The city-state of Buyirada, the underground city, and the Sayel Manor.
In the spacious reception room, Sayer was wearing an expensive, gorgeous and exquisite robe, with a smile on his face. He humbly said to the rat noble in front of him, "Sir, the city lord of the undead rat-dead border city has agreed to meet."
The rat noble in front of Sail came from the Rat Palace and was a member of the royal family. He was responsible for communicating with Sail and telling Sail the message that the emperor wanted to convey.
Hearing Sayer's words, the rat-man noble nodded with satisfaction, "Mr. Sayer, thank you very much for your contribution to the rat-people. You have done a good job. I will convey this news to the great emperor.
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After complimenting each other and chatting for a few more words, Sayer sent the rat nobles away.
After watching the rat nobles leave, the smile on Sayer's face disappeared and he looked in the direction of the palace in silence.
He came all the way from a street vendor in the border city-state of Ilmaha to the imperial capital. In a short period of time, he gained wealth and resources that most of the rat people had not been able to obtain for generations.
Everything is because he took refuge in the undead and signed a soul contract with the Lord of the Undead.
Regarding this, Sayer has never regretted it, and only has endless gratitude to the undead.
If there was a conflict between the rat people and the undead, and he was asked to choose a side, he would side with the undead without hesitation.
With his recent rapid rise, he holds a large amount of undead goods in his hands and is protected by the undead around him, which has caused many people to call him a rat traitor.
Sayer also knew that his actions were tantamount to treason.
But what does that matter?
He just wants to live and live better.
The Ratmen are sick, very sick.
The upper-class rat people have accumulated a lot of wealth and have fun every day. Their children are already winners in life as soon as they are born, standing at the end of most people.
The rat people can still give birth and can have many children at one time, which makes the upper class people need to constantly occupy more resources to maintain the family.
If things continue like this, there will be no way out for the lower class people.
Sayer's family says it all.
His ancestors have been working hard for generations, but all their efforts have only given him freedom.
The upward passage for the lower class people is almost cut off, and their hope is extremely slim.
He wants to live a better life, but there is no hope in the Ratmen themselves.
The appearance of the undead gave him an opportunity.
After staring at the palace for a long time, Sayer took a breath, turned around and went back to the house, muttering to himself, "Emperor, I hope you will not conflict with the undead. It is not the undead that needs to be changed, but ourselves."
He got the information about the last meeting of the Ratmen Council, knew the decision made by the emperor, and even knew that many elders and nobles were very dissatisfied with the undead.
This seemed very ridiculous to Sayre.
What do they think the undead are?
A vassal race of the Skaven?
The elders and nobles of the Council still did not see clearly that the undead are not a vassal race of the rat people, let alone a weak race. They are equal to the rat people.
The undead clan did not obtain territory through the help of the rat men, but relied on their own strength to conquer it!
The superior attitude of the Ratmen and the arrogance of the elders and nobles will eventually bring disaster to the Ratmen.
After the emperor knew that the undead agreed to communicate, he immediately began to make arrangements.
Initially, he planned to have the undead come to pay homage to Buyilada, the capital of the rat tribe, but this proposal was rejected by Zhang Peng on the grounds that the rat-dead border city was busy with affairs.
The Rat King was so angry that he didn't eat for two days, and roars could be heard from time to time in the palace.
"Who does he think he is, just a city lord, how dare he reject me!"
"Undead, arrogant race!"
"They ignored us and slapped the Rat Man in the face. We can't just let them go."
"Destroy them, I will destroy them!"
In the eyes of the Rat Man Emperor, letting Zhang Peng come to the city-state of Buyilada to give an audience was a great honor for the undead.
I thought that the undead tribe would agree excitedly, but unexpectedly, they refused without mercy.
This made the Rat Man Emperor feel that his majesty had been challenged.
If it were in the past, he would have called a meeting of elders to discuss sending troops to eliminate the undead tribe.
But the current situation does not allow it. They are already facing enemies from all aspects, including infected people, demons, rebels and other powerful tribes that are eyeing them. They cannot tolerate the addition of another undead tribe.
The advisors in the Royal Intelligence Group tried hard to calm down the emperor, communicated with Zhang Peng again, and finally decided to meet at the border between the rat people and the undead.
This is a result that everyone can accept.
After deciding on the place and time, the rat-man delegation set off from Buyirada, accompanied by Sail.
There is no way, the person who is most familiar with the undead among the rat people is Sail, and the undead give Sail face very much, so he must go and be present during the meeting.
A few days later, the border between the rat tribe's territory and the undead tribe's territory.
A temporary building was built between the borders for this meeting.
The building was built by the rat people. It used several beautifully carved stone pillars to support a shed roof with no shelter around it.
