Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid Chapter 70

The two sides accepted the mediation, and the negotiation site was set at Taquilin. Antonidas and Talanji were very excited. They realized they were doing something significant.

If this mediation is successful, it means that if regional conflicts occur in the future, as long as the conflicts are not completely irreconcilable, they may be resolved through negotiation.

That is to say, Antonidas and the others are likely to set the rules for the future world.

Having said that, when the negotiation started, everyone found that it was not very difficult.

High elves and trolls have different morals, which led to many disagreements during the negotiation process. The biggest core issues are two: dealing with war criminals and land issues.

According to the ideas of the high elves, everyone involved in the war should be designated as war criminals. But if that is the case, the young men of the Amani tribe will probably be wiped out.

And Amani believes that almost everyone of the high elves can magic, and every elves they kill in the war have the ability to resist, and they cannot be considered to be killing civilians.

In the end, it was the Terran and Zandalar who negotiated and formulated a trial standard: those who ordered or directly participated in the killing of non-military women and children would be designated as war criminals.

In addition, land division is also a big problem.

The high elves believed that as the victors, they should get all the land in the Nan Yongge Forest, and only keep Zul'Aman and the surrounding part of the land for Amani, and cede the rest to the high elves.

Once this request was made, let alone Amani, Zandalar expressed dissatisfaction. Their mediation is to preserve the strength of Amani, how can they agree with such an exaggerated land ceding?

It was Antonidas who persuaded Anastria. The high elves didn't have that many people, and they couldn't govern with so much land, unless Silvermoon City could place a large number of rune stones in the South Yongsong Forest.

But the rune stone needs to invest a lot of manpower and material resources. Trolls who are unwilling to lose so much land will not give Silvermoon City time to place the rune stone, and will only make Nanyongge Forest fall into an endless security war. The high elves with mud feet trapped in the forest of South Eversong will have no more energy to participate in the safety of Azeroth.

The final negotiated result was that a diagonal line was drawn between the two points, from the Yanghen Peak in the northeast of Nanyongge to the Windrunner Tower on the southwest coast.

This line is named on the map as Yangscar-Windline. The land in the upper left of the map's center line is ceded to the high elves, and the land in the lower right is reserved for the trolls. The two sides are bounded by a line and do not aggress each other.

For such an arrangement, Zulkin generally accepted it.

However, under such a main tone, endless wrangling followed: in the process of identifying war criminals, every suspect had to be pulled; Yanghen - the land along the popular line, every piece of land had to be quarreled for a long time.

The negotiation went on like this for half a month, during which the Great Battle of the Burning Plain broke out in the southern part of the mainland. The fame of Li De and Turalyon also spread throughout the mainland in the past few days.

The news reached Yongsong Forest, and it also had a big impact on all parties in the negotiation. Zul'jin can't help but feel a little sad. He and Orgrim have not known each other for a long time, but he is deeply impressed by the other party's tolerance. Now that Orgrim has become a prisoner, what else can he say?

Zul'jin's attitude changed, and he began to cooperate with the negotiation, which made the high elves very proud. This madman, who they have been staring at for a hundred years, finally gave in today.

Under such circumstances, those nobles in the Silver Moon Council who were not optimistic about negotiations were also a little moved. When the final negotiation is successful, all the members who sign the treaty on behalf of Silvermoon City will surely gain considerable political capital.

So Alethel Sunwatcher, the richest member of the Silver Moon Council, arranged his son Ragthel Sunwatcher into the negotiating delegation through operations.

Lagersel understood that his father was paving the way for himself by doing so. Therefore, he tried his best to highlight himself in the delegation, and often put forward some excessive demands on Amani, which often made the negotiation table unpleasant.

Of course, in the face of the big trend, one or two clowns jumping on the beam is innocuous. But not long after a negotiation broke up, a **** friction broke out in the Salas Trail!

Zulkin now almost accepted the result of the negotiation. In order not to interfere with the negotiation, he decided to send his cronies to inform the southern ministries and cancel the previously agreed plan to send troops.

