Andre stood up slowly, looked at everyone and said in a calm voice: "A hundred years have passed, and the Nolan Continent now is different from what it was back then. The peace treaty drawn up back then is no longer applicable. Our Los Empire's requirements are as they were back then." Redistribute territory based on clan strength.”
The representatives of all ethnic groups had different expressions when they heard this, and no one answered for a while.
Mag looked at Andre and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
If Andre is judged from a historical perspective, he can definitely be regarded as a wise king. In his more than thirty years of reign, the Los Empire has enjoyed peace and prosperity, its national power has increased rapidly, and he has cultivated an army of cavalry that can look down on the mainland. A large number of powerful magicians.
Moreover, he is also an ambitious king, keeping a low profile and waiting for the opportunity to fight for more territory and living space for the Los Empire and the human race at the peace conference.
During the race war that year, the human race paid a very heavy price before finally gaining the qualification to sit in the peace conference.
Just because they were weak, they finally obtained a barren and barren land.
It was the human race who relied on their own hands to turn the barren land into fertile farmland and built cities one after another.
With the current rate of reproduction of the human race, the current territory of the Los Empire is indeed not enough. With his current strength, it seems reasonable to ask for more territory.
If it were just like this, Mag might not stop the expansion of the human race, which would be reasonable.
But Andre is not a person who will be satisfied if the human race has enough land to thrive. What he wants is for the world to bow down before him. If he wants too much, he will naturally touch the bottom line of each race, and the racial war will begin. Restarted.
Louis looked at Andre and frowned: "Andre, the most urgent thing now is to deal with the threat from the devil. As for the re-division of the territory, we can discuss it later. The first thing is to let all the tribes in Nolan continent put down their Be wary and truly join forces.”
"For the Los Empire, the most urgent thing now is to re-divide the territory." Andre looked at Louis with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "For you dragons, a hundred years has passed in a blink of an eye. It’s you who made the contract, and it’s still you who are sitting here now. You can wait, but I can’t wait. In another hundred years, it’s hard to predict whether there will still be a Los Empire in this world. I won’t sign this contract.”
Andre's strong yet reasonable request caused the venue to fall into silence.
"Sure enough, ginger is still hotter than old." Mag looked at Andre with a more solemn look.
Louis was choked by Andre's words, and for a moment he not only knew how to refute.
He was indeed present at the peace conference a hundred years ago and was one of the drafters of the treaty. Among the representatives of various races present today, there were also many familiar faces, such as the King of the Dwarves, the Goblin Chief, Helena...
If Bruno had not been killed by Alex yesterday, he should also be sitting here now. It was he who signed the contract as a representative of the forest troll clan.
The human lifespan is too short. For a dragon, decades may pass by in a blink of an eye, but for a human being, it may be a full life span.
The King of the Los Empire who signed on behalf of the human race was already Andre's ancestor. Andre might have died in fifty years, let alone a hundred years.
Andre's refusal to sign the contract at this time seems very reasonable.
Representatives of all ethnic groups were not in a hurry to speak out, for fear that Andre and his Los Empire would target their territory.
"So, you plan to restart the race war?" Mag didn't remain silent anymore and looked at Andre and asked.
"No, this is not my choice." Andre looked at Mag, "All I want is land where my people can thrive. There are still many such lands in Nolan Continent that are abandoned. Los What the empire wants is neither too much nor too much.”
"You know that no race will give up its territory to you. With your remarks like this, you just want to plunder land from other races." Douglas said coldly.
"My ambitions are not big, and I don't want the land of other races. I only want the land that has been abandoned under half of the dragon race." Andre looked at Douglas and said calmly.
"I think you're thinking nonsense, you dare to attack our dragon clan!" Tyrannosaurus Isaiah shouted angrily, glaring at Andre with a pair of big copper bell eyes.
"The land under Dragon Island is all deserted. Back then, the Dragon Clan occupied Dragon Island and took the most fertile land in Nolan Continent as their own. If the Dragon Clan really intends to form an alliance with our Los Empire to fight against the devil, And why are you unwilling to give up a piece of land that is useless to you?" Andre asked with a smile.
"What if we don't want to?!" Louis said in a deep voice.
"Then I can only be forced to expand outward in order to let more people survive. As for whether it is to the west, east, or south, I cannot be sure, and I will not make any guarantees." Andre still said Smiling.
The expression of the orc representative located northwest of the Los Empire capital changed slightly, Helena frowned, and the Forest of Wind was to the east of the Los Empire.
The three giants of the dragon clan also frowned.
Andre's threat was full of meaning. It was impossible for the Los Empire to launch an attack on Dragon Island, so he made his goal very clear.
No matter what you giant dragon tribe says, I will just catch the race next to me and beat them.
A brutal yet effective method.
"I think you should know that yesterday, a peace alliance was formed with 108 tribes of dragons, goblins, dwarves, orcs, the city of chaos, night elves and other races and forces. Once you are interested in peace, If the allies of the alliance launch an attack, the Los Empire will face the Peace Alliance, not one of your neighboring countries." Michael said solemnly.
"This will not affect any of my decisions." Andre replied calmly.
"Andre, do you really want to make the whole world your enemy? Is your Los Empire really powerful enough to stand against the whole world? Arrogant!" Louis said.
"Judging from your eagerness to establish the so-called Peace Alliance, the current Los Empire does have such capital." Andre nodded, looking at the representatives of various ethnic groups present with a somewhat sarcastic look, " So, why do you think that an empire that requires you to unite to fight must continue to huddle in the most barren land of Nolan Continent, allowing you to continue to enjoy the benefits? Who is so arrogant?"
"Wonderful." Even Mag couldn't help but want to give Andre's words a thumbs up, and he was able to defeat the audience with no flaws in logic.
