Early in the morning, Visen Castle was bustling with people. There were guards patrolling near the castle, cleaning servants, and warriors forming teams to hunt in Trassen Forest. No one noticed that under the leadership of Agu Su, Yang Ling's personal bodyguard, several tall strangers quietly entered from a side door.

  "Sir, please!" After bringing the line of Genoa to the council hall, Agu Su gave a wink to the barbarian leader Garuk not far away. The latter understood and immediately led a team of fierce barbarians to guard the gate.

  "Welcome to Visen Castle, please sit down!" Yang Ling smiled all over his face and gestured to the maid beside him to serve tea.

  Looking at the tall and majestic Hotania, looking at his heavy footsteps and sharp eyes, and then looking at the few attendants behind him who were bowing their heads in respect, Yang Ling understood that this was a guy who had been in a high position for many years, secretly speculating about Hotania's identity and status in the Ros Empire.

  "I am the messenger of the Ros Empire, fully responsible for this action. Lord Yang can call me Genoa!" Genoa sat down opposite Yang Ling with a big smile.

  Although Yang Ling was wearing casual clothes, leaning lazily on the big chair, and didn't have the imagined spirit and vigor, but in Renna's heart, she didn't dare to be slow.

  It is said that you can't judge a person by appearance, and indeed, someone who has nearly a thousand vassal warriors, comes from mysterious origins, spends money like water, and possesses an army of demonic beasts, cannot possibly be an ordinary noble.

  Negotiation is like playing cards, you can't reveal all your strength at once!

  Zhennaya ambiguously introduced herself as an envoy of the Ross Empire, without revealing her identity as a princess. As long as she made it clear to the other party that she was fully responsible for this action and had sufficient qualifications to represent the empire in negotiations with him, that was enough.

  Rena was calm and clever, unfortunately. Man proposes, God disposes!

  "It was actually Lord Genoa who led this operation, no wonder he was able to get the better of the Bantu people with just a few hundred men, he's indeed formidable!"

  Yang Ling and Gu De had never heard of the great name of Renna, but Sheng Yibei Lili, who was familiar with most of the imperial nobles across the entire Tairon continent, knew that the 12th prince of the Ross Empire was already on the family's list of key figures to pay attention to.

  Your Highness?

  Yang Ling was very surprised. Originally, he thought that Jena was just a high-ranking minister or king's confidant of the Rosso Empire, but he never expected that the other party was actually a prince.

  Sending a prince in person shows how important it is for the Russians to destroy the Bantu Empire this time.

  After the unexpected turn of events, Yang Ling's smile grew even brighter. The more importance the other side attached to this operation, the more beneficial it would be for him. As long as he put in a bit more thought, he believed he could gain even greater benefits.

  At the same time, Genoa was also very surprised to see the veiled Haili Beili. He never thought that in this remote and secluded small town, someone would recognize his identity at first sight.

  Talents gather from all sides!

  Yang Ling must be from a noble family, otherwise, he wouldn't have so many excellent followers!

  Even with his eyes closed, he could sense that Yang Ling had at least three great swordsmen and two great mages by his side, whose strength was not to be underestimated. Moreover, the screen behind the hall occasionally transmitted a subtle magical fluctuation, and it was estimated that many masters were still lurking in ambush.

  Although no magical powers or aura could be detected from Yang Ling's body, he didn't dare to underestimate the seemingly lazy Yang Ling.

  After all, a summoner who can summon a large group of magical beasts to defeat the nine-headed snake monster is absolutely not an ordinary person. The only explanation for not being able to detect the fluctuations of magic power in his body is that he has already cultivated to the point where he can freely conceal his true strength.

  The most terrifying enemy is the one you can't see through!

  Looking at the unfathomable Yang Ling, he felt his enormous power and Genoa was grateful that he wasn't his opponent. Otherwise, let alone ruining the plans of the Bandit King, it would be a question whether he could even leave Visen Town alive.

  After a few pleasantries, Yang Ling smiled and gave a nod to the old steward behind him. The latter understood and instructed the servants to bring up wine and dishes.

  Golden and oily roasted suckling pig, fragrant iron plate sauce beef, and a few jars of hundred-year-old Raphael grape wine... Although it can't compare to the luxurious state banquet of the Ross Empire, it still made the Genoa group feast to their heart's content.

  In these days of hiding in the Tras forest, they didn't dare to smoke or cook, so they gnawed on hard dry rations all day, which had long since become tasteless. Faced with fragrant food, they almost swallowed their tongues.

  After the wine and food were full, the old butler directed the servant to bring up a plate of Alp nuts and pine nuts that had been chilled from summer to now, which was a specialty of Visen Town. Finally, each person poured a cup of top-grade jasmine tea, making Genoa, who had seen much and knew much, also have to admire.

  The aristocracy is the aristocracy!

  In the cold winter, others were hungry and couldn't eat their fill, but Yang Ling could easily come up with so many dishes in just one meal.

  After the wine and dishes were taken away, Yang Ling smiled and slowly pulled from the size of the Tras forest to the living habits of the double-horned deer, without mentioning the proper business.

  "General Yang, I don't know when you plan to deploy troops?" After dragging on for half a day, seeing that Yang Ling was evading the topic of deploying troops, Hetalia finally couldn't bear it.

  "Oh, this can't be rushed!" Yang Ling pretended to ponder for a moment and said: "Stoff doesn't have enough warm clothing now, nor does he have replenished food and weapons. This winter will be very difficult for him. Even if he can barely get through this winter, his soldiers will probably be weak and powerless by then. When the time comes, we can still send troops out, it won't be too late!"

  Will send troops again next spring?

  To his surprise, Jena almost choked on the tea in her mouth. According to reliable intelligence, Stoff's reinforcements were rushing towards Visen Town at an incredible speed, and time was running out, with the situation becoming increasingly dire. If they waited until next spring to launch another attack, they would have no chance of winning against 10,000 fully prepared Black Armor soldiers.

  Humph, a cunning old fox!

  Taking a deep breath, Jaina suppressed the urge to slam her fist on the table and calmed down. Without thinking much, she also knew that Yang Ling was just trying to reap more benefits. At the negotiating table, impulsiveness was a taboo, the more impulsive one was, the easier it was to pay a foolish price.

  "Lord Yang, Visen Town is rich in resources. It would be a shame if it fell into the hands of the Bantu people." Jena paused for a moment, looking at Yang Ling with a thoughtful expression, and said: "During this period, Lord has provided us with great help. As a return, after repelling the arrogant Bantu people, our Ros Empire will appoint Lord as the lord of Visen, owning thousands of miles of territory, and provide strong support in military and financial aspects!"

  After a moment of contemplation, Renna opened the door and got straight to the point. If she continued to haggle with Yang Ling, that old fox, bit by bit, they might not reach an agreement even by tomorrow.

  Make oneself the lord of Weissen?

  After understanding the bottom card of Jiana, Yang Ling smiled faintly. The Russians are indeed clever, and this not only destroys the strategic plan of the Bantu people but also gains a piece of land in the rear of their sworn enemy, allowing themselves and the Bantu people to die together. However, even if he used his buttocks to think, he wouldn't be stupid enough to obediently fall into their trap.