Looking at this scene, Old Mom's eyelids couldn't help but hop.

This human named Yanxing is indeed not simple. I don’t know what purpose he came to Shuangye City in person.

The air is filled with the fragrance that makes people feel excited.

Fortunately, the pot of food has been moved out and my subordinates have gradually returned to normal.

The Xiaosha energy rises again.

It's just that the saliva flows out from the fangs makes people feel a little funny.

"Please sit down." Old Mom invited Yanxing to sit down, and then asked: "Lord Yanxing, you are very welcome to my Frost Leaf City.

I am also willing to establish friendly diplomatic relations with Thunder Swamp.

But I have a condition...

Leave all the elves entering the Thunder Swamp to me. You can live or die."

Old Mom looked at Aranda beside Yanxing and said, "You can stay this elf."

Yan Xing smiled and asked back, "Master... If I give you all the 50,000 elves alive, how many of these elves will be left after one winter.

Fifty thousand elite elves died in Frost Leaf City, plus the elves and civilians in this city...

Do the wild orcs really want to be mortal enemies with the snow elves?

Do you have the strength to fight with the human race and the elves at the same time?"

Old Mom's face changed.

At this time, a big-eared monster stood up and said to Yanxing: "Elf is dead or alive, that is our business. You protect our orcs' enemies, and you are my enemies.

As our enemy, there is only one ending."

Yanxing asked, "Who are you? I didn't pay attention to you just now."

The big-eared monster knew that he had been ridiculed, and he said angrily: "I am Chief Little Leah, I still remember Gustav's death!"

"As your enemy, there is only one end?" Yan Xing chuckled and said, "Don't hear this sentence by Marquis Anderson, nor do you casually regard the elves as enemies of orcs.

It is inevitable that there is a bit of friction between two different races. If the elves really push down the opposite side of the orcs, it would be really stupid.

The elves are in the Thunder Swamp, and you and the snow have room to ease. How to fight a Frost Leaf City, it is a local war that belongs to anyone. How to deal with the relationship with the snow is in your hands.

If I give you these 50,000 elves, you can't afford to support them.

You will have to make two choices, either kill or let go. Killing and letting go are probably not in your current interests.

As for Gustav?

Chief Little Leah, if you come to invade my territory, you will end up the same way.”

Chief Little Leah jumped to the table in anger by Yan Xing and pulled out the scimitar at his waist.

The sharp claw immediately blocked Yan Xing's front, holding the shackle in his hand.

At this time, Old Mom shouted: "Okay! Chief Little Leaf retreats, and no longer is allowed to talk about Gustav again.

Lord Yanxing, let the elves stay in your Thunder Swamp.

You are right, it is better to control the war with the snow on the windy high ground.

But I don't want Thunder Swamp to be involved in our battle with the elves."

Yanxing replied: "Thunder Swamp will never directly participate in your war. We love peace and only like to make friends and do business."

"I like to make friends, too," said Old Mom. "But I can't make decisions about establishing diplomatic relations with Eternal Leadership, and we don't trust you now.

To gain our trust, you need a little patience and sincerity.”

Yanxing knew what Lao Mom said was sincerity.

But I can't take the initiative.

If you are too proactive, it is difficult to negotiate the price.

Yanxing laughed: "Our eternal leadership is of course sincere. I am willing to invest in the construction of the road from Thunder Swamp to Frost Leaf City and Gaoshan City, and give you another 10,000 kilograms of grain.

If you think the elves in Frost Leaf City are burdensome, you can sell them to me, and the price is absolutely fair."

Building roads can facilitate the circulation of materials, which is a good thing for orcs.

It is definitely a good thing to give food and eat for nothing.

Selling the elves in the city can not only make money but also solve hidden dangers, but also a good thing.

But Old Mom doesn't want these.

Old Mom asked Yanxing: "I heard that you have a very good relationship with Count Theodore of Newta City, and you also have a great influence in Newta City, and you have a good relationship with many businesses."

Yanxing said, "Of course. Earl Theodore owed me a lot of money, a lot of money. The merchants in Newta City all had a strong relationship with me, and everything they wanted was just one sentence.

Just say whatever Marshal Mom wants.

I have a way to transport things from Newta to Frost Leaf City.”

The prompts Yanxing gave were already very obvious.

When Old Mom heard that Yanxing had a way to smuggle goods from Newta City to Shuangye City, he immediately drove out all the idle orcs in the hall.

Then he asked Yanxing in a low voice: "I want you to help me purchase a batch of winter supplies in Newta City.

If you can do it, Eternal Rein is our most noble friend of the wild orcs."

"The supplies for winter?" Yan Xing showed a very embarrassed expression: "This winter came early this year, the road was blocked with heavy snow, and the supplies for winter were all in short supply."

Old Mom could hear Yanxing's meaning.

Yes, but expensive.

How expensive is it to be more expensive than the life of an orc warrior?

Can it be more expensive than Frost Leaf City?

Thunder swamp has floor heating. Although it is a little wet, most elves can survive until spring.

At that time, these elves will definitely counterattack Shuangye City.

And Marquis Anderson will definitely take the opportunity to compress the orcs' movement space on the windy high ground.

It is conceivable that spring is another fierce battle.

Moreover, the orcs face two enemies, human race and elves.

If a large number of orc warriors are frozen to death due to fear of spending money, let alone guarding Shuangye City, it is not certain whether they can defend Gaoshan City.

When Old Mom heard that Yanxing could get winter supplies, he immediately said, "Lord Yanxing, I know that in this kind of weather, everyone wants to get winter supplies in the entire windy highland... We will not let you take risks in vain. If you can get it for us, the price is not a problem.

The orcs will also regard you as our best friend in the windy high ground. If you need us in the future, we will do our best to help you."

Since the orc stretched out his neck and waited for slaughter.

Yanxing is not polite.

"I can really get a batch of cotton coats and quilts. My soldiers use these in the field, and there are just in the convoy." Yanxing said to Lizhang: "Go and bring a few sets of cotton coats and quilts we have spare."

The claw agreed and walked out.

For Old Mom, the winter supplies finally came to an end. Although I don’t know how much supplies Yanxing could smuggle for him, there is one thing better than nothing.
Chapter completed!