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Chapter 109

"What!" Roddy bounced off the chair.

Camus smiled faintly: "I can't believe it, right? I'm also surprised, but my news is absolutely reliable. It seems that God has really blessed the empire."

Roddy thought carefully: "Even if that young man was seriously injured, he wouldn't give in and ask for peace with us immediately, right?"

Camus sighed: "When it comes to Wuya, I really admire this person. This person is tough and strong, cunning and changeable, and has clever methods. According to common sense, most people from the mountain are simple-minded guys, but Wuya inherited the patriarch of the Fire Tribe at the age of 20, and then he didn't know what method he used. He has not made the Fire Tribe more prosperous in recent years, and later conquered several nearby tribes and has become the largest tribe in the Mountain Tribe. I heard that this time

There were many oppositions to the nineteen tribes, but he didn't know what method he used to make these people surrender. The mountain people are naturally simple-minded, brave and cruel, and they are not so easy to convince. But this young goose made all the nineteen tribes surrender at his feet... I was originally worried in my heart that if he could develop calmly and unite the power of each tribe... Humph, I'm afraid that within three years, there would be another Luo Yantar! The mountain would probably become another big moon kingdom!"

Roddy couldn't help but say, "Is this Wuya so powerful?"

Camus smiled faintly: "Awesome is amazing. But for some reason, he was assassinated and almost died. Although the mountain tribes were united in his hands, these barbarians could not escape the natural nature of being brave and fierce. At this moment, in the Fire Tribe, I heard that Wuya was seriously injured and could not be in charge of the director. The other tribes were fighting each other and demanding the election of a new chief... Humph. Wuya was seriously injured and could not suppress him, so he could only show weakness to us for the time being and wanted to negotiate with us."

Roddy thought for a while and said, "Then we will really be in peace with him? Why not take this opportunity to send troops into the mountains to encircle and suppress the situation... and stabilize the situation in one fell swoop!"

Camus shook his head and smiled coldly: "Set, you think too simple! If you could enter the mountain to encircle and suppress the enemy, I would have led troops into the mountain a few years ago! The mountains are in the mountains with a thousand miles of miles, and even if you can't find the enemy, you can only circle the mountains! The mountain tribe has been in the mountains for hundreds of years, and there is their world! Ten years ago, the Sil chaos was in the mountains. After I put down the rebellions in various places, I also led troops into the mountain to destroy them in one fell swoop. As a result... Humph, I am not afraid of you making fun of you... I, old Camus, almost threw my life into the mountain!"

"Oh?" Roddy showed a disbelief expression on her face. Unexpectedly, this arrogant Camus also admitted his failure.

Camus glanced at Roddy coldly: "Do you know that the mountain road in the mountains is bent and the road is difficult to walk. In a small place, only one person can pass through, and next to it is a deep abyss. In some places, the woods are dense, the climate is humid, and poisonous insects are raging! At night, there are also toxic miasma, which is even more life-threatening! The mountain people are familiar with the terrain and do not fight you head-on, but only hide in the mountains and circulate with you, waiting for your tired truth, jump out and bite you, and then escape far away. Hum..."

Roddy looked solemn, thought for a while, and said, "So what General Camus means... do we negotiate with them? What conditions did they put forward?"

Camus said slowly: "They asked the empire to recognize the chief of the mountain clan. The mountain is willing to submit to the empire, but it takes the mountain as the boundary! After the mountain boundary, it is the mountain territory!"

"Impossible!" Roddy immediately shook his head: "How can we decide on such a thing? Even if we agree, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely not be able to agree! Besides, you and I are just local commanders in the south, so we have no right to decide on these!"

Camus's face remained unchanged and said lightly: "I know this naturally. So what I mean is that the talk is about, it's just a hypocritical response. The Wuya was stabbed, and it must be that the other tribes of the mountain were dissatisfied with him, and they were also dissatisfied. As long as we can provoke their internal discord. Now Wuya is seriously injured, and I heard that only half of his life is left. The mountain people are interested in the force. No matter how powerful Wuya is, he can't suppress the people who oppose him. We just need to take the opportunity to provoke... let them mess up for a while. Even if the worst plan is, the mountain will still unite in the end.

