Chapter 312 Big Seller Clayton (New Chapter)

The battle was just over, but the situation seemed to have worsened.

As the two dwarves grabbed Jetali, Clayton put his hands on their heads.

"You should ask the lady's opinion before making suggestions, and before that, you should ask my opinion."

Clayton's tone was tough. The previous fight had made him understand the level of these warriors - each of them was better than him in martial arts, but if he fought in the form of a werewolf, no one would be his opponent in a duel.

Donna also nodded firmly in agreement. There was nothing to say about this.

Clayton's threats and Donna's attitude combined to calm the two dwarves and Jetali down a little. After discussion, a common question was raised.

"Can she exert the power of the devil?"

"Yes, she can do it." Clayton answered for Donna. "But she can't completely compete with Edwards. We can't resist every attack from Edwards, so every bit of her strength must be used at the key points."

"Edwards will never appear on the front line, he will always hide behind his puppets. So if we want to catch Edwards, we must catch him by surprise, and this requires everyone's joint efforts to create such an opportunity. But even if such an opportunity appears, it may be missed due to the lag in information transmission."

Hearing this, the three military commanders nodded slightly.

A team of 100 people must have at least two officers in command to complete delicate tasks, otherwise it will be difficult to enforce discipline. This is a conclusion that can be drawn from experience.

But Clayton's question at this moment is meaningful.

He glanced at them and finally put forward his request.

"I demand the command of at least fifty people, or we will all lose to Edwards. This is not a threat. With your current level of cooperation, you are doomed to fail in his hands. I need people to execute my orders, so that at least I can get a chance to fight Edwards in close combat."

"You two must pay thirty dwarves for me to command." Clayton said to the two dwarves: "Thirty spearmen are necessary."

Although the world is already the age of muskets, spearmen have not disappeared. Clayton has experience in organizing these cold weapon users, and he will maximize their use.

However, he is really greedy. The two dwarves turned pale when they heard such a request. They were unwilling to lend out so many of their soldiers, not to mention that they only knew Clayton today and still couldn't trust him completely.

"I can give you seven guards at most." Basham said.

"What can seven dwarves do?" Clayton was so angry that he almost laughed: "You can't pull a longbow, and your arms are short. It's only useful to form a dense spear formation. Please tell me how many rows seven people can form?"

Bassam hugged his arms and didn't answer.

In comparison, the scarecrow was much more generous than Basham.

"I can give ten men." He held up five fingers.

"But I want thirty spearmen." Creighton also emphasized again seriously: "This Mr. Di Jetali wants to give me twenty soldiers. I don't care how many you each give, but thirty soldiers, not one less."

Di Jetali did not refute his words, as if he had tacitly agreed to give him twenty soldiers. Seeing that he was the first to recognize Creighton's command, the dwarves finally stopped bargaining. They turned around and squeezed out of the door side by side, arguing about how many people each of them would give.

And Jetali, who stayed behind, looked particularly gloomy, as if he was still regretting his previous gaffe.

Creighton looked at this temporary "ally" and made some things clear.

"Mr. Jetali, have you known them for a long time?"

Jetali put one hand on his waist and snorted: "These damn dwarves robbed my land and my treasure, and lost all of them to Edwards. How could I not know them? But they probably don't remember me. I just helped them recall it, and I don't know how much they remember now."

His words reminded Donna of the large amount of jewelry worn by other servants. She had wondered why someone would put so many jewelry into the fairyland before, and now she knew who was doing it.

Clayton glanced at his niece's changing expression with his peripheral vision: "What the dwarves told me is a little different. They said they have lived here for thousands of years and are the first residents here."

"Are you stupid? You actually believe the numbers in the dwarves' mouths. They can't even tell how old they are. Without drinking, their heads are confused." The general of the Dinon people from a thousand years ago bent down to pick up the long sword, his eyes slid from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and the gap on the middle blade made him frown.

"But if what I said is false, are you not going to help me?"

Donna's fingers twisted in Clara's hair, and the emotions emitted by Di. Jetali made her feel uneasy.

Jetali did not believe them, he still doubted their identity, this was actually a test.

She tried to inform her uncle, but Clayton turned around before she made any move and noticed the uneasiness on her face, so he smiled, turned around and tore off the tattered shirt and threw it aside, and the many wounds on his body slowly healed. He gently held his axe, his eyes closely focused on Di. Jetali:

"I just think that returning to this world is the most important thing. No matter how much gold you bring here, it is limited. But if you agree to come back to this world to help us and seize the opportunities of the development of the times, countless money It comes naturally.”

This answer was in line with Jetali's expectations. His tone slowed down and there was a smile in his eyes:

"I know you want to get out of here, you help me, I'll help you."

"What do you need?" Clayton asked, and the two of them sounded friendly, as if they hadn't cut each other's chest open just now.

"I need to get all those gold, silver and jewelry back."

When Jetali talked about this, his tone became fierce and low again: "You said before that we hid a treasure here, and I told you we didn't, but that was because I didn't trust you at the time. Now I can say, I do I once wanted to bury some treasures in Wonderland and appoint my son to be the guardian of the treasures here. However, he had an affair with my newly married wife and joined some wizards who were dissatisfied with me to tamper with the ceremony. Instead, I and other loyal His subordinates were exiled here.”

