My Dreams Can Come True

"It's greed." Lawrence said.

Yari was startled: "What did you say?"

Lawrence sneered: "Anyway, this war is for profit. Don't push the responsibility on me. If the badger bear collar is not greedy, can the wind and bronze collar move you? Failure has become my mistake? "

Ari became furious and said, "It's not your fault or whose fault? Are you all right? We vowed to say that we have the scorpion, the magician, and the four bunkers behind Steller's **** There is no doubt about defeat! At that time, our two families will divide the planet equally! What is going on now? What about your clever tongue? How about your self-confidence? Tell me now that you surrender and you are done?"

"You can choose to continue to fight against them. You have also seen that their second knights did not lose a single battle. Open your eyes and see! We have lost more than 8,000 people! Except for Styler's family knights , They didn't have a battle damage, what do you want me to do? Is this an enemy that our territory can face? If I can solve them, I still have to talk nonsense with you? The entire planet will be our wind and bronze leader! Are you an idiot?" Lawrence was also angry.

Yari's face blushed and white, and he couldn't speak. He also knew that he was just angering. In fact, the enemy's strength has surpassed the limit of using tactics to balance, so losing has become an inevitable result. .

He squatted down and covered his face, crying: "What should I do? How can I explain it when I go back? The lord will definitely kill me and hang me by the city gate with a hook on his chin."

Lawrence said with disdain: "What you are afraid of, it won't last long."

Yary cried and blew out his nasal blisters. He raised his head and looked at Lawrence. Lawrence glanced at the messy face of Yary, and said unhurriedly: "At most the next day, you will die, and then in five to six Within the sky, your wound will rot, and then the neck bone can no longer bear the weight of your body, breaks open, and then a bag full of rotting gravy falls down and falls to the ground...Bang...your body It will explode, and the body fluid and internal organs will flow down... Don't be afraid, you are already dead by then, and it won't hurt."

Yari's face became paler and paler, his eyes rolled up, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Lawrence glanced at him in disgust, took out a silk paw, wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Unfortunately... it didn't burst."

The magician said: "The Badger Bear has sent a trash over this time."

Lawrence shrugged: "What's the difference between me and trash? He didn't pull my hind legs, but the willpower is really weak. If you lose, you lose. Compared with him, I have nothing to be proud of."

"I am not interested in discussing with you whether you are a waste or not. I am entrusted by you to launch an attack on the Lord of Bloodsand. Therefore, we will not bear the responsibility for defeat. As for the ransom and compensation, We are not in your post-war negotiation regulations." The magician said.

Lawrence said happily: "If it's just a matter of money, then I'm fine. I will negotiate with them about the ransom and compensation."

"We have completed the contract, so what you promised, I hope you can implement it in accordance with the contract." The magician said.

"Yes, the contract is sacred. I will urge Jerry to complete this contract." Lawrence nodded.

"Our Holy Spirit, I hope you can negotiate with them and give it back to us. I believe that they will not easily refuse to get the friendship of the Mage Tower." The magician said.

"I refuse." Lawrence replied.

"Okay, then I didn't ask...what did you say?" The magician said smoothly, but suddenly realized that it seemed that the other party had rejected him just now? Am I wrong?

"I said I refused, as a defeated, what right do I have to make terms with the other party?" Lawrence said.

The magician's face was ugly: "We are fighting for you. We have used our own blood to call out the magical Holy Spirit. Now that our Holy Spirit is captured by the other party, you even said that you are the defeated and cannot make the conditions!?"

Lawrence said: "Our contract is for you to assist us in the fight, and we will take another shot. Then, Yari and I will give you the sage quarry and the three-color hazel tree in our hands. Obviously, this can only be done after returning to the territory. Things, that is, we did not breach the contract, did we?"

The magician snorted coldly: "Yes, you did not breach the contract."

Lawrence continued: "When you assisted us, you only said to help us once, and it didn't mean that we won, right?"

The magician said: "Which one dares to say that he will definitely win?"

Lawrence slowly said: "Then I'm surprised. In our contract, there is no mention of being responsible for your losses. Now you are looking for me to help you get the Holy Spirit back. Are you stupid or are you too arrogant? Or is it because you helped me in vain and didn't make any money?"

Lawrence continued: "So the content of our contract is to exchange the Sage's Vein and Sancai Hazel for your chance to shoot. That's it. When is there any mention of us being responsible for your losses?"

The magician gritted his teeth and said: "Are you trying to refuse the friendship of the wizard tower?"

Lawrence sighed: "You are really spoiled and totally ignorant of the world; I suggest that you really want to take back your Holy Spirit and lower your posture. They are far more powerful than our existence. You let me go. Send me a message? Is this for me to convey your order? Shouldn't the first consideration now be how to get the other party to give up the complicated way of killing?"

At this time, a doctor hurriedly walked in: "My lord, our medicine and bandages are not enough."

Lawrence said: "Everyone hold on for a while. Before the sun sets on the horizon, I will ask the other party to end this war. I will try to let the wounded soldiers enter the city for treatment. If they can't survive the wounded at that time... you let them go. So painful.

The sun goes down.

Lawrence used a spear with a spearhead in his hand, picked a few white Sipas, and walked towards the city of Warren.

Not far from the city gate, with a swish, an arrow shot out and plunged into the ground in front of him.

"Who!?" someone shouted on the wall.

"Wind brass collar, Earl Lawrence." Lawrence replied.

"We are now on both sides of the war, what are you doing?" The soldier on the wall informed the leader that the questioner turned into the leader.

"We think this is a wrong war, so we should end it instead of continuing to kill each other!" Lawrence replied.

"You started the war, and now you say you don't want to fight anymore? Get out if you don't want to fight!" The boss said fragrantly.

