1492 Chapter 1493: Escape

When Grand Duke Litaowen led his army into Wenda Pass, he was so complacent that he even temporarily forgot about his brother's death.

Grand Duke Litaowin, who was still on guard, couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief when he saw Tverur, and asked with concern.

"Teverurhou, how are your injuries?"

Twirul shook his head and said with a strange expression: "Your Majesty, this is not a place to talk, let's go to the Lord's Mansion!"

Grand Duke Litaowen nodded.

The two walked towards the Lord's Mansion.

"Your Majesty, how many reinforcements did you bring? If there are too few, we should not go to reinforce the Principality of Jiaer. Part of the main force of the Restoration Army has been severely injured, but they still have a lot of troops in the Principality of Jiaer."

Twirul's seemingly admonishing words were actually clichés.

This is related to whether they can continue to obtain sufficient benefits in Litaowin Province in the future.

Grand Duke Litaowen said with firm eyes: "No matter what, we must send troops to the Principality of Jiaer. This is not for us, but for the entire Five-Nation Alliance. As long as the Five-Nation Alliance can continue, sooner or later there will be Beyond Asia and Europe."

Twirul, who had already received the news, cursed secretly in his heart. At this time, he was still drawing big cakes. No wonder he finally supported himself to death.

I actually believed in the cake I drew, and whoever dies will die.

Just as Grand Duke Twirul and Litaowin entered the lord's mansion, Mayne, who was seriously injured, appeared in the barracks outside the city, along with sixteen mentor-level masters who surrendered to them. As soon as they appeared in the barracks, fierce fighting erupted .

It's just that before the fight, they were already isolated by the barriers arranged.

In the meeting room of Lord Wen Daguan's mansion.

Aslan drank black tea quietly, waiting for Grand Duke Litaowin to arrive.

"who are you?"

Grand Duke Litaowin entered the meeting room, looked at the man in black robe sitting on the main seat, asked with a gloomy face, and at the same time distanced himself from Tweerur.

He was not stupid. After seeing the man in black, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that something had happened.

"Hello, Grand Duke Litaowin, let me introduce myself, Amuro Ray Cremon."

Grand Duke Litaowin was shocked, and suddenly turned around to look at Tweerur, his father-in-law, the only subordinate he could trust now.

"Why?"

The original high spirits disappeared without a trace, and he asked hoarsely, "Why, did I treat you and your family badly?"

Twirul shook his head, and it was Aslan who answered Grand Duke Litaowin's question.

"There is an old saying in my hometown that those who know current affairs are heroes, which means that only those who can clearly understand the trend of the times can become outstanding heroes."

Aslan gave the latest information about the Five Nations Alliance.

"The five-nation alliance is over. Here is the latest news for you. The Duchy of Zopton has fallen. The Grand Duke of Zopton committed suicide. The Duchy of Bolinke fell. It’s only a matter of time before the beast will die.”

This piece of information was only circulated among the three of them for the time being. Because the five-nation alliance was besieged in the middle, the Federal Parliament did not know that the five-nation alliance was defeated so quickly.

The Qier Republic, which is the weakest, is progressing the slowest and there is no way around it.

Grand Duke Litaowin slumped on the ground and shouted: "Impossible, this is impossible."

Aslan said: "The Liedunden Great Forest dispatched fifteen master-level powerhouses, and the Principality of Asia dispatched five."

A simple statistic completely defeated Grand Duke Litaowin's psychological defense.

There are only five master-level powerhouses left behind in the Duchy of Pollink and the Duchy of Wales, and the Duchy of Zopton is the weakest with only one.

Facing a master-level powerhouse who was several times stronger than himself, coupled with the sudden attack, there was no possibility of surviving.

Without the restraint of a great mentor-level powerhouse, even guerrilla warfare is just a joke.

Among them, the Liedenden Great Forest was the most ruthless, directly slaughtering the mentor-level powerhouses of the two countries, and completely established the fierce strength of the Liedenden Great Forest in the Federation.

"Where's the royal family of Jiaer?" Grand Duke Litaowin asked suddenly.

Aslan smiled slightly and said: "The main attack is on the direction of the main city of Jiaer. We dispatched four master-level powerhouses. Calculated, the time should be about the same. I will lure you here, but I don't want the soldiers to suffer heavy casualties."

Grand Duke Litaowin took a deep breath, patted off the dust on his body, his face returned to calm, and asked, "Your Excellency Amuro, if I choose to surrender now, will you accept it?"

Aslan shook his head and said bluntly, "No, I don't trust you."

Grand Justice Litaowin said, "What if I die?"

"Oh!" Aslan suddenly became interested, and said, "Keep talking!"

Grand Duke Litaowin said very decisively: "I personally issued the national surrender order, and then killed myself. I only have one request, to let my family members escape from the Federation."

Aslan could not help applauding.

"Very good! Very good, it seems that I still underestimated His Excellency Grand Duke Litaowin."

The conference room was filled with Aslan's laughter, and Artoria's face remained normal, not paying any attention to Grand Duke Litaowin's words.

Twirul's face was gloomy and uncertain, but after finally considering the five children of Grand Duke Litaowin, three of whom had blood from their family, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

Twirul stood up and said, "Master Amuro, I have a suggestion."

Grand Duke Litaowin glared at Tverur, as if warning him not to talk nonsense.

"explain!"

"Of the five heirs of Grand Duke Li Taowen, three of them have the blood of the subordinate's family. The subordinate is sure that they will not take revenge, as long as the other two are killed."

After Twirull said the word "two people", he decisively shut up and didn't continue talking.

Grand Duke Litaowin's eyes almost burst into flames.

Aslan couldn't help laughing.

Will I worry about revenge from a few half-children?

Could it be that those boys are the protagonists, the chosen ones?

However, Aslan also understood what Twirul was thinking. Grand Duke Litaowin let the royal family members flee, and naturally he would take away a lot of royal treasures. As long as the other two sons of Grand Duke Litaowin were dealt with, all these properties would be his. grandson.

With these wealth, his daughter and grandson can also live well.

"Okay, this matter will be handled by you."

Since Tweerur was so enthusiastic, let him handle this matter.

"Take Litaowen Province as soon as possible, no problem!"

Twirul understood that this was an exchange offered by Aslan, and the matter was handled as he expected, so he must give Aslan a satisfactory answer.

"do not worry!"

Twirull pulled the shoulders of Grand Duke Taowen and walked out of the meeting room.

"Twirul you can't do this, you'll..."