"Ask him to rebuke the undead and lower the cost of hiring the undead. What did he do?"
"If he can't do such a small thing well, he will be executed when he comes back!"
In the palace, the rat-man emperor waved a piece of animal skin paper and roared loudly.
He received a letter from the city-state of Ilmaha, which was sent to him by Delcha. He originally thought it would be good news, but unexpectedly it was bad news. This made the Rat Man Emperor feel very bad.
After Delcha set off, the elders and nobles had no intention of stopping. They continued to jump up and down, joining forces vertically and horizontally, trying to force him, the rat king, to issue an order to expel the undead.
How do those elders and nobles who rely on their family power and have never been on the battlefield to eat their corpses know the current situation of the rat people.
They always focus on their own immediate interests and never think about the consequences that the entire rat race will have as a result of their actions.
Without the restraints of the undead, a large number of infected people will attack the rat city-states frantically, and then every rat city-state will fall.
The Skaven's power will be reduced, and legions and civilians will be killed by the infected.
Of course, these are not considered by the rat elders and nobles.
I'm afraid they are eager for this.
The city-state was captured and the legions and civilians were killed. This was never a bad thing for the elders and high-ranking nobles.
When a city-state falls, the merchants and nobles in the city-state will flee with their belongings. At that time, the families of these elders and nobles will be able to collect all these resources into their own hands through various means and plunder.
Commoners who escape from the city-state are also a feast. They will become refugees because they are homeless, and will be collected by the elders and nobles, becoming slave ratmen and sold as commodities.
And when the Legion is killed by the infected, there are also many benefits.
Ratman legions are often city-state legions, and ratman nobles often have private soldiers. If the city-state legions die in battle, it means that the power of the royal family is weakened, but the noble private soldiers are not damaged.
Big rights.
The real intention of the elders and nobles is that it is best for this battle to continue and continue within a controllable range.
Do you think I don't know?
The Rat King would sneer every time he thought about their little thoughts.
As someone who was fought out from many rat princes, the rat emperor was not an incompetent person. The little thoughts of the elders and nobles could not be hidden from his eyes at all.
It is simply impossible to let the undead evacuate.
On the contrary, it was the hiring costs. The emperor wanted to use this quarrel between the elders and the nobles to reduce the hiring costs of the undead.
This is beneficial to him, after all, most of the employment expenses go out from his side, and only a part goes out between the city-states.
After roaring for a while, the rat-man royal family finally calmed down, picked up their wine glasses and drank.
"Great Emperor, Ilmaha City State is sending an urgent message." The guard came in from outside, knelt down on one knee, and reported to the Rat Man Emperor.
Um?
Is it another letter from Ilmaha, or an urgent message? Is there something wrong over there?
"Let the messenger come in." The Rat Man Emperor sat down and said to the guard.
"Yes." The guard stood up and walked away backwards.
Soon, a messenger hurriedly walked in from outside, knelt down in front of the rat emperor, and said loudly, "Respected and great rat emperor, messenger Ilmaha offers you my loyalty and dedication.
Sincere respect.”
The Rat Man Emperor waved his hand, signaling the messenger not to talk so much nonsense, "Where's the letter?"
The messenger took out a sealed wooden tube from his arms and presented it with both hands.
The attendant took the wooden tube, looked through it carefully, and rubbed the wooden tube with his palm to make sure that there was no poison on it, and then presented it to the Rat King.
The emperor grabbed the wooden tube, checked the seal, and saw no sign of opening. Then he picked up a knife and opened the seal, and poured out a piece of animal skin paper.
After unfolding the animal skin paper and taking a few glances at it, his brows furrowed and anger began to rise.
"Damn Delcha, damned trolls, damned undead!"
He cursed fiercely, and the attendants around him lowered their heads, as if they couldn't hear or see.
Three times.
Not only did the cost of hiring the undead not decrease, but it actually increased three times.
This is adding salt to the wound and adding insult to injury!
The area of the animal skin paper was limited, so Delcha could not record the entire process of the meeting of the three tribes, but only selected the key points.
The general meaning is that when he was negotiating with the Undead, the Troll Prince came to cause trouble, causing the employment price to be tripled. If the price was not tripled, the Undead would cut off cooperation with the Ratmen and no longer supply the Ratmen.
Army of the Undead.
The Rat King doesn't want to pay attention to this matter, but if the supply of the undead army is stopped, he will be the one to bear the consequences in the end!
Damn trolls, what the hell have you done?!
"Send someone to Ilmaha. I want to know exactly what happened!" The rat-man emperor suppressed the urge to kill and spat out a voice from between his teeth.
