After that, it should be us.

Unload the mill and kill the donkey.

After unifying the world, without the restraint of Western forces, the Daluo Dynasty has no reason to keep our Beimang Royal Court. We have no choice but to surrender.

But if this really happens, we will fall into the abyss completely.

That group of Daluo people who think highly of themselves will not only put the orcs in cages and regard them as beasts like monsters, but they will also regard us prairie people as an inferior race.

In the final analysis, choosing to cooperate with the Daluo Dynasty is basically choosing to submit to Daluo.

And surrendering to Daluo is definitely a terrible choice.

As for cooperating with Western forces...well, that's not feasible either.

Regardless of the fact that the West and Daluo are currently at odds with each other, in fact, how can we, these forces, have any permanent hostile relationship?

If we dare to form an alliance with the Tulip Empire, the Violet Empire and the Daluo Dynasty will turn around and join forces to destroy us first, thus forming a two-legged alliance between the two countries.

It would also be a different situation to cooperate with Violet.

After much deliberation, compared with these circumstances, our grassland might as well remain neutral... and so on."

As he said that, Hurius suddenly became a little surprised. He looked at the white-haired old man above the hall and said in surprise: "Hey, old man, why did you suddenly mention the cooperation with Da Luo? What are you thinking about?"

"I'm just wondering when the world will finally usher in peace."

The white-haired old man looked up at the dome mural, stretched out his hand to wrap the black cloak around him, and murmured softly: "If the Daluo Dynasty can unify the world, will there be no more wars in this world? After all, the world is unified,

Is there any battle left to fight?”

"Thinking too much."

Jurius waved his hand and said calmly: "This is nonsense, even if the world is unified, war will start from within.

Small things lead to big things, such as the Daluo Dynasty. Although that area seems to be very peaceful now, I can guarantee that sooner or later, the family with the Eight Kingdoms surname will rebel against the Ying family.

And it’s not just Daluo, our grasslands are actually...forget it, let’s not talk about this.

To put it bluntly, there can never be eternal peace in this world. The so-called peace period is just the recovery time between the last war and the next war."

"I really don't like this sentence."

The white-haired old man shook his head, turned and left.

Jurius, on the other hand, withdrew his gaze, raised his head slightly, leaned against the throne, and let out a melodious sigh in the dim hall.

"Ying Cheng, Ying Cheng, the war between Grassland and Daluo was officially kicked off by that punch of yours that day."

"I wonder how many tricks I can do in your hands with the help of the Conjuring Academy in the next curtain call performance?"

"Oh, you guys named Ying really don't have any shortcomings except that you don't live long."

…

…

The wind and snow are howling!

On a stretch of endless snow-capped mountains, two figures of kings stood in the air, looking at each other from a distance!

"I thought you wouldn't go to the war appointment."

Hurius, wearing a golden crown and a blue royal robe, looked at the Eastern emperor in front of him with solemn eyes.

"Why don't you go?"

Ying Cheng was still wearing the black gold imperial robe of the Great Luo Dynasty, with a calm expression, "You yourself issued a challenge and begged me to beat you up. Why can't I be as beautiful as a man? Or..."

The emperor opened his hands and looked around the wind and snow with a smile, "Do you think I am afraid? Are you afraid that you and those white-skinned pigs will set a trap to ambush me? Do you think I will be worried about this? Hahahahahaha!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh. The sound of the wind and snow around him couldn't cover up his wild laughter.

"I'm even looking forward to it!"

Suddenly, Ying Cheng turned his head violently and looked at Hurius in front of him. His expression was extremely complicated, with fighting intent, sadness, and even envy. "Some people always say that the Ying family's royal family will not live to be more than a hundred years old. This is too true."

It’s not accurate. In fact, only very, very few of the Ying family can live to be over 90 years old.

Most of the Ying family members will die in their 80s, which is still a long way from being a hundred years old.

And I'm almost there too.

But I'm only 76 years old... Unlike you, I have a lot of time to waste. I don't have such a long life, so I can only use these short decades of life to live as much as possible.

Wonderful.

My prince has also been chosen. He is excellent and I have no worries.

So I'm actually looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to what kind of conspiracy you and those white-skinned pigs might have to die. It would be best if a few demigods could gather here.

After all, I don’t have much time left to live, at most a year or two? Then I have to die of old age, ha!

I think if I can use an earth-shattering battle as my farewell to this world, it would be a very, very good way to end my career."

Having said this, Ying Cheng looked at the Beimang Khan in front of him and grinned softly, "Hurius, what do you think?"

"If it were your choice, would you die on the battlefield or die in bed?"
Chapter completed!