Zhuang Mingge was confused again. ([] )

The wealth that the Babylonian Empire poured out of the country, even if it was only one tenth, was still an astronomical figure. If donated, it could maintain the country's tax revenue for at least ten years.

But the money was his own personal guess, and Zhuang Mingge was a little confused on whether to donate it or not.

As time passed by, the ministers looked at me and I looked at you, all confused.

Should I stand up and report my work? Should I be the second person to stand out?

then……

Zhuang Mingge was confused.

The ministers are also confused...

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At the same time, far, far away, in the territory occupied by the resistance, was a village called Snake Village.

Jared, one of the leaders of the resistance, walked into the room. An old man was sitting leisurely on a chair waiting for him. This old man's name was Ludas. He was the old village chief of Snake Village and also led his own army.

The village joined the resistance, causing the resistance to grow, and he became a criminal wanted by the Succubus Kingdom.

"Do you have anything to do with me? Old village chief." Jared said to the old man in a respectful tone.

Although he is one of the leaders of the resistance, he is in awe of this old man. There is only one reason. This wise old man has helped the resistance more than once and made suggestions to make the resistance stronger and stronger.

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"Yes." The old village chief nodded, as if hesitating a little. He hesitated to speak out his words, and did not even meet Jared's eyes.

Jared was a little surprised, but remained silent, waiting for the old man to speak.

"Sorry to ask you to make a trip, but to be honest, I don't know what to say." The old man said.

"Ah? What's going on?" Jared was a little surprised. In his mind, the wise old man seemed to be full of wisdom. He had never seen the other party so confused before.

"You have heard what happened yesterday, right? Her Majesty the Queen appointed a regent to manage this country for her." The old man raised his head and stared at the ceiling, revealing a complicated mood.

"The regent has an extraordinary background. I am very worried that his existence will cause great harm to our resistance. I once wanted to assassinate the regent. But I found that this kind of thing is impossible to do."

Having said this, the old man finally looked directly at Jared.

"Jerad, tell me how we should deal with this regent."

Gerald had never seen this wise old man so confused, with unspeakable fear deep in his eyes and deep concern for the future of the resistance.

The Snake Village is a magical village. Everyone in their village has a snake-like intuition, and has an intuition that is almost prophetic about everything. Relying on this directness, the resistance has won one battle after another.

A victory that even now makes almost all the forces in the demon world look up to them with admiration.

This also comes from the intuition of the old man and the snake village.

Therefore, Jared did not laugh at the old man's unfounded worries at all. Instead, he looked solemn and asked as if facing a formidable enemy: "Will this regent really cause huge harm to our resistance forces?"

"Yes. I even feel that the resistance will collapse under the hands of this regent."

"We do not allow anyone to harm the rebels. We resist the tyranny of this country and the cruel queen. Even the regent is not qualified to stand in front of us."

Jared said impassionedly.

"Yes, I know." said the old man.

Jared took a deep breath and said: "Existence, can you tell me what price we have to pay to remove this regent and remove this obstacle."

The experienced village chief did not answer immediately. He moved slightly in his chair and closed his eyes as if in meditation.

"Actually, I don't know exactly how to remove the obstacle of the regent. I just see that he is a formidable enemy of the resistance, an unprecedented enemy, and the level of danger even exceeds that of the queen."

Jared's expression was as green and solemn as ever.

He had no doubts about the old man's words, because for him, who was born near this village, the old man was his father, a wise man, and a guide on the path of life.

"If, I mean if, we pay the price of a death squad, can we kill the regent?"

"It's useless, it's useless."

"How about those two suicide squads?"

The death squads of the resistance army are a secret organization known only to the leaders. They are one of the trump cards of the resistance army. They have three such teams in total. Each such team has a total of ten people, all of whom are terrible death soldiers. They have

A powerful force, if placed in the resistance army, it would be at least the level of a general.

What the death squads are good at is assassination, interception, and infiltration... So far, no one can escape the assassination of the death squads. It is precisely because of such troops that the resistance army has been victorious in many battles. Today we have

Such an achievement.

At least 30% of the resistance's battles were won by death squads.

If two such teams were completely wiped out, the blow to the resistance would undoubtedly be huge.

But the old man still didn't nod, which made Jared's heart almost freeze to the extreme.

"How about two suicide squads?"

"Yes, no."

"Then I will send out all the death squads. If that fails, I will take action myself. Even the regent will not be able to escape such an assassination."

The old village chief looked up at the ceiling and said nothing.

Jared's heart almost turned cold. If this didn't work, then how could we remove the obstacle of the regent? How powerful was this regent?

Why did such a man suddenly appear? Who is he? Why is he going against the rebels?

Jared held his hand tightly, his nails scratched the skin of the calloused hand, and red blood slowly flowed out and dripped down the fingers.

"Is the opponent really that powerful? Even three death squads plus me can't do it?"

The old village chief hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

"I understand." Jared took a deep breath, closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. He lowered his head and said nothing, but the old village chief knew that he was thinking.

After a long time, Jared raised his head. There was dead silence in his opened eyes, without any fluctuations. "I will send out three death squads, four generals including me, twelve night knights, and six stars."

With a magician, three death assassins, and the last person acting as insurance, can such a lineup kill the Regent?"

The old man gritted his teeth, listened to the end of Jared's words, and finally nodded slowly.

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Chapter completed!