…
"Happy cooperation, Prince Gregory." Zhang Peng held Gregory's hand and said with a smile on his face.
A week has passed since the meeting of the three tribes. The troll tribe's supplies have been delivered to the Undead Territory and handed over to Zhang Peng.
The Trolls are quite far away from the Undead territory, and normal transportation of supplies would not be so fast.
In fact, long before the troll mission set off, the team transporting supplies had already set off.
The mission was traveling lightly and quickly, surpassing the transport team and arriving at the Undead tribe early.
According to the troll clan's estimation, it may take some time to negotiate.
Who knew that Delcha was also among the undead, which shortened the negotiation time significantly and was completed in one day.
Prince Gregory waited in the territory of the undead for a week before the transport team arrived belatedly.
After handing over the supplies to Zhang Peng, Zhang Peng immediately arranged for the undead army and asked Gregory to lead the team and return to the Trolls.
"City Master Zhang Peng, thank you to the Undead Clan for being willing to lend a helping hand to us. The Trolls will remember this friendship." Gregory said seriously.
He knew the current situation in the troll territory. Without the help of the undead clan, the troll clan would be exterminated soon.
Although in Zhang Peng's view, the trolls paid for supplies and he sent troops, it was a deal, but in Gregory's view, this was a life-saving grace.
Gregory left with an army of two million undead.
"Peng, is there still no news from the rat people? Delcha still hasn't decided how many undead he wants?" After watching Gregory leave, Li Ziyu walked to Zhang Peng, stood side by side with him, and asked softly.
"I didn't say anything. I don't know what the rat man is up to. I always feel that he is up to something." Zhang Peng thought of Delcha and rolled his eyes.
Look at those trolls, how easy it is to do business, they pay as soon as they are told, without any hesitation at all.
Looking at the Rat Man again, Mo Mo Chi said, one moment he said that two and a half times was too high, and the next moment he said that he had not yet decided how many troops to hire and was hesitant.
Gregory handed over all the supplies and left with the undead army. The Ratmen had not yet negotiated the matter.
"Go and ask, let's fight and leave as soon as possible." Li Ziyu's tone was light, with a hint of impatience.
"Okay, shall we go there now?" Zhang Peng asked.
"Well, there's nothing else to do anyway. Come on over and try to get it done today." Li Ziyu nodded.
The group of people turned around and left to see Delcha.
The meeting place was still the conference hall built by Li Ziyu during the meeting of the three tribes.
"Mr. Delcha, have you thought about it? Do you need to continue to hire our legion? How many do you plan to hire?" After the meeting, Zhang Peng didn't waste any words, lowered his eyelids slightly, and asked slowly.
When he arrived just now, Delcha had already received the news that the troll prince Gregory had left. The trolls had left, so he was not so excited. He said with a smile on his face, "I have thought about it."
"Oh? Then tell me how many legions you need?" Zhang Peng raised his head and asked in surprise.
"You undead seem to have made some small moves, City Lord Zhang Peng." Delqia leaned back on the chair and said playfully.
"Small move?" Zhang Peng was puzzled.
"Yes, City Lord Zhang Peng, don't you know what you have done? Why is there an unknown undead army in our rat tribe?" Delqia asked with a half-smile.
Zhang Peng was startled, his eyes blank.
Unknown undead army?
He glanced vaguely at Li Ziyu beside him, and found that Li Ziyu was also looking over with a surprised look on his face.
Not the undead sent by the boss?
"Mr. Delcha, I don't know what the unknown undead troops you are talking about are. The number of undead troops I sent to the noble territory is normal. Also, do you think I am so stupid? Under the premise that you did not pay more resources,
Will I send an army of undead out of nowhere?" Zhang Peng felt that Delcha was looking for trouble.
It's probably blowing him up.
The traditional craftsmanship of merchants.
Maybe the rat people don't know it yet, but the undead are the most loyal army. Without Li Ziyu's order, even he can't dispatch them.
He also said that there was an unknown undead army in his territory.
I am really thinking too much.
Now that the undead army is a hot commodity in the entire central area, can I still be so stupid that I am sent to the rat tribe territory to work for nothing even if I don't make any money?
It doesn't make sense at all.
"I didn't say it was the undead army hired by our rat tribe." Delchapi said with a smile.
"Oh? You mean, undead that are different from the undead army I sent over?" Zhang Peng narrowed his eyes and asked.
The vast majority of the undead hired by various races are soul-born bugs and armored bug-men, with a very small number of skeletal undead and black warriors mixed in. They are basically the same.
This was also the undead spirit that Li Ziyu left for him to use as a mercenary.
