The Three Hundred and Thirty-First Scene Meeting of the Four Realms (II)
Under the dark sky not far away, the valley to the north of the fortress has undergone earth-shaking changes in just a few days. The originally desolate ridge is now covered with clusters of huge crystal clusters, too many to count. An army of crystal clusters
All over the valley, from time to time there are flying crystal clusters rising into the sky and hovering over the valley. When there are many of them, they can actually form a torrent in the sky.
The sharp chirping of the crystal clusters echoed in the valley, making the deafening noise that made the envoys from various countries change their expressions. There are not many people like them these days, and some people have even come here for the third or fourth time.
Observing the scene outside on the city wall, some people had experienced the battles in the past two days, and most of them looked worried.
"Gentlemen, this is the enemy that the Cruz people are facing now," Fiona Niedwin said to everyone standing on the city wall. "As most of you have guessed, they are the minions of the dusk. Facts
These minions have already defeated the Cruzes once when they were in the empire. With the help of this fortress, we were able to barely gain a foothold and stop their march south. I don't mean to take credit for this, but I am asking for your help, because
These are not the enemies of Cruz alone and his country; on the contrary, their purpose is to destroy our world and kill every one of us here."
"The Cruz people are not afraid of death. If necessary, we will fight here calmly to the last person. But after that, these monsters will cross the Alkash Mountains and destroy the Four Realms, the Silver Bay area and St. Osol.
Bringing the hinterland of the empire into your attack range. This is by no means alarmist, but something that is actually happening before your eyes. I would like to ask you to think carefully about this issue. Are you willing to repeat the mistakes of the empire, or are you willing to defeat the enemy before this happens?
Blocked outside the country?"
Little Niedervan's words caused a commotion in the crowd.
Envoys from various countries whispered to each other, and soon someone asked: "Thank you for the sacrifices made by the descendants of the King of Fire, but what do you need?"
"We need a lot, weapons, supplies and even soldiers, but we don't just need these. What we need is for everyone to unite and even re-realize the sacred covenant of the year."
"With all due respect, Mr. Niederwin, is our enemy really that strong? Does it require the entire civilized world to unite to fight it?"
Niedwin recognized that the speaker was an envoy from a small country to the east of White Mountain. The latter was a country that believed in the Temple of the Wind. However, this question should not have come from the instructions of the wind elves, but the latter's own question.
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He replied: "In fact, even if we unite together, all we have is the hope of victory."
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Although they all understood what the name Dragon of Dusk meant, after tens of millions of years, they had long forgotten the terrifying meaning represented by this name.
The most tragic war in their imagination was nothing more than the War of the Saints a thousand years ago. But in that war, the four sages also achieved victory. Although there are no more sages on the earth in this era, but
The strength of each mortal kingdom was far more powerful than the Black Iron people of that era.
And this time, the white-eyed people and the dragon tribe will also stand on their side.
But Niedwin's words dispelled most people's dreams. Although some people still had expressions of disbelief on their faces, they at least had an outline of the enemy they were about to face.
Some people want to retreat because of this, but most people know in their hearts that they have no choice but to retreat in this war.
At this time, someone from the Wind Elf envoy finally spoke: "The elves have no objection to this. But there is a problem. This fortress is so close to the border of the Wind Elf and far away from the traditional sphere of influence of you Cruz people. Now you temporarily occupy this fortress.
It is understandable that a fortress should be used against the crystal cluster, but when the elven reinforcements arrive, who should command this fortress?"
This sudden question made little Niedwin frown. However, he had already expected it and answered calmly: "I don't think this fortress belongs to anyone."
"what does that mean?"
"This fortress comes from the inheritance of ancient times. It can be said to be a common gift left by Lord Martha to all of us mortals. Therefore, it does not belong to any mortal country. But it also belongs to each of us here. In this war
, we will jointly use it to resist the invasion of foreign enemies. After the war, the Cruz people will withdraw from this fortress, and other countries should do the same. This will be a permanently neutral area. All countries can send scholars to inspect and
Research, but don’t allow troops to move in.”
Little Niedwin paused: "This is also the opinion of the original owner here."
"The original owner of this place?"
"It is Mr. Tumen."
This sentence made all those who still had objections subconsciously shut their mouths.
