"Chairman, tell me. During the two years of Elena, I learned a lot from you and Elena. You and Elena are my teachers. As long as your request is not too much, I will definitely agree to you."

Gary Gibson was respectful and polite. Duller Conton, the grand duke of Lingyan, who was standing behind him, frowned and did not speak. According to his ideas, the negotiations must not be like Gary Gibson, who didn't even know what the other party wanted, so he opened his mouth to win. However, it was Gary who was negotiating now, not him, and he still had confidence in this little emperor.

"That's good." Gastens is not a master who follows the traditional negotiation model. He sat back and crossed his legs.

"The first thing is that we have suffered heavy losses in the war that just ended, both economic and personnel losses need to be compensated."

"This is fine. If you want us to open the market, you will have no problem."

Gary Gibson agreed readily, and seemed to have not seen the look of Dulle Conton behind him at all. In Dulle Conton's view, war reparations are the most core negotiation clause after a war. Did this little emperor agree in less than three seconds?

At this moment, Dulle Conton questioned the young emperor Gary Gibson's ability to handle things.

"Very good!" Gastens smiled, "In addition, as we walked over, we saw that the people in Gad and Koningumg provinces lived in poverty, poverty, and miserable life. We are also people of Ankenrigen, and we can't stand their days. We want to liberate our controlled areas."

"This is OK. My father really didn't do well in this regard. Serfdom is a dilapidated system that should have been thrown into the historical garbage dump for a long time, but my father always held it. The province of Gaide and the province of Reims in the northern part of Gaide. If you are interested in it, take it all."

Gary Gibson was still very happy, which made Duller Conton, who was standing behind him, become more and more anxious. In his opinion, is this little emperor really not feeling sorry for selling his land and not realizing how much impact will the humiliating contract such as cede land and compensation be on Ankenryin now?

"Very good, you're fine."

Gastens was also shocked by Gary Gibson's pleasure. He glanced at Gary Gibson deeply and continued.

"Our last request is not to prohibit communist ideas from spreading within Ankenry, serfs and workers from entering the territory of Elena, to frame or persecute comrades close to communism, and to launch any form of military action against Elena."

"That's natural. If we lose this war, it should be like this."

In less than three seconds, Gary Gibson agreed to Gastens's request. At this moment, Duller Conton felt that he had reached the limit of patience. Although they came here to seek peace, they agreed to the other party's entire terms without struggling or resisting, which really made him angry. After all, they had to struggle a few times and go back and forth for a few rounds, wouldn't they agree?

What Duller Conton didn't know was that behind Gastens, Ivan Warren and Sink Warren were also surprised by the conditions of the boss. The Red Leaf Hills policy set a day ago seemed to have forgotten. Although the Gede, East Loa, Reims and Koningumg are also quite territories, there is still a big gap from the Red Leaf Hills they want. However, as the victorious party, they are far less anxious than Dul Conton. After all, no matter what the conditions are, Elena's problem lies in how much she can get, not lose.

"Very good, you made me look at you with some admiration," Gastens said sincerely, "I think the amount of compensation is more appropriate. I use Ankenrien's tax as a guarantee. What do you think?"

"Teacher, we don't have that much money." This time, Gary Gibson finally stopped winning with a smile. "You also know that my father is armed and equipped with 800,000 standing troops, and is ready to go to war with you at any time. These costs come from the Ankenryin treasury. Before that, Ankenryin had also experienced a failed war with Elena. The continuous wars had exhausted Ankenryin's treasury, so we could not afford such high compensation."

"Five million Ram is not much, in my opinion," Gary Gibson moved his body and put down his legs. "Ankenry paid back the money in five or six years because of his annual income of two or three million. Even if you want to use it yourself, it doesn't take too long to repay the money. What's more, you can also use materials to pay off your debts."

"Sorry, teacher, we can't afford so much compensation." Gary Gibson was still so polite, but the words from his mouth were no longer unconditional agreement. "Teacher, we can only afford one million Ram's compensation. If it's too much, will I give you my position as the emperor?"

"Four million, or we continue to attack, and we will talk to Roswell."

Gastens's attitude became cold. He had an invincible army in his hands, and he was the winner of this war, and he could not and would not be led by Gary Gibson.

"Then you can try it," Gary Gibson was not out of weakness. "We have abolished the serfdom and the decree has just been issued. And we will sell land to serfs at extremely low prices, allowing them to become self-cultivated farmers. We are also improving the treatment of workers. The basis of your offensive is no longer there. If freedom can be found in our country, how many serfs will risk their lives to join Elena?"

"So...the drama is here!"

Duller Conton finally understood Gary Gibson's playing style. We lost, you can do whatever you want. But how much you want should be discussed slowly. Moreover, because of the abolition of serfdom, Elena also lost the largest support class. If Gastens was rational, he would naturally think about Gary Gibson's threat.

"Three million, otherwise there will be no talks."

Gastens gave in again, Gary Gibson smiled and nodded in response.

"As for land, we want all the land west of the Red Leaf Hills. The entire west should be unified and belong to a ruler who can give people happiness. At the same time, the Red Leaf Hills can also serve as a border between both sides and improve security."

"This is not possible. I will lose nearly half of the land in one go. My father will not forgive me. At that time, if you don't need your army, the nobles behind me will directly drive me off the arena."

