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Chapter eight hundred and eighty second agreement

After leaving the Pope's tent, Xiao Yan did not return directly to the commander's tent.

Instead, he came to an inconspicuous independent camp in the back camp, entered directly, came to the door of a large tent in the center of the camp, knocked on the door, and entered.

Inside the big tent, the aroma was lingering, and the smell of wine hit your nostrils.

The floor is covered with precious and soft lichen, the curtains are hung low, and there are delicious food and wine on the four-legged table. Compared with the military camp outside, it seems to be another world.

An old man who was even more arrogant and drunken than Lin Beichen. He had a handsome appearance and a hint of evil spirit. He was wearing spacious pajamas, revealing his strong bronze muscles. He was playing guessing games with two stunningly beautiful women sitting next to him.

A very happy one.

If it’s not the drunken immortal Ling Taixu whom I haven’t seen for a long time, who is it?

"Old handsome..."

Xiao Yan saluted respectfully.

"Hey? Don't, don't, don't."

Ling Taixu waved his hand and said: "You are the marshal now. Besides, you are much older than me, and I am not old... So what, what do my smart and lovely grandson-in-law say?"

Xiao Yan held up the beads of sweat on his forehead and said, "As expected by the old commander, Pope Lin spoke very fully and seemed determined to win."

"Hehe, I already knew it."

Ling Taixu patted the buttocks of the stunning woman next to him. The latter gave a sweet smile, stood up with his companions, saluted Xiao Yan, and then turned around and left the tent.

"Pope Lin is successful as a young man and full of confidence."

Xiao Yan frowned and said: "It's just that this war is about the destiny of the country, but it is far more important than the last [Life and Death Battle] in the capital. The Aurora Empire will definitely use all means, not afraid of ten thousand, just

I'm afraid of what might happen."

Ling Taixu picked up the bronze wine bottle in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "You don't believe my judgment?"

"Don't dare."

Xiao Yan quickly apologized.

He worshiped Ling Taixu to the extreme, just like a fanatic who believed in the Lord God.

Xiao Yan started at the end of his life.

The person who promoted him back then was none other than Ling Taixu.

In that era, Ling Taixu's army was at its peak and invincible, and Xiao Yan was just a deputy general under his command.

Xiao Yan has always worshiped Ling Taixu as his idol. Even though Ling Taixu faded out of the imperial army system and went into self-exile in recent years, many old people in the past, including Xiao Yan, have not forgotten this former man.

The handsome man.

This time in the battle to restore the country, Xiao Yan was apparently leading the army, but in fact, it was Ling Taixu who made the real strategic layout.

Xiao Yan didn't know how His Majesty the Human Emperor invited this self-exiled military god, but for him, being able to serve under the old commander again was undoubtedly the honor he dreamed of.

He had no resentment at being treated as a puppet and had always cooperated 100% with Ling Taixu.

Therefore, in fact, since the Northern Expeditionary Army rushed to the battlefield, it was the former military god of the Beihai Empire who was behind the scenes.

Including some unique traces and flaws revealed during the camp this time, it was all done deliberately by Ling Taixu.

The purpose is simple.

It was to force the Aurora Empire to give up military warfare and instead bet on war between heaven and man.

After the Wei Dynasty Rebellion, the Beihai Empire suffered a serious loss of national power and a severe population decline, making it difficult to sustain a long-term war. In addition, the re-evaluation of the empire's rating assessment was imminent, and it was not suitable to maintain a long-term large-scale national war at this time.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Ling Taixu's final method of victory was a battle between heaven and man.

Taking advantage of the arrogant soldier plan of Prince Yu, the commander of the Aurora Army marching south, he regained Fengming Province in a short time and took the initiative. Then he deliberately exposed his flaws to make Prince Yu aware of Ling Taixu's appearance, and understood that his arrogant soldier strategy would be ruined.

After a good start, it had to turn to a battle between heaven and man.

So far, every step of this plan has been realized.

Although he has not been out of the mountain in the past hundred years, for his grasp, capture and design of the battle situation and people's hearts, Ling Taixu is still the same existence that shocked Xiao Yan and other old friends back then.

"Since the old commander is so confident, I will immediately order someone to return to Beijing and ask Your Majesty to determine the specific conditions for the gambling war..."

After the report, Xiao Yan stood up and left.

Ling Taixu thought of something and said, "Wait a minute, you have to remember one thing. In the bet, you have to put forward such a condition."