The rat tribe’s envoys and the undead tribe’s envoys arrived one after another.
People from both sides gathered in the temporary building.
As an envoy, the Ratmen are serious.
The people in the mission are all dressed in exquisite clothes. The fabrics of the clothes are exquisite. Expensive special dyes are used to draw patterns on them, and they are embellished with gems. Everything highlights one word - expensive!
On the other hand, the undead usually behave as they please. The only ones who can improve their appearance are probably the undead personal guards and the accompanying undead such as the black warriors and skeleton knights.
The leader of the rat-man envoy is Delcha, who is of serious rat-man royal blood, and is a rat-man aristocrat who is very particular about etiquette and appearance.
In order to show respect for the undead, Delcha only brought four nobles with him, one of whom was Sayil, and did not allow any rat warriors to enter the building.
The undead side also entered the scene, four people, and the one at the front was Zhang Peng, the city manager of the Rat Dead Border City.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking at the four undead people, Delcha frowned secretly. He felt that the undead were a little disrespectful. They did not wear gorgeous clothes for such an important meeting.
What he didn't notice was that Sayer saw the pupils of someone behind Zhang Peng shrink slightly.
Lord of the Dead...
Zhang Peng was in front, and among the people following him, one of them was actually the Lord of the Undead!
The three people accompanying Zhang Peng to this meeting were Li Ziyu, Liu Xingxing and Damenlevsky.
Sayer's hair stood on end.
He didn't expect that the Lord of the Undead would actually appear, without notifying him in advance.
Li Ziyu also saw Sayer, smiled at him, winked, and signaled him not to give birth randomly.
Sayer nodded imperceptibly and pursed his lips.
"Hahaha, good day, my undead friends, I am the messenger of the rat people, Delqia." When Zhang Peng and the others approached, Delqia immediately put a smile on his face, let out a hearty laugh, and stepped forward to greet him with open arms.
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"Hello, Mr. Delcha, the rat messenger. I am Zhang Peng, the city lord of the rat-dead border city." Zhang Peng showed nothing special about Delcha's enthusiasm. He still looked half-dead and responded calmly.
Delqia wanted to give Zhang Peng a hug. He had some understanding of human beings and knew that the normal greeting for both parties was a hug.
But when he came over with long arms, he found that Zhang Peng had no intention of hugging him, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Uh, hahaha, City Lord Zhang Peng, come on, let's go to the table and chat while we eat." Delcha temporarily changed his posture, and his open arms became a gesture of invitation, guiding Zhang Peng and the others towards the meeting.
table.
Zhang Peng nodded and followed Delcha towards the conference table.
Delcha clapped his hands as he walked, and a group of rat waiters carrying plates and wine bottles immediately came out from behind, placing fruits, juices, and drinks on the conference table.
When everyone was seated and the fruits were laid out, Delcha glanced around, looked at Zhang Peng and asked with a smile, "It's windy and sandy here. I wonder if City Master Zhang Peng would allow me to put down the gauze curtain?"
Meetings like this between the two clans are generally more cautious, and sometimes a single move can easily lead to misunderstanding.
The reason why the rat people built a building with open air on all sides was because they were afraid that someone would think too much about it, so they created an unobstructed environment.
Now that the envoys have met, it is natural that they need to be somewhat hidden.
"Oh, okay." Zhang Peng looked around. He didn't care if there was no wind, but the dust was indeed a bit heavy. It would be better to use a gauze curtain to block it.
With Zhang Peng's consent, Delqia waved to the Rat Man in the distance, and a waiter immediately ran over, put down the gauze curtains that had been installed, and surrounded the area.
The craftsmanship of this gauze curtain is very good. It is very thin and transparent. It can block the wind and dust and at the same time allow people to see the situation clearly. Even if there is danger, they can be aware of it immediately.
After the gauze curtain was lowered, the meeting officially began.
"Friends of the Undead Tribe, on behalf of our great and supreme Rat King, I offer you the wine of friendship." Delcha stood up, picked up the wine glass, and raised his glass to Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng and the others also stood up, picked up their wine glasses, and took a sip of wine.
As expected of a royal family, the drinks are indeed good.
The wine in the glass is a kind of fruit wine, sweet and sour with the aroma of wine, soft in the mouth, and the taste is surprisingly good.
Putting down the wine glasses, everyone sat down again.
"Mr. Delcha, according to the letter, you want to discuss the issue of mercenaries with us. I want to know what went wrong?" Zhang Peng asked drowsily with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.
The rat messenger wanted to keep it secret, so when he sent the message to Zhang Peng, he did not explain clearly what was going on.
But he couldn't stand that Sayer was an undead person, so he secretly told Zhang Peng what he knew.
