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C115

In fact, Zhuo Gui didn't know that the 2 billion people commanding the army had fled to the left. On the left, the Federation was in the rear, the Central Star Region was in the back, and on the right was where the armies of the middle had passed.

And the area where the left side of the Al Empire's army was located was very complex, originally it was a place where the pirates were active.

The Freedom Army had always been used to fighting in complex terrain, and the fact that they weren't the head of the Freedom Army was closely related to the influence of guerrilla warfare. Furthermore, the strong figures of the Freedom Army were all outlaws absorbed by the original recruitment army.

As the saying goes, hooligans have culture, and even deities are afraid. This bandit knows military tactics, and even heavenly soldiers find it difficult to defend against him. Not only did the pirates of the Freedom Army understand military strategy, but they also knew how to use formations; therefore, one could imagine the fate of the army on the left side of the empire.

When Zhuo Gui saw Elka Fei in a meteorite, he still hadn't reacted. He didn't believe that the Left Army was completely annihilated, and he also didn't believe that he was captured by the Free Army. Standing in front of Zhuo Gui, he was still shouting about killing Zhuo Gui and occupying the Western Star Region.

The battleships of the lone army and the 2 billion Al Empire battleships scattered across the occupied planet were the only ones left in the army. After losing contact with Elka, they requested for the Imperial Military Department to evacuate to the western star field.

The furious Elshalton helplessly agreed to withdraw the army. The 3 billion white shark-class battleships dispatched by the Empire this time were already half of the Empire's elite troops.

3 billion was not enough to move the empire, but the elemental energy was definitely injured. It was not used to fight for a high position, but to occupy the entire western star field. Most of it was destroyed by the enemy, so what if they sent another 3 billion?

If the army was mobilized, the elite army of the Empire that had lost 2 billion battleships would no longer be able to invest that many battleships in the western star field. Otherwise, it would create an empty line of defense with other countries.

If they flew over to the Federation countries and took advantage of the situation, the consequences would be dire.

The world is a complex place, where anger and hatred are paper tigers before profit and are easily broken with a poke. It has been said that, in most cases, anger and hatred are forgotten and beamed when they exceed anyone's expectations. Hatred is driven by malevolent forgetfulness and succumbs to money and power.

When the Freedom Army was weak, the Empire of Al had battleships in tow, and the army of 3 billion was defeated and maimed. Only then did the Empire of Al know the pain and the need of rice for food.

Withdrawal was not enough to solve the underlying problem. What should he do? The topic of compensation was brought up. Great Powers had the dignity of great Powers, but they also had their own helplessness as great Powers!

After finding a few scapegoats, he pulled out a large amount of supplies and also found the old fellow, Eljis. He was appointed as an envoy to the Sky Organization to negotiate a ceasefire.

Zhuo Gui did not like this type of negotiation. In the past, when he was doing business, he would often chat with others.

Once Zhuo Gui had talked business with a small client, and people always asked him for benefits. Zhuo Gui thought, "Then give me some; once I'm given some money, today I have to sell a little more, tomorrow I have to support it, the day after tomorrow I have to return some money, and later I have to ask for a kickback." Zhuo Gui had been depressed for months, saying that he would not give him a single cent from now on.

In reality, Zhuo Gui did not want to fight either. Deep down, he was just a person who ate, wore and wandered around. Although he was smart, he did not want to think, be forced, or be hardworking.

Some people said that wisdom was forced out and success was squeezed out; it seemed that they were right. If they weren't the Federation of Les and the Empire, they wouldn't be in this situation.

Zhuo Gui handed over the matters after the war to Zhou Yalan and the others to deal with. The most important thing was to have a big fist. Without a powerful fighting force, would they even send anything to him? Without powerful martial power, would others give in if they won?

Zhuo Gui understood this principle very well. In the future, he had to go out and play in peace. It was impossible for him to not have a few evil dogs at home, so powerful force was the basis for harmony.

However, a strong military force was the basis of war. Wealth was the foundation. Zhuo Gui had given all the civilian technology he had prepared to the Sky Organization to increase the sustainable development of the planets.

War between great powers was not about survival. It came and went as quickly as it came. However, negotiations became the next topic of diplomacy.

Wilres was a former chef of a pirate organization, with a shriveled face and snow-white hair. Ever since he joined the Merchant Army, the old man had been placed next to the warehouse door to do some casual tasks.

Wilres had no children when he was young, and he was very amiable when he was alone. The boys in the warehouse liked to sit around him whenever they had free time, listening attentively to his stories about the wonders of the outside world of the western star field.

Zhuo Gui, who was wandering around everywhere, also liked to sit here these few days, but he didn't reveal his identity. He only quietly listened to the old man's narration, and wondered if he would ask the same small questions as the others.

"The She race is actually the snakemen's race. We don't have any trace of them here. They are a race that worships deities. Every year, the whole village will gather together to conduct a sacrificial ceremony." The old man was telling some strange stories about the places he had traveled when he was young.

"The elders in the village or the village will take out the Scepter, does the Scepter know? Whoever holds the scepter will have the status and identity of the person holding it. It is said that the Scepter has been boosted by the gods, and those with the Scepter in their hands can use it to punish those who made mistakes. "

"Isn't that Scepter very powerful?" a young voice asked.

"Yes, I saw an elder punishing a Thief with my own eyes. The Scepter emitted a purple light and shot towards the Thief. The Thief immediately rolled onto the ground and hugged his head as he howled in pain.

"According to my She family friend, that scepter is a divine talisman. He punished the blasphemers for obtaining their souls, the white light has the ability to purify their souls, and the purple light is to punish their souls. So, that thief was in great pain, and his soul was punished by that elder."

"Then isn't this race terrifying?" Another young man asked with a hint of fear in his voice.

"They are mysterious and do not wish to interact with outsiders. However, they are very friendly and kind to their friends. Although they have a snake tail, their upper bodies are the same as our outer appearance. It's just that they do not have feet."

"Where do they live? I was a bit late, so I didn't hear what was ahead! "Hahaha!" Zhuo Gui smiled apologetically and asked.

"They live in the distant Kara civilization starfield, they live at the edge of the soul forbidden zone!" The old man was not displeased. Instead, his tone was distant, slightly reminiscing, and his gaze somewhat hollow as he replied.

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