These big shots are actually me

As for the subsequent change of the world structure, let him lead the orcs to rise as a fact of the ceremony!

The lost treasure and the rise of the orcs, these two together should be enough for the ceremony!

Perhaps Sanchez takes all this too much for granted, but how much choice does Sanchez have?

Even if there is an accident in the middle, it doesn't matter much. Sanchez feels that the difference between small profits and big profits is at most the difference between him and him in the end.

Anyway, rather than go back and cooperate with the master of shadows who cannot see the depth and motivations, Sanchez would rather jump out of the chessboard at the cost of offending Victory.

And he didn't intend to offend Victory to death this time.

The Carroll deal was one of them.

He did help the orcs, but he was not directly at war with Victory Faith and Victory himself.

After all, he took the buying and selling route, instead of directly leading the orcs to the door!

There is room for this!

The only problem is that Sanchez doesn't know whether Victory will accept him.

But as mentioned before, Sanchez doesn't have many options anymore.

After Queen Carol hesitated for a while, she finally gritted her teeth and said:

"I will do my best to fulfill your request, but where and when do you want me to deliver these orcs to you?"

"Just find a place close to the border of your country. In terms of time, it's best within these few days. By the way, don't continue to abuse the orcs you want to hand over to me! I don't ask you to take good care of them. But at least treat me like a human being!”

"I see."

After finishing speaking, Carol lowered his head again and couldn't help but ask:

"But do you really know what you're doing?"

Carol is not an idiot. She has roughly guessed what Sanchez is going to do, but she just said that she doesn't know about King Monger's legacy yet.

But even so, Sanchez's vision was enough to surprise and disturb her.

Because these orcs were given away from her!

Sanchez said a little impatiently:

"I am willing to talk to you calmly, not because you are qualified, but because it is in my best interest to keep you intact! Understand? You have no right to ask me why! You are not your god!"

Carol lowered his head deeply for once. But she quickly said again:

"If, if possible, I would like you to give me more time. To compensate, I will bring you more orcs."

"You want to purchase orc slaves at home and abroad as a third party? Forget it, don't even think about hiding such a large amount. Why not openly claim that I bought these orcs."

This is obviously impossible, and Sanchez doesn't want to delay it any longer.

"But."

"I told you, you have no right to make irresponsible remarks to me!"

Carroll could only say helplessly:

"I see."

"That's good! I'm waiting for your good news!"

After Sanchez said this, he disappeared into the room.

Carol was left alone in the dark place.

-

In Geling City.

As the Victory Festival approaches, the residents of Geling City also work hard to decorate their city.

Although it is a dark age, at least on the day of the holiday, everyone wants to make themselves more comfortable.

Moreover, the main force that contributed to decorating the city was not the residents but the nobility and the church!

This is not a sudden act of generosity by aristocratic and ecclesiastical gentlemen.

But they know that there are many times and ways to exploit the poor, but that is by no means a victory offering!

The Victory Festival was poorly organized and it wasn't their faces that were slapped, it was the goddess's face that was slapped!

So the church and nobles were quite generous at the Victory Festival!

On the streets of the city, Mo Zuozheng and the tall officer chatted while pretending to look at each other.

They all stood in front of the tavern window and looked downstairs at the two armies moving in completely opposite directions.

This is the army sent by Marquis Bill to change the defense.

"how?"

"It's not bad, some of our people have been replaced, but they will leave the team and come back at night. There is no need to worry, they have already thought of countermeasures."

"Ah That's good."

"Where are you?"

Mozo said without thinking:

"There's no need to worry from my side. I'll take action as soon as you start."

As he spoke, Mozo asked again:

"But have you heard anything special recently?"

"What's the meaning?"

"It's not interesting, just in case."

"No, no, you can't say that. I heard some companions say that a considerable number of orcs in Geling City were transported out."

"Orc?"

"Yes! I heard that the number of orcs imprisoned in Geling City is now reduced to ten."

"Do you know where it was transported?"

"I don't know about this. It has nothing to do with our plan, and there have been similar cases before. Basically, a big customer bought the orcs."

After hearing this, Mo Zuo nodded and reached out to touch the wooden sculpture given to him by the great shaman in his arms.

Mozo thought about cooperating with the orcs. After all, Mozo really didn’t think that the orcs should still be blamed for what happened back then.

After all, today's orcs may have even replaced their long-lived high-sequence products many times.

But the orcs' hatred of the Hazel area also made Mozo afraid to come to them.

Mozo was worried that the orcs would massacre uncontrollably when they came over.

"I understand. We have chatted for long enough. You can go back first."

"Okay, please remember that we will start taking action at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"rest assured!"

