Realm of Power

. "Hu Keqili looked at Mao Mo Lavent with doubtful eyes, and then looked at Mao Mo Dayin. Mao Mo Dayin nodded and said, "This is my son. I have given full authorization for him to participate on my behalf. This negotiation! "

Mao Modaine's sharp eyes swept across the lords present meaningfully, and said solemnly, "His decision is the decision of the entire west!"

He has already let go, so he must give his son the greatest support. Maumo Lavent is the most valued son of Maumo Dayin and the future heir to the Western Alliance. What Maumo Dayin says now is actually a statement. , the west is about to change its owner,

Mao Modai's words caused a commotion in the hall. All the lords once again focused their attention on Mao Mo Lavent. Some young lords of the Young Masters even shouted excitedly, "Long live! Wise decision." !”

Maumodain's compromise pushed Maumoravant's reputation to the top

"My name is Maumo Lavent! I will negotiate with you on behalf of the Western Alliance!" Maumo Lavent saw his father agreeing in person and quickly puffed up his chest.

Make yourself look more majestic to offset the frightening aura of Hu Keqili, and say decisively, "Although I don't know what you are here to do, I want to tell you that the West is a community, no matter whose behavior it is, Will the Western Conference support him unconditionally?

This was the first time that Maumo Lavent stood in the position of the leader of the Western Conference and said this. Although he had practiced it many times in private, he could still feel a tremor of excitement from it,

He had just learned from Hutak Nisuozui that the Hutak family's army had occupied the Jones Territory, and the door to a bright future in the west had been opened. This was a great victory!

Maumo Lavent believed that when he announced this great news later, all the lords would look at him in astonishment and reverence. The glory of the west was just around the corner, "God! I might become the first." Become the king of the Western Conference!" A sudden thought appeared in his mind,

"As for the so-called regent of the kingdom," Maumo Lavent looked at Hu Keqili with disdain on his face. He tried his best to look like a talented and strategic western overlord. He waved his hand and said, "He still can't control our west! Even if he can't control our west!" If he comes in person, I will tell him without hesitation that the West cannot be conquered with just a few words of intimidation!”

"Well said! Lord Momo Lavent!"

"Yes! It's not the turn of the bullshit regent to take charge of our western region!"

"Tell that idiot regent to go back to the south! Haha!"

Maumo Lavent's inflammatory language aroused the support of many lords in the hall, which made him feel a little proud.

"Haha! Since the Western Alliance is so insincere, I think there is no need to continue talking!" Hu Keqili sneered and turned towards the hall door. After all, Hu Keqili is a senior general of Samour. Soldiers regard honor as their life. Since Not the western lord Mao Modaine himself, this nobleman who is pretending to be pretentious in front of him is not qualified to talk to him.

"Oh! That's right!" Hu Keqili suddenly turned around at the door of the hall, looked at the jubilant lords in the hall with a mocking face, and said in a loud voice, "According to diplomatic practice, I need to explain that the negotiation broke down. , our 50,000-strong army of Samor will continue to advance westward from Fort Hutaluncu, and will fight against Salan City in ten days."

A smile appeared on Hu Keqili's lips, and he saluted everyone, "Finally, I wish you all a happy night! I will be the one to chop off your heads next time we meet!"

This mission was a bit overwhelming. Hu Keqili was a typical soldier with a straightforward personality. Instead of trying to argue with the opponent, he preferred to chop off the opponent's head with a knife. The fat man also had no suitable candidate in his hands, so he sent Hu Keqili to him. Qili sent over, which made the negotiation that Fatty was looking forward to come to a dead end with just a few words.

"What do you mean!? Maumo Lavent was stunned, and so were all the lords.

Hu Keqili's words were very calm, but the meaning inside them made the lords feel cold from the heart to the soles of their feet. Even though there were hundreds of braziers burning in the hall, it still made their bodies shiver.

war! war of the Damned! Did a war break out? Seeing Hu Keqili's disappearing figure, all the lords came to their senses. Yuewang's still proud smile froze at this moment.

"Damn it! Lord Mao Modayin, does the Mao Mo family already have the right to choose war without informing them?" A dozen lords on the right stood up excitedly, their faces His face turned completely white, he glanced at the proud Momo Lavent with an angry look, and turned around angrily to leave the hall.

Their territory is close to Hutak Territory and is the only way to Salan City! If what Special Envoy Jones said is true, the 50,000 Samor army that set out from Hutalunku may have occupied their territory by now.

They were just some mid-level lords, with a total strength of less than 3,000 people. Compared with the 50,000 Samor army, they were simply waiting to die. The Maomo family's unauthorized decision made them completely give up. The territory is gone, so why hold a meeting?

"Lord Mao Modaine, we also say goodbye!" A dozen more lords with solemn faces stood up. One of the oldest lords turned his head and saluted Mao Modaine, "The war has broken out. We, the Hit family, must rush back to our territory to strengthen the city’s defenses! We hope it’s not too late!”

"How could this happen!" Mao Mo Lavent looked at the lords leaving the venue one after another. But after a while, except for the thirty or so lords in the Western Snow Mountain area, most of them had left, leaving the empty hall. It makes people feel an unbearable cold.

Hutakniso was as helpless as Maumo Lavente. Hukqili’s words were like a hammer, which made Hutakniso dizzy. He still hasn’t come back to his senses. The Samorian army departing from Taruncu? Has his territory been lost?

No! This is impossible! Hutacniso's face turned red and purple, looking exactly like Momo Lavent next to him, just like another steamed stuffed shrimp.

"This is the coldest meeting of the Mao Mo family in decades!" Mao Mo Da stood up from his seat with a look of despair.

Looking at his son, his eyes almost burst into flames. The veins in the hand holding the scepter were protruding. He slammed the letter in his hand on the table and said sternly, "I found out that I was wrong! A guy who can only talk big words can only It will lead the West to a hell of destruction! I think I need to reconsider the future of the West!”