Distribution of interests is very important and is more effective than the so-called "face". Zong Yu glanced at Yuan Meng in a silent sigh and found that he was smiling bitterly like himself.

"Okay!" Zong Yu abandoned all kinds of unrealistic fantasies and said bluntly: "We want to black bull team."

"You?" Tianhao frowned slightly.

"Yes." Zong Yu nodded: "The entire Black Bull Department has a total of one million people, and A Meng and I each have half."

After drinking too much wine, Tianhao's voice became a little hoarse: "You want too much."

"This is a fair deal." Yuan Meng no longer thought about Niu Yanfang. He turned his attention to the aspects he was interested in: "Give out a million people and we support you to become the Regent. This deal is worth a lot."

"You don't seem to understand what I mean." Tianhao was calm when he changed. He picked up the teacup and took a sip: "The whole Black Beef Department, one million people... Do you have enough food to support so many people?"

Yuan Meng and Zong Yu's expression suddenly changed at the same time.

Zong Yu's face turned pale: "Ahao, I said these things because I am standing on the stakes of an ally. You can control the entire clan and get the Black Knight City. In comparison, what is a mere Black Bull Division?"

Tianhao looked down at the tea in the cup, his tone was stable: "Since you said that, let's just change it. Choose any of you to be the Regent. I want half of the Black Beef Ministry, which is only half a million people. I definitely don't want food, and I don't want a grain of wheat."

This strong reverse contrast suddenly forced Yuan Meng and Zongyu to the corner, and there was no room for him to turn around and move.

They laughed a few times at the same time, but their hearts kept churning like boiling water.

The Regent is not that easy to be.

This is equivalent to the goal of everyone's concentrating firepower. On the surface, it looks bright and shining, but in fact it has to face doubts from all aspects. "Inheritance" is the most consistent with the rules, but now the entire royal family has no reasonable and legal heirs except Niu Yanfang. If it is just a tribe leader, Yuan Meng and Zongyu will certainly have the ability to stabilize the situation. But once it expands to the entire Niu tribe, millions of people from all over the world, and doubts and opposition from all sides may lead to the situation getting out of control.

After all, taking this opportunity to strengthen your strength is the key. As long as you divide the Black Beef and take hundreds of thousands of people away from Heijiao City, you will get the largest piece of cake.

But Tianhao stuck his two lives on the issue of food.

Neither the Mad Bull Tribe nor the Wild Bull Tribe, there is enough food to support these people.

As for the exchange of conditions, becoming the Regent... Yuan Meng and Zong Yu never even thought about this kind of thing, and they would not cause more trouble for themselves.

Zong Yu didn't want to delay time, so he asked with some anxiety: "How many people can you give us?"

Tianhao answered very quickly: "One person has 100,000, which is 200,000."

Yuan Meng opened his eyes wide, shocked and angry: "Ahao, you are kidding! This...this is too little."

Zong Yu's eyes flashed with alert and he said coldly: "It seems that it is difficult for us to continue talking. Ahao, you disappointed me too much."

Tianhao sat upright on the chair and brought the emotional changes of the two to their eyes.

"The great national master is gone, which means that the old era is over and the new era is coming."

"For a long time, I have taken good care of you. I exchanged ore and peat for food. Such a business is not the case within the cattle tribe, even if the scope is expanded to other tribes, you can't find a second one. Besides, the Lei Niu Ministry uses a wide variety of goods for trading, including salt, jerky, cheese, fish, cotton... Ask yourself, how much have you gained from me since the beginning of cooperation? How much have you paid for it yourself?"

"Last year, in the war against the Deer tribe, you received several times more trophy than normal returns. This was what I gave to you on purpose. The reason is very simple. One is to repay your support for me at the Grand Court meeting, and the other is to maintain a friendly and cooperative relationship with each other. I am a person who knows how to repay kindness, and I believe you have a deep understanding of this. But no matter what, from the perspective of the three completely different ways of giving benefits, I have always stood firm and never gave up on principles."

"Maybe it was my previous attitude that made you feel illusion, or maybe it was that I was just a junior in your opinion, so you think you can use the false name of "Regent" to get benefits from me. A whole million people... you really dare to speak out."