Lawrence is speechless: If I can get out, why should I come to you? In the vast desert, once this battle is defeated, where do I go?

"Who is underneath?" Lawrence, who was choking speechless, heard the vague voice of questioning from above.

"Holy Lord, I said it was Earl Lawrence with a bronze collar. He said he came to make a peace talk. I beg him!?"

"Lawrence?"

Lawrence is overjoyed, isn't that guy Styler on it?

"Steller! It's me! Lawrence! We shouldn't fight this war! I think we need to communicate! Let's talk in person!" he cried out.

"Yo! Lawrence, you want to talk to me? What are you talking about? You are not planning to use this opportunity to assassinate me, are you?" Styler poked his head out.

Still found a few seriously injured but unbroken family knights from the dead, Styler was overjoyed and hurried over to check their injuries. After the medication, their injuries stabilized, but it still depends on their luck, this hot weather A slight infection is a dead end. After visiting the wounded knight, he worried that the wind bronze collar and the badger bear collar would attack the city in the dark, so he came and took a look. Who knew he would meet Lawrence.

Lawrence listened to what he said, wishing to smash his head to death on this city wall. You are such a warrior. You were killed from the army in the afternoon without any damage. Now I am afraid that I will assassinate you?

"Put him in the basket and pull him up." Fortunately, Styler didn't use his tongue anymore, but he just stabbed him in a serious way and arranged for him to enter the city.

After being pulled up to the wall, Styler was nowhere to be seen. Only dozens of soldiers came around, watching him with indifference. Lawrence felt a little hairy in his heart, and said with a dry smile: "Where is your Lord?"

A little boss said coldly: "Come with me!"

Lawrence followed the boss to a hut under the city wall.

"The conditions are simple, so let's go." Styler said coldly, sitting on the only chair in the room.

"Just treat old classmates like this?" Lawrence asked.

"What's your position? I only know that someone invaded my territory before. Speaking of which, we are the enemy? I think it seems that the residents of this city should be allowed to beat you first?" Shi Taylor sneered.

"Well, don't ridicule me, Styler, we admit that we lost, what are you going to do with us?" Lawrence dissatisfied.

Styler laughed wildly.

Lawrence looked hesitantly and said: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

Styler laughed out of breath, and stopped for a long time: "Are you going to make me laugh to death? It's a pity, I almost succeeded; why laugh? You invaded us aggressively and started the war. Now I am still very dissatisfied with the result and want to end it soon and stop the loss in time? Who gave you such a big face? The war starts with you, but when will it end, do you think you have the final say?"

"Is it true that the person who claimed to be extremely wise and confessed that losing to me this martial artist... is a kind of humiliation to you? Aha! You have graciously admitted your failure, and you are an upright person, shouldn't I? I will cooperate with you immediately and tell you that a momentary defeat is not a defeat? Did you take the wrong medicine? Lawrence? What do you mean by such a high attitude? I should kneel down in front of you like a pariah and kiss you The vamp?"

Lawrence's face flushed red: "Styler, you, you know I didn't mean that!"

Styler slapped the table next to him fiercely and said angrily: "What do you mean? If you lose, you will have the position and attitude of the loser. Do you think it should be over? I think the family knights died less than a hundred people! I think It shouldn’t end yet! I’m going to watch you die of thirst! Starve to death! Heat to death!"

Lawrence sighed: "It shouldn't be like this, Styler, it shouldn't be like this. The "Code of Nobility" said that even if the war is defeated, the dignity of the nobles should be guaranteed, and the nobles have the right to redeem themselves by paying compensation."

Styler shouted violently: "Fuck your mother's shit! What will you do with me if I lose? I never believe that you will allow me to spend my own life! You are all ready to kill me, now Tell me about the "Code"?"

Lawrence was silent. Indeed, they were not at ease when they came, and they came to kill Styler. He sighed: "Well, maybe what I said just now made you uncomfortable. I apologize, I'll change one. Say it: what conditions do you have to accept to give us supplies and let us leave?"

Steller sneered: "What kind of conditions? What kind of conditions will your family give you to redeem you?"

Lawrence said: "According to the "Code of Nobility"..."

Styler interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Don't mention to me the 10 gold coins of the "Code of Nobility" as a soldier, 15 gold coins for the boss, 20 gold coins for the squad leader, 30 gold coins for the squadron, and 40 gold coins for the squad leader. The leader of the time, you and that silly bear, 10,000 gold coins, those magicians, 15,000 gold coins per person, 5,000 gold coins per person from the scorpion tribe, 5,000 gold coins per worm, and I will take one if there is a living one; My knight has killed 416 people, 3000 gold coins a person, go back and calculate, and then come to discuss with me how to pay."

Lawrence smiled bitterly: "You just killed me and sold me, and our wind and bronze collar won't use so many gold coins to redeem me."

Steller said: "It doesn't matter, until they agree."

Lawrence said anxiously: "We can't hold on for this long! We don't have enough food, enough water, enough medicine!"

Steller said coldly: "Does it have anything to do with me? I invited you to come? Let's go, leave my territory far away, I don't want to see you, I think I am unlucky."

Lawrence said anxiously: "Steller, you can't do this to me! If you don't help us, we will be dead."

Steller smiled: "There is such a good thing? Then I'm really...so happy, go to death, do you think that money can smooth out the hatred between us? Sorry, no such thing, immediately Go away, don't make me change my mind, you annoying me."

"Come here! Send this great nobleman out of our filthy town!" Styler called out loudly. Following his voice, a few soldiers came in outside and walked out with Lawrence.

Lawrence said anxiously: "Let's talk again! Talk again! There must be other ways to solve this problem."

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