Everyone suddenly understands, how can they not understand this? Prepare gifts? In a year, I don’t even know whether the elves are there or not, so who should I give the gifts to?
What Linton said was to send the envoy back, and he also found an excuse that was difficult to refuse. It's just that you elves have been defeated so ugly and still have to carry it. Linton is helping you carry it, giving you enough face, look.
Can you still pull your own face down and ask for peace?
"I see, this was my mistake." Of course, Prime Minister Tyrard here immediately understood what Linton meant, and immediately stepped forward to cooperate, "It is true that we lacked etiquette in this matter. It is because I, the Prime Minister, did not consider it.
Zhou, I will prepare the mission and gifts right now. Please rest assured, Lord Sword Master, I will complete it as soon as possible, not within a year, but within ten months."
"Oh, you are the Prime Minister." Linton forgot about the person again. Although Tyrad looked familiar, he couldn't remember his name for a long time. "Well, I'll leave this matter to you. It's all
That's done. Is there anything else? Let's call it a night."
"Congratulations..."
"Wait!" The elf messenger here really couldn't wait any longer and shouted quickly, "Wait... Since we are already here, we don't need to worry too much about etiquette. Let's talk about the peace talks first.
.”
"No, how can you care about this?" Linton said with a smile, "The elves are a superior race, right? You have no objection to me saying that."
"Uh... um..." Although the elf messenger has noticed that something is wrong, he can't deny it, because if he doesn't admit it at this time, even if he talks about it, he will be drowned in the saliva of the people after he returns.
"So if you take the initiative to talk, wouldn't it be a mess between superiors and subordinates? Isn't that okay? If this gets out, it will be very embarrassing for both of us, right? So don't worry, go back and wait with peace of mind, we will organize a mission here immediately
It will be no problem if I personally go to your elves to negotiate peace." Linton said.
"But at this time..." the elf messenger said.
"I think one year is about the same. After all, our human race is weak in national power. We are not as good as your elves. The ground is full of treasures. We are poor. It will take so long to put together a gift that satisfies you.
The time that the Prime Minister said is ten months, I feel suspicious, but let’s see what he does, just wait and see.” Linton said.
"but……"
"Wait a minute, are you worried about what will happen to the elves in ten months? No, no, don't you think your great elves can't even last ten months? Think about it,
The elves are so great, how could the things you imagined happen? I am embarrassed to tell you your guess, because it is really a joke. The elves will last forever for thousands of generations, do you understand?" Linton said.
"Pfft..." The seventy-year-old Prime Minister Tyrade next to him couldn't help laughing.
"Master Sword Master, are you deliberately trying to embarrass us?" The elf messenger here was not a fool, so he lowered his voice and said.
"How do you say this? I haven't said a word of disrespect to the elves until now. But you, as the envoy of the elves, discuss the current situation on the premise that the elves will be exterminated within ten months. This is in itself disrespectful to the elves.
It's a blasphemy against your own race," Linton said.
"Sir Sword Master, your army is slaughtering our elven people wantonly on the battlefield. I can't see that you have any respect for the elves at all." The elf messenger also said directly.
"Hey, even if they are slaughtered like pigs and dogs, their souls are still noble, right? But what you are doing now is trampling on their noble souls. According to the peace you want to make now,
The elves are about to fall from the altar. So... do you want to die a noble death or live like a pig or a dog? Choose one." Linton stopped acting and said directly.
"you……"
"Choose one. The fate of the elves is now in your hands alone. If you want to talk, answer my question now." Linton said, "I advise you to think about it carefully, not only for the sake of
The living elves and the dead elves all died with proud souls. Once you try to survive, you and they will become pigs and dogs. The reputation of the dead should be carefully considered before you answer.
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This question really stopped the elf envoy directly, and he was speechless for a while. Although as the envoy of the envoy, he can represent the entire country during the mission, but this kind of decision that determines the fate of the entire clan,
It's not something he can take on alone.
For a time, this issue was no longer an issue in the previous peace talks. The elf envoy was not unaware, but the uncomfortable part was that Linton did not follow his ideas. Of course she knew that the elves were now at a disadvantage in the negotiations, but originally this kind of
Negotiation should also be a process in which both parties bargain and argue with each other. However, Linton immediately showed that he wanted to cancel the negotiation at the beginning, and then forced him to make a choice. This actually meant that if you don’t choose, I will cancel it directly.