After two minutes of silence, Zong Yu and Yuan Meng kept watching each other, exploring each other's eyes and communicating silently.

After a long time, Zong Yu smiled dryly and said, "Ahao, I know you are a good person. There is no need for us to do this. We are all friends, so let's talk about it."

Tianhao's cold expression showed that he did not intend to give this face: "Do you think that because I am too easy to talk to, you regard me as a fool, push me to the front stage as the regent, and become the target of everyone's hatred. But you yourself bring 500,000 people from the Black Bull Tribe to lay a solid foundation. At some point in the future, you will be invited to join other tribes to counterattack me?"

Zong Yu's expression stagnated and subconsciously denied: "No, I have never thought of this."

Tianhao put the teacup back to its original position and sighed softly: "No now, it does not mean there will be no future. In fact, we all know that there has never been an unbreakable alliance. The reason for betrayal is only whether the interests are rich. If Niu Yanfang's actions are faster than me and offer a higher price than this, you will stand on her side without hesitation."

Zong Yu felt a chill rising from his back. He couldn't help but tremble and forced a smile: "Ahao, you're thinking too much. This kind of thing will never happen."

Tianhao leaned back and leaned against the back of the chair. A deterrent light flashed in his eyes and a disdainful sneer: "I'd better say it a different way! I'll meet your requirements and take one million people from the Black Bull Division. I can even give you a year's ration of grain. But the cooperation between us is over. You keep the ore and peat yourself, use whatever you like. Lei Bull Division will no longer have any business dealings with you."

These words were like sharp knives, which hit Yuan Meng and Zong Yu's hearts, stimulating the nerves and causing severe pain, allowing them to see a terrible future in fear.

The commercial exchanges between the Kuangniu and the Bison Department and the Lei Niu Department started with Tianhao being promoted to the position of lord in Heijiao City. The two tribes have different ways. The host of the Kuangniu Department is Yuan Meng, and the Bison Department is the lord of Mishui City. However, according to the results, the actual difference is not big. They are mainly based on ore and peat in exchange for various commodities produced from Panshiling.

Delicious food can stimulate people's hearts and stabilize rule. Relying on a large number of commodities from Panshitang, Yuanmeng and Zongdi gradually strengthened their control over the rule of the tribe, especially the food obtained during each transaction, which filled the gap in crop yields between the Crazy Beef and the Bison Ministry. In a few years, the tribe has become relatively wealthy, and the population growth naturally reaches all previous highest points.

Yuan Meng and Zongyu have always been wary of this kind of transaction. After all, although there are many ore and peat, their commercial value is far less than that of various commodities found by Panshi. But after a long time, as the roads between cities are continuously built and widened, and they have close contact with Leiniu Ministry, Tianhao guarantees the continued transactions more than once on various occasions, so they gradually relaxed their vigilance, believing that this is a good deal that benefits both sides.

Until now, Tianhao put the ordinary "transaction" in front of him as a weapon. Yuan Meng and Zongyu were shocked to find that once the exchange was cut off, the harm to their own tribe would be much greater than 500,000 people. People who have long been accustomed to exchanging ore and peat for food to allow their families to eat full, and can change their tastes from time to time to eat fresh sea fish and jerky meat, it is difficult... and even impossible to accept the poor life of returning to the hungry state in the past.

They would not understand that this was a game between ethnic rulers, and they only knew that there was no food to eat in the bowl.

For thousands of years, they have been through this way, but they can't turn their heads after having a good life. They will curse the rulers with the most vicious words, and even launch rebellions, and the following will be infringed.

No one can accept such a fact, either Yuan Meng or Zongdi.

With anger climbing up the face of the Zongyu, he let out a terrifying roar: "Ahao, do you want to start a war?"

Tianhao raised his head and looked at him with Ning Ding's eyes. The curve of the corners of his mouth gradually curved upwards, turning into an undisguised ridicule.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" He pointed out a fact in an extremely cold voice: "If it weren't for the sake of Zonggu and Zongguang, you would have been dead long ago."

