After a thrilling moment, I finally returned to silence.

And since it has been over, we should naturally consider gains and losses...

The Grey Army was in danger, with basically no casualties, and Joshia and Frey also avoided the misfortune of becoming commanders with bare feet. If we put aside the ups and downs of the process, the ending would be good. After all, the Grey Army finally achieved its goal and received the war compensation, abundant supplies, etc. that the winner deserved, and did not let the previous efforts go in vain.

There were both profits and losses on the Temple of Light. The Gray Clothing Army failed to successfully plan, and several cardinal archbishops with high identities were involved, which was a loss. But the layout in the capital royal court was smooth, and the collaborator, the eldest prince, successfully cleared the obstacles and ascended the throne. He also cut off the biggest enemy of the temple, the sword god's left arm and right arm, and the great disciple, Haita, which was a brisk.

As for whether profit is greater than loss or loss is greater than profit, it is like drinking water, knowing the temperature and heat...

After all the calculations, the second prince who came to the north to negotiate was not only the second prince. Not only was his own brother and the largest power in the empire, the Temple of Light, who joined forces to calculate, and almost died out. The forces standing on his side in the capital, the king's side, who were standing on his side, now they were being strongly cleaned and attacked by the eldest prince's side, which is tragic!

However, there is also something to be grateful for, that is, after all, my life is saved, and I have left some hope. When he returns to the south and summons his old subordinates, he will not have no chance of winning at all...

Of course, those are all funerals, and there is no need to say it now...

In the afternoon, the Gray Clothing Army was stationed.

"The temple rebels? Meris, the Fallen Messenger, even cut off his sword... It's so lively! What a pity, it's a pity. I'd known I would have gone with you to see it. Alas..."

After hearing the general situation of the town, Lansha couldn't help but stroking his hands and sighing, looking very regretful.

It was still the usual four-person group meeting mode, but Frey went to settle the overly frightened senior generals, not here. So Lansha's regrets were of course for Tang En and Joshia to listen to.

When the two looked at each other when they heard this, they were speechless at Lansha's more gloating expression. Tang En rolled his eyes angrily: "What a pity? What a fucking terrible thing! I almost got beaten up. It seems that I underestimated the temple's moral integrity and offline..."

After a pause, Tang En suddenly remembered the pure white little nun in the church by the sea. He thought about the cunning and hypocritical face of the Archbishop in the Red just now, shook his head, and didn't know what to comment on the temple for a while. "It's a pity that they ran fast. When I asked about the location and chased after me, I still couldn't take the so-called elite magician group of the temple..."

"It's not your fault. They came here with preparation." Joshia was also a little scared and sighed speechlessly, "And think about the various enthusiastic connections in the temple before the negotiations began. Who would have thought that they had made such a plan?"

"Haha. You can only blame you for not being careful enough. Our tribe has been dealing with the temple for so many years, and it is no longer surprising to their hypocritical behaviors that are different from each other." He chuckled and waved his hand, Lan Sha repaired the knife very calmly, then raised his eyebrows suddenly, remembering something, "By the way, you just said that the Bran Empire seemed to be in an infighting for imperial power..."

"It doesn't seem to be, it's certain." Tang En shook his head lightly and smacked his lips. "When the second prince returns to the south, it will probably be even more infighting! But, tsk, I really don't want him to succeed. This second prince... is not simple! He is quite courageous. In that case, the first thing he thought of was to continue to fulfill the negotiation agreement."

"No surprise, this is a choice that smart people will make." Lan Sha held the frame of glasses, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and said calmly, "Otherwise, whether he can come out of the town alive without going back to the south is a question."

Tang En and Joshia were silent when they heard this, and the fact was indeed the case. The confrontation between the two forces was cruel and did not mix with personal emotions. In that case, if the second prince did not choose this way, they really didn't mind killing or capturing the other party alive. Even if the other party's gentle attitude gave them a good first time...

"Okay, I'm leaving." During a brief silence, Lan Sha Gai raised the teacup on the table, clapped his palms and suddenly stood up and said.

Tang En was stunned when he heard this: "Go? Where to go... Uh, the Northern Wilderness Army is here? So fast?" He reacted instantly and turned to look at Joshia. The latter did not show any unexpected expression. It was obviously better to know the details of this than Tang En, who had set out to live in Hongfeng Town a week ago.

"Yeah." Lan Sha nodded gently, confirming Tang En's guess, and then said with a smile, "But it's not just for this reason, guess again."

Tang En was slightly stunned, then pondered for a moment, suddenly shook his head and laughed: "I understand, it's true that you are in a hurry to take advantage of the situation."

"What does it mean to take advantage of the situation? It is called going with the flow." Lan Sha glanced at him dissatisfied and said with confidence, "If I can't grasp the opportunity of internal fighting in the imperial power, I will be in vain to be the commander of the tribe. Ha--"

Isn't this the truth? Tang En also smiled and stood up: "Haha, okay. I wish you a successful battle and a successful victory in this battle."

