Chapter eight hundred and eighty first battle book
"Report..."
The messenger quickly came to the outside of the big tent and said: "Report to the Marshal that the Aurora Messenger is asking for a meeting outside the big camp."
Xiao Yan, who was sitting behind the rhinoceros horn wood case, had a strange look in his eyes and said: "Beat the drum and gather the generals... then send the messenger."
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
The powerful and heavy drum beat sounded.
All the generals at the head-level immediately gathered in the commander's tent.
"Bring the messenger."
Xiao Yan said.
"Bring the messenger..."
"Bring the messenger..."
Orders were passed down one after another.
For a moment, I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing the Aurora Empire's standard 'Lingxue Mingguang Armor', with steady steps and a resolute face. Under the gaze of countless hatreds like sharp steel knives, he took one step.
He walked slowly into the big tent.
"Yu Rongruo of the Aurora Empire has met Marshal Xiao Yan."
The middle-aged man slightly cupped his fists as a salute, neither humble nor overbearing.
boom!
"When you see my handsome man, why don't you kneel down?"
Lou Shangguan, the commander of the left wing guard, slapped the table in front of him, his eyes widened in anger, and he shouted sternly.
Yu Rongruo glanced at him calmly and said calmly: "I am the general of the Aurora Empire. Isn't it natural that I will not kneel to the marshal of the Beihai Empire?"
"presumptuous."
Loushanguan shouted loudly.
He had the traditional hatred of the Northern Navy people towards the Aurora Empire. With a clang, he drew out the long sword from his waist. The sword energy overflowed and the sword light was cold.
Murderous intent suddenly circulated in the handsome tent.
The atmosphere took a turn for the worse.
Yu Rongruo's face remained calm and she said calmly: "So there is such indifference among you Beihai people in the commander's tent? How dare you shout so loudly before the commander has even spoken?"
Generalissimo Xiao Yan waved his hand and motioned for Lou Shangguan to take a seat.
"Why are you here as envoy?"
Xiao Yan said slowly.
Yu Rongruo smiled slightly.
He had a calm look on his face and a really cool tone as he spoke slowly.
"The two countries are fighting, and the sacrifices are all ordinary soldiers. From the beginning of the war to the present, hundreds of thousands of soldiers from our two countries have died on the battlefield. It can be said that there is blood for thousands of miles, and bones are everywhere. What's more, this is in your Beihai Empire.
Fighting on the land, the city burned down, the land burned, I believe you don’t want to see it..."
"My Marshal has a kind heart and cares for the soldiers of the two countries. He doesn't want to cause more killings, so he has a better proposal. He has a [Life and Death Battle] on Luo Xing Cliff. Three wins out of five games to decide the fate of the country...
"
"If the Beihai Empire wins, our Aurora Empire will immediately withdraw its troops and return to Yangchuan Province. If our Aurora Empire wins,
, then your Beihai Empire will completely cede Yangchuan Province...I wonder if Marshal Xiao has such courage?"
As Yu Rongruo spoke, he stretched out his palms, took out the crimson war letter covered with the Jade Seal of the Emperor of the Aurora Empire, and put his hands on his chest: "Please take a look at it, Marshal Xiao."
"What?"
"A battle of life and death?"
"Bah, Yangchuan Province originally belonged to my Beihai Empire..."
"Is this a bet on the fate of the country?"
"Haha, that's ridiculous. If you want to bet on the fate of the country, show your sincerity. If you want to bet, just use your Aurora Empire's Luonan Province as a bet."
"Using the provinces of my Beihai Empire as a barrier, bah, you really have the shame to say that."
Inside the commander's tent, all the generals were immediately filled with righteous indignation and glared at Yu Rongruo with murderous intent.
These generals are all strong men who have fought many battles. They are iron-blooded generals who have walked over the pile of dead men. They are full of evil spirits and frightening spirits. If they are all targeted at one person, the pressure will not be endured by ordinary martial arts experts.
But Yu Rongruo was calm and composed, with a faint smile on her face.
