Chapter 258: Hei Niu twisted his butt and gave Yi Yu Song a handshake
Translation Xu Song stood in front of the Qin army's camp, very uneasy.
He looked at the 20,000 Yue warriors behind him and found that they did not bring him much courage.
Even the Qin army's central camp only had 20,000 Guanzhong disciples.
But that kind of murderous aura is incomparable.
Hei Niu stretched out his little finger to pick his nostrils, flicked it on Yi Xusong's body, and said impatiently:
"Damn it! We are all civilized people on horseback. If you bring so many people here, who are you watching out for?"
The corner of Yi Xusong's mouth twitched. He reached out and wiped away the mucus without leaving a trace, and then tried to calmly say:
"Can you please come out in Xianyang?"
Black Bull immediately became unhappy and said in a strange tone:
"You're uneducated! I asked you to study more, but you chose to ride a pig!"
Have you never heard of musicians not killing each other during a battle between two armies?"
After saying that, Heiniu twisted his hips and gave Yi Xusong a handshake.
"Thunder, this sky-reaching cultivation base collapses with the purple gold hammer!
Do you understand, this is called a musician!"
Translation: The people of Song Dynasty are all numb. It's obvious that the two armies are fighting, so why don't you come to make peace?
Even if you say all these things wrong, how can you expect me to believe you?
Translator Song smiled bitterly and said:
"If you ask me to enter the Chinese army camp without any reason, it will be difficult for me to obey."
Seeing that he was out of luck, Hei Niu sighed deeply and said with a sad face:
"It's not that I have to let you go in to negotiate, but because my boss may not be able to do it anymore."
A strange light flashed in Yi Xusong's eyes, and he asked softly:
"Oh? What do you mean by this?
Everyone knows that the Marquis of Xianyang achieved great success as a young man, at the age when he was full of energy and made great achievements.
Why did it suddenly stop working?"
Hei Niu looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, but sad tears still slowly overflowed from the corners of his eyes, across his big black face, and finally fell to the ground.
He shook his head slightly, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said sadly:
"Sao Rui~ I'm so sad and can't control my emotions well.
Dog Zhao Tuo sent people to assassinate Boss Qin and used super invincible explosive poison.
Boss Qin in my family has a miserable life! He has not enjoyed any blessings, and his buttocks are almost gone!
Now I am relying on medicine to hang on to my life! I only have one breath left."
When Translator Song heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his heart suddenly became happy.
Naturally, he had heard about Qin Feng's assassination a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.
I originally thought that Qin Feng was such a coward, but after experiencing so many storms, ordinary assassination methods could not hurt him at all.
After every thrill, it would take at most two days before he would reappear in front of everyone alive and kicking.
I really didn't expect that the boat capsized in the gutter today.
He suffered such heavy losses in his own Chinese army camp.
But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.
Translator Song asked himself, if he were at home, he wouldn't be on guard against his damn brothers, right?
After all, their father, the nominal leader of the Baiyue Alliance, is not dead yet.
Especially his second brother, Jie Jun!
Whenever he thought about it, he felt itching with hatred.
This younger brother who has to fight with him about everything, has reached the point where they are incompatible with each other!
If he hadn't taken his reputation into consideration, he would have been eliminated long ago!
Heiniu spoke, interrupting Yi Xusong's thoughts:
"When I came here this time, my boss knew that he was not going to die soon, so he wanted to restore peace in the south.
He has asked Your Majesty to issue an edict to confer you the title of King of South Vietnam and rule this place forever."
Hearing this, Translator Song quickly waved his hand and said:
"How dare you, how dare you, my father is the leader of the Baiyue Alliance.
Although I am the eldest son, how can I dare to assume the position of king?"
Hei Niu grinned, said nothing, and just made a gesture of invitation.
Translator Song bowed slightly and strode in with three thousand guards.
It must be said that Qin Feng's invitation was extremely sincere.
Not only was he allowed to lead 20,000 Yue warriors to guard outside the camp, but he was also allowed to bring 3,000 elites into the camp for negotiations.
If it weren't for this pretense, even if Yi Yusong was beaten to death, he wouldn't even come.
There was no way, Qin Feng had left too great a shadow on him.
Like Zhao Tuo, he had been beaten severely, and he felt very uncomfortable when he thought about it.
Of course, in addition to the attractive conditions offered by Qin Feng, there is also the fact that Qin Feng is seriously injured!
This was an almost devastating blow to the Qin army!
First, the coach Tu Sui died in battle, and then internal fighting led to the second coach Ren Xiao and Zhao Tuo being imprisoned.
Now the third head coach has just taken office, but he was assassinated, and his end is approaching.
I'm afraid that after this time, if we don't cultivate for three to five years, it will be difficult for the Qin army to conquer Vietnam again!
This is also one of the reasons why Yi Yusong is willing to believe that Qin Feng is negotiating sincerely.
What’s more, in order to show his sincerity, Qin Feng actually returned the cooperation letter that he had signed and handwritten!
This is something that makes the translator Song feel stuck in his throat!
After a great victory over the Qin army not long ago, his reputation in the Baiyue Alliance reached its peak.
Even if he was defeated by Han Xin, the loss would be considerable.
But news still spread among the alliance that they were preparing to make him king.
This is how it is with Yue people. The strong are respected, but the principles are second to none.
However, this handwritten letter of cooperation made Translator Song panic.
It is easy to be used as a basis to slander him as a traitor to the Qin Dynasty!
But there was no way. If I didn't sign it at the beginning, I would be held captive by Qin Feng and wouldn't be able to come back!
It would be great to be able to get it back today.
Yi Yusong retracted his thoughts. As soon as he approached the commander's tent, he smelled the strong smell of Chinese medicine.
The bitter smell made Yisong very excited.
Hei Niu walked in and loudly reported:
"General, Baiyue leader Yi Xusong has arrived."
In the big tent, a hoarse, weak, but very familiar voice soon came out.
"Invite him in."
Listening to such a conversation, Yi Yusong was very excited.
As arrogant and arrogant as Qin Feng, he is so humble now. Obviously something is really wrong!
The black cow turned around, his face full of grief.
Translator Song nodded, said "My condolences", and walked straight in.
As soon as he entered the big tent, he saw a circle of generals surrounding the bed, all of them with sad faces.
Zhang Han, Han Xin and Shi Lu, who built the Ling Canal, all stood there very sadly.
Tie Zhu shouted loudly and knelt on the ground, wailing and beating the floor hard.
"Boss! How can I live without you?
Woohoo! I can’t live this life!”
Qin Feng's face was sallow, and he was huddled in the thick quilt, coughing non-stop, and was extremely weak.
Seeing Tie Zhu so sad, he stretched out his hand in a hoarse voice with great emotion...
It hit the iron pillar and my head collapsed!
"Hei Niu... drag that idiot out of Tiezhu... and flick it thirty times... My floor is almost torn apart by this idiot...
...."
Tie Zhu immediately screamed:
"Boss! You're almost dead! You're still playing me!"