Before the Zongyu could speak, Tianhao continued to sneer: "If you are not familiar with the situation of the Lei Niu Tribe, you can ask Zongyu. The time and location are up to you. You can choose any battle you want, and I will accompany you to the end."

Zong Yu really wanted to say something tough, but after thinking about it, he completely gave up this idea. The army of Lei Niu tribe is strong, and muskets have an overwhelming advantage over cold weapons. No matter from any perspective, he has no chance of winning.

Yuan Meng quickly stood up to smooth things over: "Two, what are you doing? Ayu, you are old and confused. Ahao is our friend, not an enemy. And you, Ahao, even if Ayu says something he shouldn't say, you should understand it. He is old and has no idea about his mind, so you have to be very grateful."

In the face of various problems and interest disputes, Yuan Meng saw it more clearly than Zongyu.

Tianhao stood up from the chair, bowed to Zong Yu, and said lightly: "I just made the words clear. I have no other intentions. Doing things should be open and fair, and the same is true between friends. Since Brother Yuan Meng said that, I will take a step back. Each of you can take 150,000 civilians from the black bull part, which is a total of 300,000."

Yuan Meng sucked his eyes and said with a forced smile: "Ahao, can you add more?"

"This is my bottom line." Tianhao said calmly: "I still say the same thing. If you don't want to change it, you can be the Regent. I want the people from the Black Bull Tribe."

Apart from a bitter smile, Yuan Meng couldn't say a word.

The Regent is not that easy to be. Without strong strength as a backing, he will be finished sooner or later when sitting in that position. He will either be killed or overthrown by covetants.

"Then... we'll make up."

A brief agreement was reached.

Zong Yu sighed.

Yuan Meng lowered his head and said nothing.

They accepted and compromised in helplessness, but they didn't know how long this situation could last.

...

The city of Blackhorn under martial law is not calm.

This is a big city with a population of up to 400,000. The number of guards in charge of daily public security is as high as 20,000. If there is a sudden outbreak, 60,000 to 100,000 people can be urgently recruited within two hours. In addition, there are 6,000 imperial guards. They are elite forces affiliated to the supreme ruler of the ethnic group, all composed of veterans, and have extremely strong combat power.

When he walked out of the house, Yun Kai looked up at the sky. The dark night was dark, there was no moon, and there was no stars.

Under the guidance of the guide, he walked through the streets and alleys and walked into a house in the south of the city. This was a wealthy area exclusive to the nobles of Heijiao City. The house was large in size. The guide led Yun Kai into the inner courtyard, where there were several armed servants in black. The guide said a few words to the leader among them. The other party nodded, walked to the side of the house, and pulled up the stone ties in a hidden position. The flat floor tiles on the oblique side slowly sank, revealing a long and narrow passage.

The attendant handed a torch to the guide. He walked in front and illuminated the stone steps and rock walls. Yunkai saw the road under his feet rotate to the right and slowly moved down. He followed the guide to take steps and walked down the spiral staircase. A slope downward appeared in front of him, and light was faintly emitted from the position not far ahead.

The room at the end of the road was very small, about twenty square meters. The guided person pushed open the door, stood sideways with a torch in hand, and let Yun Kai enter.

Yunkai has been here before, but he is not unfamiliar with this place, but he is not familiar with it.

There were more than a dozen people sitting in the room, all knowing each other. When they saw Yun Kai coming in, people stood up and saluted him.

Identity and status determine a person's position in the circle. Those who are qualified to come here are commanders, commanding troops ranging from thousands to tens of thousands. They belong to the Black Bull Department. Yun Kai's identity is more special. He is the commander of the imperial guards. Although his army is only 6,000, no one dares to underestimate it.

A tall middle-aged man stood up, looked around, and said calmly: "There are all people. I won't say polite words. Today I'm summoning everyone to talk about the various problems we are currently facing, and also the solutions to deal with them."

His name is Guohao, and he is the commander of the northern district of the Heijiao City Guards.

No one expected that so many things would happen in less than a month. Two princes died because of a fight, the Grand National Army was killed, the coalition forces of various branches attacked the city, and the princess was imprisoned... A series of changes were dazzling. As the commander who controlled the army, of course, we must carefully consider where to go next.
Chapter completed!