The tense atmosphere lasted for a long time, and the Black Wolf King finally sat back on the chair. Although he had never fought against Reggie, he had heard about the power of muskets. Since Reggie dared to come to Sirius City, he would leave alive.
Be sure, it is really not a wise choice to fight him here.
The awkward welcome ceremony was over. Reggie took out the map and started talking about the topic. As with his previous request, Reggie wanted to open a corridor to the west coast, but this time he would not trade the White Wolf King's land with the other party.
, because he knew that it was impossible for both parties to solve the problem peacefully.
Sure enough, before the king could speak, the Black Wolf King categorically rejected Reggie's request: "The land of the Benlang Kingdom belongs to the Benlang people, and you can't even take an inch of it. The White Wolf King is dead, and his territory will belong to us."
King, if you still want to see your Shattered Snow Kingdom, take your people and get out of the werewolf land immediately!"
Reggie sighed and said to the king: "The White Wolf King is really alive..."
"I said he is dead, he is dead!" the Black Wolf King gritted his teeth, "I will give you one day to take your people and disappear from the territory of the royal capital immediately, otherwise I will throw your body into the
In sheep dung.”
"Speaking of sheep manure," Reggie slapped his nose, "it smells just like you."
Iron Skull laughed again, and Reggie ignored the furious Black Wolf King, his eyes always staying on the king.
"Your Majesty Asalon, do you really not want to agree to my conditions?" Reggie wanted to give him one last chance. "As long as you nod, I will send you 20,000 gold coins and 10 million pounds of grain.
"
The king was silent for a long time, shook his head and said: "I will not sell my land for gold coins and food."
"Your land?" Even Reggie felt sad for him, "Are you worried that gold coins and food will be taken away by others?"
Reggie once again hit the mark on the king's pain. This country has no land that belongs to him, and even his palace, everything belongs to the Black Wolf King. The Black Wolf King can sit on his throne at any time, and can even sleep on it at any time.
His bed, even with his queen lying on his bed, and he really did this.
No matter what price Reggie offered, it had nothing to do with him. Even if Reggie gave him 10 million gold coins, he couldn't take away any of them.
"If you don't want gold coins, I can give you something else, something that no one can take away." Reggie wanted to give the king a hint.
It's a pity that the king didn't understand Reggie's hint: "You go! Leave my kingdom immediately! Nothing can be exchanged for my land!"
The Black Wolf King laughed loudly and said, "Did you hear that? Get out of here!"
Reggie drank all the wine in the glass and left the palace angrily. A king who was so cowardly that he completely lost his sense of resistance, even the reincarnation of the gods could not save him.
On the way to the camp, Modesa wiped cold sweat and said: "Can you take a look at the situation when you are pretending? There are only twenty of us, and there are hundreds of guards of the king and the Black Wolf King!"
Reggie sneered: "Until now, you still don't understand the etiquette between nobles. I have eaten their salt and bread and am their distinguished guest. If they attack me, they will be ridiculed by everyone!"
Modesa looked at Reggie with dumbfounded eyes, and said in astonishment for a long time: "Is this the reason why you are pretending to be cool? When did the Werewolves ever care about etiquette? When did they ever care about other people's ridicule?"
"Then why don't they dare to take action?"
"That's because they were frightened by the muskets!"
…
Back in the camp, Reggie began to formulate a battle plan. A battle in the royal capital was inevitable, but it would be a good gain if he could deal with the Black Wolf King here.
The only disadvantage was that the royal capital was built on a hill, which gave Reggie an obvious disadvantage on the terrain. The power of the cavalry swooping down was very terrifying. For safety reasons, Reggie moved the camp back twenty miles and asked Nata to
Li always monitors the movements of the royal capital.
Reggie spent an afternoon formulating a battle plan. If the opponent did not attack tonight, he would ask Natalie to launch an air strike early tomorrow morning. Before the capital was flattened, the opponent would definitely launch a counterattack. As long as
When the enemy rushes down the hill, Reggie can wait for work and use guns and cannons to consume the opponent's vitality.
The combat plan is simple and effective, but now we can only pray that nothing will happen tonight. Night combat is the nemesis of long-range weapons, especially in the vast wilderness. Regardless of air strikes or ground combat, Reggie's advantage will be greatly reduced.
With a worried heart, Reggie struggled to fall asleep late at night, but not long after he fell asleep, the guards suddenly broke into the camp in a panic, scaring Reggie so much that he almost peed his pants.
"Sir, the enemy is coming!"
"They came so soon! Where are they?"
"We've arrived at our camp!"
"How is this possible!" Reggie hurriedly put on his shirt, "How many people have come!"
"one person."
"A...who?"
"A dirty man, he said he was the messenger of King Benlang."
Reggie blinked and said to the guard: "Go and call him in before I want to beat you up."
"He was really dirty. I wanted him to change his clothes, but he wouldn't let me touch him..."
"I said I don't want to beat you, tell him to come in!"
When the man came in, Reggie immediately regretted it. Not only was he very dirty, but he was also very smelly. The smell made Reggie's hands and feet feel cold and he felt dizzy.
The other person was wearing a robe and a huge hood. Reggie couldn't see his face, but could only see the indescribable mush all over his body.
"Are you the messenger of King Benlang?"
"That's right." The other party's voice sounded familiar.
Reggie was startled. He tried to control his breathing, kept an appropriate distance from the other party, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Assalon Wolfe, the seventh king of the Wolf Kingdom." The other party took off his hood. There was an unknown yellow liquid hanging on his hair, and there were some unknown creatures crawling on it.
Reggie never imagined that the king of Benlang Kingdom would come to his camp alone in the middle of the night. It seemed that he was not as cowardly as he thought.
"It turns out to be His Majesty Asalon. This is really..." Reggie didn't know what to say.
"This is really unexpected. When I revealed my identity, even I thought it was a kind of irony. In your eyes, the king of Benlang Kingdom is just a worthless maggot. Now this maggot has grown from a manure-filled house
It swam out of the ditch and stood in front of you, begging for your help."
"How do you want me to help you?"
"Tell me first, what do you mean by those things that cannot be taken away?"
Reggie smiled, and it seemed that the king understood his hint.
"That depends on what you want."
"What I want is the power and dignity of a king."
"I guess you have found the right person," Reggie nodded, "I can give you these two things."
Asalon said: "I can give you the corridor you want, provided that I can truly become the master of Benlang Kingdom."