On the evening of this day, when the "Iron King" Alverdekaromins staggered back to his "bedroom palace" that was as simple as a village chief's house, the ears seemed to be buzzing, and the scenes of negotiations seemed to be replaying in his mind.

The chief consul of the Neyril Empire, who is as small as a girl, looks as handsome as an elf, and has a silver hair as elegant as a moonlight, gave him a diplomatic lesson to His Majesty, who has always been on the well and has been obscured by the news, and told him sincerely what is the style of a great power, what is the power of the overlord, and what is the axiom...

"...What? Do you think I am not talking to you, but I am accomplice of the invaders?! Please, is our relationship very good? There are indeed many rifts between the Neserel Empire and the Red Robe Mage, but they are not friends of you Lesermanians since more than thirty years ago, your ex-first "Oslow, signed an alliance with the Elves Far East Army, our covenant has broken down." "I am just the acting consul of the Neserel Empire, not the messenger of the justice that protects the rights and interests of the weak. Dear Iron King, please do not have too high hopes. In addition, you are going to discuss these things that have happened now, which I personally think is meaningless!

And I led the army across half of the continent to come here, not to listen to you to argue who is right or wrong, but to make this land restore peace as soon as possible and have the ability to unite against the Tukan nomads. No matter what method you use, Lethermans shake hands with the Red Robe Mage, is a way to reconcile: but on the other hand, let me send the Emperor* team to kill your city and eliminate the last little armed force of the Lethermans, it seems that peace can be restored. As long as all the people on this land are dead, there will naturally be no war...

If you continue to be hot and play the tragic card, then I will never mind using shells and swords to wake you up!!" "…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………Your diplomacy seems to be very problematic! Since ancient times, the so-called diplomatic mediation has never been to mediate conflicts with a middle or fair position. Instead, it is necessary to compare the actual battlefield situation with the strength of both sides to come up with a solution that meets the actual interests of both sides. The basic principle followed is to allow the losers to avoid greater losses, and the winners can cash in on their spoils as soon as possible. Finally, the party participating in the mediation must also obtain their own rewards.

As for this Near East Peace Conference, the expectation of our Near East Empire is to allow the countries in the Near East to temporarily cease war and fight, unanimously eliminate the remnants of the Tukan Khan Expeditionary Force, and it is best to obtain the head of Timur Khan. As for Sel's red robe mage, he only hopes to disband the already nameless Federation, restore the independence of Sel's country, and then get a little cheaper on the border.

And you Lethermans, in addition to the Serre Plateau, which does not belong to you, will also only lose some border land that has been lost and cannot be recovered in a short period of time. In addition, after this war and massacre, your entire Letherman Kingdom is estimated to be only a maximum of 30,000 people left. Half of them are in this Imilma City, and the other half is scattered among the mountains and ridges. Since there is no one left, what's the use of occupying such a lot of land? You can't save it even if you give it to you!

What's more, the above things are all the trophys that the red-robed mages have obtained through their courageous performance on the battlefield. The Nasèrel Empire has just estimated the price for their results and made a list for you to sign. If your country feels unconvinced, it can take all of this back on the battlefield in the future, but it is definitely not now!" "I feel wronged? I feel unfair? Haha! There is no way, the world is so harsh, the losers deserve to be punished, and only the winners are worthy of talking about justice! And you have been defeated... It is best not to get things that you can't get on the battlefield...............

What's more, the Sel Red Robe Mages who created these massacres also have their justice in the evidence provided by the Red Robe Mage Association. I have seen several large boxes of black materials for crimes such as the witches of you Letherman who are pursuing bribes on the Sel Plateau, brutally suppressing the people, creating a famine of millions of starving people and wantonly massacre refugees every year, etc.!

According to these statistics, the Sergs who died in recent years are probably several times the total population of your Leatherman! According to the principle of one life to one life, even if you implement a genocide policy on you Leatherman, it seems that you deserve it..."

"The diplomatic status that a country can have should be proportional to their national strength. With your poor national strength that Letherman is on the verge of end of the country, you are not qualified to continue to pursue the hegemony of the Near East! Let the conservative and backward Lethermans dominate the Serre Federation and rule half of the Feren continent be proved to be a historical mistake! Now, it is time to dissolve this unsustainable federation, correct this historical error, let the Near East countries get rid of your shackles and embark on a new path of independent development!

In addition, don't you want to truly become the king who dominates this country, rather than a puppet and symbol wearing an iron crown?" "……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

‘The other party actually threw away all the red tape and the gorgeous words, spreading all the black, white, righteous, obscure, dirty, open, and unspoken rules on the table, and making plans and bargaining without any scruples……

To be honest, Alverite was not angry about this because there was no lie in the words of the silver-haired consul. Everyone knew each other well. Although this treaty was a shameful and humiliating country for Leatherman, in the final analysis, he could only blame himself for not being able to do his best on the battlefield.