"What conditions?"

Xiao Yan stopped and asked, "Commander, please give me your instructions."

Ling Taixu said: "We want the Aurora Empire to hand over the commander of the battle at Luoxing Cliff that day, and erect a monument on Luoxing Cliff. The commander who commanded the invasion battle must wear hemp and mourn in front of the monument, and kowtow to apologize."

"Ah this..."

Xiao Yan was shocked and quickly reacted.

This is to put Han Buhua's personal vendetta to an end in the battle for national destiny.

The conditions are very harsh.

I don't know if we can talk about it.

"I will definitely do my best in the end."

Xiao Yan said: "But it's hard to say whether the Aurora people will agree."

After saying that, he bowed, turned around and left.

Ling Taixu chuckled and said to himself: "Do you think I am doing this to vent my anger on that brat? If the Aurora people are smart, they'd better agree."





time flies.

After five days of fierce debate on the exchange of envoys, the North Sea Empire and the Aurora Empire's life-and-death battle agreement was officially determined.

If the Beihai Empire wins, it will take back the Yangchuan Province and permanently obtain the Luonan Province of the Aurora Empire as the tenth largest province in the empire.

If the Aurora Empire wins, it will gain permanent jurisdiction over Yangchuan Province, and the Aurora Empire will not be able to raise any more troops to attack.

In addition, the loser needs to pay tribute to the winner for three years. The tribute includes black stones, gold and silver, ores, silk, weapons, beauties, medicinal materials, secret books, alchemical equations and many other conditions.

This afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

The generals and clergy leaders of both sides signed and sealed the sacred contract protocol in front of the two military formations, representing the will of the emperors and clerical powers of the two countries.

Once signed, there is no possibility of going back.

Xiao Yan and Prince Yu, each holding a piece, looked at each other and backed away slowly.

"Why don't you see Ling War God?"

Prince Yu looked quite disappointed.

Xiao Yan brushed his beard and said calmly: "Maybe it's because you are not qualified to compete with the old coach."

"Oh? Hahaha."

Prince Yu laughed and did not refute again.

He is an elegant man, known as the Confucian Commander in the Aurora Empire, and does not bother to engage in such verbal disputes.

the other side.

Pope Yu Zhuoyu of the Temple of Feathers looked at the Beihai boy behind the big case and smiled arrogantly.

For a moment, the old man who had dominated the Aurora Empire's divine power for hundreds of years seemed to be unable to adapt. The Sword Master Temple, which had been unable to defeat the Temple of Feathers for hundreds of years, was now dominated by this frivolous young man.

If it weren't for the mythical battle information, which was gathered in front of his desk through the Aurora Empire's first intelligence agency [Zhan Zen Pavilion] and the Qian Ji Department of the Temple of Feathers, Yu Zhuyu would never believe that it would be

This looks like a boy who has no grace or grace except for being handsome and handsome.

"We have only been separated for less than a month, and Young Master Lin is already the Supreme Pope, which is very touching."

Prince Yu looked at Lin Beichen and was indeed filled with emotion.

When he first met Lin Beichen, he was on the river outside Yunmeng City. He thought he was an aristocratic young man whose family fortune had been ruined and had to take risks to find food.

From then to today, not even a year has passed.

The young man in Yunmeng City is already a figure who can influence the strength of the two countries.

If it weren't for this boy, the Aurora Empire wouldn't have been forced to solve the current predicament in this way when Tianhu started.

"Sentimental?"

Lin Beichen smiled: "Don't worry, the things that will really make you emotional are still to come."

Prince Yu smiled slightly: "I know that Young Master Lin is very confident in his own strength, but the outcome of the decisive battle cannot be determined by confidence. How do you know what trump card our Aurora Empire hides?"

"No matter what cards you have, if you play one, I will discard it. I am afraid that in the end, you will be the one crying."

Lin Beichen doesn't care about being authentic.

Prince Yu said again: "Really? It's really a pity to say that the conditions for erecting a monument for Han and having the battlefield commander wear mourning for him were not included in the contract in the end.

Young Master Lin must be very disappointed."

“Not disappointed at all.”

Lin Beichen glanced at the Aurora Empire army in the distance and said, "I withdraw on this condition."

"Um?"

Prince Yu was startled.

Lin Beichen looked at him and said word by word: "I will settle Old Han's hatred in another way."

If you just wear sackcloth and mourn, it will be too easy for you.

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Good night brothers and sisters


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