After saying that, the two of them separated and waited for tomorrow's opening amidst countless people's restlessness, silence, and excitement and sleeplessness!

334 Let us take back the utopia promised by God! (4k)

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning breaks through the cold sky and reaches Ge Ling.

The twenty-seven large bell towers erected around the Goling Palace are the bells that ring to represent the beginning of the Victory Festival. These twenty-seven large bell towers also represent the twenty-seven heroes from the era of Emperor Baggins.

They were the pioneers who followed Emperor Baggins. In that era of raging cold winter, it was these people who brought warm spring.

Mozzo in the Marquis Bill's Mansion couldn't help but stop and look when he heard the bells ringing.

He should have had a share in the twenty-seven large bell towers, but he declined because Mozo felt that the glory should be left to these companions who had been fighting on the front line.

Just as he was always at the rear during the war with King Meng, even when the country was founded, he basically stayed behind the scenes.

Therefore, Mo Zuocai has always felt that what should be commemorated are those who have given practical actions and blood.

To this day, Mozo still remembers who the twenty-seven big bell towers represent. This is not because of the unknown book, but because Mozo himself still remembers them.

Because even in the dream opera, they were still like-minded partners, and 17 of the 27 people failed to reach Jianguo, and the remaining ten were all killed in the Orc Prairie.

In the end, even Baggins died on the way back home.

In the past, Mozo only thought that this dream opera was so resistant to ups and downs, but now he only thought that it was a heroic nightmare.

Obviously, he only formed a partnership with him in the beginning because the other person was called Baggins. But in the end, they were not the Fellowship of the Ring, but they created a legend that is worthy of all history!

‘We once fought for absolutely noble dreams, and now everything we have worked hard to create has been trampled upon, my friends. ’

The melodious bells were still ringing in Mozo’s ears.

It was like the trumpet from that time reappeared in Mozo's ears across the limitations of time and space.

"What's the matter, my friend? We should go to the palace. Or do you want to go to the city alone first?"

Marquis Bill appeared beside Mozo with a smile.

Mozzo also looked at Marquis Bill.

'friend? No, we are not friends, we just came together temporarily because of our respective interests. I want to use you and you want to use me. ’

'My friends in this land are long dead, dying to clear the way for you to see the dawn. But you don't thank them, and you are still trampling on everything they have! ’

‘The fruits of victory do not belong to you, you are just a group of shameful moths dancing on the corpses of heroes! ’

'You think you defeated the hero? No, you just defeated the hero's expectations of you! ’

But the more this happened, the more Mo Zuo smiled on his face and said:

"Of course I want to go to the palace."

‘Only in this way can I make you regret what you have done! ’

"Then come with me! I always remember that you can't drink, so I prepared something else for you! Morning dew from the Sacred Tree Forest!"

"I have never drunk such delicious water. It is obviously not irritating. Well, I can't really express my feelings. Anyway, you should give it a try, and you must also thank the Iron Bank. If they hadn't gotten through the elves, of business."

"Otherwise, no matter how rich I am, I won't be able to buy these from the xenophobic long-eared people."

‘Like the morning dew from the forest of sacred trees? Well, because of your help to me, I will definitely bring the dew from the foot of the twin sacred trees to your tomb in the future! ’

"That's great!"

However, on the carriage to the Geling Palace, after Mo Zuo took a sip, he frowned and secretly spit it back into the teacup in his hand.

It’s not that it tastes bad, it’s just that Mo Zuo always felt that something was strange about it, at least it was different from what he had drunk before.

But Mo Zuo couldn't tell what was wrong, but Mo Zuo didn't plan to drink anymore.

-

As Mozo arrives at the palace. On the other side, in front of the armory under the outer wall of Gelingzuo City.

Because it was a beautiful celebration like the Victory Festival, the defenders in front of the armory were rewarded with a lot of good wine by their superiors.

Although it is definitely not comparable to what Marquis Bill gave to Mozo, it is still extremely good for the big-headed soldiers.

After drinking a lot of it, many of the defenders sat on the ground minding their own business and became confused.

After all, this group of them had been standing guard since early in the morning, and it was almost time to change the guard.

Soon they were waiting for the troops to switch defenses.

However, in a daze, their slow brains still noticed that the number of soldiers who came to change the guard seemed to be a bit too many?

Forget it, it has nothing to do with me, what matters is that I can finally go back and have a good sleep!

Before the two sides began to hand over, the previous defenders supported each other and left the armory.

In front of the sealed steel door of the armory, the leading master sergeant leaned against the door with strong energy, preparing for the handover.

As the person changing defense comes forward. The Master Chief also looked at their obviously excessive number of people a little strangely and asked:

"Why are there so many people here?"

"As mentioned above, there will be double duty today!"

"so?"