Ding Meng's glance made the young general feel a little guilty. Everyone had fought on the battlefield. Once he saw Ding Meng's deep and cold gaze, the young general knew that the other party was not as simple as he seemed on the surface.
In this regard, the Frogman Kingdom is the same as the Noxing Empire, advocating the strong and martial arts, and only those with strong fists are qualified to speak.
The young general seemed to be about to walk out of the queue, but Layton held out his hand to stop him.
"Mr. Ding, what's your problem?" Layton looked at Ding Meng with interest.
After all, he is the commander of the group army, and his vision is more vicious than ordinary people. The Immortal Yuan of the Devouring Realm later invited a human race to serve as his attaché. There must be some explanation for this.
Ding Meng said: "The invitation received by Queen Xianyuan was sent by the commander in the name of your motherland."
Layton's eyes kept changing color: "Is there any problem?"
Ding Meng said: "If the Mother Mother doesn't come out to speak out, what's the use of us discussing it for a while?"
Leighton smiled. The frog people's smiles have a special characteristic. They open their bloody mouth so wide that it feels like they want to swallow you.
"Then let me ask you, it is Queen Xianyuan that the mother invited. Has the queen come?" Leighton asked in return.
Ding Meng said: "At least Queen Xianyuan sent an envoy here."
Leiton said: "Since Sect Master Leng can represent the queen, I can also represent the mother body."
Ding Meng said: "Well, since the commander is so confident, we are not afraid to speak openly."
Layton nodded: "I'm all ears!"
Ding Meng said: "I don't think we need to discuss the matter of attacking the United Fleet!"
The crowd was in an uproar again. What are you talking about?
Ding Meng stared at Leighton and said: "Because the commander himself also knows that the combined fleet cannot be defeated in a frontal attack. The key reason lies in the word "joint".
The United Fleet means the alliance of the federal empire. No matter how brave and brave your frog army is, you cannot use the army of one country to withstand the power of two countries. If you can, it will take three years.
A counterattack was launched long ago.
From a strategic point of view, counterattack is definitely not the best strategy, and you can't shake them. After all, they are an interstellar fleet with high technological content.
Leiton said: "That makes sense!"
Ding Meng continued: "As far as I know, the commander's small troops are constantly infiltrating the blockade defense line. Unfortunately, no one has come back alive, and there is no news feedback. These frog clan masters are probably dead."
Layton said calmly: "These are no secrets!"
Ding Meng said: "Commander, do you want to know the reason?"
Layton's expression finally became more serious: "Please speak!"
Ding Meng said: "Over the years, the empire's senior officials have obtained a batch of new energy sources, and the strength of the top experts has increased a lot. That's why the empire dares to send large-scale troops to the Wochu Galaxy. Wenyang has calculated that you will send a small group of elites.
If the troops infiltrate, the result will be that they will never return."
Layton finally showed a hint of surprise, and the generals behind him were also talking about it.
Ding Meng said: "The commander has no cards available now, right? So he thought of asking for assistance from other countries. Unfortunately, the Steelmane Empire is a bit small and cannot provide any substantial help."
Jun Tian suddenly blushed. They had suffered losses at the hands of Ding Meng, and at the same time they also knew that what Ding Meng said was the truth.
Ding Meng's eyes fell on Zhong Yu: "Mr. Zhong must not want to confront the federal empire, right? They are all people who lick their blood in outer space to survive. Which country's top leaders dare to offend?"
Zhong Yu showed an apologetic expression: "Ashamed!"
Leiton stared at Ding Meng: "Then I wonder if Queen Xianyuan has any better views on the current situation?"
Ding Meng said leisurely: "There are many opinions, but there are no methods!"
These words made a group of frog generals very angry. What do you mean by this? Do you stand by and watch? Or do you watch the fire from the other side?
The young general couldn't help it anymore: "Ding, our frogman country is close to your predatory world. You should know that we are in a close relationship. Our front line has retreated, and you have to face the pressure of the federation."
increase."
Ding Meng replied nonchalantly: "I know, but I also know that the Holy Glory Federation will not attack our Devouring World."
The young general asked: "Why do you think so?"
Ding Meng smiled: "This is not a hundred years ago. Is there anything worth coveting in the Federation in our Devouring World? For the same reason, our Devouring World will not send troops to Thousand Sail Stars. There is nothing valuable in the Leji Department.
Damn it, you can’t think that we will turn around and attack that useless place on Pagoda, right?”
The generals on the frogmen's side were speechless for a while. Ding Meng's attitude was arrogant, but what he said was absolutely correct.
Leng Yin and Xue Yueshan also nodded secretly. Even though Ding Meng usually had something in his mouth, he still judged the situation very accurately.
Layton smiled again: "Okay, let's not talk about the method. Then I would like to ask the Queen for her opinion."
"There must be opinions!" Ding Meng said carelessly.
Leiton said: "For example?"
Ding Meng smiled slyly: "For example, you are not sincere!"
Layton asked: "Are we not sincere?"
