In the desert in the northwest, in the orcs' meeting hall. Amid a noise, the patriarch Tyson suddenly coughed dryly, indicating that everyone would calm down.

"Uh... the Grand Sima of the East, if there is really any difficulty in King Longhong, we won't mention the land two hundred miles west of Mojiang!"

The patriarch Tyson looked at Dongfang Yufu with a slight smile. Although he spoke highly on the surface, anyone could tell that the patriarch Tyson clearly showed a strong dissatisfaction with what Dongfang Yufu said just now.

Dongfang Yufu silently glanced at the orcs in the hall, and finally turned her eyes to the patriarch Tyson.

Dongfang Yufu nodded slightly and said, "Clan leader and friends of the Orcs, don't worry. Since our Da Ku intends to transfer the territory west of Mojiang to the Orcs, we will naturally not deliberately make things difficult for the Orcs."

The patriarch Tyson nodded slightly, but still looked at Dongfang Yufu with a puzzled look on his face and said slowly: "I wonder what the small request that Dongfang Grand Sima had just mentioned is?"

Dongfang Yufu suddenly stood up, clasped her fists at the orcs, and then said in a strong tone: "Since the founding of the country, my Dalu has experienced dozens of kings, working hard to govern, and countless ancestors have spared no blood to stain the battlefield and buried their bones in a foreign land, which has returned to the vast territory of my Dalu today.

As the saying goes, one inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, one touch of territory and one cluster of souls.

How can the territory of a country be lost? This is the ancestral teaching that has been followed by the kings of our Dalu for all generations."

Everyone in the Orc clan, including the patriarch Tyson, nodded silently after listening to Dongfang Yufu's words.

After all, Dongfang Yufu's words were very reasonable. The territory was exchanged for countless lives by people. How could they be easily abandoned?

Dongfang Yufu took a breath and continued, "But now, our king is willing to risk the crime of violating the will of the previous kings to give the Mojiang River two hundred miles west of the radius of radius to the orcs. Only the orcs and our Daluans must sign an alliance with us, and from then on, we will communicate with Kunzhong.

At the end of the year every year, the orcs symbolically give us some harvest to the Da Ku to show that the king had explained to his ancestors. From then on, the orcs can live west of Mojiang forever. With the protection of the Da Ku, the orcs can survive and reproduce safely west of the Mojiang River."

As soon as Dongfang Yufu finished speaking, the patriarch Tyson nodded silently and said, "The Eastern Grand Sima said that it is not without reason. The land west of Mojiang was occupied by Da Ku more than three hundred years ago.

Now I am giving it to us orcs empty-handed, and I deserve some rewards.”

Tyson suddenly turned his gaze to the elders of the Orcs and said, "Uh... it's not as good as our Orcs. From now on, we will take out ten percent of the products of the land west of Mojiang every year and hand them over to Da Ku?"

As soon as Tyson said this, several of the orc elders nodded slightly to agree, while others silently bowed their heads.

Dongfang Yufu stared at the orc elders in the hall and suddenly said, "Ten percent is too heavy, just hand in five percent every year."

Before leaving the imperial capital, Dongfang Yufu made a special trip to ask the king Longhong and Queen Bai Luoyun for instructions on this matter. The king and Queen finally reached an agreement on their opinions, which was to collect 5% of the tax.

After all, it has been desolate to the west of Mojiang River for a long time.

Due to its special geographical location, it is difficult to produce water and food. Now it is handed over to the orcs for management. Da Ku does not need to spend one person on his own and can produce some harvest every year. It is better than being barren and without harvest?

Therefore, the great king Longhong and queen Bai Luoyun have not given high requirements for the orcs' annual tributes.

After listening to Dongfang Yufu's reply, Tyson was immediately filled with joy. After all, the land west of Mojiang was many times stronger than their northwest desert.

Tyson himself originally suggested submitting 10% of the harvest to Dalu. After all, the large area of ​​land west of Mojiang is indeed a Feng Shui treasure land for the orcs, which is very suitable for the orcs to survive.

But what surprised Tyson was that Da Ku directly reduced half of the chips Tyson said, which was undoubtedly another kind of favor Da Ku's to the orc clan.

So after listening to Dongfang Yufu's words, Tyson nodded immediately, and the excitement on his cheeks became even more obvious.

In the hall, the elders of the Orcs looked at each other, and everyone looked happy.

Several elders who had a lot of opinions about what the patriarch Tyson said had nodded in agreement at this moment.

The orcs have lived in the desert desert in the northwest for more than a hundred years. There are few oasis in the desert desert in the northwest, which is seriously lacking in water resources, and more of them are the Gobi Desert.

Hundreds of years ago, the powerful race that was originally dominating the Demon-killing Continent was forced to retreat to the desert in the northwest after repeated defeats.

It is precisely because the environment in the desert wasteland in the northwest is extremely harsh, that in just a few hundred years, the population of the orcs has dropped sharply, less than one-tenth of the time when they entered the desert wasteland in the northwest.

