Chapter 594: Bad Diplomatic Environment

The Black Wolf Subhuman Khanate, where the Black Wolf Subhumans have lived for generations, has its capital at Howling Moon Imperial City.

It is located in the northeast of the Holy Griffin Empire, and borders the Silver Wing Empire sporadically. To the west of this place is the home of the orcs, but separated by the towering Ice Dragon Snow Peak, the subhumans and the green-skinned orcs in the north have never met.

More wolf cavalry than in the past are patrolling, just because this time, many bigwigs come here to discuss national affairs.

In the Khan's tent, the wolf subhumans, full of wild beauty, sit carefree on both sides of the fire.

Beside them are beautiful foreign slaves, pouring wine and cutting meat fearfully.

"Respected Black Wolf Saint, what's the important matter that calls our tribes to the imperial city?" An old wolf-human lady with gray ears and a gray tail swallowed a large cup of wine, "Ton Ton Ton", "Huh~ This wine is very strong."

"Is it because this winter is particularly cold, and too many cattle and sheep have frozen to death?"

The little wolf-human loli with red ears shook her head and said, "It's time to form a group to rob the Silver Wing Empire. Robbery is the most fun, la la la~"

"Forget it, the human king of the Silver Wing Empire married the queen of the grassland centaur tribe."

"Therefore, the grassland centaur tribe joined the Silver Wing Empire as a whole country. Let the Silver Wing Empire master an extremely elite cavalry force. Our proud cavalry, It's not that effective."

"What's even more bizarre is that the Centaurs are even more brutal than us. In a few weeks, they slaughtered three or four of our tribes."

"Huh? The Centaurs have horses in their lower body, how can they have children?" The Red Wolf Demihuman Little Lolita scoffed mercilessly, "Centaurs are lowly beasts, or are we Demihumans cuter."

"In fact, humans look at Demihumans, Orcs, and even Warcraft with the same look."

"If you ask me, I'd better go north and kill all those lower-ranking hoofed Demihumans and steal their food."

"You mean those sheep Demihumans and cow Demihumans? They are so poor that they eat wild grass and tree bark, and they also belong to the Demihuman Alliance, so they can't do anything too ugly."

Everyone was talking.

"Okay, everyone be quiet."

The Black Wolf Saint, who sat in the main seat, crossed her legs domineeringly, and every time her long white legs swung, the jewelry on her ankles would make a sound.

"I called everyone here, first of all, to keep in touch. After all, although we have separated, our blood and beliefs are the same, and we are all the people of the goddess of nature."

"Secondly." The Black Wolf Saint paused slightly, and this was obviously the key point.

"The border defense of the Griffin Empire is empty, and two sixth-level people have been transferred away. It's time to march west!" The Black Wolf Saint closed her eyes slightly, "The dragon, bear, tiger and other sub-human tribes have begun to gather their armies and are rushing here. When the time comes, the land will be distributed according to the merits."

"Oh?" Everyone's eyes lit up.

Almost every inch of the land of the Griffin Empire is extremely fertile. Most of it is fertile farmland. The west is the center of commerce. Even the relatively barren north is full of copper, iron, gemstones, and magic core veins.

The only worthless thing is the northern province, which has only monsters.

"Is the news reliable? There are too many fortresses in the Griffin Empire. I don't want the soldiers to die on the rocks."

"Of course, the Griffin Empire was defeated by the Franvians and lost more than 100,000 troops in the country. This will be our best opportunity."

The Black Wolf Saint licked her lips: "This time, the Griffin Empire will be divided up."

"Okay! Our White Wolf tribe will send troops immediately!"

"We will do the same as the Gray Wolf!"

On the other side.

Griffin Imperial City.

The Franvian envoy has arrived at the palace to start negotiations. The envoy raised his neck and looked at the Griffin Queen with a proud face.

Many of the advisers and ministers in the palace cast angry eyes. There were also ministers who lowered their heads, trembling with fear, and did not dare to face the arrogant enemy envoys.

"Hold respect to our queen, barbarians from the south!"

"Ha, you failed. Excuse me, gentlemen." The envoy spoke with a heavy accent of griffin language, disdainfully, "It is you who are asking for peace with our noble emperor, not us asking for peace with you."

"Don't be arrogant, wait for our army to support you, we must..."

"Enough, be polite to our guests." The Griffin Queen smiled, "I remember, Envoy Martin, and the noble royal blood of Franvia, please be polite to people of royal blood."

In this era, if a member of the royal family rebelled, the generals responsible for suppressing it would be severely punished if they dared to harm the royal family members.

"Hahaha, a quarter."

Hearing the words of the Griffin Queen, the envoy was very proud: "Your Majesty, I believe you asked me to come here for peace."

"That's right." The Queen nodded, "The Griffin Empire and Franvia have been friends for generations, you shouldn't help the rebels."

"Sorry Queen, but they gave too much."

The envoy shook his head repeatedly: "Of course, you can give more."

Hearing these greedy words, the Queen frowned slightly: "Tell me your conditions."

"In addition to the three provinces of the Grand Duke of Ashes, we also need three provinces as compensation!" The envoy's mouth corners rose, "You have killed too many knights, we can't accept this."

"Skinning Demon, you invaded us!" A minister was almost mad, "We are just fighting back."

"I don't care, what can you do." The messenger shrugged, "Anyway, our main force is intact, and the follow-up army is still rushing to the front line. Don't forget, we have been fighting with Longta for a hundred years! We swallowed up all the continental areas of Longta and drove them into the ocean."

"Similarly, we can also fight you for a hundred years, or even a thousand years! If you can hold on that long."

"Damn..."

The minister who cursed instantly wilted.

A hundred years ago, Longta had several provinces on the mainland, but now they have all been annexed.

Another minister jumped out to argue: "Your country does not need to guard against attacks from foreign races. We in the Griffin Empire have to stop elves, subhumans and orcs. We are all human beings, aren't you ashamed?"

"No shame."

Messenger Martin rolled his eyes: "Just some barbarians, how powerful can they be? I can beat ten of them."

"You..."

Seeing that everyone was silent, the queen waved her hand: "It is impossible to give you three more provinces, so continue to fight. However, you have captured a large number of our ministers, and you should return them."

The chief minister next to him cast a grateful look at the queen, because his own son was captured by the enemy.

"Oh, you are talking about your uncle, and the minister's son Adam, and other officials and God's Chosen."

The messenger laughed to death: "Of course, but the ransom is a bit high. Mr. Adam is worth 10 million standard gold coins, and your uncle is 100 million."

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