Chapter 693: Sharing the Spoils

"Dear Abbal Chief."

The Grand Duke of Brightley is very respectful, "We have seen that your army is invincible, and those cowardly Rodnes are all fled to the wind."

"Hahaha, my dear friend, you can say what you have to say."

Abbal's two eyes smiled, and Brightley was a little cramped by him.

He paused and said: "The entire Northeast region of the kingdom is under the control of us, the chief, do you see ... is it time to fulfill the second part of the agreement between us?"

"Agreement?" Abbal pretended to be surprised, his face was incredible. "Oh right, there is an agreement between us."

His tone hung Brightley's heart, thinking that the muscles would not regret it.

"In this case, let's implement it according to the second half of the agreement."

Abbal's words made Duke of Brightley relieved.

"Thank you, the chief of Abbal. I will send those gold coins and goods to your king's account as an appointment. May the friendship of the Burdley family and the grassland have a long -lasting generation, for a long time."

"Come! Put the map!" I saw the highest leader of the grassland orcs beckoning, and his servant immediately put a large map on the desktop.

What he wanted to do, Bradley had a hint of unsightly.

Abbal groped his chin, raised his beard around, and a cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Du Sang, as a proof of our friendship, I decided to give you these towns."

"What?" Duzan Brightley was inexplicable.

"Here, here, and here ... as a remuneration of fighting side by side, I generously given you."

Abbal pointed at the map and told him the above places one by one.

"Dear Du Sang, the next combat does not require your army, let's give it to us. Learn the soldiers back to your hometown. Aren't you always eager to bring a crown to yourself, let go to do it."

As if suddenly a thunderbolt suddenly dropped in the sky, Dulsan Brightley was shocked for a long time.

What he has been worried about happened.

According to the initial agreement, the Army of the Brightley family hired the orc to drive the royal family in the land of the loess. As a reward, a large number of money and supplies of the orcs are given every year.

The ambitions of the Bradley family stopped at the Loess and Nurlo as a corridor. When the orcs have gained an advantage on the battlefield and the autumn wind sweeps the territory of the northeast of the kingdom, the Duke is extremely happy. Imagine imagination. The entire land in the northeast of the kingdom will be ruled by himself.

It wasn't until he saw the orc's extraordinary enthusiasm. If it was just completed the task of employers, they did not need to be so desperate.

"Dear chief, I don't understand what you mean." Duzan Bladeli continued to pretend to be stupid. "Now your warriors have completed our agreement and can return to the grassland with loot. Give us to us. "

Abbal stared at his eyes, and suddenly made a laugh, and the orc generals present laughed.

This time, they expressed strong ridicule without fear.

"Duke of Bladeli!" Abbal's tone aggravated. "You have to return to the grassland after completing the agreement? Why? Don't forget that you have only the original and Nero of the loess at the time. I am a promise. People, now deliver the agreed land to you, but other places are not good, that's all the warriors on the grassland played for them! Oh my God! Gift it to you, right? "

The chief's expression was very exaggerated.

"No! You can't do this!" Bradley panicked and became angry. "The orcs belong to the grassland, and should not be stubbornly landed in the south of Kiki Mountain!"

The orc's chief responded rudely: "It's different today! Now the northern Olso is like a fat lamb meat, waiting for us to taste it slowly."

He did not give the Duke at all.

Duzan Bryardley's head fainted, bitter in his heart, with the help of the orc's army to achieve his own purpose and letting human land arrest to the orcs, it is completely different.

The former will be regarded by many people as a kind of power, and the latter is destined to make themselves infamous in human history.

Because of anger and fear, his face almost turned purple.

For a period of time, the Grandpa's agreement with himself and the orcs was confident, because in the idea at that time, the orc army entering the Ordo will be an auxiliary or at most with the armed forces with the Brightley family. For the power, the two sides cooperate to fight against the powerful royal army.

However, when the orc Army really poured into the northeast of the kingdom through the Luoji Mountain and the Niran corridor, he found that he was estimated to be wrong.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Abbal sly concealed the strength of the Wang account in his previous interaction and let the Duke greatly underestimate his allies, but after they revealed their true teeth, they found that the power they mastered quickly dropped to a one. There is an optional state that a series of tough battles with the royal army are conducted by the orc army.

"In this case, I think the distribution is unfair."

But after realizing that he could hardly avoid being cursed, Dusan Bradley immediately turned to grabbing more benefits for himself. The distribution he mentioned refers to the several towns that Abar had just given him, which he thought were just a drop in the bucket.

"The Bradley family's army also participated in many battles. At least half of the Black Earth Plain can be considered a reasonable reward."

Abar widened his eyes, as if shocked by the Duke's shamelessness.

He decided not to argue with the other party anymore, because he knew that humans are best at asking for a high price and paying it back on the ground.

"Roar!" The chief shouted angrily, doing something that fits the human stereotype of orcs, and kicked over the table.

"Dousan, what are the abilities of your guys? Can't I see that? I gave you a part of it because of our friendship in the past. Since you are so greedy, I changed my mind now. You heard me, now you only have the Yellow Earth Land. As for the others, the Nerodan Corridor, the Black Stone Plain, and what I just said, don't even think about it!"

"No! The Nerodan Corridor is what we agreed on!"

The Duke was frightened by his sudden change of face and fell into the abyss of despair, but still wanted to fight for it.

Abar pointed at his nose with a ferocious face, "You were greedy first, now return to your own territory immediately, this is my last mercy!"

Dousan Bradley had to suppress his anger desperately, turned around and led his men out of the tent.