I'll discuss the terms with you and give you a plan. You can decide whether to accept it or not.
"I...can't make the decision. This is not something I can decide." The momentum was too strong, and the elf messenger here obviously couldn't bear it.
"Can't you make the decision? Are the elves' envoys here to make fun of you?" Linton chuckled.
"I'm here for peace talks. What you said is not something I can decide at all." The elf messenger here probably cared a little about Linton's contemptuous laughter and said immediately.
"Then who can make this decision?" Linton asked.
"Such a matter can naturally be decided by our great Majesty the Queen." The elf messenger here immediately replied. She said this mainly because she felt that progress could not be made now. She was worried that Linton would continue to force her on previous issues.
, if she didn’t answer well, she might very well cause trouble for the entire clan. Now that she was a little confused by Linton, she happened to come up with the excuse of the Elf Queen to give them some relief.
To put it simply, it means that if you go back and ask the Queen, you can delay the negotiation process a little and give you time to think of a solution. Originally, negotiations are a tug-of-war process, but this ambassador is pretty good in this regard.
Relatively experienced.
However, Linton naturally didn't have time to spend on this kind of thing. He just wanted to play with the elves for a while to calm down his mood. Do you really want to negotiate with them? Linton just wanted to watch some jokes.
"Queen of elves, right?" Linton nodded slightly. Before the messenger here could react, Linton stretched out his hand and opened a portal directly next to him. Linton pulled towards it and grabbed him.
The elf queen Aryan.
At this time, the Elf Queen is still at the Laitina Fortress on the front line. This is really the last fortress of the elves. There has been no news from here about the situation in other cities outside. The last troops of the elves have retreated here.
After that, he was surrounded by a large army of humans, and now he is trapped here.
Of course, thanks to the fact that this fortress is really strong, the human commanders here also tried to attack several times, but they caused a lot of casualties on their side, and they just couldn't get in. The city was high and the walls were thick, so there was no attack.
Yeah, there's really nothing you can do.
Of course, the elves will definitely be trapped to death if they continue like this. There will be no supplies at all. Although the human army at the door is also very consumed, but if they can detach their troops to rob other elven cities, they will
There is really no way, and there is no news of reinforcements. It feels like waiting to die here.
Under such circumstances, the elves quickly sent out envoys to negotiate with the humans. Of course they were looking for Marshal Skram at the beginning, but Scram didn't want to have anything to do with them. The city couldn't be conquered.
He failed in his duties as a marshal. Besides, he has no right to stop the war. It's not like he won't fight if he says otherwise. You go to the Queen and tell him.
However, he still sent someone to deliver the elf delegation to a nearby teleportation array, which is what Linton saw now.
At this time, the elf queen Aryan was really anxious and had no choice. She had already looked for many reinforcements, but all the letters asking for help fell into the sea. No news came back. I don’t know whether it was because these people didn’t respond or whether it was because they didn’t respond.
The message being intercepted by the human race, she now only hopes it is the latter one.
However, in fact, the human race did not intercept so many messages. The fact is that no force dares to intervene now. This time, the human race’s army was too strong.
They defeated the elves and even the main city was gone. This was the effect that Linton wanted to scare the monkeys. Now they understood the powerful strength of the new empire that integrated the three human countries.
Under this situation, they can only express sympathy for the elves, but saving... is impossible. Not to mention that they don't want to offend the humans, just look at the current progress of the war, by the time they pull up the troops, the elves will probably be gone.
They also provoked a powerful enemy for nothing.
Aryan's expectations will eventually be in vain, but that's all she can hope for now. Although the human race has been under siege most of the time in the past few days, they will still launch attacks from time to time. It is not a full-scale attack, but it is equivalent to dragging down fatigue.
Although Aryan can also see through it, there is no way. There are many people in the human race and they can take turns to play. There are only so many of them, and they must go all out every time to block the attack.
Despair and fatigue had tortured the Elf Queen to a terrible state. However, just as she was frowning and thinking of a way, a hand suddenly appeared in the void, grabbed her fate's neck, and pulled her thousands of miles away.
The capital of the human empire.
This chapter has been completed!