I use ninjutsu to create gods in another world

In the next few days, Yiming, apart from dealing with some daily chores, spent the whole day with Feiya. They were so unhappy.

The two naturally lived together. Although skin-to-skin contact was unavoidable, they still clung to the last hurdle.

It's not that Yiming is Liu Xiahui, but out of respect for Feiya and his future mother-in-law.

But soon Yiming couldn't be happy anymore, because during this period there would always be some weird babbling sounds at night, which kept Feia awake all night long, her face was so red that she was almost dripping with water, and she quickly moved out. Yiming's hut.

Yiming looked at the moon alone, listening to the pleasant symphony of life, and admired Latu and the others in his heart. The efficiency of this work is really high.

While Yiming was distressed, he learned that Sak III, who had occupied half of the country, almost destroyed the palace.

The eldest prince Sharon, who was most valued by Sack III, was whipped five hundred times in front of all the ministers of the court. Although Sharon was a swordsman, he was still beaten to pieces and screamed repeatedly.

Then the Minister of Military Affairs personally led half of the empire's cavalry towards Stark Forest. Although the rest of the empire's affiliated tribes did not want to send troops, it was obviously unwise to disobey Sac III at this time, so they had to bite the bullet and send out the last troops of the tribe.

This battle also successfully attracted the attention of the other three empires, who were all curious about why the grassland elves who were about to be exterminated by Sark could force the Sark Empire to this point.

Frank, the Minister of Military Affairs, looked at the mighty team in front of him with high spirits, thinking that with so many iron cavalry, the surviving prairie elves would never be able to resist, and he would definitely hide some of the most beautiful female elf slaves first.

But as plump as the ideal is, so skinny is the reality.

Facing the boundless and towering Stark Forest, Frank was dumbfounded.

Frank still had some strategic awareness, and instead of launching a full-scale attack in a hurry, he sent a large number of scouts to conduct reconnaissance. However, after waiting for a few days, everyone who entered the forest lost news, which made Frank furious.

Frank hired a team of mages to bomb the forest again, but the result was even more disappointing. A group of mages bombarded the forest for three days and only burned down a small tree. Looking at the boundless forest, Frank waved and gave up. attack.

Looking at the censure letter of Sack III on the table, Frank showed a wry smile.

It seems that his political career has come to an end. Forget it, prepare to resign when he goes back. I hope that Sack III can let his family go.

At this time, the strategist on the side gave Frank an idea to let the half-elves in the empire enter the forest to check, which gave Frank a glimmer of hope.

This decision did not disappoint Frank. Two days after the half-elf entered, he successfully returned to the camp, and also brought the elf king's credentials.

When did the grassland elves have an elf king? Frank opened the letter of credence doubtfully, and after reading the contents, he almost couldn't help but tear it into pieces.

The letter of credence is very simple, with roughly three meanings:

One is to recognize the legitimacy of Stark Forest and Stark elves!

Second, the two sides signed a non-aggression treaty!

The third is to free all elf slaves in the empire and severely punish and crack down on those who sell elf slaves.

Frank believed that as long as he dared to present this letter of credence to Sack III, Sack III would definitely cut him into pieces.

With no other choice, Frank had to summon all the half-elves in the empire to enter the forest to defeat the Stark elves.

But he soon paid the price for his stupidity, because the half-elves who entered the forest never appeared again. On the contrary, many half-elves appeared at the edge of the forest. They did not walk out of the forest, but threw away the previously missing scouts. come out.

No one was killed or injured, just stripped of their clothes.

Let half-elves fight against elves, and I'll be like a pig!

Frank thought in annoyance that there was no other way, so Frank had to order the army to enter the forest, hoping to win with the advantage of numbers. Until now, Frank didn't know why those people were unconscious.

Frank also followed the army into the forest. Looking around, he saw green grass, blooming flowers, and an elegant environment. If it weren't for the war, Frank would have wanted to stay here for a while.

Thinking about it, Frank felt a little sleepy. When he woke up again, he was already outside the forest, and he was also stripped naked.

Frank woke up and looked at the forest behind him, shaking his head in despair.

Although the other party did not harm the lives of himself and others, the horses, armor, and weapons were all confiscated, and he became the captain of the transportation team.

Forget it, go back and commit suicide to apologize.

Just when Frank was despairing, a glimmer of hope enveloped him again.

Sark III sent a thousand blood knights, and the temple also sent five hundred holy light knights.