The orcs also ended up with talents and no longer had the capital to compete for the world in the past.

In the past few decades, in order to avoid the tragic disaster, the orcs have launched attacks on Fenglang City, the northwestern border of the Chiang Kingdom countless times.

The orcs intend to break through Fenglang City, return to the trapped beast plain where their ancestors once lived, and strive for a place to live and reproduce.

However, the country of Chiang attached great importance to the border defense line of Fenglang City in the northwest border. It not only sent more heavy troops to guard it, but also built Fenglang City as solid as a soup.

No matter how the orcs thieves blood and sacrifice, they will not hesitate to launch hundreds of battles, but they will never be able to break through the border fortress of Fenglang City.

Now, the orcs can finally get out of the deserts in the northwest and find a place to live in the land west of the Dalumo River.

For the orcs, this is the greatest gift given by God.

When Dongfang Yufu saw that all the elders of the orcs were smiling, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "It is obvious that judging from the current situation, the orcs have agreed to the request made by our Dalu.

I fulfilled my mission and finally completed the entrusted work of the king and the queen, avoiding the war between the great clan and the alien race due to friction."

Dongfang Yufu suddenly took out two pieces of brocade from her sleeve, held it in her hand, and then bowed to the clan leader Tyson and said, "Since the clan leader has no objection to this matter, then please sign and seal the treaty and take over the land deed certificate of two hundred miles west of Mojiang."

The elders of the orcs all looked at the patriarch Tyson. Tyson thought for a moment and then nodded slowly.

The orc elder who was closest to the patriarch Tyson, saw that Tyson had nodded in agreement, stood up without hesitation and strode to Dongfang Yufu.

The orc elder covered his chest with his left hand and bowed to Dongfang Yufu first. Then he took the two pieces of brocade in Dongfang Yufu's hand with a smile, and immediately handed the two pieces of brocade to the patriarch Tyson.

Tyson took the brocade handed over by the elder of the Orcs, and slowly opened the first brocade with a hint of doubt.

I saw the brocade depicting plains, hills, rivers and canals, 200 miles west of the Mojiang River. Behind the topographic map, there is a small regular script with the words "The western border of the country, on the west bank of the Mojiang River. The mountains, rivers, the country, every inch of land is gold. The east-west horizontal direction is, the maximum span is about 207 miles. The north-south vertical direction is, the maximum span is about 199 miles. There are many plains, few hills, and dozens of river channels and canals, all starting from the north of the Mojiang River and converging to the south of the Mojiang River. The soil in its area is of high sand content."

At the end of these small words, there are two seals of Daluo's national seal and the official seal of Daluo's land deed.

Tyson re-rolled the deed and put it away. Then he opened the second brocade, and the first line of the four ink characters were written in the first line. The writing was very heavy, the characters were thick and large, and it was written with the four words "Association Treaty".

Tyson read carefully the content of the Alliance Treaty.

The focus of the elders of the orcs was nothing more than that of Dahu, who donated the Mojiang area to the orcs, who formed an alliance with Dahu from then on.

The orcs are not allowed to cross north of the Mojiang River without authorization to seek relief, follow the various suggestions of Da Ku, and do not violate the covenant.

If Dahu encounters a major war in the future, the orcs must send troops to reinforce the situation as soon as possible. At the same time, if the orcs are in danger, Dahu will also send troops to reinforce the situation.

The orcs should pay 5% of the total harvest to the Dahu imperial capital every year as a reward for the land given to the donation.

...

Seeing that the elders had no objection, Tyson bit his finger through and pressed a bloody fingerprint on the covenant.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yufu smiled bitterly and shook her head, then said to a civil servant beside her: "Master Li, quickly take out the pen and ink and present it to the patriarch."

Li Zhubo replied: "Yes." He immediately took out a brush from his arms, dipped some ink on the inkstone he carried with him, and immediately presented the brush to the patriarch Tyson.

Tyson took the brush, was slightly stunned, then smiled helplessly and murmured: "Do you still have to write a name?"

Dongfang Yufu nodded slightly and said, "It should be."

Tyson picked up the brush, wrote his name crookedly on the fingerprints, and immediately handed over the brush and the alliance treaty to Li Zhubo.

Li Zhubo took back his brush and handed over the signing and stamping alliance treaty to Dongfang Yufu.

Dongfang Yufu settled the alliance treaty, suddenly stood up, clasped her fists at Tyson and said, "Congratulations to the clan leader, the land west of Mojiang will belong to you orcs from today.

Uh... Since the matter is over, it is not convenient for me to bother you, so I will say goodbye."

Tyson said: "Don't the Eastern Grand Sima stayed for a meal before leaving? Although the desert in the northwest is not as fertile as your land, it will not make the guests from afar go hungry."

Dongfang Yufu smiled and said, "I don't have to bother the clan leader anymore. I have to go back and report to the king and the queen. When I have the opportunity to meet the clan leader in the imperial capital, how about I, Dongfang Yufu?"

Everyone in the hall smiled, and the environment on site suddenly became extremely harmonious.
Chapter completed!