"Yang Pu, please stop talking nonsense. The Barbarian King's heart for us is very clear. He is definitely not the kind of person who would put us in danger and disregard for his own selfish interests." Zhu Rong first glared at Yang Pu and said.

At this time, his stance must be firm, otherwise if the two men continue to quarrel, Nanman's heart will be broken.

"What the Han army said is actually good. If we can't defeat the Han army, we might as well surrender to it temporarily. Anyway, there is the danger of the Southern Barbarians, and the Han people can't control us." Zhu Rong is an old fox after all, and he can see through it easily.

The nature of the Southern Barbarians' submission was only nominal. How could the Han people manage it in such a poor and remote place?

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Yang Pu's face. He didn't care at all if someone said a few words to him indifferently. Zhu Rong's attitude was what he valued most.

"Old Zhurong, you!" Meng Hu glared at Zhurong and said.

"Don't be impatient, Barbarian King. He only said that he could surrender to the Han army if he was defeated, but he didn't say that he would surrender."

Zhu Rong looked like he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand and said with a smile: "Although our strength is greatly reduced at this time and we cannot defeat the Han army in a frontal battle, we can find another way."

"The Han army fought with heavy military formations, which is also the biggest shortcoming of our southern barbarian soldiers. In this case, why not change the location of the battle to the mountains and forests. With the existence of dangerous mountains and dense forests, the Han army will definitely not be able to assemble into a formation, and the battle will

Your strength will be greatly reduced."

"And we Southern Barbarian warriors have been fighting in the mountains and forests all year round. In such a place, we feel like walking on flat ground, and our combat effectiveness will be slightly improved. Under the circumstances, the Han army will definitely not be our opponent."

When Meng Hu heard this, he was happy at first, then frowned and said: "We have just made a battle agreement with the Han army, wouldn't it be bad to break the contract like this?"

Zhu Rong smiled like an old fox and squinted his eyes: "How can we say it is a breach of contract? We are just changing the fighting location before the battle. Wasn't the previous battle also the fighting location set by the Han people? This time we are just temporary

I just accidentally forgot to change the location. Now there are still three days left before the ten-day period, so it cannot be regarded as a breach of contract."

Although Zhu Rong's explanation was a bit unreasonable, it was still reasonable, and the cave masters all agreed.

"That's right, that's right. We didn't break the promise. Isn't fighting in the mountains a battle?"

"That's right! We are being kind by not using the power of miasma to stop them. The Han people have such a great advantage in fighting in the plains, shouldn't we also fight against them?"

Seeing everyone saying this, Meng Hu nodded slightly hesitantly. Although this kind of behavior was a bit shameless, for the sake of their Southern Barbarians, it was okay to occasionally play a marginal game.

"But the Han army is not stupid, what if they don't agree?" A cave master below asked carefully.

"Then it's not our problem." Zhu Rong said with a sly smile: "They themselves are afraid of us and don't dare to challenge. This game can be regarded as a win. We can withdraw to Nanman. Anyway, one victory and one defeat, it's just a draw.

.There is nothing to say when comparing those Han people. This way, we will not lose our reputation as a southern barbarian."

This is Zhu Rong's good calculation. No matter whether the Han army fights or not, Meng Hu's reputation can be restored. Now that the enemy is outside, the Southern Barbarians must not be in chaos. Meng Hu is still needed to control the overall situation. After all, this Yangpu is not a good thing.

If Meng Hu fell, he really wouldn't be able to suppress this guy.

Meng Hu naturally understood Zhu Rong's good intentions and glanced at him gratefully.

"Okay, in that case, we will change the battle location with the Han army to Chixiao Peak. Someone is here!"

"Slow down!" Zhu Rong said: "For this mission, we need to send someone with good lobbying skills. Only in this way can we block the various excuses made by the Han people. I think I am eloquent, so why not let me go?"

Bar!"

Meng Hu was shocked and said: "Old Zhurong, what are you doing? Why do you need to personally take risks for such a trivial matter? If the Han people become angry and you make a mistake, how can I face my people?"

The other cave owners were also shocked and tried to dissuade them one after another.

The title Zhu Rong has an extraordinary status in the Southern Barbarians. It is almost regarded as the spiritual symbol of the entire Southern Barbarians. In the hearts of the people present, his status is much higher than that of a barbarian king like Meng Hu. If Zhu Rong makes any mistakes this time,

Even Meng Hu, the southern barbarian king, had to step down.

Zhu Rong said with a carefree smile: "Don't worry, everyone. The Han people handed over this letter because they intend to surrender to our Southern Barbarians, and they will definitely not embarrass me. Moreover, this time we will discuss with them the future of our Southern Barbarians if we are defeated."

"Is this necessary? With our clansmen who are like wolves and tigers, how can the Han people compete with us without a military formation?"

"Don't underestimate the Han people! We were driven out of the Southern Barbarians because we offended the Han Dynasty, and we have just saved our strength. Even with the advantage of the terrain in this battle, we dare not say that we can win easily. Let me make it clear in advance,

Just be prepared!" Zhu Rong sighed.

To be honest, he is not optimistic about the future of the Southern Barbarians. After all, compared with the powerful Han Dynasty, their Southern Barbarians are too weak! Even a small prince is not something that their Southern Barbarians can match. If they can win this time, it is just for the sake of success.

It’s just a matter of seeking more conditions for future surrenders.

As an old man, he has seen through the so-called honor and reputation. Being able to survive is everything. Facing the extremely powerful Han people, it is not a bad idea to compromise. After all, among the foreign races around the Han people, which one does not surrender to them?

Don't you still have a good time?

Seeing the worry in Zhu Rong's eyes, Meng Hu disagreed. In his opinion, as long as he drilled into the mountains of the Southern Barbarians, no Han or Han army could do anything to him.

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Looking at the old man with a rather Confucian temperament in front of him, Guo Jia was quite surprised. If it weren't for the southern barbarian clothes and the facial features that were slightly different from the Han people, Guo Jia would really have difficulty believing that this was a barbarian.

"I'm going to Zhurong, the southern barbarian, to pay my respects to the general."

After Zhu Rong came in, he first addressed Taishi Ci, who was wearing armor among the crowd.

Although among these people, Guo Jia and Lu Su have a higher status than Taishi Ci, he is the chief general of this army after all, so he is still respected at this time.

Taishi Ci didn't dare to entrust him with anything. Faced with this kind of matter, it was better to leave it to professionals. He could just be a general responsible for fighting. He turned to look at Guo Jia: "Military advisor, what do you think?"

Guo Jia smiled slightly: "Zhu Rong? The spiritual leader of the Southern Barbarians. Meng Hu actually dared to let you come. What a big heart! Aren't you afraid that we will kill you?"

A faint murderous intention emerged between the words, and the atmosphere in the camp suddenly became depressed.

"Sir, you won't. The two armies are fighting without killing the envoys. The Han Dynasty is a country of etiquette and kindness. How could it be possible to kill such a useless old man before the war? The old man came here because he has something to do.

Discuss with you all." Zhu Rong said with a calm face, this simple temptation has no effect on him.

When Guo Jia saw that this was not a stupid person, he simply regained his momentum and returned to his lazy look.

"What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!