The Blood Rider and the Holy Light Knight were different. When they arrived at the edge of the forest, they rushed into the forest without saying a word. Frank was frightened by the sight, but he just had a bad feeling.

This bad premonition soon became a reality. The Holy Light Knights were worthy of being the strongest knights in the mainland. Three days later, the five hundred Holy Light Knights completely exited the forest. Although no one or one horse was lost, the Holy Light Knights at this time The light knights are in very bad condition, almost everyone is injured and in low spirits.

Frank also wanted to ask what happened inside, but the leader of the Holy Light Knights took the knight away without even looking at him.

Three days later, the blood knight was thrown out and was also stripped naked.

Seeing this, Frank no longer had any hope and commanded the army to return to the imperial capital.

Perhaps God sympathized with Frank's experience. When he was about to leave, several half-elves appeared in the forest and handed a beautiful woman to him.

Frank looked at this beauty and almost cried.

Lord God of War, you still care for your people.

The beauty turned out to be the Saint Dai Er. With Dai Er, Frank finally had an explanation, at least his head was saved.

After all, he rescued the saint of the temple. For the safety of the saint, he had to protect the saint and return to the imperial capital. For this reason, Sack III would never kill himself.

As for when he goes back, even if he breaks his legs and hands, he will never take on this task again.

Sure enough, when he saw the saint, Sack III did not blame Frank too much, but vaguely mentioned that she was a little old. Frank understood and submitted his resignation letter the next day, and Sack III happily agreed.

The vigorous and protracted war ended in this way. The world did not care how Sark III could bear this breath, but became more and more curious about Stark Forest.

Many adventurers and rangers rushed towards Stark Forest, but in the end, they were all stripped naked and thrown out.

Over time, Stark Forest became a forbidden land for humans.

On this day, Rock City, the capital of the Sack Empire, welcomed an uninvited guest, causing the peaceful Rock City to boil once again.

The visitor's name was Natu, a young Stark elf who came to present his credentials to the Sark Empire on behalf of the Elf King.

Datu was stripped of his weapons and brought to Sac III by the imperial army.

Faced with countless unkind looks around him, Natu did not suffer from stage fright. The elf's pride did not allow him to show any timidity.

"Dear His Majesty Sac III, on behalf of His Highness the Elf King Tony, I would like to express my most sincere respect to you." Natu said without being arrogant or humble.

"Tony?" It was obviously the first time that Sack III heard this name, and he looked at the servant beside him in confusion.

Seeing this, the servant stepped forward and leaned over and said a few words into Sak III's ear, and Sak III suddenly understood.

"As far as I know, Tony Stark is a human, how did he become your Elf King." Sack III said lazily, as if he had not yet woken up.

"Because of the contribution the Elf King has made to our clan, our clan unanimously recommends His Highness to be the Elf King of our clan."

"Hmph! He is the benefactor of your elves, but he is the sinner of my human race. I want to know what he wants to say when he asks you to come here this time, or what does he want to get?" After all, Sack III was an emperor of the generation, and he hummed softly. With a cry, everyone present felt an invisible pressure.

"His Royal Highness the Elf King sent his subordinates here first of all to express goodwill. He hopes that the Sark Empire and the Stark elves will cease war and coexist peacefully in the future."

"Oh? How to coexist peacefully?"

"The two sides signed a non-aggression pact."

"Yes, but you must return half of the territory of our Sark Empire. I will order people to carve out a piece of land for you in the northeast region, so that you can become a subsidiary race of our Sark Empire." Sark III said slowly .

"This...does your Majesty think this is possible?"

"Hmph, you also know it's impossible, so why do you think I will agree to your so-called peaceful coexistence?"

"Our Highness told me something before coming here. Everything in the world has a price. As long as the price is right, nothing is impossible." Take Tu and talk eloquently.

After Natu finished speaking, before Sark III could speak, the Imperial Finance Minister jumped out and pointed at Natu and said: "Humph! You are not talking lightly. What qualifications do you, a remnant of elves who are about to be exterminated, to negotiate with our Sark Empire?" , or do you have anything that can tempt me, elf slave girl?"

After the finance minister finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the court.

Natu looked at the laughing crowd angrily, and suppressed his anger and said to Sack III: "Your Majesty, the Sack Empire is one of the four great empires after all. Is it so disrespectful of etiquette?"