"In order to ensure that the guardian did not fail in his duty, the gold and silver jewelry were enchanted. If they were lost, the guardian would not be able to return to the world. It is for this reason that I am trapped here. Wait until Edwards is solved , you must immediately use the power of command to create opportunities for me to help me defeat those dwarves and regain this country. This will also be beneficial to you. You need sacrifices to open the door to the fairyland."

Donna couldn't help but say: "Isn't it possible for us to negotiate? There are no merchants in Wonderland, and they don't need gold. Maybe they will be willing to return the gold and silver after we help them defeat Edwards."

"Give up gold?" Emperor Jetali looked at her in surprise: "Have you never seen dwarves before? They are eager to eat any valuable stones!"

Donna blushed. This was indeed her first time dealing with dwarves.

Creighton interrupted her with a gesture and then expressed his approval to the plan directly to Jetali.

"After Edwards is dismembered, you send a signal and I will respond to you. But you have to send twenty troops to support my next command."

"Of course, I will instruct them to carry out your orders properly."

Jetali showed a satisfied smile and then left the room.

An extremely sinister conspiracy was completed.

"So we are going to betray the dwarves?" Donna's voice was dry, and it was difficult for her to accept such a thing.

betraying allies is not what a decent person should do anyway, and although the dwarves have vulgar words and have a negative image in Jetali's mouth, this has not been proven after all, and they have not betrayed her and Clay on the battlefield. Dayton, on the contrary, Clayton turned his back on them once.

If Clayton chooses to listen to Di Jetali next, she will be really disappointed.

Outside the room, there were the voices of two dwarf commanders issuing orders loudly. Clayton did not answer immediately, but looked at her with kind eyes, and then tilted his head slightly to look at the place where the voice came from.

"It's a tough decision, so why don't we ask our opinion?"

Donna followed his gaze in confusion and saw someone yelling there, which seemed to be the scarecrow's voice.

"What do you think of that guy Jetali?" Creighton led Donna to find Scarecrow Homer again for a closed conversation.

The Scarecrow said bluntly: "I don't trust him. If we weren't short of people now, I would put him in the tunnel and feed Edwards' little pets, along with Basham."

"What a coincidence, I think so too."

Clayton showed him his and Donna's pants that had been cut into shorts.

"We were attacked unprovoked by him when we met him before. There is no doubt that he is a cruel man and he will definitely put us all on stakes if given the chance. And I doubt that Basham will help him in the attack. You guys. They look equally despicable, and I offended Bassem by standing on your side before.”

Clayton's words did not immediately convince the Scarecrow, who looked at him doubtfully:

"What do you want to say?"

"I hope to help you retake this country. I have an idea." Clayton said with a smile: "After defeating Edwards, I will use the Dinon soldiers while the command is still in my hands. Attack Bassem and cause riots. At this time, as long as you let your army cooperate with me, you can at least eliminate one more enemy."

Seeing the scarecrow's eyes gradually brightening, he paused: "However, my soldiers are still too few after all, and they may not be able to defeat the formation of Basum's army. I need more people."

"How many people do you want?" the Scarecrow asked.

Clayton hesitated for a moment and made a gesture: "Give me another thirty people, which should be enough."

"Okay, there will be thirty warriors serving you."

The Scarecrow and Clayton shook hands vigorously, and smiles appeared on both faces at the same time.

Another extremely sinister conspiracy was completed.

Donna's eyes widened in disbelief.

After leaving the Scarecrow, she had no chance to ask questions, and was soon taken by Clayton to see Basham again, where they once again started a secret conversation.

"General Bassem, what do you think of the Scarecrow and the Dinon?"

In the smoke of Edwards, it seems that everyone is more likely to speak their minds, and Bassam is no exception: "Huh, they are just a group of rebellious people. After getting rid of Edwards, they will probably start arguing about this country." But this country should have been mine. If my father had not been plotted by Edwards, he would have passed it on to me."

"What if I said, I can help you regain the throne?" Clayton asked.

The dwarf prince looked at him warily. This plainsman had given him a very bad impression before:

"Why are you helping me?"

Clayton sighed, put his arm around Donna's shoulders, and pulled her close: "Because my daughter and I may have to live in this country for a long time, and the two of them - as you can see, Homemer They look down upon plainsmen like me, and the Dinon look down upon anyone who is not a Dinon, and if we let them get this country, we will not be in a good position, and I noticed that you have both Moriels and Men in your army. People from the plains, you must be loved by different people, and you should be able to treat all people equally."

Although Bassem’s face was obscured by his beard and his expression could not be seen, his tone became cheerful:

"You are right, I am such an enlightened monarch. So what can you do to help me change the situation?"

Familiar words again.

Donna covered Clara's face to prevent her uncontrollable expression from being exposed.

The development of the situation completely exceeded her expectations.

"Actually, I already have an idea." She heard Clayton say humbly: "We just need more soldiers."