Zhang Qi smiled. This time the smile was not fake, but came from the bottom of his heart. In this world of reincarnation, one of his advantages is the powerful Corpse King. The best way to deal with the Corpse King is to contain it. , just like the previous method of dividing and encircling, what the Corpse King is best at is frontal confrontation tactics. Unlike humans, it is durable, has strong explosive power, and the most important thing is that it is not afraid of death.
Old Bulla also knew this characteristic of the Corpse King's Legion, but he had to make this kind of tactical adjustment. If he hadn't done this just now, there would probably be more casualties now, and Zhang Qi's round of blows just now also made him from high altitude. Gao's overlooking state turned into a level gaze, and he began to face the terrifying opponent in front of him.
"God of Death, I think we can talk, how about it?" War is often a process of fighting and talking. Sometimes fighting is for better talks, and talking is a means of fighting.
"Oh! What do you want to talk about, Lao Bra." Zhang Qi sat on a stone bench and said with his legs crossed.
Now not only Lao Bula, but also the other children of the Bula Palace will no longer be dissatisfied with Zhang Qi's contemptuous behavior. After the battle just now, they have seen how powerful Zhang Qi is. In this world, only the strong have more power. High status, and the actions of the strong are always correct.
"God of Death, I know that this attack on the sand was initiated by you. I also admit that you paid a huge price for it, but you also saw that our Bra Palace also paid a huge price for it. Even bigger than your passer-by, but God of Death, think about it, what is the purpose of our attack on the sand? You are seeking profit, and I am the name of the Palace of Bura, but if both of us fight to the death and both sides suffer, then this attack on the sand will be lost. Meaning, what do you think?" Old Bulla asked.
Zhang Qi was calm when he heard the words. He had to say that Lao Bula's words did make some sense. Unfortunately, he didn't understand what Zhang Qi's intention was. He could only say that he was aiming at the wrong target. He sneered and said: "Lao Bula, you are so stupid." There are two problems in what you said, let me help you correct them."
"First, what you said is a life-and-death battle with both sides hurting. It's not true. I'm confident that I can completely crush the Bra Palace here, so I can only lose one, and then both sides will be hurt."
As soon as Zhang Qi finished speaking, the arrogant words almost made the Bula Palace boil, but Lao Bula still stopped it all in time, because he knew that this was Zhang Qi's method of irritation, which conflicted with his peace negotiation strategy.
Seeing that Lao Bula was so patient, Zhang Qi also smiled and raised his second finger, "Second, my attack on the sand is not just for profit. I also want fame. I want to gain both fame and fortune, can't I?"
Judging from Zhang Qi's attitude, it seems that he has no intention of peace talks, but Lao Bula still has no intention of giving up, and continued: "Everyone wants to gain fame and fortune, but it depends on whether you have the ability. I admit that you do have extraordinary power to kill the god. , but if I, the Burra Palace, fight back desperately, we still don’t know who will win, but at least it will seriously injure you, the God of Death. I have a suggestion, which will make you, the God of Death, both famous and wealthy, and occupy the sands unscathed. Buck City, would you like to hear it?"
"Oh?" Zhang Qi was a little surprised, and was looking forward to what Lao Bula would say, so he said: "Tell me about it!"
Seeing that Zhang Qi was moved, Lao Bula seemed to see the hope of peace talks, "Once Shacheng is occupied, all taxes in the area under its jurisdiction will belong to the city owner, and this will be protected by the official, whether it is our Bula Palace or the other two big cities. The guilds don’t dare to resist, so those who attack the sand are all interested in its huge economic interests and supreme rights, which is what you call fame and fortune, God of Death.”
"My proposal is that the Passengers' Guild be incorporated into the Palace of Bra."
As soon as Lao Bulla finished speaking, Zhang Qi was about to get up and get angry, but Lao Bulla immediately interrupted with a smile: "Don't be impatient, God of Death, just listen to what I have to say first."
