Just when the celebration party was halfway through.
Suddenly someone came to report: "Your Majesty, something is wrong!"
"It seems that Daxia has sent reinforcements!"
What!?
As soon as these words came out, the entire banquet was shocked again.
The Siamese officials all had expressions of sincerity and fear. Every time Daxia sent troops, it was enough to scare them half to death.
Especially the Lord Harmony faction, at this time, stood up and criticized the high priest for not overestimating his capabilities.
You can trap the soldiers of Daxia for a while, but how can you trap them for the rest of their lives?
Facing the continuous hordes of Celestial armies, how many waves can you, a little priest, be able to withstand!?
After all, there are millions of lions in Daxia, which are so powerful that even the Western countries are very afraid of them, not to mention their small Siam?
"Your Majesty, for the sake of the present plan, we should release the trapped Daxia soldiers as soon as possible, so as not to completely anger the Daxia Kingdom. Then the consequences will not be something we can bear!"
"Yes, yes! Let's talk about peace! If we can withstand the previous wave, we are already qualified to be on the negotiating table. If we continue to fight, without external assistance, how can we resist the tiger and wolf forces of the Chinese dynasty?"
Nearby ministers requested orders one after another, and the voices for peace talks on the spot became increasingly intense.
"This..." For a moment, the king of Siam was also a little undecided.
Finally, he turned his attention to the high priest.
"Priest? What do you think? Are you still sure to fight again?"
Hearing this, the high priest, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.
He did not rush to answer, but asked: "What does the king mean?"
"Do you want to fight or make peace?"
this!?
The king did not expect that the high priest would kick the ball back again, and he would fall into conflict again.
Seeing the king's hesitation, the high priest continued: "The battlefield is changing rapidly, but if you want to win the battle, the general must be of one mind!"
"If your Majesty hesitates, no matter how much advantage you have, you will still lose everything!"
"And if your Majesty wants to fight to the death to defend the dignity of Siam, then I will fight to the end and do my best!"
The words of the high priest suddenly inspired the Siamese king's fighting spirit, and he came up with the idea of using a small thing to make a big difference.
After all, as the leader of a country, who wants to grovel and beg for surrender to other countries?
He also held a breath in his heart and also had the dream of a great country.
Immediately, the king stood up and threw his cup heavily to show his determination.
"Daxia bullies me, Siam, too much! Do you really think that Siam, I, is easy to bully?"
"The rabbit bites people when it's anxious, not to mention that I, Siamese, have outstanding people, and I have strange people like the high priest to rely on!"
"In this battle, I, Siam, will fight with the whole country to the end!"
"We must show off our style and momentum, let the whole world see it, my dignity of Siam cannot be trampled on!"
As he spoke, the King of Siam slashed the corner of the table with his sword and angrily scolded the ministers: "Whoever tries to make peace from now on will mess with the morale of our army and will be killed without mercy!"
Seeing this, the officials were as silent as a cicada and did not dare to say anything.
Immediately afterwards, the king walked towards the high priest and handed him his sword.
"High Priest!"
"You take my king's sword to supervise the battle and give orders! Anyone who dares not to cooperate will be killed with the sword!"
"We, Siamese, will use our whole country's strength to cooperate with you to resist foreign enemies!"
"I hope that our rulers and ministers will work together to defend against foreign enemies!"