Come, select the chief, as long as the chief is not Wuya, there will be no threat! What threat can a group of barbarians who only know how to wear fur and shoot arrows? The only thing I worry about is Wuya, who is talented and clear-headed. He is also outstanding in martial arts. He is said to be the number one warrior in the mountains. He is really a big trouble... If you don't say anything else, you will say that you will be submissive and take the mountain world as your territory... How can you say that you can say that the mountain barbarians who don't know a single big word? It would be too threatening to the empire to continue leading the mountains!"

Roddy sighed: "Fortunately he was assassinated now... just with his ability, how could he be assassinated and seriously injured? Someone in the mountain tribe can assassinate him?"

Camus shook his head: "I don't know this. No matter what, this matter is only good and no harm to us. I think we still have to talk about it, just find an opportunity to stir up their internal affairs. If it really doesn't work, I will give them some benefits and make them even more chaos. As long as Wuya collapses, I, the old Camus, will not take a bunch of mobs seriously!"

Roddy thought for a while and couldn't help but say, "This method cannot be said to be bad, it's just a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause! Even if Wuya collapses and these mountains are in chaos for a few more years, if the second Wuya comes out in the future, the third Wuya... will still be messy."

Camus looked at Roddy deeply, with a complicated expression on his face. He didn't say a word, thought for a long time, suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Come with me!"

After saying that, he took Roddy's hand and walked out of the Governor's Mansion.

Standing at the gate of the Governor's Mansion, Camus pointed at the pedestrians coming and going on the street. Although there was a big chaos last night, the city was not affected. Although there were much fewer pedestrians under martial law than usual, Ziye City was the largest city in the south after all, and there were still many pedestrians on the road.

"Did you see these people?" Camus' tone seemed a little deeper: "Some of these people are from the Empire, some are from the Mountain tribe, and some are from the mixed race between the Empire and the Mountain tribe."

"Yes." A trace of confusion flashed in Roddy's eyes.

Camus said slowly: "Before I was thirty, I only knew that using swords was the best weapon to face the enemy! But when I came to the south, I gradually understood a lot of things I didn't understand before."

Roddy was silent, looking at Camus, and quietly waiting for him to continue talking.

Camus sighed and said, "The mountain people are so brave and fierce, and they are born with a brave nature in their blood. If you want to conquer them, you can't use a sword! Kill? How many can you kill? The mountain tribe has a million people, can you kill them all? That is absolutely impossible. Even if you conquer them with powerful troops for a while, they will still rebel. Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Abbas conquered the south and drove the mountain people from the plains to the mountains. At that time, the mountain people had a population of less than 200,000. But after decades, they still started to make trouble. The southeast always made trouble again and again, sending troops to wipe out again and again. If the empire is a giant, then the mountain is like a flea on a giant, jumping out from time to time, making a freak, waiting for you to hit it, and then running without a trace!"

"So, when dealing with mountain problems, you must not treat them like dealing with northwest issues. Mountain people will not surrender, but they can assimilate them! Look at these people on the street. Over the years, the local mountain people have gradually integrated with the people of the empire, and there is no difference. In addition to their slightly different appearances, their dress and living habits are almost the same. The more you kill them, the more they will refuse to surrender. When they become stronger, they will fight you again with hatred!"

"To be honest, Seit! In the era of the Abbasid Emperor, how many people did your ancestor Tulip Duke kill in the northwest? The alien race in the northwest grassland was suppressed and massacred by your ancestors with iron blood. Blood flowed into rivers on the grassland... But what happened? They hid on the grassland, cultivated and revived with hatred, and absolutely did not have any contact with the empire. The grassland people are grassland people, and the empire people are empires! Once they have gathered their strength... Humph, you can see the situation in the northwest now."

