When Grand Duke Li Taowen led his army into Wendaguan, he was so satisfied that he even temporarily forgot about the death of his younger brother.
Grand Duke Litawain, who was still on the defensive at first, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Tverul and asked with concern.
"House of Tweilur, how are your injuries?"
Tweilul shook his head and said with a strange expression: "Your Majesty, this is not the place to talk. Let's go to the Lord's Mansion!"
Grand Duke Li Tao Wen nodded.
The two of them walked towards the Lord's Mansion.
"Your Majesty, how many reinforcements have you brought? If it is too small, we should not go to reinforce the Principality of Jia'er. Some of the main forces of the Restoration Army have been severely damaged, but they still have a lot of troops in the Principality of Jia'er."
This is related to whether they can continue to obtain sufficient benefits in the Litowen Province in the future.
Grand Duke Litawen said with firm eyes: "No matter what, we must send troops to the Principality of Jiaer. This is not for us, but for the entire Five-Nation Alliance. As long as the Five-Nation Alliance can continue, sooner or later one day
Beyond Asia and Europe."
Tweerul, who had already received the news, cursed in his heart. At this time, he was still trying to make a big pie. No wonder he would eventually push himself to death.
He actually believed in the cake he drew, and whoever died would die if he didn't.
As soon as Tweilur and Grand Duke Litawen entered the Lord's Mansion, Mayne, who had been seriously injured, appeared in the military camp outside the city, along with the sixteen mentor-level masters who had surrendered to them. As soon as they appeared in the military camp, a fierce fighting broke out.
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But before the fight, they had already been isolated by a barrier.
The conference room of the Lord's Mansion of Wendaguan.
Aslan drank black tea quietly and waited for the arrival of Grand Duke Litawen.
"who are you?"
Grand Duke Litawen entered the conference room, looked at the man in black robe sitting on the main seat, asked with a gloomy face, and at the same time distanced himself from Tverul.
He was not stupid. After seeing the man in black robe, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately realized something was wrong.
"Hello, Grand Duke Litauin, please introduce yourself, Amuro Le Clement."
Grand Duke Litawen was shaken and turned around to look at Tverul, his father-in-law, the only subordinate he could trust now.
"Why?"
The original high-spiritedness disappeared without a trace, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Why, have I ever wronged you and your family?"
Tverul shook his head. It was Aslan who answered Grand Duke Litauin's question.
"There is an old saying in my hometown: He who understands the current affairs is a hero. It means that only those who can understand the trend of the times can become outstanding heroes."
Aslan gives the latest information on the Five Nations Alliance.
"The Five-Nation Alliance is over. Let me give you the latest news. The Principality of Zopton has fallen. Archduke Zopton committed suicide. The Principality of Pollinck has fallen. All the mentor-level experts and above in the country have been killed. The Principality of Wales is here.
If you are the last trapped beast to fight, it will only be a matter of time before you perish."
This piece of information has only been circulated among the three parties for the time being, because the Five-Nation Alliance was besieged in the middle, and the Federal Congress was still unaware of how quickly the Five-Nation Alliance had collapsed.
The Chil Republic, which is the weakest, is progressing the slowest and there is nothing that can be done about it.
Grand Duke Litaowen collapsed on the ground and shouted: "Impossible, this is impossible."
Aslan said: "Fifteen Grand Mentor-level experts were dispatched from the Great Forest of Lieton, and five were dispatched from the Principality of Asia."
A single piece of data completely defeated Grand Duke Litauwen's psychological defense.
The Principality of Bolinke and the Principality of Wells only have five great mentor-level experts left behind, and the Principality of Zopton is the weakest, with only one.
Facing a great mentor-level warrior several times his own, coupled with the sudden attack, there was no chance of survival.
Without the control of a powerful master at the Grand Mentor level, even guerrilla warfare is just a joke.
Among them, the Lidden Forest was the most ruthless, directly killing all the mentor-level experts from both countries, completely establishing the ferocious strength of the Lidden Forest in the Federation.
"Where is the Royal Family of Charles?" Grand Duke Litawen suddenly asked.
Aslan smiled slightly and said: "The main attack is in the direction of the main city of Jia'er. We have dispatched four powerful masters. The time should be almost the same. I will lead you here, but I don't want the soldiers to suffer heavy casualties."
Grand Duke Litawen took a deep breath, dusted off his body, his face returned to calm, and asked: "Your Excellency Amuro, if I choose to surrender now, will you accept it?"
Aslan shook his head and said straightforwardly: "No, I don't trust you."
Grand Duke Li Taowen asked: "What if I die?"
"Oh!" Aslan suddenly became interested and said, "Keep talking!"
Grand Duke Litauwin said very decisively: "I personally issued a nationwide surrender order and then committed suicide. I only have one request, that my family members should flee the Federation."
Aslan couldn't help but applaud.
"Very good! Very good. It seems that I still underestimated His Excellency Grand Duke Litawen."
The conference room was filled with Aslan's laughter, Arturia's face remained as usual, and she did not take Archduke Litawen's words seriously at all.
Tverul's face was gloomy and uncertain, but in the end, after considering that three of Grand Duke Litawen's five children had the blood of his family, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.
Tweilul stood up and said: "Lord Amuro, I have a suggestion."
Grand Duke Litawain glared at Tverul, as if to warn him not to talk nonsense.
"explain!"
"Among the five heirs of Grand Duke Li Taowen, three of them have the blood of the subordinate family. I am confident that they will not take revenge. I only need to kill the other two."
After Tweilul said the word "two people", he decisively shut up and did not continue talking.
Grand Duke Li Taowen's eyes almost burst out with fire.
Aslan couldn't help laughing.
Will I worry about revenge from a few half-grown men?
Are those boys the protagonists, the chosen ones?
However, Aslan also understands Tweilul's thoughts. When Grand Duke Litawen lets the royal family members flee, he will naturally take away a large amount of royal treasures. As long as the other two sons of Grand Duke Litawen are solved, all these properties will belong to him.
grandson.
With this wealth around him, his daughter and grandson can live a good life.
"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you."
Since Tweerul is so enthusiastic, let him handle this matter.
"Secure the province of Litauwen as soon as possible, there will be no problem!"
Tweerul understood that this was the exchange given by Aslan, and if things were handled as he expected, he must also give Aslan a satisfactory answer.
"do not worry!"
Tweilur took Grand Duke Litawen's shoulders and walked out of the conference room.
"Tweerul, you can't do this. If you do this, you will..."