As soon as Yue Feng said this, the thieves immediately became quiet and all stared at Yue Feng. Although they were determined to die, surviving was something they couldn't hope for.
The red-faced martial artist said: "A chance of survival? Is there anything you can do?"
Yue Feng said: "I think we can talk to the other party, maybe the other party will withdraw their troops because of this."
The thief suddenly smiled bitterly. What Yue Feng said immediately shattered all the hopes in the hearts of all the thieves.
The red-faced martial artist sighed and said: "Aren't you too naive? If you talk to the other party, the other party will retreat? The two major mercenary groups are here, vowing to destroy our three major bandits. Now we are going to fight.
If this is the case, how could the other side retreat?"
The thieves said: "Yes, how could the two major mercenary groups retreat? You are too naive."
Yue Feng said calmly: "We are all going to die anyway, so we might as well give it a try. If you give me the highest command authority, I am 20% sure that you can save your lives."
The thieves did not expect that Yue Feng actually said that he was still 20% sure of saving their lives. Under the current circumstances, even a 10% hope of saving their lives was a great hope for all the thieves. They all
I feel that Yue Feng is bragging.
Although the red-faced martial artist also believed in Yue Feng, but seeing Yue Feng's calm and composed look, he couldn't help but ask: "What are you going to do?"
Yue Feng said calmly: "Give me the command, and I will tell you what to do one by one."
Now the supreme command of the Tomahawk Band is in the hands of the red-faced martial artist. When this building is about to collapse and the ship is about to sink, this command can be said to be worthless.
The red-faced martial artist didn't care about the command. He thought for a while and said, "I can hand over the command to you, but if you want to play tricks, you may be cut into pieces in an instant."
Yue Feng said: "I know the importance."
The red-faced martial artist glanced at the other martial arts masters and said thoughtfully: "I will hand over the supreme command of our Tomahawk Band to Jiang Nan. What do you think?"
The martial artist with unibrowed eyebrows said: "A dead horse is a living horse doctor. Even if it doesn't succeed, we will die at the worst."
Several other martial arts masters also agreed to hand over the highest command to Yue Feng.
The red-faced martial artist made up his mind and said loudly: "Brothers, since this Jiang Nan claims to be 20% sure that the opponent will retreat, I will now announce that I will hand over the highest command to him. Do you have any objections?"
All the thieves responded with an indifferent attitude, saying they had no objection.
In fact, everyone knows that the current command power is virtual and empty, and there is no personal gain at all. If Yue Feng wants to use this command power for personal gain, the thieves will not care whether Yue Feng has the highest command power.
Of course, Yue Feng also knew this. He said loudly: "Since you trust me, I will take over the supreme command. Now brothers, listen to your orders..."
As soon as Yue Feng said this, everyone held their breath to hear what Yue Feng had in mind.
Yue Feng said loudly: "Everyone, shout in the direction of the mercenary group, Ivan has taken away all the gold and silver! Keep shouting until they hear it. In addition, I will send a few brothers to take these people away."
The sentence was written as a slogan and hung in front of the fort."
As soon as Yue Feng finished speaking, all the thieves booed.
"Damn it, this Jiang Nan is actually teasing us, kill him!"
"This is so childish!"
The red-faced martial artist was stunned for a moment, and then he understood everyone's intention. He gave Yue Feng a thumbs up and praised: "It's really a word that wakes up the dreamer."
The red-faced martial artist spoke to Yue Feng, and shouted to the thieves with a loud voice: "Who dares to say to kill Jiang Nan, I will kill him immediately, do as Jiang Nan said!"
The thieves are not stupid. After hearing the words of the red-faced martial artist, some sensible people understood Yue Feng's intention.
More and more people have suddenly discovered that this sentence may really have a life-saving effect.
As thieves, they know very well that killing is not the purpose, the purpose is to steal wealth.
As a mercenary group, killing thieves is not the purpose, it is also to collect protection fees from those businessmen.
Although the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group and the Doulong Mercenary Group are here to vent their anger and take revenge this time, if such a big battle is carried out, they will naturally injure the enemy a thousand and lose eight hundred to themselves. After the battle is over, if only a bunch of
Trading heads for trophies is a complete loss-making business.
The mercenary group is not that stupid. They must have thought that after destroying the bandit group, they would get the wealth accumulated by the bandit group.
But now that the Tomahawk Band's wealth has been taken away by Ivan and others, it has become an empty shell. This battle is useless to the mercenary group.
After the red-faced martial artist understood Yue Feng's intention, he was still a little puzzled and asked Yue Feng: "Although this is the truth, how can we make them believe it?"
Yue Feng said: "The only next step is to talk about it. Now get some animal skins, write on them the fact that Ivan and others have escaped from the secret passage with money, then tie them to ordinary arrows and crossbows and shoot them out to let the mercenaries
The regiment knows that we have no oil or water at all."
After everything went according to Yue Feng's arrangement, the mercenary group did not launch a single attack that day.
Everyone in the Tomahawk Band was suddenly full of hope, and they couldn't help but have more trust in Yue Feng. At this desperate moment, the person who could lead them out of the group's realm was worthy of their respect.
