Troll King City.
The faint light of dawn slowly shone out from the east, gently tearing apart the darkness of the earth bit by bit.
The dim light shone on the snow on the ground, gleaming with icy light.
Ta ta ta...
The crisp sound of horseshoes quickly broke this quiet and beautiful picture, and countless black shadows suddenly appeared on the horizon, and they were constantly approaching the Troll King City.
But at a distance of about ten kilometers from the royal city, the black cavalry stopped.
However, this real sense of oppression still suffocated the troll defenders at the head of the city.
Since the capital was moved, it was the first time that an enemy had come so close to the heart of the troll empire.
What's more, it's the black cavalry that frightened countless trolls!
Not long after the Black Cavalry arrived, the southern gate of the Troll King City slowly opened.
Modo II and Prince Merluvi came out.
Behind them, a team of wolves guards were waiting in the city gate. In the event of an accident, they would rush out of the city gate and take their emperor back to the city.
At the same time, two figures emerged from the Black Cavalry.
The two sides approached slowly.
After walking a certain distance, Modo II recognized Colin, but the guards around Colin still made him frown slightly.
"Merrouwe, the man next to Colin, isn't it Charles St. Hild?"
Prince Meruway squinted his eyes for a while, nodded and said, "Your Majesty, it should be."
Immediately, the troll prince showed a bloodthirsty smile: "I heard that this kid revealed our plan, hehe, he will be killed with him later!"
Modo II shook his head slightly and whispered: "No, Colin can kill, but Charles, it's better to be captured alive. We can use him to negotiate terms with the Duke of St. Hild."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Prince Merluvi nodded, and then reminded him, "Your Majesty, when you start a fight later, you can run back immediately and don't worry about your ministers."
Modo II nodded slightly, but did not refute.
This troll emperor is not good at using force, his strength is only Tier 3.
In fact, this is quite a strange thing in the troll empire that respects the strong.
But this is also for a reason.
Unlike the inheritance method of the Glorious Empire, the inheritance of the Troll Empire's throne is not actually the eldest son inheritance system adopted.
Successive troll emperors are generally held by the troll royal family, the strongest person in the Volkin family.
The strongest person in this generation of Volkin family is undoubtedly the northern prince who is a paladin-Otto Volkin.
But this prince Otto is a famous martial idiot, and has no interest in becoming an imperial emperor.
Moreover, when rejecting the throne, Prince Otto also uttered a sentence that profoundly affected the ownership of the troll empire.
"What the empire needs now is an emperor with political wisdom, not an empty warrior."
At that time, the troll empire was overwhelmed by the black cavalry, and the previous troll emperor was also chopped off his head in the duel with the Duke of St. Hilde. Such a blow gradually caused many trolls. The nobles began to reflect--
Is military force a necessary condition for becoming a troll emperor?
Under this situation, the words of Prince Otto, the strongest of the Troll Empire, had a final say. Therefore, the ownership of the Troll Empire's throne no longer considered the factor of force.
It is precisely because of this that Modo II, who showed great political talent at that time, stood out and ascended to the throne.
After the emperor ascended the throne, he was indeed diligent and diligent, and promoted many reforms, which once brought vitality to the troll empire.
If it weren’t for the two St. Hild brothers who joined forces in a scene last year that wiped out the 300,000 troops of the Troll Empire, then the Northern Territory would have to face a growing Troll Empire.
Soon, Shuangyi met at the center of the Black Cavalry and the Troll King City.
"Your Majesty Modo II, His Royal Highness Merluvi, please allow me to bring the cordial greetings from the Duke of St. Hild to the two!" Colin smiled and bowed slightly and bowed.
The corner of Modo II's mouth twitched. I don't know if he disagrees with Colin's "kind greetings" method, but on such occasions, he still maintained his demeanor. After paying a bow, he smiled and said:
"Viscount Anglia, welcome to the royal city, and please also convey my greetings to the Duke of St. Hild."
Afterwards, he turned to Charles and greeted: "Your Excellency Charles, I didn't expect you to have such a deep affection for the Northland and your father!"
Modo II thought that Charles was playing "Infernal Affairs", which was obviously a mockery of the previous betrayal.
But in the face of Modo II's ridicule, Charles did not respond, even the look on his face did not change, as if he had not heard anything.
Colin smiled, and took the conversation: "Your Majesty, let's talk about business."
"Okay." Modo II did not entangle Charles too much, and nodded when he heard the words, "I wonder if Viscount Anglia has something to discuss when he sees me?"
Colin looked into the eyes of Modo II and said with a smile: "First of all, as a thank you for agreeing to this meeting, I will give you a big gift first."
"What kind of gift?" Modo II asked curiously.
Colin turned around and waved to the rear.
Afterwards, more than a hundred troll captives were pushed out and walked towards the king's city.
"Your Majesty, these troll captives are my gift to you. They are all professionals in the southern army. You must be reluctant to let them become the dead souls of the black cavalry."
King Modo II observed carefully and saw that the figures walking slowly were indeed trolls, so he relaxed and asked, "So, don't you want the ransom?"
Colin shrugged and said generously: "Since it's a gift, how can you ask for a ransom?"
"Then I thank you for your generosity!" Modo II finally showed a sincere smile, and then asked, "I wonder what happened to the rest of the troll captives?"
"All killed." Colin said lightly.
Prince Merluvi glared at him, his murderous intent could hardly be concealed.
Modo II was also bleeding in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm, and continued to ask: "Well, Viscount Angele, I accept your gift. Let's talk about business now."
Colin smiled and nodded, "Okay. Your Majesty, I'm here to see you this time, but I actually want to make peace with you."
"Negotiation?"
"Yes. It will not be good for both parties to continue the fight, so it is better to negotiate a peace." Clinton paused, and then said, "Of course, there are still conditions to negotiate a peace."
"Say." Modo II's tone also cooled.
Colin seemed to be totally unaware, and continued carelessly: "Your Majesty, as long as you promise me the following conditions, I will immediately withdraw my troops.
First, you will personally apologize publicly for this attempt to invade the northern border;
Second, in order to make up for the losses of the Anglia family in this war, the Troll Empire must compensate 18 million gold coins, which can be delivered in five years;
Third, the troll empire promised to never be an enemy of the North, and to abolish its troops, and only retain 30,000 regular troops at most;
Fourth, the Troll Empire will send 200,000 young and powerful slaves to the north;
fifth……"
When I heard Colin's first condition Modo II's face became pale.
But when the more outrageous conditions came out of Colin's mouth, Modo II quieted down instead.
It's just that a sneer slowly hung on the corner of his mouth, and it seemed to look at a clown in Colin's eyes.
When Colin finally finished talking about all the conditions eloquently, Modo II smiled and said:
"Viscount Angley, we also have a condition for this peace talks."
"Oh? Your Majesty, please speak."
"Our condition is—" King Modo II turned his head and looked at Prince Merluvi, who was already angrily, "You must die!"
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, Prince Merluvi rushed towards Colin like a sharp arrow leaving the string.