He wanted to send other types of undead, but he didn't have any.
"It's different, of course it's different. Those undead are much stronger than the undead you sent to us. They have different looks and stronger combat power. They can even directly transform infected people into undead. City Lord Zhang Peng, I'm afraid you have to give me
An explanation will do." Delcha said triumphantly, as if he had convinced Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng narrowed his eyes, stood up suddenly, and said to Delqia, "Mr. Delqia, I need to investigate, please wait a moment."
After saying that, he gave Li Ziyu and Liu Xingxing a look and hurriedly walked out.
Li Ziyu and Liu Xingxing also stood up and followed him out of the conference hall.
Delcha returned to his aristocratic appearance without any trace of eagerness. When he saw the three of them going out, he chuckled, reached out to take the fruit and wine glass from the conference table, and tasted them deliciously.
"Boss, what's going on?" After coming out, the eager look on Zhang Peng's face disappeared, and he looked at Li Ziyu in confusion and asked.
Li Ziyu shook his head, slapped his mouth, and said with the same puzzlement, "I don't know, I have never sent undead into the Ratman territory. I have not been idle during this period. I have spent very little time in the central area.
It's impossible to cause trouble for yourself."
Zhang Peng did not doubt what Li Ziyu said. They were together, and there was no way Li Ziyu could trick him. He then asked, "Boss, do you think there are other time travellers, who are of the same race as you and are undead?"
Li Ziyu touched his chin, thought for a while, and shook his head, "It shouldn't be."
Liu Xingxing asked anxiously from the side, "Why?"
Li Ziyu analyzed, "According to Delcha, the undead army has been noticed by the rat people, which means that their number will not be too small, right?"
Zhang Peng and Liu Xingxing nodded.
Seeing the two people nodding, Li Ziyu continued to analyze, "With so many undead, the traveler's mobile fortress will not be small, and we all know that the relationship between the rat people and the traveler is not good, and even the troops have been discovered, then
The mobile fortress will inevitably be discovered, which will inevitably trigger a battle, but Delcia did not mention this at all."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "If you think about it again, Delcha has hidden this, then they have a chance to catch an undead traveler, right? If they have an undead traveler in their hands,
The time-travelers don’t need us anymore, why are they renting an army from us? Just let the time-travelers help them create undead."
Makes sense.
But precisely because it makes sense, I am even more confused.
If it’s not a time traveler, then where did that undead army come from?
"The appearance is different, the fighting power is stronger, and it can also transform the undead..." Li Ziyu kept thinking.
Suddenly, he thought of something and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Zhang Peng realized that Li Ziyu had a clue and quickly asked, "Boss, what did you find?"
Li Ziyu gritted his teeth and said, "I seem to know what that team is about."
Liu Xingxing said anxiously, "Boss, tell me what's going on. I'm so anxious."
Li Ziyu was not in a hurry to tell the two of her thoughts, but said, "You guys wait a minute, I'll confirm it."
After saying that, his eyes became dull, as if there was something in front of him.
Zhang Peng and Liu Xingxing immediately realized that Li Ziyu was looking at the system.
Soul Network·Alien Undead
【Dark Skeleton, where are you?】
【wilderness!】
【more specific.】
【Wasteland, central area.】
[If you fight me again, be careful with your head.]
【……territory……】
[I'll give you another chance. Tell me carefully. I'm in the territory now. Why didn't I see you? 】
【……】
[Dark Skeleton, if you dare to deceive me, you are finished, I said so! 】
【...ratman territory...I was wrong.】
【Damn it, it really is you!】
Okay, the case is solved.
It's this guy called Dark Skeleton!
Oh, no, not just the dark skeletons, but also the tattooed skeletons.
But, it must have been prompted by the Dark Skeleton.
This guy is the worst.
The Violent Skeletons are the stupid ones, while the Constitution Skeletons, Speed Skeletons, and Power Skeletons are obedient and will not leave the undead territory at will without their own orders.
Only the Dark Skeleton guy is quick-thinking and out-of-the-box, always thinking of doing something and sneaking around quietly.
During this time, Li Ziyu was very busy and didn't take care of these guys.
He had thought before that this guy had been quiet recently and hadn't caused any trouble.
In the end, I didn't expect that it would be waiting for me here.
But there was no trouble, they were not in the Undead Territory at all, they went directly to the Ratman Territory.
You really can't relax against the Dark Skeleton guy.
As long as he relaxes, this guy will not take the right path.
Withdrawing from the soul network, Li Ziyu looked at Zhang Peng with a wry smile, "I know what happened, it's the tattooed bones and the others."