Ding Meng smiled and said: "We came all the way here, and the commander didn't even prepare a cup of tea. Is the Frogman Country so poor? Or is it so stingy?"
Leiton smiled, turned around and said, "Come here, prepare a gift for the distinguished guest!"
The so-called "preparing gifts" of the frog tribe is equivalent to "treating guests" in the human world, and it is the basic way of hospitality.
Soon, soldiers placed plates of fruits, snacks, and drinks on Leng Yin’s table. Although they didn’t look very good, the fact that the Frogman Country was able to produce these things was really not inferior to those from the Federation.
to premium fiber.
Ding Meng looked at it, reached out and picked up a fresh yellow peach, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, his expression of enjoyment made the generals of the frog clan glare at him angrily.
Cao Nima, we usually don’t want to part with the good food, but it’s actually cheaper for you kid.
Layton added: "Mr. Ding can't say that we are insincere now, can he?"
Ding Meng said: "There is sincerity, but sincerity alone is far from enough. If the commander wants to gain the support of Queen Xianyuan, he cannot just speak with his mouth."
"What do you rely on? Fists?" The young general was furious. Finally he couldn't help it anymore. He slowly walked out of the queue with a big alloy belly and stood in the center of the square. "I think you just open your mouth and talk nonsense."
, I, the Frog Clan, believe in the saying that fists are truth. If you have the guts to teach me two tricks, I will believe your nonsense."
"Ha!" Ding Meng was amused, "You want to educate me with your iron belly? You are still too young."
The young general was really furious: "Stop talking nonsense, labor and management have been dealing with hairless monkeys like you for more than forty years in the Wochu galaxy. For young people like you, labor and management can easily crush a lot of them to death!"
Ding Meng slowly walked into the square, calmly clasping his hands behind his back: "You are still far behind. Really, I don't even bother to do it. Even if I beat you to death, I won't have any sense of accomplishment."
At this time, the atmosphere around him has become tense. The key is that Layton did not say anything to stop him. He also deliberately wanted the young general to try Din Meng's skills. After all, the envoy you sent from the Devouring World is a human race. I want to see it.
What are you talking about? Everyone can talk big words, but not everyone has the ability.
Upon hearing Ding Meng's arrogant answer, the young general rushed over without saying a word.
He is three meters tall, and his belly is like a steel ball. When he charges, it is as if a big iron ball hits him, and the ground is shaking. This is a typical frog soldier charging, with a brave momentum and sharp eyes. If he is on the battlefield,
Hundreds of thousands of these people charging together are enough to frighten the armies of other tribes.
"Bang----"
The air vibrated and twisted, and the fist did not reach but the punch was already powerful.
The young general's iron fist was as big as a Dinmon man. When this heavy punch came down, the others couldn't figure out how to dodge.
However, Ding Meng did not hide at all, and let his fist hit his head. The young general thought that the opponent would turn into a meat pie on the spot, but unexpectedly, his fist seemed to hit a nail, and a cone formed on the edge of his palm.
Heart-like pain, then a burning sting, and when he looked down, Ding Meng was actually unscathed.
The young general was horrified and quickly retreated: "What kind of magic?"
It's no wonder that he couldn't see the clues. If you, a junior warrior saint, fight against an interstellar warrior, you won't even be able to sense his aura.
Ding Meng drooped his eyelids: "That's it?"
The young general glared at him and suddenly stretched out his right hand: "Bring me my sword!"
Immediately in the distance, soldiers joined forces to throw a colorful giant sword. Judging by its color, you could tell it was made of a variety of rare metals.
Ding Meng laughed again: "Your colorful knife is for women, right?"
The young general was too lazy to talk. After receiving the sword, he activated the source energy. At the same time, the alloy fragments on his body emitted an extremely sharp energy field. The blade was actually wrapped in many electric arcs. It seemed that the re-created warrior was quite capable.
“Oo————”
The young general roared loudly, jumped up high again, and struck down with a sword on his head. The sword was like a bolt of lightning striking at Din Meng Tianling Gai. This sword was not unyielding, it could at least shake a master of the God of War level.
There was a sharp "chi" sound, which sounded like the sound of a blade cutting flesh and blood, but it was not Din Meng's head that was broken, but the sword itself.
The sword clearly hit Ding Meng's Tianling Cap, but in the end the sword turned into a puddle of molten steel, and instantly turned into white smoke and disappeared.
Everyone was dumbfounded at this moment. Even those with no eyesight should have seen that Ding Meng melted the sword with extremely deep energy.
This representative of the human race from the Devouring World is actually an unfathomable master.
The young general was still dazed, but Ding Meng had straightened his nose, opened his nostrils, and exhaled a weak stream of air.
Just such a small puff of air caused him to slide backwards, leaving a long scratch on the square paved with steel plates.
The young general was standing still in front of Leighton. He was about to step forward again, but was stopped by Leighton: "Stay back!"
The young general looked a little unwilling, but he still walked towards the back honestly. The generals in the back row were all filled with indignation.
Leiton said coldly: "Don't be rude to distinguished guests. I've already shown mercy, otherwise you will turn into ashes!"
