Chapter 308
Zhang Yuan glanced at the trolls who were retreating in an orderly manner, and did not annihilate them all at the first time, but flew towards the direction of the Demon City Army.
"Xiao Yuanzi, why don't you take action against those trolls? You summon your flying sword, and with a few swishes, won't they all be gone?"
The God of Joy followed Zhang Yuan, chattering non-stop.
Zhang Yuan: "Too much experience, I can't grasp it."
The God of Joy: "Rise to level 70 as soon as possible, I think the Curse King is already thirsty."
"I'm afraid you want to see fun?"
Zhang Yuan complained about the God of Joy and landed directly outside the combat command center of the Demon City Army.
The two demon guards outside the tent saw Zhang Yuan and the God of Joy suddenly descend from the sky, and they instantly became nervous. They clenched their mechanical spears and shouted: "Quis es daemon? (What kind of demon are you?)"
Zhang Yuan took out the tiger talisman: "Please ask your general to come out and see me."
The God of Joy translated from behind: "Vos duces vocate! (Ask your boss to come out!)"
The two demons saw Zhang Yuan and the other man coming aggressively, and with the tiger talisman in Zhang Yuan's hand, their expressions all changed.
The two demons looked at each other, and then one of them ran into the tent quickly.
Soon, a burly demon in armor came out of the tent and saluted Zhang Yuan respectfully: "Ego, Dickens, militem extremum, vidi legatum magnificum! (I am Dickens, the last general, and I meet the special envoy!)"
The God of Joy leaned close to Zhang Yuan's ear and whispered: "He said his name is Dickens."
Zhang Yuan nodded slightly and said to the God of Joy: "Tell him to form a legion and pull us in."
"No problem!"
The God of Joy made an "OK" gesture to Zhang Yuan, and then said to Dickens: "Vere stultus es, paucis tantum trollibus non potes vincere, et non statim tradis potestatem militarem? (What a waste, you can't handle a few trolls, why don't you hand over the military power quickly?)"
Dickens' face instantly became ugly when he heard the words of the God of Joy, and he said in a deep voice: "sed legatus noster statim auctoritatem militarem sibi vindicat, numquid nimis arrogantem est? (The envoy did nothing and took over the military power. Isn't it too arrogant?)"
Zhang Yuan saw that Dickens's face looked a little strange, and asked the God of Joy: "What did he say?"
The God of Joy: "He said who do you think you are? He said to build a legion and then build a legion? If you don't agree, let's fight!"
Hearing the translation of the God of Joy, Zhang Yuan felt that something was wrong and asked the God of Joy: "God of Joy, are you deliberately adding fuel to the fire?"
The God of Joy said righteously: "Am I that kind of god?"
Zhang Yuan saw the expression of the God of Joy and realized that the God of Joy must be deliberately making trouble.
Now Dickens's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip, and one hand was placed on the other sword on his waist.
Zhang Yuan felt that if he asked the God of Joy to translate another sentence, the other party would have to draw his sword and chop.
At this time, Billy's holographic projection suddenly appeared on the side and said to Zhang Yuan: "Junior brother, I heard from Academician Yan that you don't know demon language. This is my negligence. Please wait for a moment."
After that, a transmission light flashed in front of Zhang Yuan, and then a translator that looked like a pair of headphones fell out.
Billy: "Junior brother, this is a synchronous translator developed by the Demon Science Academy. You can communicate in demon language when you wear it. There is also a built-in neural sensor chip inside, which can receive the neural signals related to your brain's analysis of text. The demon text you see can also be translated into Daxia language."
"Tsk!"
The God of Joy saw the headphones and said "tsk" unhappily.
Zhang Yuan turned his head to look at the God of Joy, "You seemed to have made a very unhappy sound just now."
God of Joy: "Why, can't people express their dissatisfaction when they are unemployed?"
"Of course, you can just 'tsk' as you like."
Zhang Yuan smiled at the God of Joy, put on the headphones, and then heard Billy say to Dickens: "Dickens, the special envoy will be the commander-in-chief of this army from now on, and you will fully assist the special envoy!"
Dickens, who was suddenly deprived of his military power, looked very unhappy at this time.It was quite ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only kneel down on one knee to Billy and said unwillingly: "Yes, Grand Duke Billy."
After that, Dickens transferred the authority of the legion leader to Zhang Yuan.
A panel of the demon legion also appeared on Zhang Yuan's panel. This legion panel was similar to the panel of their Daxia Legion.
The only difference was that all the text on this panel was demon language.
Fortunately, Zhang Yuan now has a synchronous translator, so he has no problem reading the demon language on the panel.
After asking Dickens to hand over the military power, Billy said to Zhang Yuan: "Junior brother, I will leave the troll tribe to you from now on. If you need anything, tell me. The simultaneous translator also has a communication function, so you can contact me at any time."
Zhang Yuan: "Thank you, senior brother."
"I should thank you."
Billy smiled at Zhang Yuan, then looked at the God of Joy and bowed slightly to her: "My lord, I am sorry to disturb your interest, but I am a small family and a small business here, and I really can't stand your tossing, please let me go."
The God of Joy made a chopping gesture: "Chop you!"
"You can chop me, but don't chop the Demon City. Goodbye."
Billy laughed, and then his holographic projection disappeared out of thin air.
Seeing the frustrated look on the God of Joy, Zhang Yuan shook his head and smiled, adjusted the experience he had gained to be shared equally with all the demons in the legion, and then ordered Dickens: "Pass the order down, the whole army will stay in place and rest. Without my order, no one is allowed to attack or retreat. Those who disobey the order will be executed."
Dickens was already unhappy with Zhang Yuan, the airborne commander, for seizing military power, and Zhang Yuan now issued an order with unclear meaning, which intensified his dissatisfaction.
"Opportunity!"
The God of Joy saw that Dickens was emotionally unstable, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in a vicious tone: "You... um!"
Before the Myth of Joy finished speaking, Zhang Yuan blocked her mouth with his hand, preventing her from adding fuel to the fire.
"God of Fun, you should be more careful. If you want to cause trouble, you can't bring trouble to your own people."
Zhang Yuan scolded the God of Joy unhappily, and then said to Dickens: "Now I am the commander of the army. All decisions of the army are subject to my supervision. If there are any problems, I will be responsible. If you have any opinions about me, you can raise them after the war, but if you pretend to obey me but disobey me now..."
"Behead me immediately!"
Zheng!
A sword light flashed across Dickens' cheek and pierced the land behind him.
Dickens' pupils shrank slightly, and cold sweat broke out!
Without any hesitation, Dickens knelt down and bowed his head to Zhang Yuan, "I will accept your order!"