Pretending to climb down from his mount strenuously, Zhang Lisheng looked around in front of the tent. He could not help but exclaim in his heart when he saw that none of the Roman warriors, be it soldiers or officers, showed any war-weariness or dejected expression because of the continuous days of fierce battles.
If he had not found a suitable breakthrough, he would have needed to exhaust all of the Wizard Li's war potential in order to defeat the Roman people whose civilization history was equivalent to the history of war.
"Conquering a world is indeed an extremely difficult job. Come to think of it, I'm really lucky to have such a smooth start …" When the Wizard Li's god thought of how he had already absorbed millions of believers in the Roman World in less than a month, a faint smile crept upon the corner of his mouth unconsciously as he muttered to himself.
"Sir Zhang, hurry up and go in. Viscount Waldorf is waiting for you." Leaping down from the dragon lizard lightly, the herald was about to enter the tent to report when he suddenly saw the short black-haired young man beside him stopping in his tracks and muttering to himself with a strange smile. At once, he could not help but ask curiously, "What are you thinking about?
"Nothing, Dubaia Herald, let's go see Viscount Waldorf," Zhang Lisheng shook his head to conceal his thoughts and strode forward. Zhang Lisheng shook his head and strode forward. No guards stopped him along the way. Just when he was about to step into the tent, Dubaiya beat him to it and lifted the tent flap before announcing in a loud voice, "Viscount Waldorf, generals, and Staff Officer Lord Zhang Bingqi have arrived."
As one of the commanders of the coalition forces of Tatterdu and Waldorf, the tent used by Viscount Waldorf was much larger than the ordinary tents in the military camp. Even though the furnishings inside were also extremely simple, the style and texture were much more gorgeous. There were even several painted war scrolls hanging on the four walls of the tent.
In the middle of the military camp's curtain door, there was a middle-aged man who was slightly shorter and skinnier than the other Roman people. His golden shoulder-length hair was tied up high behind his head with a gray animal leather belt. He was looking at an officer who was still fully armored in the tent. His head was lowered, and his face could not be seen clearly. The officer was deducing something on the huge sand table in front of him.
Upon hearing the messenger's words, he immediately shifted his attention to the door. Looking at the short otherworld youth walking into the tent under the bright sunlight, he said loudly, "Welcome to the battlefield in the middle of the Enit Plains, Sir Zhang Bingqi. I'm Azik Wardoff, the guardian of the Horace Plains and Theodoran Valley."
"Greetings, Lord Viscount Waldorf." Under the gaze of many dukes and high-ranking officers from Tatterdu and Wordorf, Zhang Lisheng bowed deeply according to the Roman etiquette.
"You don't have to be so formal, Sir. Wordorf and Tatterdu have been allies for hundreds of years and they're connected by blood. Since you're a lord conferred by my dear cousin, Agra, I feel very close to you.
Not to mention that you've bravely come to the middle of the Enit Plains at such a critical moment and brought us the news of the territory that we've lost contact with, "Viscount Waldorf said gently as he looked down at the black-haired young man who was bowing.
According to the words of the daughter of the overlord of Tatterdu, Zhang Lisheng imagined that Viscount Waldorf could only be described as an idiot because of his greed, underestimation of the enemy, and the fact that most of the territory's army was mired in the quagmire of war, allowing his believers to easily conquer his territory.
But at this moment, after the fierce battle, he gave people a calm attitude that felt like he was bathing in a spring breeze.
Zhang Lisheng recalled how the allied forces of Tatterdu and Wordorf did not collapse even after the overlord of Tatterdu and his brother, the ambitious Hostan, were heavily injured. He could not help but reevaluate the skinny Roman Viscount before him while he straightened his body and said, "I'm deeply ashamed of your praise, Lord Viscount.
I'm just a simple scholar, and I'm not proficient in military strategy and tactics. I know that I can't bring any benefits to the allied forces even if I step onto the battlefield. I'm just worried about the situation of the war, so I recklessly flew to the middle of the Enit Plains on a whim to meet His Lordship. "
"Hmm …" Hearing the hidden meaning in the black-haired young man's words, Viscount Waldorf's face suddenly turned solemn. He waved his hand and the many choresmen around him quickly bowed and left in a hurry.
When there were only the knights and senior officers of Tatterdu and Wordorf left in the tent, he let out a long sigh and said bluntly, "Sir, your liege's situation right now is just like the situation in the middle of the Enit Plains. It's very bad.
He was directly sprayed by the venom of the long-necked dragon. At that time, he relied on a secret medicine made by Master Etefago to barely save his life. Later on, Anadan invited your companions who mastered magical powers and finally healed the countless festering wounds all over his body. However, his consciousness has yet to fully recover.
During this period of time, I've concealed the fact that he's heavily injured and supported the war independently. However, as the commander-in-chief of the allied forces, I've already reached my limit after not seeing him for more than ten days after the battle. If I continue, my lie will definitely be exposed.