"The incorporation of passers-by into the Palace of Bura is just a formality. I will set up an independent hall for passers-by, without any restriction or command. Even I, the palace owner, have no right to command the passers-by hall. At the same time, I will set up an independent hall for passers-by. I don’t dare to transfer any of my income to the living room, and announce to the public that you, the God of Killing, govern all affairs in Shacheng, and you are the real lord of Shacheng. I, Bura Palace, will never ask a question, but in name, the passers-by belong to Bura Palace. That’s all, what do you think?”
It has to be said that the conditions proposed by Lao Bula are very tempting, whether for fame or fortune. Everything in Shacheng belongs to Zhang Qi, and once he agrees, he will not only get Shacheng, but also the Bula Palace. If this powerful ally takes a longer-term view, the alliance between them can even break the balance of the three major guilds and become the dominant guild in the world. Unfortunately, Zhang Qi is just a time traveler, just a passerby. He has no intention of doing so, nor does he have any intention of doing so.
"Haha, does that mean I want to withdraw from the palace and let you occupy it?" Zhang Qi sneered.
When Lao Bula heard this, he thought that Zhang Qi was worried that Bula Palace would go back on its word and take Shacheng and not fulfill his promise. He quickly said: "Don't worry, God of Death. Before you withdraw from here, I will do what I promised first and then let you withdraw." , so you don’t have to worry about going back on your word.”
Zhang Qi smiled and said, "Lao Bra, I have a better proposal. Do you want to hear it?"
Lao Bu La was eager to seek peace, so he said: "Please tell me!"
"The Bura Palace is my guest, and I, the God of Death, authorizes you to take charge of Shacheng. Wouldn't it be the same as gaining fame and wealth, hahaha..." Zhang Qi laughed proudly.
At this time, no matter how good-tempered Lao Bula was, he couldn't help but stand on his head in anger. He had heard that Zhang Qi didn't want peace talks at all, but was playing like a monkey. Even after paying such a heavy price, he couldn't just stop. It's possible, it's better to fight to the death, there is still a chance.
"kill!"
Lao Bula no longer hesitated and directly ordered the Bula Palace to launch an attack. Thunder and lightning spells and ice roars covered the entire palace. Together with the flaming Soul Fire Talisman, the Corpse King's Legion and Zhang Qi were covered in. .
Zhang Qi bent down and slipped under the corpse king's army. He used the corpse king's tall body to help him block the attack. The corpse kings waved chains and charged at the humans with the attack. Soon the two sides entered into hand-to-hand combat. .
Under Bai Tian's command, the Corpse King tried his best to fight the mages and Taoist priests behind him. This style of play immediately gave Bra Palace a surprise. In the human mind, it is difficult for summoned beasts to control the so-called hatred value. Whoever fights It, it will hit whoever it is first, so just like before, the Corpse King is attracted, but this time when they come into contact, they find that no matter how your warrior hits it, it will chase after the Daofa behind it.
What's even more troublesome is that these corpse kings are very fast. Once they bypass the warriors, the mage can't outrun them at all. The dark and shiny claws and chains flash with a killing light. Once they hit the body, they are fragile. Fa Bi died on the spot.
Lao Bulla once again issued an order to protect Taoism at all costs. Their tactics changed, and so did the Corpse King's fighting style. Since you are willing to fight me head-on, then I will meet your request. Once a warrior comes forward to fight, the Corpse King will fight hard. The king and he fought for their lives, and the intensity between the two was not at the same level. As batches of soldiers fell, Lao Bula finally changed his expression.
He retracted his defense line again, but just as he was entering and exiting, Zhang Qi seized the opportunity and suddenly launched an attack. The dragon mark in his hand was like a sickle of death, chasing down the Bra Palace disciples who had their backs exposed. Blood flew everywhere for a while. , howling miserably.
