his hand, the human guards standing around quietly retreated into the shadow, obviously not participating in the negotiations, but the top leaders of the territory on both sides did not move at all.

Ya Yu thought about the words and said with her monocle glasses:

"Duke Igor. Your first condition is to forgive the crimes of the rebellion of the "Scourge" and allow them to return to the west side of the Dust Mountains with you... I have to say that forgiveness of the traitor is not the usual style of our orcs. The most suitable destination for the traitors is always oil pans and deep pits - but now the situation is special, we are willing to make an exception and exchange mercy and tolerance for friendship in your territory."

"Very good." Xiahou Yan smiled, "Any life is equal and has the power to pursue freedom - I think your God of War will agree with this view."

Gray Crow Yu thought to himself, "You know a god of war," and continued:

"As for your second condition... you ask our Glorious Federation to cede the Tonggo Desert and Dan Azle's jurisdiction... IMHO, the Great Glorious Federation has never had a precedent for ceding land, and Dan Azle and the Orcs are eternal citizens of the Glorious Federation. We will never accept this unreasonable request."

Xiahou Yan shook his head:

"Is that? Unfortunately, this condition is the bottom line of peace we agree to. If you don't accept it, there is nothing to talk about. I hope you understand that Miss Malena of Dan Azle is mine... Well, good friend, Elder Hawthorne is my brother, and the sub-orcs have been suffering from unreasonable oppression of the Glorious Federation, and I hope to bring my talent for governance to the Copper Go Desert."

"Impossible." Grel Crow said firmly, "It is impossible to cede the land."

"You are so ugly." Xiahou Yan laughed, "Please don't understand this as 'cede land'... Let's say that, I hope to turn Dan Azle into a free trade zone jointly governed by Frost Maple Ridge and the Glorious Federation, or you understand it as Frost Maple Ridge sent to the embassy of the Glorious Federation, which doesn't matter. Dan Azle and Tonggo Desert will still be an indivisible territory of the Glorious Federation, but our Frost Maple Ridge only has jurisdiction for the time being - and we will pay rent."

Grell Crow Yu was a little confused.

"I think it is not a bad thing for maintaining such a neutral zone where the two tribes can communicate freely." Xiahou Yan blinked at the Chief Envoy, "No matter how many conflicts there are between the Empire and the Federation, we Shuangfengling still hope to maintain friendly and free trade and exchanges with all intelligent creatures - after all, if everyone fights their lives, how can we make money?"

Xiahou Yan thought about it, then shrugged:

"Anyway, your Glorious Federation cannot get much oil and water from the sub-orcs now, and the Tongge Desert is even a barren area where no grass grows - I can't see what damage this trade will cause to you."

The envoy of Grail Crow was silent for a moment, then waved his hand a little annoyed:

"This deal...I need to report to His Majesty the Great Chief to decide. Let's talk about your third condition of peace first-you demand a ceasefire between the Glorious Federation and the Human Empire in the North. I'll just say it, I'm delusional."

Xiahou Yan tilted his head and said nothing.

Grell Crow Yu said calmly:

"I can generously admit that the Glorious Federation is not willing to cause more trouble in the south now, and our kindness towards you is based on the conditions of war in the north! If the north is in arbitrage, our first thing is to go south and kill you without leaving any armor! Duke Igor, why do you think that just by your wonderful attack on the military advisor, the battle of fate between the two countries can be withdrawn? Do you know that the Glorious Federation has paid so much blood of warriors, how many gold coins, and how many civilian families have separated their wives and children in this war?!"

"Both man and beast have suffered heavy losses. Isn't this the meaning of peace?" Xiahou Yan laughed, "And please understand that the reason why I proposed a ceasefire is purely for your country!"

"Is it a ceasefire proposed for our country?" Greer Crow sneered, "This is really strange."

As a result, Xiahou Yan nodded seriously:

"Yes. After all, if you continue to fight, you will lose a lot."

Grell Crow almost laughed at these words.

"Dear Lord Elliot Igor, you may have been here for too long and have not received any news from the Northern Front..." Greer Crow sneered, "I'm afraid you don't know, so I'll report to you now-in the past two months, the northern main force of our Glorious Federation has launched six consecutive charges to the front line of the Imperially controlled Rising Crystal Canyon. The Imperial Eastern Army and the Central Army have suffered heavy losses. In the next charge at the end of this month, we are fully confident that we will tear open the Rising Crystal Canyon and knock on the gate of Yongri City. May I ask, the war has progressed so that the Empire is at its end. Why do you think the Glorious Federation will lose?"

Xiahou Yan smacked his lips, then looked out the window with a distant look and said slowly:

"Mr. Greer Crow Language Envoy, do you know what I like most about the Orc Army?"

Gray Crow Yu didn't understand why the other party changed the subject, but he still honestly responded:

“Which point?”

Xiahou Yan said sadly:

"That is, you orcs are different from those human soldiers - you are not like humans, they are on the battlefield for gold coins, for the coercion of the lord, and for the laws of the empire. The reason why you orcs fight is for noble faith and honor, which turns you into the most unforgiving warriors."

Gray Crow Yu straightened his chest and nodded:

"I agree. We orcs are a noble race."

Xiahou Yan smiled slightly and said:

"But because of this, you sometimes become particularly vulnerable - for example, when your soldiers and shamans of the Glorious Federation suddenly learned that the god of war they believed in was actually dead."

Grel Crow Yu suddenly froze in place.

"I believe that the orcs who have lost their faith have the ability to lose any war." Xiahou Yan said slowly, "and I also believe that the propaganda machines of the Empire and the Frost Fengling are enough to spread a deadly news - a truth about faith to the entire orc army in a short time. What do you think, the Crow Language Envoy?"

"They won't believe it." Greer Crow said coldly, "You have no evidence."

"Are you willing to take this risk?" Xiahou Yan smiled, "I often tell the students of Huangpo Military Academy that war is not just about soldiers, logistics, but also about information - and I think now, we tear off a piece of red cloth, so the party that has the advantage of information."

"Do you really think that a rumor can destroy our morale?" Grell Crow's voice became colder.

"No...I don't think we have to destroy your morale." Xiahou Yan grinned, "This is just another trump card I hold, and I think the value of this trump card should be enough for a three-month trump card - what do you think, the special envoy of the Crow Language? Moreover, I am on your side..."

Grel Crowyu had a cold face. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly chewed a hint of implicitness from the words of this young human aristocrat.

"You said, are you on our side?" Grell Crows asked slowly, "...what is the empire?"

"The Empire cut off my father." Xiahou Yan said concisely.

Grell Crow Yu was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"I need to report to His Majesty the Great Chief."

"Just write a letter and send Dongheng pigeons." Xiahou Yan leaned on the back of the chair and said, "I will wait, I have a lot of time."
Chapter completed!