Zhang Peng is asking this question just to seize the initiative.
He was telling Delcha, don't get too carried away with the fluff and nonsense, and just get down to business.
"City Master Zhang Peng speaks quickly and is very straightforward. I won't hide it, I will tell you directly. You undead mercenaries did a very bad job." The smile on Delcha's face disappeared and became serious. He raised his head slightly,
He said with a bit of arrogance.
Oh, that's interesting.
His expression changed, and he slapped his hat on him when he spoke.
This guy also knows how to negotiate.
Because Sayer had passed Feng before, Zhang Peng knew that the other party was here to ask questions.
"I don't think there is anything wrong with our undead. They are fighting on the front line, have they killed your people?" Zhang Peng leaned back on his chair, crossed his hands on his chest, and looked directly at Delcha and said.
"No, your mercenaries are not what you promised."
"They didn't do what we said they would do."
"The infected and demons are still raging in our Ratmen territory, but you undead failed to eliminate each other."
Delcha said with a serious face, dissatisfaction in his voice.
Zhang Peng picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with a sarcastic look on his face.
"What we said at the beginning was to help you clean up the infected and demons. We never told you that we would clean up the infected and demons."
"The undead troops I sent out fought in your rat-man territory and eliminated a large number of infected people. This is obvious to all. You have no right to tell me what we are wrong about."
"Mr. Delcia, you have to tell the truth."
Zhang Peng didn't hold back Delcha's intentions and responded directly.
"You undead collected our supplies but failed to clear away the infected and demons in our territory. This made the emperor very dissatisfied. You have to explain this and pay the price." Delcha narrowed his eyes.
"Oh? Then tell me, what explanation is needed and what price is needed?" Zhang Peng showed a half-smile expression on his face, and his eyes swept over Sayer's face.
Sayer was a little at a loss.
The news he received was that the emperor sent someone to warn the other party, but there was no mention of compensation or a price.
Li Ziyu glanced at Delcha, glanced at Sayer, turned to Zhang Peng's face, smacked his lips, and picked up the wine glass, looking like he was watching a good show.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Since the city lord asked, I will convey our meaning."
"First of all, you must publicly express your mistakes and write a letter acknowledging your mistakes, which I will convey to the Emperor."
"Of course, we are friends. This is just a process. After reading it, the Emperor will recognize your attitude of admitting your mistakes and will not pursue any further investigation."
"Secondly, by opening up a larger market, your goods will be taxed when they enter our territory."
"In addition to taxation, you should provide us with a batch of goods free of charge every year. The specific goods will be determined by us."
"Third, the undead's subsequent actions in our ratmen's territory, as well as the subsequent undead troops, can no longer charge us for resources and should serve us free of charge."
"At the same time, when we are in the ratman territory, the ownership of the undead troops should belong to us ratmen. We can freely mobilize the undead troops, and you are not allowed to interfere."
"With such three simple points, I believe City Lord Zhang Peng won't refuse to agree, right?"
Delcha said with a threat in his tone.
"Pfft...cough cough cough..."
Before Zhang Peng could say anything, Li Ziyu spurted out the wine he had just drank, laughing and coughing.
Delqia looked at Li Ziyu and saw a look of dissatisfaction on his face when he saw the drink he spurted out.
What's going on with this human being? It's so rude to spray wine on such an important occasion.
Zhang Peng also looked at Li Ziyu. Seeing this, Li Ziyu quickly waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry about himself and that you could just talk.
Good guy, what are the Ratmen doing?
The lion can no longer describe them even with its open mouth. This is really called a snake swallowing an elephant.
Let us apologize, give you tribute materials, and give you the command of the undead.
It's too bad to just say that the undead have been annexed.
How shameless.
Why didn't I notice before that the Rat Man was so crazy?
It's really good. I underestimated you.
"City Lord Zhang Peng, what do you think of our proposal?" Delcha looked away from Li Ziyu and asked Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng looked down, touched his chin and said, "I'll sit and watch."
"Pfft...hahaha..." This time it was not Li Ziyu who sprayed, but Liu Xingxing.
He was quite serious at first, but he didn't expect Zhang Peng to suddenly change his attitude, and he couldn't hold it back immediately.
Delqia was stunned for a moment, then realized what Zhang Peng meant after a moment of reaction. His face suddenly turned dark, he stood up abruptly, his tone mixed with anger, and said in a deep voice, "City Lord Zhang Peng, please pay attention to your words and deeds.
, you and I represent the undead and the rat people, this is not a place for you to joke!"
Zhang Peng raised his head, looked into Delcha's eyes, chuckled, and said with full mockery, "You still know that I represent the undead? Weren't you the one who made the joke first?"