The red-faced martial artist thought rather depressedly: "Why didn't we think of this beforehand?"
This is actually a blind spot in thinking, and Yue Feng did not think of it at first.
The reason why Yue Feng thought of this at the end was because he had been thinking calmly about a question, which was why the two major mercenary groups were so desperate to attack the Tomahawk Thieves.
This can be said to be a completely loss-making deal. If the opponent uses a magic core cannon, it will consume ten thousand taels of gold once the cannon is fired. In one attack, at least more than ten magic cores of the third-level magic beast will be consumed.
One magic core costs about 200,000 gold coins.
One attack by the two major mercenary groups costs three to five million gold coins. Are they really that willing?
Moreover, after the Tomahawk Band and other bandits were wiped out, it would be difficult for the thieves in this area to recover for a long time. This meant that the mercenary group had no business in this area for a long time.
Yue Feng couldn't figure out why the two major mercenary groups were keen on doing this kind of loss-making business. Although the two major mercenary groups claimed to be for revenge, the nature of the mercenary groups was to fight for money. To vent their anger,
And spending tens of millions of gold coins is really unjustifiable.
After thinking about it for a few days, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Yue Feng's mind, and he finally understood the true purpose of the two major mercenary groups.
The real purpose of these two mercenary groups is not for revenge, but for wealth.
Yue Feng guessed that the two mercenary groups wanted to rob the thieves' property, so they attacked the Tomahawk Thieves' lair at all costs. They believed that once they broke through the thieves' lair, everything they had paid would be rewarded.
However, the Tomahawk Band's money has been swept away by Ivan and others. The two mercenary groups don't know that they may get nothing in the end despite their crazy efforts.
Yue Feng guessed that passing the news of Ivan and others' escape with money to the two major mercenary groups would bring about some changes in the war situation.
Of course, all this is based on Yue Feng's guesses, and he doesn't have much confidence. He said he was only 20% sure about the thief. It's not that he was low-key, but that he didn't have much confidence before getting feedback from the other party.
hope.
The temporary truce between the two major mercenary groups confirmed that Yue Feng's guess was correct. He felt that the possibility of things developing according to his ideas had increased to 30%.
The next day, the mercenary group still did not launch an attack, and Yue Feng felt that things had taken a significant turn for the better.
At this time, the news passed by the Tomahawk Bandits was fermenting among the two major mercenary groups.
In the iron-blooded mercenary group's camp, a blond middle-aged man who looked quite heroic was pacing back and forth in his large tent. After a while, he took out a fragment of animal skin in his hand and looked at it.
Look, an angry look suddenly appeared on his face.
This middle-aged man is Peter, the leader of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group. The fragment of animal skin in his hand was passed on by the Tomahawk Bandit. It says that the senior members of the Tomahawk Bandit have fled with their belongings.
News from the old nest.
This news is extremely bad news for Peter. This battle has reached this point. The Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group has consumed tens of thousands of gold coins in terms of magic cores and pensions for dozens of dead mercenaries.
It is also a considerable loss.
However, after fighting for a long time, news came that Ivan and other senior officials of the Tomahawk Thieves had swept away all their wealth. If this news was true, then there would be no point in continuing this battle.
"I think we should continue the truce to confirm the authenticity of this news. If this news is true, if we win, the reward we get is just a pile of bloody heads."
The speaker was a fat, silver-haired middle-aged man, he was Mala, the leader of the Dragon Fighting Mercenary Group.
Peter said: "But how to confirm the authenticity of this news? The bandits may have released false news to gain a breathing space. Now that we have a truce, it just gives them a chance."
Mara smiled bitterly and said: "There is no other way. If we continue to fight, our two families will spend at least 30 million gold coins and nearly a hundred people will die. It will take us several years to earn back this loss."
Peter said: "But the battle has reached this point, how could we give up? Didn't we agree at the beginning that we must destroy these three thieves?"
Mara said: "If the three thieves hadn't gone too far this time, I wouldn't want to destroy these three thieves at all. If we wipe out all the thieves, those businessmen will definitely be grateful to us, but their
Money won’t say thank you to us.”
Peter said: "Since we have decided to destroy the three major bandits, let's continue to implement the plan according to the plan. We will finish the battle with the Tomahawk Bandit Group."
Mara said: "But the original plan to destroy the three major bandits was based on destroying the bandits and plundering their wealth. If the news about the Tomahawk Band is true, in addition to helping
The businessmen have done a good deed, and what can we gain?"
Peter sighed and said: "It seems that the key now is to confirm the authenticity of the news about the Tomahawk Bandits as soon as possible."
Mara thought for a while and said: "Peter, I think this news is at least 50% credible."
Peter said: "50% credibility?"
Mara said: "Do you remember that a few days ago, I told you that a martial artist and more than ten warriors from our Dragon Fighting Mercenary Group were killed over there in the Dark Green Valley?"
Peter thought for a while and said: "I remember, that was the night when we just surrounded the Tomahawk Regiment's lair."
At this point, Peter had already realized something.