"No, no, it's easy to scrap the ship, but let us tauren commit suicide, absolutely not!" Ludy shook his head vigorously. According to his knowledge, it takes at least two to three hundred people to drive a starship.
Ten ships are thousands, and dozens are tens of thousands. If the remaining floating mountains were to be blown up, hundreds of cannon fodder ships would be needed, and that would be hundreds of thousands of people. How could he agree to it?
We must never agree and let humans find a way.
"I knew you wouldn't agree, this would be troublesome!" The second clone rubbed his bald head with a headache: "The cannon fodder ships in front of me all used prisoners of war, but now, I, Langya, am here
There are almost no enemies in the seventh plane, so where can we get prisoners of war?
Even if I can find it, it will probably take a lot of time. I'm not worried about it, I'm just afraid of delaying your production.
It’s rare that we two have such a bad temper, I can’t let you be punished by the Black Scale King, can I?”
"I'm not afraid of the Black Scale King's punishment, but it's really not good for wasting time?" Ludi, the calf-headed man, muttered to himself with a grimace on his face.
He didn't notice that the two eighth-level generals at the scene were already breathing heavily.
Lang Qi and Ba Hu, deputy commanders of the Burning Heaven Sect's Purgatory Army, clasped their hands tightly together in their sleeves, waiting for the calf head to say the most crucial words.
"We are in the camp, but there are still many prisoners of war who have been arranged to mine!"
Finally, under the expectant eyes of everyone, the little shaman Ludi said the most crucial words.
There are more than half a million prisoners in the tauren camp, and they usually spend their days digging underground.
Therefore, Lu Di did not know Lang Qi and Ba Hu.
What's more, these two were wearing Langya's military uniforms.
"Oh, if that's the case, that would save trouble!" The second avatar raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "As long as you blow up the floating mountain and dig some mines, it's useless to keep these prisoners of war.
I took some in earlier, and I planned to use them as cannon fodder. After all, our relationship with the second plane is not very good, and we don’t have much contact, as you know.
Let's do this, send the scrapped ship and prisoners of war as soon as possible, I will make some preparations, and in one month at the latest, we will set fire to the mountain!"
"Okay, this method is good, I think it can work!" Lang Qi suddenly stood up and agreed loudly with excitement.
A pair of dazzling eyes were astonishingly bright. He was defeated and captured this time. Although he had a strong backing, his father-in-law did not want to see him, so there was no guarantee that he would not be killed to serve as a warning to others and to boost the morale of the army.
The reason why he tried so hard to fawn over the second clone was not because he wanted to hug his thigh.
But it would be different if all the captured soldiers could be rescued. At least their lives could be saved if they returned home.
He surrendered relatively quickly at that time, so his numbers were relatively intact.
"sit down!"
The second clone glared dissatisfiedly, this idiot is so excited, isn't he afraid of being noticed?
Ba Hu pulled Lang Qi to his seat without saying a word.
"I ate too much in the afternoon, so why don't I move around?" Lang Qi said with a stern expression.
However, no one gave him a good look, so they could only shut up obediently.
"If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you do!"
The second clone muttered something in his mind and looked at the minotaur again.
Fortunately, the little shaman Ludi kept his head down and was thinking about something, so he didn't notice.
For a long time, amidst everyone's expectations, he nodded: "I'll go back and try. Whether it works or not, the teacher will make a decision."
"Okay, I'll wait for your news!" The second clone knew that at times like this, it couldn't show too much urgency.
He personally sent the tauren out of the camp, and secretly stuffed two space rings before saying goodbye: "A little note, for you and your teacher. After all, we will have to deal with each other frequently in the future.
Let me tell you privately that I, Chi Man, am very willing to do some business with your teacher."
"Oh, okay!" Lu Di was startled for a moment, then accepted it unnaturally, his little face turned a little red.
"General, do you think the tauren will agree to let me go?"
When the tauren team left and everyone returned to the camp gate, Lang Qi'an couldn't bear it and came closer.
"You kid, you have seen the world. Please be calmer when encountering problems in the future."
The second clone glared angrily: "There is a 60% chance of this happening, it just depends on whether the tauren can take this bait."
"General, if the tauren agree, do we really want to blow up the floating mountain for them?" Ba Hu frowned and asked.
His problem was obviously far longer than Lang Qi thought.
"Yes, I also have a headache?" The second clone nodded approvingly and said solemnly: "If you regret it, you will inevitably face the revenge of the tauren.
I'm not afraid of war. What I'm worried about is the loss of the base and the millions of prisoners of war in Blackscale City.
Once there is a stalemate, it will be difficult to win over people in the future."
After finishing speaking, he added in his mind that unless he could capture Black Scale City, he could snatch all the treasures inside.
"General, what I'm saying is that if, if the Floating Mountain is really burned again, will you give the ore to the tauren in exchange for the prisoners of war from Black Scale City?"
Walking into the office, Ba Hu, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again. When asked this question, Lang Qi, Huo Yi and Huo Er who were following behind all pricked up their ears.
Without giving the tauren ore, it will be difficult to rescue the prisoners of war in Blackscale City.
If you give the ore, you may be able to rescue some more.
But correspondingly, with sufficient floating stone mines, the Tauren can build more starships in a short period of time to reinforce the second-dimensional battlefield on the right.
This is a dilemma, not easy to choose.
"Let's take it one step at a time, the tauren hasn't agreed yet!"
The second clone replied softly and turned to look at Huo Yiyi who was following behind him: "You set off now and take your fleet back to the Gray Stone Base. Don't hide it and let the tauren outside see you leaving in a big way.
"
"General, the two Minotaur fleets are outside, why don't I leave at this time?" Huo was startled and almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
Outside the camp was an army of 300,000 tauren, two fleets, and a total of two hundred enemy starships.
Such a dangerous situation actually allowed him to leave with a hundred starships?
Not only him, but Ba Hu and others also changed their expressions.
Ba Hu said solemnly: "General, I know you want the tauren to let down their guard, but this is too risky."
"Execute it. Only in this way can the tauren believe it!"
The second clone sat on his chair and closed his eyes slightly: "If you want to achieve something, how can you not take some risks? Is there such a good thing in the world?"
"Follow the order!" Huo accepted the order with cupped fists.
"General, I finally surrender!" Ba Hu said with admiration on his face and held his fists tightly.
"Young Master, how about I follow the starship to the Gray Stone Base? If something happens, I can go back to the Burning Heaven Sect and report the news." Lang Qi swallowed hard and smeared it, his face turning pale.
The second avatar opened his eyes and said in a leisurely tone: "Do you believe that I will castrate you now and send you to the flower house in the Gray Stone Base to be the leader?"