Three days before the expiration of the three-month peace period.

A team of cavalry from the north, wearing white flags, came to the Hewan Territory and in front of the level in the canyon to the north.

“We are messengers from the grassland.”

An old man dressed as a mage and with a goatee, rode his horse out of the cavalry group, came to the bottom of the level, looked up at the soldiers who were staring at the wall, and smiled and said, "We come to visit the lords here with the will of peace. Please let us enter the level."

"Wait here!" A Huaxu warrior said coldly and turned around and came down from Guancheng.

This wait is just an hour.

And during this long wait, neither the old men nor the cavalry showed any impatience and seemed extremely patient.

The old man took this time to carefully observe the terrain of the level, the breath, equipment, and even the mental outlook of the soldiers, and secretly evaluated the strength of this territory in his heart.

Finally, a tall, deep breath and gorgeously dressed young man appeared above Guancheng.

As soon as he appeared, the soldiers in the city saluted him and said, "His Son of God."

It is Ouyang Jing.

He held the battlements with both hands, looked down at the old man below, and said in a deep voice: "I am the lord here. If you have any, just say it here."

The old man smiled and looked at Ouyang Jing on the top of the city, with a strange light flashing in his eyes: "Don't you invite us into the city?"

Ouyang Jing said lightly: "There is no need for that."

The old man's eyes flashed with strange light, and he looked at him carefully, as if he wanted to see him through, and said, "This is not a way to entertain guests."

"Can you be considered guests?" Ouyang Jing sneered: "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about, the so-called messengers?"

"Peace." The old man said leisurely: "We come with the will of peace."

Ouyang Jing grinned and laughed: "Do you think I will believe this?"

"Why don't you believe it?" the old man smiled and said, "Your territory, although the terrain is dangerous and the city is strong, easy to defend and difficult to attack, your soldiers are also considered strong and strong and well-equipped. However, our army went south this time and dispatched a total of 100,000 cavalry. These 100,000 troops are the guarantee of peace.

"As long as you announce your surrender and incorporate your territory into our army, you will not be able to mount a war and be harmonious. Otherwise... a hundred thousand troops will step by the iron hooves of your hard-working territory, and the territory you have worked hard to manage will probably turn into ruins."

"Oh." Ouyang Jing said lightly, saying, "Are you finished speaking?"

The old man said: "What should be said is almost done..."

"Then you might as well listen to what I said first." Ouyang Jing cut off his words, looked down at him, and said in a deep voice: "You destroy your altar and surrender to me, and I can save your lives. Otherwise, when the war comes, I will kill you all!"

"Let us surrender? Who gives you the confidence?"

The old man was stunned, then laughed and shook his head: "As the lord of this place, you only have the strength of the five-star initial level. How strong can your team be? How many war soldiers can you pull out in this territory? Just you dare to say such big words?"

Just now, the soldiers' voices of "His Son of God" and their respectful appearance of Ouyang Jing's freedom have made the old man sure that Ouyang Jing should be the real lord, not a substitute.

After confirming Ouyang Jing's identity, the old man's eyes shone brightly and carefully examined it, he was observing the depth of Ouyang Jing's strength.

Without deliberately restraining his breath, the old man had already seen that the strength of the "Son of God" and lord here was only five-star initial level. Even if there was something hidden, it would never exceed the five-star intermediate level.

Even the leader only got the first five-star level. You can imagine how strong his five-man team is.

As for the troops in this territory, the old man has absolute confidence. The troops in this territory are definitely not much larger.

Because there are a large number of taurens and centaur warriors above the Guancheng.

This shows that the lords of this territory are still maintaining a ridiculously "good" in the cycle of reincarnation. They did not use all the captured natives to sacrifice like they did, but instead tried to attract the natives and enhance their strength.

However, if you don’t make a large sacrifice, how could an army explode in a short period of time?

How could the indigenous people recruited sincerely submit in a short period of time?

After all, indigenous warriors are different from "our own people" who come to sacrifice and are absolutely loyal to them.

In the eyes of the old man, no matter how strong the indigenous soldiers are, they can only fight with the wind. Once there are heavy casualties and fierce battles, those indigenous people recruited will be afraid that people will be filled with their hearts and will be defeated in a hurry.

It is better to recruit indigenous people as soldiers and try hard to win people's hearts, but it may not be effective, and it is not willing to use indigenous people as sacrifices... This team of reincarnation people is ridiculously naive!

The team is limited in strength and insufficient in military strength, and there are also a large number of indigenous warriors who cannot guarantee loyalty...

Even if there is danger of mountains, rivers, and even if the soldiers under him are well-equipped and powerful elites, how could they stop the five-star reincarnation team led by their own five-star reincarnation team?

Therefore, the old man's "arrogant self-confidence" towards Ouyang Jing was particularly ridiculous.

"Are I talking big? You can try it?" Ouyang Jing waved his hand like a fly, and said proudly: "Get out, go back and tell your master that if you want to survive, you will surrender. If you want to die, just come and fight!"

"Very good." The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Ouyang Jing deeply, "We have given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it yourself. I hope that in the near future, before you die, don't regret it."

After saying that, he turned around and drove away with the cavalry.

"regret?"

Looking at the old man's back as he walked away, Ouyang Jing's arrogance suddenly disappeared, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Although I am the lord here, or even the initiator of this war... But who told you that during the plane war, the leader of the team will definitely be the strongest?"

He is simply the weakest member of the boss team.

Unfortunately, the old man took preconceptions and judged others by himself, and eventually brought back completely wrong information.

At noon that day.

A large cavalry army drove into the canyon north of the Hewan Territory. In the hilly area, a large area of ​​mountains and forests were transformed into open spaces. Based on the hilly terrain, they built camps with staggered levels.

At night, a camp that stretched for more than ten miles and stretched for more than twenty miles across the canyon and completely blocked the entrance of the valley.

Because he was in peace, Ouyang Jing could not interfere with the camp construction operation of the grassland legion.

However, they had no intention of interfering.

Long-term confrontation?

The Hewan territory, which has consolidated its foundation, isn’t afraid of plundering and not producing? It depends on the fact that the grassland legion is actually weak!
Chapter completed!