Chapter 1133 (2/2)

”Your Highness rodria has only two proposals for a truce.” furan, a female elf warrior who has never had a chance to speak, stepped forward and said solemnly:

”First, the two sides take the trenches and defense facilities outside the city of eboden as the dividing line. Both sides set up troops on the border and ensure that they will not cross the border before the end of the truce;”

”Second, the Azores will not block the channel of the gem River, but the empire is not allowed to take the opportunity to cross the border from the gem River to attack the eboden coast or any Azores ships that arrive at eboden; in return, we will not send a fleet south to attack your territory on both sides of the river bank.”

With that, the elf warrior looked at Brandon, who was deep in thought, and waited for the other party's reply; In the flaming red pupils, something seemed to flicker that she could not detect.

Brandon has probably figured out what each other thinks.

Of the two proposals, the first is more beneficial to the Empire, so that they don't have to worry about the logistics line and the impact; The second one is beneficial to the Azores, which is to make the Empire watch his reinforcements arrive and can't do it yet.

Of course, whether it is beneficial or not is a matter of words. Neither party can enforce this agreement. It is only a matter of a moment when it is broken - a guy who is stupid enough to believe in the enemy can't live until now.

What Brandon is really thinking about is the real purpose of the other party's proposal for a truce.

Waiting for reinforcements to arrive can indeed enhance the bargaining chips and winning rate of negotiations, but on the battlefield of eboden, he has one million troops, who can really engage in battlefield confrontation, war and fighting... No more than 200000. Deduct 100000 at most on his side, and the rest are reserve forces that can only stare.

Although he doesn't think that a battle can determine each other's victory or defeat, he thinks that if he wants a quick decision, the one who doesn't want a truce should be the opposite.

So what is he really waiting for?

If it's not reinforcements, it should be another person who can change the whole war... Or something.

Brandon suddenly thought of something and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Lottel?

Is it difficult that the elf Prince opposite, like himself, is waiting for the victory or defeat of the battle of lottel?!

Indeed... If the Azores win the battle of lottel, they will completely control the west of the Empire and the passage to the imperial capital and eboden, and they will be attacked by the enemy on both sides and cut off the rear line at once; If you think so, it is indeed enough to relate to the turnaround of the war situation.

But it's a pity, because the person who dominated the lottel war is his most trusted wizard adviser; If even Loren Turin can't win the battle of lottel, he really has nothing to say.

Come on, bet!

”... yes.”

Almost at the moment when the two Elven warriors were about to give up, Brandon suddenly said, ”I agree with the proposal of his highness rodriya Azor.”

The tense atmosphere in the hall suddenly disappeared.

”Hoo --!”

The chief of Weiting, who breathed a sigh of relief, involuntarily showed a happy look on his face and quickly bowed: ”Your Highness, I assure you that you will never regret this decision!”

”That's... Not something you can decide, sir.” Brandon didn't even look at him. ”You're just a tool for transmitting messages. Don't take yourself too seriously.”

”Yes, that's right!” the chief of Weiting didn't refute at all: ”do you have any conditions and suggestions? If you can, I'm willing to convey your words to his highness rodriya intact.”

”No, I think this agreement is good enough - if we can all abide by it and see the day it expires.”

”Indeed, your highness, please allow us to leave.”

The voice fell, and the two elf warriors almost finished speaking, and couldn't wait to leave.

”Wait!”

Before they could turn around, Brandon said coldly, ”who allowed you to leave?”

”Your Highness Brandon?”

Just a flash of consternation flashed on the chief guard's face. As soon as Brandon raised his hand, the Imperial Knights on both sides rushed up and directly pressed him and his adjutant to the ground!

There was no time to resist - as early as the moment they stepped into the gate, elbird had opened the ice barrier and closed the possibility of the two Elven warriors using any empty force.

”Your Highness, what are you doing? Your highness?!”

The chief guard shouted eagerly. The imperial Knight behind him had taken the opportunity to take away the sabre of him and his adjutant.

”What do you want to do? I think what I want to do is obvious.” Brandon said, ”I know what you're talking about.”

”Obviously, I'm going to kill you... What's the problem?”

The chief of Weiting, who was blocked for a sentence, almost couldn't say a word: ”with all due respect, you can't be angry...”

”No, no, no, no, you really think too much.” Brandon shrugged. ”I'll still abide by the agreement with your prince, but I'm going to kill you and send the reply back with your head.”

”As for how to kill you...” the crown prince looked back:

”Archduke Arles?”

”Yes!”

In response, the respectful Nolan URD stepped forward and walked out of the crowd.

”If I remember correctly, Arles has a long tradition of skinning and is very good at torturing prisoners in this way.”

Ignoring the suddenly changing crowd around him and two wide eyed elves, Brandon smiled and said:

”I'm a little curious. Can I see it with my own eyes - skinning or something?”

”Your Highness! You can't...”

Before he finished, the head of the chief guard was pressed to the ground, and the imperial Knight behind him put a chain around his mouth, which was so rough that he broke several teeth.

”Your Highness, this...” stunned Nolan ERD looked around and swallowed his saliva: ”we usually peel after killing criminals - living people peel, just to frighten the enemy and...”

”So...” Brandon blinked:

”Duke Arles, can you do it?”

Without hesitation for a second, Nolan ERD knelt on one knee:

”I will let your highness get what he wants!”