But the people sent out for several days and didn't come back, which made Zulkin a little suspicious.

How did he know that the people he sent out were captured by Halduron Brightwing's troops as soon as they entered the Saras Trail.

Half a month ago, Halduron had been stationed here after making an agreement with Dar'kan to block the road going south. Since the beginning of the negotiations, Halduron has never believed that Zul'jin was negotiating in good faith, and now the capture of Zul'jin's cronies has strengthened Halduron's judgment:

Zul'jin wanted to paralyze the high elves in the name of negotiation, contact the trolls of other tribes privately, and attack Quel'Thalas again!

After confirming this matter, Halduron immediately ordered the troops to be in first-level combat readiness.

It should not be so coincidental that because there has been no contact from Zul'jin, the forest troll with no information decided to send a troop north to see the situation.

It was a team of 1,000 people from the Rotten Moss Tribe. As a result, the 1,000 Rotten Moss trolls were attacked by Halduron Rangers as soon as they entered the Thalass Trail! The whole army was wiped out that night!

The ranger troops sawed off the right fangs of the moss-rotten trolls, and while recording them as military exploits, they also brought them to the negotiation venue to question Zul'jin.

If it was said that Zulkin might have had some other thoughts before, then this time he was really wronged, especially when he saw 1,000 **** fangs, Zulkin's eyes were bloodshot.

Not to mention Zul'jin, Talanji and Ral, the sand trolls such as Nibuhr, who have always had nothing to do with themselves, were full of anger when they saw this scene. Rational creatures can hurt their species. Although sand trolls and forest trolls are very closely related, they always have similar appearances.

Halduron's army executed those moss-rotten trolls with such brutal means and cut off their fangs before they could investigate clearly. Even Antonidas was a little uncomfortable.

"Damn white skin! You framed me with a part of my kinsman's body?! What do you think we are? Animals?!"

Zulkin's body was trembling with anger, and the pair of fangs exposed outside the mask swayed up and down.

Halduron was unmoved, he was a soldier, and he was only responsible for the safety of the high elves.

"Framed? I personally caught the cronies you sent out to ask for help. If I hadn't blocked the way to the south, I'm afraid it would be us who died here today!"

"You blocked the road to the south?!"

Antonidas looked at Halduron in disbelief, and privately mobilized the army during the negotiation. How could such behavior be allowed? ! More importantly, these elves actually hid themselves, the mediator, to the death!

"Haha! It turns out that you are the ones who have no credibility! You used negotiation as an excuse to ask for a truce, but in fact, you mobilized a team to surround us... Let all negotiations go to hell!"

Zul'jin roared and was about to shoot at Halduron, but he didn't expect Ral to hug him quickly.

"Don't be impulsive! We've already reached this stage. Are you going to give up all your efforts? I'll let the elves give us an explanation!"

Hearing Ral's words, Zul'jin stopped struggling immediately, not because he was persuaded by Ral, but at this moment he no longer trusted Zandalar.

At this time, Zulkin looked at everyone in the venue:

'They... all are my enemies! '

Almost instantly, a brilliant revenge plan appeared in Zulkin's mind. He didn't speak any more, but turned and left the venue.

"I'll keep an eye on him."

There was no need to look at Talanji, who came over to speak. Ral left a short sentence and followed after him.

"Don't try to pretend to run away!"

Halduron reluctantly tried to catch up, but Talanji took a sideways step and stopped in front of Halduron, his eyes blazing with a gleam of light that seemed to infiltrate.

"You said you captured Zulkin's cronies, so what about the people? Can you bring them out to confront them?"

Haddu Ethics said of course.

"That spy has already been executed by me."

"Have you been interrogated? I know about the fact that Zulkin sent people out. He wanted to notify the cancellation of the plan to send troops. You take it for granted that the war is going to be restarted?! Also! Who gave you the power during the negotiation period? Execute the opponent's person without authorization?!"

Talanji suddenly burst into a powerful aura, and Lal has been dealing with many things all the time, leading people to think that Talanji is just a tablet. But now Talanji's performance has surprised Antonidas.

