People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 569: No wine, but talk about heroes

Hedley stood beside Manfred, keeping his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, trying to reduce his presence.

Even though he hadn't figured out the situation just now, when he saw Qi Yan appear in front of him in this almost non-acting way, he instantly understood everything.

Manfred, you bastard!

If you want to die, just die yourself. Why drag me down with you?

Hedley cursed in his heart, but his face remained calm, trying his best to act as a background.

Unfortunately, his plan was soon thwarted.

"This must be the famous mercenary leader, Hedley, I have heard of you for a long time."

Qi Yan took the initiative to move forward, took Hedley's hand without saying anything and started shaking it up and down.

"I dare not, I dare not." Hedley was so frightened that he almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Qi Yan didn't care about that. He circled around Hedley twice, and suddenly came up to him and said stealthily:

"Contact me more often when you have time. I have some good stuff for you."

Hedley:?

Manfred: ? ?

Mandela: ???

"Ahem, Mr. Political Commissar."

Manfred stepped forward and interrupted, "This is not the place to talk, why don't we move on..."

"Why move? We are all open-minded people, and open-minded people should speak in open places."

Qi Yan waved his hand to interrupt Manfred, pointing to Jiangshan and said: "I came here this time for the future of both parties. General Manfred, who do you think dares to be called a hero in this world today?"

Manfred: "..."

His originally majestic aura had now collapsed without a trace, and every word Qi Yan said made him feel a little unsure of how to respond.

After hesitating for a while, Manfred waved his hand to order the surrounding Sarkaz soldiers to stay away.

Then he forced himself to calm down and asked tentatively:

"I think you are referring to Qi Yan. He is indeed very strong."

Manfred thought of Qi Yan's character as rumored, and thought that this lord had come to amuse him, so he simply said a few good words.

While protecting himself from being killed by a single punch, he could also delay time so that Tracys could receive the information in time.

As a result, Qi Yan shook his head and waved his hands, saying disdainfully:

"Qi Yan is nothing."

Everyone: "..."

After cursing himself as usual, Qi Yan pointed at the mobile block of Xiaoqiu County outside the city and said:

“Qi Yan’s mind is full of beautiful sisters and sister rice bowls, can he accomplish anything?

If you want to deal with Qi Yan, you don't have to do anything. Just send out the beautiful women in the army, big and small, and Qi Yan will be happy here and not think about Luo. "

The corners of Manfred's mouth twitched wildly.

This is pointing at yourself, right?

This is just pointing at yourself!

Manfred took a deep breath. Although he was extremely apprehensive, he still shook his head.

"Please allow me to refuse. I will not let my fellow Sarkaz make this choice. They can die in battle, but they cannot end up like this."

"it is good!"

Qi Yan clapped his hands in praise, and his shouts of approval frightened Manfred so much that he almost drew the sword from his waist.

Hedley's eyelids twitched, and he blocked Manfred's arm without leaving a trace, so as to prevent him from being splattered with blood when Qi Yan punched him to death.

Qi Yan ignored the various small actions of this pair of good friends who loved and hated each other, and spoke again:

"Then let's talk about it again. General, who do you think can be called a hero in this world today?"

"...Rhodes Island?" Manfred said desperately.

"Rhodes Island does have some capabilities, but they are not big enough yet." Qi Yan shook his head again, "Once they are involved in a big dispute, they will just be chased around.

Kal'tsit is also a character, but her individual strength is not outstanding. If she wants to accomplish anything, she needs to plan ahead.

Although the doctor has a good brain, he has no memory. Without sufficient information, he cannot display his great abilities.

Amiya has a good character and deserves to be called a promising future, but she is still too young and needs a long period of growth and tempering. "

Manfred was unconsciously attracted by Qi Yan's words. He nodded continuously and felt that these words revealed a lot of information.

But when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but frown, realizing that it was all repetitive talk. It seemed useful, but it was actually all nonsense.

Manfred didn't think much about it and changed the topic:

"Then Mr. Political Commissar, do you think that Shenchi is the team with the most potential?"

When Mandela heard this, she immediately stood up and started to brag about Abrana's greatness.

Before she could even open her mouth, Qi Yan, without even turning his head back, hit her with a knife and made her squat back down again.

"My leader has good ambitions, but that's all ambition is worth looking at." Qi Yan commented, "Victoria doesn't need a hegemon. She can rule a region, but she is not destined to be the king."

"What about the Dukes of Victoria?" Manfred gradually became interested.

"A pile of loose sand."

Qi Yan sneered and said, “The Duke of Windermere is stationed at the border. Although he is ambitious, he is not to be feared. Once the royal court leaves, she will be powerless to resist.

The Duke of Wellington has a large army under his command, but he regards himself as the master of Tara, and his wolfish ambitions are obvious to all.

Duke Keister had unparalleled intelligence, many self-sufficient means and cards up his sleeve, and he moved through the battlefield, but he was defeated, but not completely.

The other dukes are hiding their heads and showing their tails. Sooner or later, they will be liquidated. They are just a bunch of cannon fodder."

Manfred's doubts grew.

During the time it took for Qi Yan to say these few words, all major forces were criticized by him, and he even wasn't spared. However, none of them caught Qi Yan's eye.

No... there is another force.

"Mr. Political Commissar, do you mean the Sarkaz?" Manfred asked tentatively.

Qi Yan nodded, but then began to shake his head.

Manfred was filled with questions about Qi Yan.

"Xiaoman." Qi Yan sighed.

Manfred: "..."

In his silence, Qi Yan slowly began his operation:

"The Sarkaz are an ancient and powerful tribe, otherwise I would not represent Deep Pool to form an alliance with you.

But the Sarkaz also have their own shortcomings. Look back and take a look at your compatriots around you."

Manfred followed Qi Yan's words, turned his head and looked around, puzzled:

“I don’t see any shortcomings.”

"This is the biggest shortcoming of the Sarkaz!" Qi's speech speed suddenly increased, "The Sarkaz have not discovered their own shortcomings, so it is difficult for them to make progress. The blood of the Sarkaz brings them powerful strength and a blood feud that can never be forgotten. Every Sarkaz is a compatriot connected by blood.

But it is precisely because of the power of this bloodline that the Sarkaz have been trapped in hatred for thousands of years and trapped in the glory of the past.

Take the simplest example, although there is a reason for the displacement of the Sarkaz, it is more because the Sarkaz rely too much on the power of blood, which leads to the average level of Sarkaz education being at the level of prenatal education! "

Manfred: "..."

Very good, this is the second time I’ve been scolded.

Hedley turned his head and looked away, with the main idea of ​​'If I don't see you, you won't see me'.

Qi Yan hadn't finished his words yet, and he confronted Manfred and started to speak:

"The Sarkaz have many royal courts, which is the pride of every Sarkaz. But in fact, those old men in the royal courts have become the biggest factor hindering the Sarkaz's progress.

They are corrupt, they are stubborn, and they are obsessed with the glory of the past. If the Sarkaz want to make progress, they must get rid of the past and face the future! "

Manfred was startled, and his thoughts that had just been taken away by Qi Yan instantly returned to his own rhythm.

His face was calm, and his red eyes contained unfathomable emotions:

"Mr. Political Commissar, if this is your plan, please stop. The Sarkaz will not kill each other."

(A little later, the plot is stuck, wait for me to sort it out, if I can sort it out I will post it, if I can't, there will be two chapters today)