Star Fleet: Age of Lords

Everything that happened next was different from what Lu and Chang had imagined. On the second day after the first negotiation, the United Storm Fleet, Chen Bingxuanling Galaxy, just launched a tentative wave of attacks and ended the star war.

But starting from the third day, battle reports continued to arrive on Lu Yu's desk. Within seven days, all the five empires in the eastern theater, except the Xuanling Empire, were defeated by the Storm Fleet one after another.

And while they were attacking the empire, they were promoting the Storm Alliance's new policy through the Star Network space. There was almost no resistance. All the forces surrendered after hearing the news. After the four empires were completely captured, the Storm Fleet directly deployed its troops to the Qinglong Interstellar Fortress.

With the configuration of the Storm Fleet, Chen Bing's Qinglong Interstellar Fortress can completely block ten T5 fleets. The entire Qinglong Interstellar Fortress does not have ten fleets, and it has no chance of winning against the Storm Fleet.

At this time, the Xuanling Empire was like an isolated island. Their thirteen fleets were completely isolated. The entire Pan-Human Alliance was shaken, and the number of the second batch of negotiating groups became much larger. It was obvious that this interstellar orc tribe The clan leader is about to compromise.

At this time, Feng Mo also gave a certain amount of respect to the Pan-Human Alliance negotiating team, received them in the largest conference room of the base, and called several commanders stationed at the base to accompany them.

After both parties sat down, the second negotiation officially began.

"Dear lord, in this negotiation, the Pan-Human Alliance has brought enough sincerity. We are willing to cede all the star systems of the five empires except Qinglong Fortress. I hope that lord will be noble and withdraw the troops. The leader of the Tiger Banner is willing to sign a contract with you. The alliance contract means that from now on, the orcs and humans will live in peace, and there will be no war inside or outside the fortress. "

This time, Durst, the great elder of the interstellar orc tribe, presided over the negotiations, and he was also the temporary leader of the negotiation team.

"You don't have any sincerity in this condition. The five major empires in the Eastern Theater Zone and the Qinglong Interstellar Fortress belong to the Star Sea Human Federation and our human race. Moreover, now only the Xuanling Galaxy belongs to the Pan-Human Alliance. The rest of the empires, haha, have already become storms. It’s in the alliance’s pocket, so you don’t have any sincerity.”

There was no need for Feng Mo to refute, as Xing Shuwen on the side answered. At the same time, several commanders left behind by Feng Mo spoke one after another, belittling the Pan-Human Alliance to nothing.

This is the importance of having the upper hand. I am better than you. No matter how much I belittle you, I have to endure it and keep a smile on my face. Unless you want to fight to the death and continue fighting, otherwise you have to endure it.

It's just a disparagement of words. If everything goes wrong, Durst, as the great elder of the interstellar orc tribe, has no change in his expression. He is still as respectful as before. This is a weak country without diplomacy. They have no conditions for negotiation and can only use force to negotiate. Live by your tail.

"Dear lord, the Pan-Human Alliance can cede the five empires and the Qinglong Interstellar Fortress, and compensate the Storm Alliance for resources worth 10 billion star coins. This has exceeded the capacity of the interstellar orcs. Please be accommodating, lord."

This time, Durst's posture was even lower, but he had already stated in his words that this should be the bottom line for the interstellar orcs. Let Feng Mo consider whether he could accept it. In fact, it was almost the end of talking about this, and Feng Mo didn't want to talk to him again. It was a waste of time, so he simply said:

"First: Return all the galaxies of the five major empires in the Eastern Theater Zone and the Qinglong Interstellar Fortress. Second: Return the fleet belonging to the interstellar orcs in the Xuanling Galaxy. The rest must stay in the Storm Alliance. Third: Resource compensation worth 20 billion. Fourth: Disband the Pan-Human Alliance and change it to the Interstellar Orcs.”

"If the Interstellar Orcs agree to these four conditions, I can forget about it. If you don't agree, when the Storm Fleet arrives on the main star of the Interstellar Orcs, that will be the day you are exterminated!"

Feng Mo put forward four conditions very simply. These were not difficult for the interstellar orcs to accept, but they happened to be stuck in their necks, making them very uncomfortable. They felt a loss if they accepted it, and an even greater loss if they did not accept it.

Moreover, Feng Mo also made harsh words. This lord had never spoken big words to the outside world. Basically, everything he said came true. He said that if the clan was to be exterminated, the clan would be exterminated. Durst did not think that Feng Mo was joking.

"Dear Lord, I need to ask the leader of my clan for instructions. Please wait a moment."

After hearing this, Feng Mo nodded and made a gesture of invitation, then asked Xing Shuwen to send Durst to a quiet room. Then he looked at the negotiation team composed of the interstellar orcs. There were fourteen people in total, eight humans, six An interstellar orc tribe.

Facing Feng Mo's gaze, everyone felt a little uncomfortable and lowered their heads unconsciously. Nowadays, there are really not many people who can bear Feng Mo's gaze.

Half an hour later, Durst came back. He first bowed to Feng Mo and then said:

"Dear lord, my clan leader agrees to all the conditions you proposed, and also promised not to invade within a hundred years. I just hope that you and I will not be at war with each other."

Feng Mo thought for a moment. He had no plans to attack the interstellar orcs for the time being. It would take many years to digest the territory of the Star Sea Human Federation alone, so he nodded in agreement.

As for the interstellar orc clan's promise not to invade within a hundred years, Feng Mo just took it as a joke and just talked about it verbally. So what if he signed a contract? In the face of huge interests, a contract is nothing, reputation is nothing. Forget it.

Those who care about these are just because the benefits are not big enough. Feng Mo understands this very well, so he doesn't care about anyone's promises because they are too cheap.

After the negotiation, the entire federation was unified again. Lu Yu and others had no objection to the content of the negotiation, and even if they did, they dared not say it.

In the next three days, the fleet belonging to the interstellar orcs slowly withdrew from the federation's sphere of influence, and issued an announcement in the star network space to dissolve the pan-human alliance, and also publicized Feng Mo's glorious deeds.

After this announcement was issued, Feng Mo's reputation in the federation reached the top of history. He handed over the Qinglong Interstellar Fortress to the Storm Fleet for temporary garrison, and Feng Mo returned to the Apocalypse Empire with Ai Er and Xing Shuwen.

The current Apocalypse Galaxy is the main galaxy of the Storm Empire, and the Apocalypse Main Star is the base of the empire and the location of the palace.

Feng Mo stepped on the ground of the star port, and the task panel of the Xinhuo system was changed. The temporary task had been completed. Feng Mo sat on the interstellar car and opened the task panel of the Xinhuo system.

[Temporary task: dominate the Star Sea Human Federation, establish a new order, and become the co-lord of the federation. (Completed) Reward: 100,000 points, T7 level authority unlocked. ]

Feng Mo clicked to receive the task reward.

[Task reward received successfully, obtained: 100,000 points, T7 level permissions unlocked. ]

Feng Mo was somewhat impatient to enter the Xinhuo Mall, and turned the page to the T7 level. At first glance, the T7 level conventional starship design drawings actually cost 1 million points. Looking at his own points balance, there were only 200,000 points. Feng Mo sighed, there is still a long way to go.