Once the ordinary soldiers of Tatterdu know that their loyal liege has been in a coma like a dead man for more than ten days, their morale will definitely be in chaos. I'm afraid that even the Wordorf warriors will be shaken, and the defeat will become a foregone conclusion. "
Upon hearing Viscount Roman patiently telling him so many tragic prophecies, Zhang Lisheng's heart gave a jolt. However, a horrified expression appeared on his face as he stuttered, "W-Then what should we do? Don't tell me that we're just going to wait to be defeated like this?"
"Of course not! Even though Warrior Roman is not afraid of failure, he's more willing to taste the sweetness of victory. If we really can't win, we must at least achieve a draw on the battlefield," Viscount Waldorf's expression changed again as he said with a confident smile, "But I'll need your help."
"My help?" Zhang Lisheng purposely widened his eyes in surprise and asked, "What can I do on the battlefield, Sir Viscount?" The premonition that had just flashed across his mind might come true.
"Sir, it's not only the coalition forces of Wordorf and Tatterdu that have suffered heavy losses since the beginning of the war. The Silorians and their vassal warriors have also suffered countless casualties.
If the war continues, I'm afraid that their remaining army won't be enough to reap the fruits of victory even if the outcome is determined. Instead, the other territories will take advantage of it instead. For this reason, ending the war now is actually the common hope of both warring parties. However, we'll have to wait … "Viscount Waldorf said calmly.
"Sir Viscount, don't tell me that you're planning to negotiate peace with the Silorians now?" Zhang Lisheng had a look of realization on his face as he interrupted Viscount Roman's words.
"You've guessed correctly, Sir. The current peace negotiation is the best ending for Tatedu and Wardolf," Viscount Wardolf nodded in a calm tone. "This is now the consensus of all the generals of both estates.
Ordinary Roman warriors only need to fight for victory when they step onto the battlefield. For this reason, before someone leads them to shed their last drop of blood, they'll maintain their unyielding fighting spirit.
However, as the knights and generals of the territories, we sometimes have to make the necessary sacrifices and concessions for the survival of the territory and family. Do you understand this? "
"Of course, Sir Viscount. Of course, I understand. I understand. "Zhang Lisheng looked around at Sir Roman and the high-ranking officers in front of him who had an embarrassed expression but were suppressing their humiliation and anger. Then, he pretended to sigh and said.
"It's good that you understand, Sir." Viscount Waldorf flashed a satisfied smile. "Tatterdu and the Silorians have hated each other for many generations.
Since our Madam Waldorf has a close relationship with Tatterdu, we've also been enemies with Silorians for a long time. In such a situation, the first step is the most difficult to negotiate for peace.
I originally planned to secretly send envoys these few days to take the risk to contact the Silorians, but in the end, you suddenly came to the Central Enit Plain … "
"Sir Viscount, don't tell me that you want me to …" Zhang Lisheng seemed to have guessed the hidden meaning in Viscount Roman's words and asked incoherently, "Oh? Do you think that since I have the identity of Lord Tatterdu and an official of the Chinese government on Earth who has the identity of half an ally of Silorians, I'm more suitable than anyone else to be the middleman for the peace negotiation, right?"
"Yes, Sir," Viscount Waldorf admitted straightforwardly.
"Since all of you have made up your mind, then it looks like there's no room for me to refuse at all." Under the coercive gaze of everyone in the tent, Zhang Lisheng lowered his head and became silent for a while. With a frown, he said hatefully, "Alright then, I'll contact the Silorians and propose the idea of peace negotiation, but I can't guarantee whether I'll succeed or not."
"You'll succeed, Sir," Viscount Waldorf's gaze suddenly turned cold as he smiled. It seemed like he was talking to the black-haired young man in front of him, but it was more like he was talking to himself. "After tonight, not only will the Silorians accept the terms of our peace negotiation, but they'll also be willing to cede half of the Central Enit Plain to Tatterdu. I guarantee that."
"I hope that your guarantee will be effective, Sir Viscount," Zhang Lisheng showed an irritated expression after being forced to submit and said impolitely.
"Please wait and see, Sir." Viscount Waldorf regained his initial gentle tone and waved his hand as he ordered, "Staff Officer Asuma, go settle Sir Zhang Bingqi down personally. Remember to get the best tent and send a heavy guard." When he mentioned the word 'heavy guard', he deliberately emphasized his voice.
Before his words could leave his mouth, a young staff officer wearing a black cloak, who was second only to the generals around the sand table, immediately bowed and responded, "Yes, Sir Viscount." He then walked up to the black-haired young man not far away and said politely, "Please come with me, Sir."
"Alright, then I'll take my leave, Sir Viscount." Zhang Lisheng looked around with a wronged gaze and walked out of the tent in anger. The moment he turned around, an extremely ferocious smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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