Chapter 950 Wanshu
"A challenger?"
Hearing this, Liusu was slightly stunned.
When he looked at Ye Fan again, there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.
"So King Ye, are you going to be the first challenger?"
"Maybe?" Ye Fan replied, extending an olive branch once again, "What we have to do may be enough to be recorded in history, and now you can also have such an opportunity."
"Why don't you think about it?"
"Forget it." Liusu shook his head, "We have been hiding until now, but it has actually proven that we are rats without righteousness."
"Why does King Ye bother so much with us people?"
"Yes." Liusu's rejection was within Ye Fan's expectation. He nodded, pondered a little, and then said, "Do you want to make a deal?"
"Deal?" Liusu said, "What deal?"
"Work with me to save Storm City." Ye Fanyan replied concisely: "Then I will help you win Le City."
"It's interesting." This suggestion made Liusu narrow his eyes, "Would King Ye also say the same thing as Lord Yueqiu?"
"Maybe." Ye Fan replied, with a playful expression that was hard to figure out.
"Storm City involves a lot." Liusu is also a veteran. He did not give any clear answer, but seemed to mean something: "King Ye going to Storm City will not necessarily save King Ming. On the contrary, he will fall into In a whirlpool.”
"Who are they targeting King Ming?" Ye Fan asked: "If the front line collapses, no one will benefit."
"That's not necessarily true." Liusu shook his head, "In today's situation, it's no longer clear who is a human and who is a ghost."
"Just like Lord Yueqiu, as a descendant of the Glazed Sect, doesn't he also collude with the Inhumans? What's more, these frontline kings, after so many years of hard work, are they as simple as they seem on the surface?"
"You mean..." Ye Fan seemed to react after hearing this, "Someone is colluding with the Warcraft Dynasty."
"I don't know about that," Liusu replied, "But one conclusion we can draw is that no one on the front line really wants to contribute to the fight between Warcraft and Human Race."
"Only King Ming is willing, so he is a thorn in everyone's side, just like King Ye is the only one who wants to fight for the human race, so you are also a thorn in everyone's side in the human race."
"The most criticized word has always been a very dangerous word."
"Understood." Ye Fan nodded slowly. He had actually felt it before, as if King Li who deliberately stopped him had revealed to him the different darkness under the turbulent front line.
This is why he came to Lecheng and why he wanted to recruit these people.
"In this case, I can only go to Yue Qiu." Ye Fan sighed helplessly and turned around.
"It's just that if we help him, we will need to destroy all eleven of your regiments."
Hearing this, Liusu's eyelids twitched.
You can really say it if you want to destroy the eleven Tuanhui.
"Although we can't cooperate, maybe we can use another method." Although he cursed in his heart, it was of course impossible for Ye Fan to go to Yueqiu like this, Liusu also continued.
"Perhaps I can go to King Ye to convince other groups, and we can privately provide some more manpower to help King Ye attack Storm City."
"Of course, if you put in more effort, King Ye will also need to do something for us."
After hearing this, Liusu was also thinking, seeming to be considering what conditions could be used to impress Ye Fan.
Of course, such conditions must be within the scope of these groups.
"On the basis of the original promise, we can add another hundred thousand soldiers and horses, plus three king-level soldiers." After a while, Liusu finally said: "This part of the soldiers and horses can completely obey King Ye's orders until King Ye conquers Storm City.”
"Can you still produce so many people?" Ye Fan asked with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
These groups were arranged by Yue Qiu, and they had already asked for more than 100,000 yuan. Now, they can still give out 100,000 yuan?
"After all, we also have our own heritage." Liusu was noncommittal.
"Then what are your conditions?" Ye Fan replied. Although he was shocked in his heart, he seemed to be still thinking on the surface.
"I believe King Ye can see that Lecheng will soon have a real battle for ownership." Liusu said: "We have enough confidence that we can go smoothly. Of course, it will definitely be better if there is a way out. ”
"I hope King Ye can set aside a piece of land in Nanchuan so that we people can have a place to go if we are desperate."
"No problem." Ye Fan agreed immediately.
So simple?
Liusu was stunned for a moment, "Isn't King Ye worried about anything?"
"No, I really want you to come." Ye Fan replied, with a deep smile on his face.
He knew that Liusu's idea was just to use this excuse to gain a piece of territory in the interior for them.
Nowadays, the situation in the inland has gradually become clearer. It is not easy to join rashly. However, if you are in Nanchuan, you can hide yourself and develop quietly. It is a good choice. This is just like the magic star people. The idea is the same.
only……
Forget it in Lecheng, out of reach. If they really dare to come to Nanchuan, I have plenty of ways to deal with them!
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"Prince Ming, how are you?"
In Storm City, above the tower, the commander stood at the door worriedly and asked carefully.
"It's okay." Prince Ming's voice came from inside the door. His voice was full of energy, but there was an unmistakable weakness in it.
"The ban in Storm City has been worn out a lot today, and it may not last for half a month." The commander continued: "And another group of people appeared in the city. I don't know where they came from. It seems that they have escaped the ban. ”
"I understand." Prince Ming's reply came, "You go down first and tell your generals not to panic."
"Okay." The commander responded and turned around to leave, but the sadness on his face was as dense as the dark clouds on Storm City.
How could they not panic? They were surrounded by beasts and there were many people of unknown origin in the city. Everyone knew that Storm City was likely to be destroyed.
If King Ming hadn't been there, he would have run away.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Inside the door is Prince Ming's room. The once simple and grand decoration is no longer there. The room is empty except for a futon.
The burly and muscular man was sitting on the futon. He was obviously experiencing some pain. The muscles all over his body were uncontrollably tense, and he was trembling inadvertently.
But after a long time, this strange situation finally disappeared.
He exhaled a long breath, and the first thing he did was not to tidy himself up, but to pick up the pocket watch beside him.
There is a photo in the pocket watch, that is the only love in his life.
"The integration still failed."
"Wanshu, this time, I seem to have really encountered a crisis that I can't survive."