However, Little Niedwin understood that this was just the beginning, and others might not agree with this proposal. Even if the Tower of Babel was just a remaining ruin, it was also an endless treasure house.
But this proposal is beneficial to the wind elves. Even if it is designated as a permanent neutral area, no one can deny the fact that it is geographically closer to the elves of Saint Osol.
Little Nidwin thought that perhaps this would prompt the sylphs to support his proposal.
Thinking of this, he raised his head and glanced at a tower in the distance.
In the tower, two old men were talking.
They were also looking away from the distant city wall, and the reactions of the elves of Saint Osol and the envoys from other countries were not much beyond their expectations.
"It seems to be going well on the surface, but it is only on the surface. As Lord Tumen expected, the elves of St. Osol still lack trust in us. This has not yet involved the details. I am afraid that what will happen next
The negotiations will be more difficult than imagined."
"The reaction of the elves was not beyond my expectation, but I noticed something interesting. I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as you and I saw."
The old former prime minister of the empire was silent for a moment before he slowly answered.
"Oh?" Vara seemed a little surprised. He knew very well how sharp the eyes of the old man in front of him were. In a sense, the two of them once stood in different camps. But in the heyday of this old man, at that time,
He doesn't deserve to be compared to him at all.
That was the era of his teacher, but at that time, his teacher was just a defeated general of the old man in front of him.
"One of the hunter siblings who has high hopes for Lord Tumen is in this envoy, but when the elves spoke just now, they did not seek his opinion. This is either because they have reached an agreement in advance, or there is something else.
Hidden secrets."
"Are you saying that the hunter siblings who have high hopes for Lord Tumen are probably not really in control of the situation in St. Osol?"
"There is only such a possibility, Mr. Great Holy See, but the possibility is very high, because even if the elves have reached an agreement with their 'new king' in advance, they will at least show proper respect before speaking.
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Old Niedwin shook his head: "At the moment, it seems that rather than saying that the entourage of the elf envoy is that gentleman's entourage, it is more appropriate to say that they are monitors."
"The domestic political struggle among the Saint Osol elves is no easier than ours. Back then, we interfered in the civil strife between the Sun, Moon and Star clans, which led to the enmity between the two countries. Just by holding the Lord Saint Osol in hand, the two siblings
It is indeed too difficult to regain a country with just a token, unless the siblings themselves are also skillful politicians."
Vala shook his head when he heard this. That was too difficult. He asked about the origins of the two siblings. They were just from a very ordinary Orion family in Lantonilan. It was hard to tell whether people from this background were educated.
It is even more impossible to become a brilliant politician.
"In other words, it is more likely that they are puppets." He replied: "It is a pity that Mr. Tumen still has high hopes for these two siblings."
"Perhaps Mr. Tumen's instructions are not necessarily correct."
Old Niedervan replied calmly.
The next development of things was exactly as expected by the old prime minister. The progress of the Four Realms Conference was really unsatisfactory. Each country had its own plans on this issue. In the early days of the conference, the elves of St. Osol surrounded the fortress.
The issue of ownership has been subject to repeated tug-of-war.
What is reflected in the ownership of the fortress is essentially the ownership of the coalition command. On this issue, even the Cruz people did not dare to make any concessions. The meeting fell into a difficult stalemate after the initial flourish.
stage.
But even so, the elves still sent an army to join the battle against the crystal cluster before November as promised. At the same time, in the south of the Four Realms, the elves army also signed an armistice agreement with the Cruz people, allowing the Cruz people to
For the first time, this fortress received assistance from the Red Legion from the south.
Against this background, the fortress was able to survive the siege of the crystal cluster army. However, as time went by, more and more people realized that the crystal cluster army in the northern mountains of the Alkhash Mountains was approaching.
A larger-scale action is brewing.
With the continuous mobilization of the crystal cluster army, the number of flying seed clusters and nightmare insects hovering over the fortress is increasing, and the conspiracy hidden behind seems to be a dark cloud hanging over everyone's mind.
Under such depressing negotiations, the elves relaxed slightly and made the final concession on the issue of command. But it was at this time that the undead army led by Queen Madara finally arrived in the south of the White Mountains and dispatched
Envoys were sent to participate in this peace conference.
