Du Yiqing suppressed her expression so that no one could see her emotions, and put on a faint smile: "General Meng didn't go to the front line today? I wonder if he is afraid of General Delan?!"
Mentop is also a fierce general. He is also the number one warrior in Northern Xinjiang. He is number one in riding, archery and wrestling, but he just can't beat Delan.
This made Du Yiqing think of the allusion of how to be bright when one is born with Yu, but sympathy is sympathy, and she couldn't be forced to lose her temper just because she sympathized with this man today.
Montop didn't expect that the thin man who arrived would be so courageous to mention the things he hated most, regretted and had no choice about in front of him.
"You'd better know where you are now!" Montop said fiercely through gritted teeth.
Du Yiqing glanced at the King of Northern Xinjiang who was sitting on top without saying a word, a bit like sitting on a mountain watching the fight between tigers and tigers, and raised his eyebrows: "Haha, no matter where I am, what I said is the truth!"
"You!" Montop's dark face began to turn red with anger, and his temples were trembling.
The King of Northern Xinjiang who was sitting above said calmly: "General Meng, that's it!" Although his tone was plain, it was full of majesty and did not allow Meng Top to argue.
It seemed that the King of Northern Xinjiang didn't care about such a quarrel. Du Yiqing knew that the King of Northern Xinjiang would not care about it, so he unscrupulously stood up to Mentop. Otherwise, when he just said the first sentence, Northern Xinjiang
The king should speak.
"Messenger, you are not here to humiliate General Meng, are you? Since you said you are sincere, what kind of sincerity is it?" The King of Northern Xinjiang did not show his face and directly opened the city to negotiate.
The surrounding princes and courtiers also focused their attention on the thin man in white robes in front of them. Not to mention what the man sent by Liuyue brought, just that he could be in front of the king of Northern Xinjiang.
Against the number one general in Northern Xinjiang, he still dared to show such momentum, which made people look askance.
Du Yiqing can naturally feel everyone's attention.
There was always a smile of unknown meaning on her flawless white face, but it made people unable to help but indulge in it. Her red lips moved lightly and she said lightly: "I'm here to invite the King of Northern Xinjiang... to surrender!"
'Stab' Montop was the first to pull out the sword from his waist and shouted: "What nonsense? You came to negotiate because you couldn't beat me. What did you say?"
Several courtiers on the side looked at Du Yiqing angrily and scolded: "King, Liuyue is arrogant, so he killed this envoy who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, cut off her head and threw it into the border gate of Northern Xinjiang!"
Du Yiqing always had a smile on her face as she listened to these 'methods', but she didn't show any timidity at all.
The King of Beijiang, who was sitting on a big tiger-skin chair, stared at the young man standing in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The reason why Liuyue has always been better than Beijiang is probably really a 'people' problem. The young man in front of him, his age
However, at the age of 15 or 6, he was not timid when hearing everyone's 'suggestions'. The smile on his face made him even moved.
"Messenger, you have also heard that your proposal may not be very good. I will send your head to Liuyue in the next second to express our integrity in Northern Xinjiang!" The King of Northern Xinjiang leaned back, meaning
Said deeply.
Du Yiqing stared at the King of Northern Xinjiang for a few seconds, the smile on her lips widened, and she said confidently: "But the King of Northern Xinjiang didn't do this, right?" If he really beheaded him, he would tell you that I would kill you.
Head? Du Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief. Du Yiqing restrained her expression so that no one could see her emotions. There was a faint smile on her lips: "General Meng didn't go to the front line today? I don't know.
Aren’t you afraid of General Delan?!”
Mentop is also a fierce general. He is also the number one warrior in Northern Xinjiang. He is number one in riding, archery and wrestling, but he just can't beat Delan.
This made Du Yiqing think of the allusion of how to be bright when one is born with Yu, but sympathy is sympathy, and she couldn't be forced to lose her temper just because she sympathized with this man today.
Montop didn't expect that the thin man who arrived would be so courageous to mention the things he hated most, regretted and had no choice about in front of him.
"You'd better know where you are now!" Montop said fiercely through gritted teeth.
Du Yiqing glanced at the King of Northern Xinjiang who was sitting on top without saying a word, a bit like sitting on a mountain watching the fight between tigers and tigers, and raised his eyebrows: "Haha, no matter where I am, what I said is the truth!"
"You!" Montop's dark face began to turn red with anger, and his temples were trembling.
The King of Northern Xinjiang who was sitting above said calmly: "General Meng, that's it!" Although his tone was plain, it was full of majesty and did not allow Meng Top to argue.
It seemed that the King of Northern Xinjiang didn't care about such a quarrel. Du Yiqing knew that the King of Northern Xinjiang would not care about it, so he unscrupulously stood up to Mentop. Otherwise, when he just said the first sentence, Northern Xinjiang
The king should speak.
"Messenger, you are not here to humiliate General Meng, are you? Since you said you are sincere, what kind of sincerity is it?" The King of Northern Xinjiang did not show his face and directly opened the city to negotiate.
The surrounding princes and courtiers also focused their attention on the thin man in white robes in front of them. Not to mention what the man sent by Liuyue brought, just that he could be in front of the king of Northern Xinjiang.
Against the number one general in Northern Xinjiang, he still dared to show such momentum, which made people look askance.
Du Yiqing can naturally feel everyone's attention.
There was always a smile of unknown meaning on her flawless white face, but it made people unable to help but indulge in it. Her red lips moved lightly and she said lightly: "I'm here to invite the King of Northern Xinjiang... to surrender!"
'Stab' Montop was the first to pull out the sword from his waist and shouted: "What nonsense? You came to negotiate because you couldn't beat me. What did you say?"
Several courtiers on the side looked at Du Yiqing angrily and scolded: "King, Liuyue is arrogant, so he killed this envoy who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, cut off her head and threw it into the border gate of Northern Xinjiang!"
Du Yiqing always had a smile on her face as she listened to these 'methods', but she didn't show any timidity at all.
The King of Beijiang, who was sitting on a big tiger-skin chair, stared at the young man standing in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The reason why Liuyue has always been better than Beijiang is probably really a 'people' problem. The young man in front of him, his age
However, at the age of 15 or 6, he was not timid when hearing everyone's 'suggestions'. The smile on his face made him even moved.
"Messenger, you have also heard that your proposal may not be very good. I will send your head to Liuyue in the next second to express our integrity in Northern Xinjiang!" The King of Northern Xinjiang leaned back, meaning
Said deeply.
Du Yiqing stared at the King of Northern Xinjiang for a few seconds, the smile on her lips widened, and she said confidently: "But the King of Northern Xinjiang didn't do this, right?" If he really beheaded him, he would tell you that I would kill you.