What's more, for him, the "Iron King", this treaty can still make his royal power internationally recognized and better subdue the country.

No matter what the circumstances are, the interests of individuals and states cannot be completely consistent.

Then, everything went on naturally: the red-robed wizards who had basically achieved all their goals, took the truce treaty of moji and retreated with satisfaction, leaving only a few elite soldiers, who joined the two bears of the giant bear army to prepare to participate in the war as a testimony to fulfill the alliance: the soldiers of the giant bear army of Naisèrel Empire rushed into the headquarters of the Witch Association in Imilma under the guidance of his Iron King.

At this time, the Witch Association was left with only two or three big cats and kittens, and nine of the ten "Oslows" died unfortunately. In the end, the only surviving "Oslow" was a poor old woman with half-hemiplegic eyes blinded due to the failure of the spell test. Faced with the coercion of two great arcane masters, a voter and the "Iron King" His Majesty, His Majesty Leatherman, the strongest warrior, and even with a slight quarrel, she finally cut off her fingerprints in the Near East Peace Treaty that was powerless and humiliated, ceded the land and seeking peace, and another statement that she gave up all the political rights of the Witch Association, and from then on, she swore all her hands to death on the magic contract of the Iron King.

In this way, the "Iron King" who was originally unworthy of his name finally became the real King Leatherman.

But his Leatherman Kingdom has been decimated from a large fertile plain in the south of Zi, and only a very pitiful 30,000 people are left...

Just,……………………………………………………………….”

Thinking back to this point, the Iron King Alverette, who usually uses more muscle than his brain, couldn't help but sigh again, turned around and hugged his little boy Davis, took off his clothes and rolled on him...............

In the Captain Xiangrui room on the other side, when everything was settled, the acting chief executive of Ferry Taylor, who seemed arrogant and domineering, couldn't help but lie down on the armchair and sighed with lingering fear.

Only he himself knew that during the previous meeting, all the contents of the intimidation of the Iron King, who had a waxed and greasy muscles, in the name of the Nair Empire were actually bluffing.

After a continuous catastrophe and turmoil, the entire administrative system and military production system of the Naiserer Empire were completely defeated. The imperial government was unable to conscript troops, collect taxes, and replenish weapons for a while. Even food was not easy to get the remaining military ammunition on the Xiangrui, which was enough for him to maintain one or two high-intensity battles. If he fell into a continuous war of attrition in the Near East and the military production in the rear could not be restored for a long time, resulting in the cut off ammunition supply, he, the commander, would be really going to sit on wax!

Therefore, in this Near East battlefield far away from the local area, in order to be able to fight quickly, Feili had to propose a series of seemingly generous and tolerant agreements, hoping to recruit rebels as soon as possible, and end the war as quickly as possible. Even if many war dividends are given up for this, especially the opportunity to expand territory, it is willing to establish a "peace under the hegemony of the Nair Empire" and it is a sign of victory.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to be a conqueror who expands territory, but he doesn’t have the capital to be a conqueror who expands territory.

According to Feili's idea, he would rather choose a win that was shrunk but was absolutely reliable than want a gambling that had a huge gain but also had huge risks. He had reached the peak of the imperial politics, served as the chief consul for a period of time, and was destined to leave his name in history as the hero of saving the country. Why use all his capital to gamble in order to add a reputation on the cake?

To give a recent counterexample, in the catastrophe that almost collapsed the Naseril Empire, each side actually had the opportunity to gain and protect their best interests. However, due to lack of greed, they played against each other in the end, and they ended up dying together in the Magic Goddess Church, the Woking Church, the Southern Separatist forces, the Tukan Khanate, the previous elves kingdom and the Luo Bennian Elistuyn Church (the great earthquakes and collapses throughout the dark areas caused a lot of damage to the dungeon). Many forces on the entire Feren continent were all severely damaged.

Therefore, overall, in this completely collapsed game, Sel's red-robed mages took advantage!

1 Although the Ser Plateau, which was inherited by the Red Robe Mages, was already a terrible purgatory and scorched earth, they cleverly used the iron hooves and butcher knives of Tukan nomads to turn most advanced civilized countries on the Feren continent into ruins, thus reducing them as much as possible.

After the gap, we will pull everyone back to the same starting line. It doesn’t matter if our country is a little rotten, just destroy other countries too!

Who said that now is such a tragic world that is comparable to each other and fails?

Thinking of this, Feili couldn't help but sigh again, and what made him even more trouble was that just when he was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, Lieutenant General Feton, the army's infantry commander, hurriedly pushed the door open and yin sent the latest military information with a calm face.

Only,………, the scout rangers discovered the traces of Tukan’s army, and their troops were estimated to be around 80,000?"
Chapter completed!