Upon hearing this, Sack III waved his hand to stop everyone's teasing.

"Etiquette is based on equal status. I have never recognized any of your Stark elves, including your Elf King Tony."

After hearing what Sack III said, Natu put away his anger: "Our Royal Highness the Elf King asked me to convey to His Majesty that we are indeed in the wrong for occupying half of the empire's land, but we can provide items of equal value as compensation."

"for example?"

"The mount of Sac Bloodrider."

As soon as Natu finished speaking, there was another roar in the court, and everyone showed a look of disbelief.

"Oh? Do you have a way to train a blood-riding mount?" Sack III finally became interested.

"Yes, this is also thanks to the thousand mounts sent by the Empire's Minister of Military Affairs some time ago. After our research, we have been able to decipher the mystery."

Frank would be cursing if he were here right now.

"Quantity." Sack III ignored the teasing in his words.

"Five thousand horses per year, but the empire provides ordinary war horses."

Five thousand horses, this is definitely an attractive bargaining chip, because the temple only provides the empire with two thousand horses per year.

"Not enough. How can half of the territory of our Sark Empire be worth only five thousand mounts, ten thousand, ten thousand per year."

"This..." Natu showed a troubled expression.

In fact, Natu was snickering in his heart at this moment. The Elf King had already told him when he came that Sark III would never be satisfied with five thousand, and would most likely increase the number to ten thousand. At this time, all he needed to do was look embarrassed. Then just agree with difficulty.

As for providing so many mounts to make the Sark Empire stronger, there is no need to worry. In the words of the Elf King, shouldn't there be some manipulation of the things produced by oneself?

His Highness, the great Elf King, really has no plans. Under the leadership of the Elf King, the Stark elves will definitely surpass the elves in the forest.

"Okay, I agree on behalf of His Highness, but this is our final bottom line."

While speaking with the picture, Sack III kept staring at the other person, trying to see any flaws in his expression.

As a result, Sak III was disappointed, or Natu's acting skills were already perfect.

"Okay! As long as you can provide 10,000 mounts every year, our Sark Empire can sign a non-aggression treaty with you."

"Your Majesty is wise, and His Majesty the Elf King also has a deal that he wants to discuss with you."

"Oh? Tell me."

"I just ask Your Majesty to order the abolition of female elf slaves and half-elf slaves, and also release all elf and half-elf slaves in the empire, recognize their legality, and strictly prohibit the sale of elf and half-elf slaves in the future."

What? As soon as Natu's words came out, all the ministers in the court stood up angrily and pointed at Natu and cursed. The general meaning was that the elves had no qualifications to order them, and they were wishful thinking.

Sak III burst out laughing when he heard Natu's words. He didn't know whether he was angry or why.

"Chips?"

"Your Majesty is really happy. I wonder if your Majesty has ever heard of the Moon Well of the Elf Tribe?"

"Is there a moonwell in Stark Forest?" This time, Sack III stood up directly from the throne with a look of disbelief on his face. It seemed that he knew what the moonwell was.

Everyone in the court looked at each other, wondering why His Majesty would be so out of sorts. Only a few people lowered their heads in deep thought, looking at Natu with fiery eyes.

Natu was very satisfied with Sak III's reaction, he puffed up his chest and raised his head high.

"Yes, with the help of the Elf King, there is now a moonwell in Stark Forest."

"Quantity?" Sack III asked hurriedly.

"One bottle a year is enough for thirty people."

"not enough."

"Your Majesty should know the value of Moon Well water. One bottle is our final bottom line and the greatest sincerity."

Sack III took a deep breath and slowly sat back on the throne. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and he frowned, thinking that he was struggling in his heart.

"No, Your Majesty, this move will cause shock throughout the country."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I have never heard of Moon Well Water, so it's not something that's that big of a deal."

"You guys from the Elf tribe, please stop talking nonsense. Your Majesty will never agree to this proposal."

There was already a quarrel in the court, with most people pointing at Natu and cursing angrily.

"Shut up," Sack III roared.

Seeing Sak III speak, everyone shut their mouths.

"Okay, I promise you, a bottle of Moon Well water every year. If you dare to go back on your word, I, the Sark Empire, will use all the strength of the country to exterminate your clan."

Sack III nodded, and soon the two sides signed a series of treaties. Although most people in the court showed dissatisfaction, they were still helpless.

Natu took the signed agreement, left a bottle of Moon Well water, and left with satisfaction.