Chapter 626 Negotiation

A winding river runs across the land, and the water in the river flows peacefully.

But the atmosphere on both sides is not peaceful.

On the north bank, large numbers of war horses galloped across the land, raising clouds of dust that seemed to cover the entire sky. The knights on the horses were all tall and strong orcs with fierce looks. They held weapons and constantly showed off their horse skills. From time to time, they cast provocative eyes on the other side and made all kinds of strange noises.

On the south bank of the river, there was another army. Unlike the noisy orcs on the opposite side, they did not run around, but lined up in neat rows. From officers to soldiers, they all looked at the other side solemnly without saying a word.

One was in a turmoil, and the other was on guard, both of them were full of murderous intent.

Siegfried put his hand on his forehead and frowned as he watched the orc army on the opposite side.

These barbarians seemed to be disorganized, running around in a mess, as if an organized army could be dispersed with a charge, like a pile of loose sand.

But Siegfried knew that if he really launched a charge rashly, the orcs would retreat in a seemingly disorderly but actually orderly way, luring you to pursue step by step, and your army would be stretched out step by step and become scattered in the pursuit.

Sometimes the orcs would deliberately drop some property to lure enemy soldiers to rob in order to promote this state.

When the enemy's defense showed a gap, they would turn from a pile of loose sand into a ferocious wolf pack, and with the help of war horses that could move at high speed, they would break through the enemy's defense loopholes in one fell swoop and disrupt the enemy's formation.

During this period, there would be orc cavalry on the outside constantly harassing with bows and arrows, cooperating with the heavy cavalry charging the formation.

In the end, the orcs' enemies would face a terrible rout.

In the previous battles, fortunately, Gabela also had a large number of cavalry as auxiliary forces, and the imperial army was better equipped than the orcs, so it was able to tie with the orcs despite the disadvantage in terms of army size.

When Antonio and Siegfried were observing the orcs, the high-ranking officials of the orc army were also observing the Gabela army.

"It is worthy of being a powerful country in the human world!"

Chief Abar looked at the other side with some envy.

"Look at the neat formation, the fine armor, and the sharp weapons. They are all worth learning from."

"Great Chief Abar!"

The general Arroyo beside him shouted: "We can also form a neat formation, but those armors and weapons are not easy to make!"

"That's why I want you to treat those human craftsmen well!"

The eyes of the great chief Abar flashed, "They are all precious treasures. We orcs are good at fighting, but we don't have the patience and brains to make tools. We have to rely on humans in this regard!"

Arroyo grinned, and his huge fangs shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Great Abar, I will plunder more slaves from the human world and offer them to you. They will bring more skills, and their skills will make you happier."

"Idiot!" Abar whipped him with a whip, but it didn't hurt.

"I want subjects, not slaves!"

"Yes! Yes! Great Abar."

Arroyo laughed, knowing that the chieftain was not really angry, "I will bring you more subjects, they will be as numerous as ants!"

Callum, who had been silently watching the human army, reminded them: "It's almost time, I think you should go over there."

"Okay! Let me meet the young lion of Gabela!"

Abar laughed.

"Well, they seem to be coming out over there!"

Siegfried, who had good eyesight, said, "We should go over there too."

"Let's go!" Antonio nodded.

Aldridge on the side also shook the reins, and the hooves of the mount moved.

Antonio, Siegfried, and Aldridge walked to the river together.

On the other side of the river, Abar, Collum, and Arroyo also walked to the river.

"Eagle! Eagle! Eagle on the grassland!"

The orc cavalry stopped walking, clenched their fists and raised their arms, shouting continuously.

The powerful momentum rushed to the other side of the river.

Abar waved proudly.

"Humph!" Aldridge waved, and the Gabela army behind him immediately clamored.

"Lion! Lion! Lion! Gabela's lion!"

Although the number of people was small, they were neat and consistent, and their momentum was not inferior to the orcs.

The two groups took a small boat each and came to a large raft fixed in the middle of the river, on which there were tables and stools.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, take a look!

Abar and Antonio saw each other up close for the first time.

"My brother!"

Abar opened his arms and greeted Antonio.

Siegfried frowned when he heard it. "My brother" is a common name used by rulers of human countries when they meet.

A foreign barbarian actually used it!

"Respected Chief Abar!"

Antonio did not hesitate and hugged Abar, but did not call him "my brother".

Callum and Arroyo beside Abal all had angry looks on their faces. These humans who thought highly of themselves believed that orcs were inferior to them.

The two people in the middle of the raft sat across the table. Although they were still fighting on the battlefield yesterday, today they seemed to be discussing a business.

Antonio smiled, but frowned, "I have to admit, Chief Abal, I always think you are impolite to enter someone else's house without the host's invitation."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, Your Highness!" Abal said with a sincere expression, "In fact, I just led my people to see if you need any help. The situation in Gabela seems a bit... unstable? Especially about you."

"I think you are kidding, Chief."

Aldridge, who was standing behind Antonio, said: "Now there is only the prince in Gabela. The next legitimate heir, no matter what some people think in their hearts, he has only one choice in action. "

"Okay! Okay! Let's speak frankly! Your Highness Antonio, what practical issues should we talk about?"

"The Corridor of Nerodan!"

Antonio looked at Abal and said directly, "As long as you withdraw your troops here, the big valley will be yours."

Abal's heartbeat accelerated, "Huh! Nerodan is in Aldo's hands!"

"I have a way to get your army in there! Of course, the rest depends on you." Antonio said.

"You have a way? Why?" Abal was a little unconvinced.

"I know what you did with the dwarves!" Antonio smiled.

Abal was shocked.