Old Bulla's heart bleeds when he hears this. These people are not peripheral personnel. If they are those people, let alone die so little, even if they are a hundred times a thousand times, he won't even blink an eye, but these people are all caused by him. Each of the elites of the Palace of Bra is the future of the Palace of Bra. Now more than half of them are dead or injured. Even if Shabak is captured, the strength of the guild will fall out of the three major guilds. What is even more frightening is that this kind of defeat has become a general trend. , If we continue to fight, we will not be able to capture Shacheng, and the losses will be even greater.
"stop!"
Lao Bula finally couldn't help shouting, and his eyes turned red when he looked at the corpses of half of the strong men of Bula Palace lying on the ground.
"God of Death, I, the Palace of Bura, will withdraw from Shacheng unconditionally!" Old Bura shouted.
"Palace Master!" The Bra Palace disciples shouted in unison. Looking at the corpses on the ground, they looked at Old Bura unwillingly.
What he didn't know was that Lao Bula was even more unwilling than them. He originally wanted to use this opportunity to boost the Bula Palace, but he never thought of losing his wife and losing his troops. Shacheng was not captured, but the strength of the Bula Palace was reduced by more than half. , he is a smart man, of course he can see that others have not tried their best, and he has already fought like this. If he continues to fight, the whole army will be wiped out, so what if he is unwilling, the situation is stronger than the people.
"Stop?" Zhang Qi smiled, with traces of bright red blood seeping from the corners of his cracked mouth, and his messy hair was covered with unknown flesh and blood. He looked like a hell-killing god. Although he had won a great victory, in this round of massacre , Bra Palace's resistance did take a toll on him. "You tell me whether I should listen to you or listen to it." Zhang Qi stroked the bloody dragon pattern with infinite ridicule on his face.
For him, the Bra Palace took advantage of the chaos to attack Shabak, and Zhang Qi destroyed nearly half of the top players in the Bra Palace. It can be said that the two sides have fallen into a fight to the death. The so-called stop is just a temporary expedient. With such a deadly feud, how can it be possible to shake hands and make peace with each other and then forget about it? Who can guarantee that there will be no settling of accounts later?
Lao Bula naturally understood Zhang Qi's concerns, especially for a small guild like Passer to form such a deadly feud with a powerful force such as one of the three major guilds. It would be impossible without such worries, so he said: " God of Death, please make a clear decision. I will try my best to satisfy you as much as I, Bura Palace, can do. I just want to let the matter be over for today. What do you think?"
However, Zhang Qi's original intention was not this. Even attacking the sand was only part of his plan. The grand composition in his heart was understandable for a plot character limited to a small world, but destroying the Bura Palace was not in his plan. How to conquer and utilize these forces is his goal. If they are too crippled, it will not do him any good.
"I remember that the guild that launched the attack has special rights. On the last day, it can forcefully close the palace gate, with no way in or out, and fight to the death with the invading enemy!" Zhang Qi said coldly.
"You..." Lao Bula's face changed drastically. Of course he knew that he did have this special power, but if he really wanted to do this, he would really fight to the death, and the final outcome would be that all the top brass and core members of the Bula Palace died in battle.
"But." Zhang Qi paused, wiped the bloody dragon pattern on his body, and walked straight to the throne in the palace, which symbolized the highest power. This blood-stained chair is the lifelong dream and pursuit of many people. In this world, almost no one can resist its temptation!
Zhang Qi sat down on his butt, patted the armrest, swayed left and right, and said to himself: "It's tied hard, but my butt is uncomfortable." Then he found a step and sat down, sighing. "It's still comfortable to sit like this!"
These people in the Bra Palace, their hearts moved up and down along with Zhang Qi's movements, but Zhang Qi invisibly made them a little cautious, at least it felt as if Zhang Qi had no murderous intention.
"Everyone, to be honest, I really have no interest in this chair. If I don't do it out of necessity, it's none of my business who wants to sit on this broken chair." Zhang Qi complained to himself.