"Princess Talanji, please calm down. I would like to believe that Zulkin sent his cronies out of good intentions. It's just that he should have said hello to us first, otherwise misunderstandings will be the result of today, and he will pay the price of his life.

Halduron, I also think that Zul'jin has no intention of sabotaging the negotiations. Otherwise, there would not be only 1000 trolls entering the Thalass Trail, and such a number would be irrelevant to this war. "

After all, Antonidas is the mediator on the side of the high elves. Even if he is dissatisfied with the behavior of the elves, he must mediate in the middle at this time, so as not to further aggravate his emotions.

"But someone died, just in the middle of the negotiation. It's not clear that 1,000 forest trolls died."

Talanji said through gritted teeth, Antonidas tried to stabilize her emotions.

"I can understand Your Excellency's mood, but they are not the Amani tribe and have little to do with the negotiation..."

Seeing Talanji's tendency to have seizures, Antonidas hurriedly said.

"But in order to express our apology, we will make compensation for the deceased by giving up part of the benefits at the negotiating table."

"Yes, we will make compensation."

At this time, Belovar Sarona, the negotiator of Silvermoon City, also expressed his attitude. The great magus himself was a member of the Silvermoon Council. This great wizard is an honest person and has a heart for the Elf King, so he is the best person to negotiate on behalf of the Elf King.

Hearing that Belovar, who represents the Elf King, said that, Talanji could only accept such a result. Although she was extremely angry, she did not forget more important things.

However, no one noticed that in the Silvermoon City delegation, there was a person with a worried face. It was Lor'themar Theron who entered the delegation as a front-line commander. He only served as a counselor in the delegation, and his status was comparable to that of the mixed-level Ragthel Sunwatcher.

Lor'themar Theron has a wise mind far beyond his kin, and he analyzed it calmly: persuading Talanji doesn't make any sense, and the crux of the problem lies in Zul'jin.

If Zulkin no longer trusts negotiation because of today's events, he must plan for the worst.

In response to Lor'themar's guess, things turned out to be worse than he thought.

After the negotiation ended, Talanji found Zul'jin. At that time, Ral was still persuading him, but Zul'jin didn't move at all, but he didn't speak, and just sat quietly.

"Under my pressure, the high elves decided to give up part of the benefits to compensate the dead of the rotten moss tribe. We can't ruin the big thing because of a momentary impulse, and the next negotiation has to continue."

Hearing Talanji say this, Zulkin seemed to have changed his mind, staring at the other party for a while before speaking in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Princess Talanji, I understand."

Although they didn't believe that Zul'jin really calmed down, Talanji and Ral were a little relieved and went back to their rooms.

But just as he was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, Lal heard a disturbance outside the door, as if someone was prying at his window.

"Who?!"

The keen Ral woke up suddenly, then got out of bed and opened the door. But it was too late when he chased out, and only saw a vague figure running into the distance.

"Want to run?!"

Ral is the priest of Paku, the **** of the sky. He possesses super-fast speed and the power to soar. He does not believe that anyone can outrun him.

But soon Lal turned from self-confidence to horror, that he couldn't catch up with the opponent at his speed? ! From behind, Lal watched from a distance that the man suddenly became like a lynx running on all fours, and he also chose the path where the trees were lush and overgrown with weeds. After chasing for more than ten miles in this way, Lal actually chased the man and lost it.

"asshole!"

Lal scolded discouraged, and suddenly he realized that something was wrong. The power that the man used to shake off himself obviously seemed to come from Loa. Here you can use the power of loa...

"not good!!"

Lal shouted and turned around and rushed back. He should have thought that it was not so easy for that fellow Zul'jin to swallow this breath! It's just that Lal didn't expect that Zul'jin actually began to have hostility to Zandalar. He just didn't know that he was doing these tricks in the middle of the night. What was Zul'jin doing? !

When Lal returned to his room, he knew what Zulkin wanted to do, and there was a **** head on his bed! Ragthel Sunwatcher!

Chapter end