Gary Gibson reached out and waved his hand back, and his tone was sincere, "Chairman Gastens, I know you are a believer of communism and once taught me communism. Unfortunately, I don't think communism will definitely become the last winner of this revolution, so my country and I, Ankenyn, will compete with you in another way, and the purpose of competition is to whoever can live to the end and who can laugh the best."

"Yes," Gastens smiled, "Very good, Elena never fears any competition. And, as you think, Ankenry is half of us, isn't it just right?"

"Chairman Gastens, half of each person, I, the emperor, can't be regarded as an emperor. Without me, the next Ankenry will be crazy because of the emperor and the next Ice Defence Army and Guards will be sent out to fight with you. Even if you may not be able to win, your troops will not suffer a small loss. Although the sixteen giant beast chariots are powerful, they cannot protect all your troops. At that time, on the Narvas Plain, we are the masters and you are the guests. It's hard to say who wins and loses."

"I'm sorry, this matter cannot be allowed," Gastens stood up, "If you really want to fight, then fight. We love Lena and never fear any war."

After saying that, Gastens got up and left, and had not forgotten to leave the last sentence.

"You have two hours to think about this, and in two hours we will continue to attack. We can try whether Elena can free Roswell."

The little emperor Gary Gibson looked at Gastens who was getting farther away and pursed his lips. Because of the biting too hard, his lips had already started to turn white. Duller Conton, the Grand Duke of Lingyan who was standing behind him, looked at Gastens who was getting farther away and felt in a difficult mood.

"Boss, will they agree to our conditions?"

On the way back to the command center, Ivan was a little curious.

"Why have to wait for them to agree? There is no military force in the west of Roswell now that we can stop our military forces. It would be great to kill directly, and we are still scrambling here."

Becken Warren was more radical and did not hide his ideas.

"There are risks in the past when killing, the front line is too long, and the logistics supply is too long. Without ammunition, the combat effectiveness of the giant beast and our troops will decline. Although it can be filled out with human lives, I don't want to do that. If you can solve the problem with peace talks, it is also a good way."

Gastens walked in a hurry without hesitation, "It depends on whether Gary can understand this matter. From beginning to end, they can have very few bargaining chips, almost no. If he can't see this matter clearly, then he, the emperor, will be nothing more than that."

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"Grand Duke, what do you think should be done?"

At the temporary resting place, Gary looked at Durer Conton respectfully, waiting for the instructions of the great duke. Now the royal family has given up all power. Even if the war is about to start, it will be something that Durer Conton and several other members of the noble council will decide. He has tried his best to be able to talk to him on the table.

"This matter..."

Duller Conton thought about it in his mind. Among the seven great dukes, four of them were all west of Roswell. If all the land on the west side of the Red Leaf Hill was abandoned, it would be equivalent to giving up the fiefs of the four great dukes. Then the noble council would definitely not agree to such a treaty. As for the three masters of the Mage Tower, he didn't even know where these people were based, and he could not estimate their voting motives.

"This is not easy to deal with. Henry Claflyn, Denbach Lebren, Bisca Arrest and Kayat Boyer's territory are all west of Roswell, and are also in the territory that Gastens wants now. If we give all of this to Gastens, there will be problems with the noble parliament."

"Then, your territory is not here?"

Gary looked up and looked at Dulle Conton, "If your territory is not listed, why should you worry? Isn't they the ones you should worry about?"

"But, the noble council—"

"How many people will be there and who will be composed of? Isn't it determined based on the situation of the country? Now Elena may threaten the survival of Ankenrien at any time. Do you think it is the safety of the country that is important, or is the territory or mood of the four great dukes more important?"

Gary Gibson looked straight at Duller Conton, and the honesty in his eyes made Duller Conton feel a little scared. He seemed to feel Duller Conton's fear and added another sentence.

"Or, do you think the composition of aristocratic parliament is more important than the survival of the country?"

At this moment, Duller Conton suddenly understood what Gary Gibson meant. He shook all over and broke out in cold sweat. It turned out that the little prince had this idea.

“…If that’s the case…”

Although he was unwilling, Dulle Conton still followed Gary Gibson's thoughts uncontrollably. If this were the case, it would not seem like an infeasible way to adjust the noble parliament.

However, Duller Conton suddenly realized a problem, and he looked at Gary Gibson and asked.

"This is me following you. What if the other grand dukes are following you?"

"That way..." Gary Gibson frowned, "When I go back, I may have to go back alone. After all, the survival of the country is the most important, right?"

So Duller Conton understood that no matter what, the result would not change. He sighed softly and gave up his persistence.

"Okay, that's it."

"I understand, Grand Duke, the country will remember your sacrifice."

Gary Gibson stood up and saluted, then turned around and ordered the commander.

"Go, go and invite Lord Gastens," said Gary Gibson, "No, go and notify Lord Gastens, we will go there immediately. We agree to his conditions. Everything depends on the contract."

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On May 1, 851, Gastens Warren, on behalf of Elena and Gary Gibson, signed a Red Leaf Contract, which agreed to divide Ankenryin into two with the Red Leaf Hills as the border. On the east side is the newly established Ankenryin Constitutional Republic. On the west side is the Elena People's Communist Republic. The treaty stipulates war reparations of 3 million Ram, exempts import tariffs on steam equipment, and opens the domestic market. At this point, Elena finally took the political stage of the central continent as an independent country.
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