"But the mountains are different. Although they were conquered by us for a while, they would also intermarry with the empire. For more than a hundred years, the real pure-bred mountain people in their bones have only the tribes in the mountains. Basically, those who stay on the plains have been assimilated."

"Ten years ago, when I suppressed the riots, I didn't kill too many people. Because I knew that the more people I killed, the less useful it was. The deeper the hatred between the two nations, the less unresolved it! The only thing that solves the southern problem can only wait slowly! The people waiting for the mountains and the people of the empire to merge together, so that these people of the mountain can truly dissolve into the empire! Let these people of the mountain become people of the empire!"

Roddy suddenly felt enlightened in his heart, and his eyes were filled with surprise when he looked at Camus: "General Camus, I didn't expect you to think so far... but... according to what you said, how many years will it take to solve the mountain problem?"

Camus smiled faintly: "I don't know. Maybe one generation, maybe two generations... I have been working hard here for ten years. But the several governors sent by the Empire... Hum... They just think that the mountain people are barbarians, and they are afraid and hate them. While I try to comfort me, they are desperately hostile... Alas..."

Roddy was silent for a long time and said slowly: "The sword can only stop a temporary chaos, but not a lifetime of chaos. General Camus, I already understand what you mean."

Camus said lightly: "After a hundred years later, there will be no distinction between mountain people and imperial people, so that the south can truly settle down!"

Roddy's heart moved and suddenly said, "What about the northwest? Can the northwest also be solved by this method?"

Camus shook his head and sneered: "The mountain people are different from the foreign races on the northwest grassland. The grassland people are born with an aggressive nature! They believe in wolves! They are a nation that has been riding on horseback since childhood. Once they become stronger, they will inevitably expand everywhere! But the mountains are different. Although the mountain people are brave and fierce, they do not have so much aggressiveness in their bones! They are like bears in the mountains! Although they are vicious, as long as they give it a piece of their own territory, they will not continue to move out! They depend on the mountains and live in the mountains, and they only want their own territory!"

After pausing, Camus said again: "Besides, they have established a country now and are determined to compete with the empire. It is impossible to do this with this assimilation method. But if you want to use force to conquer the grasslands like the time of the Abbasid Emperor... Humph... according to the current national strength of the empire..."

Speaking of this, Camus's voice stopped and he did not continue. Both of them felt sad.

After a long time, Camus suddenly sneered and said, "I've said too much, but I almost forgot the serious matter." He thought for a while and said, "We still have to go to this negotiation. But the question now is who to go." Speaking of this, Camus looked at Roddy intentionally or unintentionally.

Roddy was so wise: In the south, the person with the highest status is himself, Camus, and the governor. Negotiating with the mountain, the person with the low status is probably useless and does not show sincerity when he goes there. But Camus must never go there. After all, he wants to command the Southern Legion, which is indeed a deterrent to the mountain. The governor is a fool, and he can only go there by himself.

Thinking of this, Roddy smiled bitterly: "General Camus, I understand. It seems that I have to go into the mountain for a walk."

Camus looked serious and said seriously: "I want to tell you that this time I'm afraid it's a big danger! After all, those mountain people are about to rebel. If they turn against each other... you will say that you will die in the vast mountains!"

Roddy burst into tears, then smiled slowly: "I am Duke of Tulip, is this life? I guess it is not so easy to throw it into the mountains. I was just about to go to the guya you mentioned for a while, wanting to see what strange things are there in the person so respected by General Camus... Humph, you said he is another Luo Yantal... I didn't see Luo Yantal in the northwest last time, and this time I came to the south, so I can't miss this opportunity."

Camus looked at Roddy deeply and said slowly: "Okay! But be careful. Wuya is known as the number one warrior in the mountains, and he has been assassinated several times. The force that assassinated him is probably not so easy to deal with..."

After pausing, Camus sighed and said slowly: "Set, I saw you when you were a child. To be honest, I heard about your actions in the empire over the years and thought that the Tulips family would be over as your generation. I didn't expect that after seeing you...huh..."

He looked at Roddy meaningfully and said slowly: "Don't lose the true nature of your family!"-

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