"Oh? Do you really think so?" Lan Sha asked with a slightly raised eyebrows and a smile.

"Uh, don't care about these details. Haha..."

Well, Tang En really thinks like this and is an absolute idiot. The reason is very simple, Bran, the Northern Wilderness, and the Gray-Clothed Army, which are the three major forces on the Xize Road today. Among them, the Gray-Clothed Army is the weakest. How can others snore on the side of the bed? Whether it is the Bran Empire or the Northern Wilderness tribe, which side has the absolute advantage, it is extremely unfavorable for the Gray-Clothed Army that was founded shortly.

Only when three-legged teams stand together, cooperate with each other and stalemate with each other, this is the basis of harmony.

Of course, these internal stories are just tacitly understood, but they are not beautiful when they are on the table. After all, Lansha's identity is His Highness of the Tribe and the future Queen of the Northern Wilderness. So no matter how good she has a relationship with the Gray-clothed Army or someone, she cannot let go and give up the idea of ​​attacking the Bran Empire.

This is absolutely unrealistic!

Joshya and others were very clear about this, but they were not worried. The rotten ship had three kilograms of nails. What's more, the Bran Empire, which has been standing on the continent for thousands of years? Therefore, there is still a battle between the Northern Wilderness and Bran, and they can't decide the winner in the short term. This is the opportunity for the gray-clothed army to take the opportunity to develop. What they lack now is time!

As long as there is enough time to buffer the precipitation, even if the Northern Wilderness Tribe really destroys Bran at that time, their gray-clothed army should have the confidence to challenge. It would be nothing more than a fight at that time, and it would be no big deal...

Of course, that is also something that will happen in the future. It is hard to say whether it will happen. It is meaningless now.

The current situation is that Tang En and even the Grey-Clothed Army must thank Lansha for their great help over the past period of time. If Lansha had not commanded the army on his behalf and fought south and north, the Grey-Clothed Army would not have had a great situation that almost completely controls the entire north of Bran!

It seemed that she knew this, Joshia sat quietly beside her eyes, her eyes drooping slightly, and she sipped her tea. It was rare that she did not disturb the greetings and farewell between Lansha and Tang En. Of course, it may also be because she and Lansha had said privately a week ago, and had already finished everything she shouldn't say, so naturally there was nothing to say now...

Well, actually Tang En and Lansha didn't talk for long. After all, no matter how much greetings were, there was still a time when they were finished, not to mention that there was Joshia who had not interrupted but had not left... However, just as Lansha laughed at Tang En for the last time, with a slight resentment unknown to outsiders. She turned around and walked towards the gate,

With a creak, the door opened by itself and was pushed open from outside.

"Chief...uh, Deputy Commander Lansha." The person who spoke was Joshia's close-fitting guard, Victor. As soon as he came in, he looked up and saw Lansha standing in front of him. He was stunned and saluted subconsciously, and then continued to report, "Chief, there are people outside who want to see you. He said he was Protestant, and the leader was Owens."

"Protestant? Owens?" Joshia was stunned, with a confused expression, obviously not familiar with these two names. Tang En's heart moved when he heard this, blinked, and looked thoughtful, nodded slightly at Victor, "Please come here."

"yes."

"Acquaintance, I was chased by the Temple of Light before." Tang En half turned around and explained briefly to Joshia who looked surprised. Then he shrugged and said, "But now it's okay. They have already come out of the temple to establish another mountain, founded the Protestant Church, and now they are specifically fighting against the temple."

He paused, "Well, I have some friendship with me."

Joshia suddenly nodded: "I heard what you said, Protestantism... I seem to have heard of this name several times recently. Yes, but what are they doing when they come to our Gray Army?"

"Haha, maybe the enemy is a friend." After Victor's interruption, Lansha did not leave immediately. He chuckled and guessed.

"It shouldn't be." Shaking his head lightly, Tang En touched his chin and pondered, "Do you remember that I forced the temple elite mage group to sneak attack in the dark from the mouths of those charlatans? It was a cave. Although I was one step late and couldn't catch those guys, I didn't get anything."

After a moment of pause, "From the messy situation of the gravel in the cave and the bloodstains that have not yet been cleared, there was a fierce battle there not long ago..."

"You mean, um, it was Owens and the others who fought against the Temple Elite Mage Group at that time?" Joshya, who followed Tang En's thoughts and quickly reacted, couldn't help but ask in surprise, "It was because of their interference that Merris' sword was cut off?"

"Just guess..." That being said, because he knew that the Protestantism's current range of activities was on the eastern coastline thousands of miles away. So what did Owens and the others appear here now?

but,

"You guessed it wrong, it wasn't us who saved you!"
Chapter completed!