Grand Marshal Xiao Yan secretly nodded in praise.
This Yu Rongruo is a warrior and a talent.
The Aurora Empire has lasted far longer than the Beihai Empire. It has a larger territory and a larger population. It is reasonable to have some brave and brave people.
There are probably many people like Yu Rongruo in the Aurora Empire.
An empire that has lasted for hundreds of years cannot be underestimated at any time.
"I have accepted the letter of challenge."
Xiao Yan stood up, stretched out his hand, and took the crimson war letter into his hand. Without opening it, he said: "But the conditions need to be discussed again. You go back first, and we will send an envoy after we have drawn up the conditions.
Let’s go to Starlight City to discuss it later.”
Yu Rongruo smiled faintly, bowed her hands, and turned to say goodbye.
…
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The papal tent.
The temperature is suitable and the humidity is good.
The Pope was wearing a bathrobe and having a meal.
Coach Xiao Yan visits.
"What?"
Lin Beichen threw a piece of preserved fruit into his mouth and said: "The best of five games [Life and Death Battle]? Haha, was it Liang Jingru who gave them the courage?"
Who is Liang Jingru?
Old Marshal Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment. He just didn't think of the person who wrote these three words, so he gave up and asked instead: "In the opinion of His Majesty the Pope, do you agree to this matter or not?"
"Of course I agree."
Lin Beichen said without hesitation.
Why don't you agree to such a good thing?
Problems that can be solved by generals do not need to be fought by ordinary soldiers.
Everyone is born from father and mother.
Under the premise of having a choice, no more passionate swordsman like Han Buhuan should fall on the battlefield.
Xiao Yan solemnly reminded: "His Majesty the Pope, please do not be careless about this matter. The Aurora Empire does not know the outcome of the war between gods in heaven and the process of the God-killing war outside the capital, but it still dares to propose such a bet.
, there must be something to rely on..."
Lin Beichen opened his mouth, swallowed the green grapes that Qianqian had peeled and handed over to him, and said, "You mean, there are hidden cards in their hands?"
Xiao Yan said: "The Aurora Empire's [first marksman] Su Dingfang, as well as several archbishops of the Temple of Feathers, and the Pope, are all powerful men who cannot be underestimated. They have arrived in Starlight City. In addition, it is said that there are
Several of the God's Favored Ones from the Temple of Feather are already on their way."
God's favored one?
Invite God to come to you?
Do they want to use the divine power of Lord Yujian to win?
Lin Beichen smiled.
These are all leftovers from his play.
What's more, it's not like he has never seen the power of gods.
He even killed the true form of gods like Qiancao Shen, who had more than 17 million fans, and the God of Feather Arrows had about 98.87 million fans. According to Lin Beichen's superficial knowledge of Shintoism, one divine descending can make up to
The favored ones gain one-tenth of the power of the gods, which means that the favored ones only have the power of 10 million fans at most...
Is it okay to hang it directly?
NO-CARE!
Xiao Yan added: "In addition, there is another possibility. The Aurora people proposed three wins out of five games. They were afraid that they knew that Your Majesty the Pope would take action, so they voluntarily gave up this game. They only needed to win the other four games.
If you win three rounds, you will have a complete victory."
Lin Beichen stood up, let out a standard villain's ghostly laugh, and said: "Wow, hahaha, how could I not be careful about Tian Ji's horse racing? Hahaha, Mr. Xiao, just go ahead and arrange it with confidence. The conditions will be stricter. For other things,
Leave the matter to me."
With Lin Beichen's words, Xiao Yan was completely relieved.
"In that case, I know what to do."
Marshal Xiao stood up, saluted respectfully, turned around and left the tent.
Lin Beichen suddenly sighed depressedly.
It’s said that it’s always cold at high places.
I remember that at the beginning, when he was just a famous idiot, he could still have a drink and talk with Mr. Xiao. Now that he is the Pope, an old man over a hundred years old has to treat him with respect, no matter what he says.
Fortunately, those charming girls were not like this when they saw me.