The second game was a real battle between two armies.
Each side sent out a division of troops, starting from the Sibel Coast and ending at the Green Dream Country as the border, set up camp and attacked the other side's commander's tent.
Although Lahan's methods were dishonorable, the bigwigs from various countries who placed bets and the netizens who were just watching the show didn't care about that, so the live broadcast room soon became a hot topic of discussion again.
"A division? I think Green Dream Country is in a tough spot. I heard that in recent years they have only accepted refugees such as the elderly, the weak, women, and children, as well as a small number of wealthy immigrants. It would be difficult for them to put together a team of 100 people."
"That's probably why they've put so much effort into their weapons and equipment. I have to say Saudi Arabia has finally made the right move this time."
"And now Green Dream is leaderless, with the king captured. This is bound to have a negative impact on morale and shake the army."
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The last round of arms race did not restore the confidence of the bosses in the Green Dream Country, so the new round of bets still favors Saudi Arabia.
Both parties had 24 hours to prepare, but two hours after the opening, the betting ratio was already a huge disparity of more than 10 billion to more than 10 million.
At this moment, no one in Green Dream was placing any bets. They hurriedly deployed personnel and selected the head coach's tent...all arrangements seemed silent and lifeless.
The team that lost its king seemed to have lost its backbone, and it looked very depressed.
After nightfall, the door curtain of a tent set up on the edge of a small country was lifted, and Peng Haoyu and others walked out with gloomy expressions.
"What's the point of fighting in this situation? We can't even find soldiers, not to mention the king is in the enemy's hands. How can we attack? We might as well just stay here and wait for surrender!"
Peng Haoyu was throwing things around and cursing loudly along the way, while the ministers following him were all sighing and listless.
When Lahan heard the news, he was so happy that he ate two more bowls of rice.
At the dinner table, he even opened a new bottle of red wine and celebrated with Ye Lan, who was sitting across from him. "Tomorrow, Green Dream will return to the embrace of our Sand Country. No matter what, as Green Dream's previous owner, I thank you for managing that small piece of desert so well. This glass is to honor your hard work and contributions."
He drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, with an indescribable joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Ye Lan didn't move.
She was still wearing the luxurious royal robe, and the stand-up collar embroidered with gold thread perfectly set off her delicate face like snow. However, at this moment, the beauty had a cold face under the lamp, and she seemed to have no appetite.
Lahan nodded in understanding. "You must feel guilty because your own mistakes have led to the impending hunting of your people. But I told you, if you ask for mercy, I can ask the soldiers to be more lenient. Or, if you surrender now and sign the land transfer agreement, I won't touch a single Green Dream soldier."
Ye Lan did not respond.
Rahan obviously didn't think he could make the other party surrender verbally, but he appreciated the performances of Green Dream's soldiers and the king from all angles, satisfying his inflated self-confidence.
Afterwards, Ye Lan was sent to the rest room.
This is a reception palace of a small country. Although its decoration is not as luxurious as that of Saudi Arabia, it is also a presidential suite with a high bed and soft pillows, and the sound insulation performance is also good.
Because of the lack of vigilance against Ye Lan's fragile appearance, there was not even any surveillance installed in the room.
Anyway, the matter is done. She was just the fuse to start the second competition. After it was done, she became an insignificant mascot.
At this moment, Ye Lan, the mascot, was lying on the big bed, turning on the communication device on the top button of his robe, connecting to the Green Dream tent hundreds of kilometers away.
As soon as the screen was connected, one could see the huge main tent equipped with a sand table map, simulated telescopes, and marching flags. However, the tent was empty, with only Xiao Yunting recording something.
"Just had a fight?"
She spoke, a hint of teasing in her tone.
"Yeah, they just left." Xiao Yunting finished arranging the order of battle for tomorrow and looked up at her. A hint of helplessness flashed in his dark eyes. "Is it fun?"
Hearing this, Ye Lan curled the corners of his lips and said honestly: "Not bad."
Xiao Yunting: "..."
All right.
He just wanted her to be happy.
This plan was actually discussed by the two of them when they returned from the warehouse.
If it was just Saudi Arabia that was causing trouble, they wouldn't have to beat around the bush. They could just use their weapons and attack the other side until they surrendered.
But there is a mastermind behind the scenes. Even if they defeat Saudi Arabia, the other party will most likely abandon the army to save the king, and in the end they will get nothing.
So Ye Lan offered to be the bait himself.
"Only if I expose myself first will the other party come out."
"Aren't you afraid that they might harm you?"
"The fear is that they won't move."
So the two of them quickly reached an agreement. After the first competition, Ye Lan left alone, took the initiative to walk into the enemy's hunting range, and became a trophy offered to the lustful Lahan.
This trick was not so easy to pull off due to a combination of reasons, and it did not seem very reliable, but with the previous experience in the warehouse where subordinates did not dare to disturb the general's love night, Ye Lan took advantage of his seldom appearance and delicate appearance to successfully paralyze Lahan's nerves.
Although Xiao Yunting had confidence in her, he was still a little uneasy before receiving this call.
"I heard they have handcuffs to restrict practice?"
This is what he cares about most.
After all, Ye Lan's greatest reliance is his cultivation. If he is really restrained, his safety factor will be greatly reduced.
The key point is that that thing was not developed by Xiao’s company.
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