Inside the Rong tribe's tent, the lights were brightly lit. Nohara Huo, Bai Wushuang, and the leaders of the Rong tribe were all present. In the middle was Luo Cheng, who was dressed in armor.
Everyone remained silent, and several eyes, including Nohara Huo's, fell on Luo Cheng.
Luo Cheng was dressed in silver armor. He stood in the tent without kneeling. The expression on his face was neither humble nor arrogant. His face was as delicate as jade carved from ice.
Even the Rong people who worship violence can't help but praise his good looks from the bottom of his heart at this moment.
The leader of the Bear Tribe, Nu Mushi, spoke in a neutral tone: "Isn't it too insincere for Li Letian to send you, a pretty boy, to surrender?"
The men under his command had just been killed in the battle at Li Zipo, and now they were suffering from physical pain, so their words were a little shaky.
Nohara Huo lowered his head slightly, with his hood covering his face, and the expression on his face was unknown.
Luo Cheng raised his head and said: "My lord was enthroned by heaven and has been a great treasure. He has always been diligent and caring for the people. In this unjust war, my lord cannot bear the suffering of the people and is willing to open the city gate."
"Love the people as your own children?" Nu Mushi sneered: "I think you are afraid. You Imperial people are not good at fighting, but your ability at talking nonsense is second to none."
Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows and said: "Chang'an City has millions of elite soldiers and thousands of good generals. You have been attacking the city for half a year, but have you ever captured Chang'an City? My lord is the emperor of the empire and the parent of millions of people. It is with this thought in mind."
Only a little, my lord is willing to put down the war with his own body. If you feel that Chang'an City can be captured easily, you can try to see how many new graves the Rong tribe needs to add to fill Chang'an City."
"Bold." Nu Mushi slapped the table and stood up, saying: "You are a defeated general, why do you have the shame to boast in front of me? Be careful, I will chop you with a knife."
Luo Cheng's eyes were calm, and he waved to Nu Mu Shi: "Come, I also want to learn your martial arts?"
Until now, Nohara Huo has not spoken to stop him. He is weighing the matter in his heart, and he also wants to try Luo Cheng's skills.
Nu Mu Shi's original intention was to scare Luo Cheng and show off his power. But Luo Cheng actually refused to give in and pressed forward step by step.
He held the knife in his hand, but he was somewhat unable to move forward or retreat. He looked at Nohara Huo and saw him gently nodding to him.
At this moment, Nu Mushi was determined, and with a loud roar, he slashed at Luo Cheng with his broadsword.
It was really a powerful and powerful sword. Luo Cheng took a step back and pulled out the sword from his waist. His eyes were still calm, but there was already a fierce killing intent.
We are discussing important matters tonight, so except for the leaders of the Rong clan, there are no escorting soldiers in the camp.
Seeing Luo Cheng pull out the sword at this moment, everyone held their weapons and stared at Luo Cheng's knees and shoulders.
No one cares about his fighting skills with Nu Mu and Shi, but if he had the intention to assassinate Nohara Huo, everyone would swarm him and cut him into pieces with random swords.
At the moment when he pulled out the knife, Luo Cheng really had some evil thoughts, but seeing this scene, he had to stop.
He secretly wondered: What is this Ye Yuanhuo's ability? He is obviously a one-eyed dragon, but all the tribes of the Rong tribe are loyal to him.
At present, he was focused on facing Nu Mu Shi. Facing Nu Mu Shi's sword, Luo Cheng chose to take the initiative to attack. The saber danced in his palm, and he moved closer to Nu Mu Shi. Nu Mu Shi slashed with the knife, but Luo Cheng avoided it.
Open and look for opportunities to get closer.
Everyone was attracted by his dazzling footwork. They let the angry wood and stone slash left and right, but the sword could not get into his body. Luo Chengsheng seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, not only his steps were steady, but his demeanor was also quite elegant. Even in the presence of others, he was rude
People, at this moment, couldn’t help but praise him.
Nu Mushi used battlefield weapons, opening and closing them wide, but it was actually extremely energy-consuming. After a while, he was out of breath, and his attack speed became slower and slower.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they understood Luo Cheng's intention at the same time: he was playing tricks on Nu Mu Shi.
Everyone couldn't help but get furious: How brave you are, you dare to be so wild here.
If the two sides were not fighting each other and no one wanted to bully the minority, several people stood up on the spot and wanted to kill Luo Cheng.
Luo Cheng is getting better and better. He doesn't know that he has provoked the enemy's anger. Whether his head can be saved or not depends on everyone's thoughts. But at this moment, he has no time to think too much. He has no choice but to lose consecutive battles.
The grievances that cannot be expressed can only be vented a little at this moment.
Suddenly, he roared, took a step forward, and squeezed into Nu Mu Shi's knife circle. He opened the way with one palm and struck Nu Mu Shi's chest. Nu Mu Shi staggered back and fell down on his original seat, his face pale.
, dripping with cold sweat.
Clang!
Three or four people stood up and drew their swords from their waists, their eyes full of anger.
Nohara Huo stretched out his hand and waved to the left and right, asking everyone to sit down first. Then he raised his head, stared at Luo Cheng, and said slowly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Luo Cheng returned the sword to its sheath, cupped his fists with both hands, and said: "Since you dare to come here, you will put life and death aside. Life and death can only be determined by the king's thoughts."
"Okay." Nohara Huo clapped his hands lightly and suddenly said: "After this battle, will you be willing to serve as the general in front of me?"
Everyone in the big tent was startled. It was strange that Nohara Huo not only did not blame Luo Cheng, but instead recognized him as a high-ranking official. But to be honest, what Luo Cheng did today successfully angered everyone and gained everyone's respect accordingly. This
He is qualified to sit in the position of General Zuo.
Luo Cheng paused and said: "I am still a member of the empire."
Nohara Huo nodded and didn't take it seriously. When he asked this question, Luo Cheng was actually not very easy to answer. Li Letian's surrender was Li Letian's business, but if Luo Cheng agreed, he would be betraying Li Letian.
A slave with the second surname is not liked by any family.
He sorted out his thoughts and said: "It is my heart's wish to prevent the people from being displaced. Your Majesty has this in mind, and I admire him very much as a person. I wonder what the empire's conditions are for this peace negotiation?"
Luo Cheng let out a long sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed this test. He said, "My lord, there are only three things that I want your Majesty to agree to."
"Speaking?"
"First, after the army enters the city, it must not kill or injure the people; second, it must not touch the royal tombs; third, open a passage to allow officers, soldiers and civilians who do not want to surrender to leave."
There were whispers in the big tent. The first two suggestions proposed by Li Letian were enough, but the third one... If all the elite of the imperial army were to leave, they would definitely become the Rong clan's formidable enemy in the future.
"Yes." Nohara Huo said: "In addition to this, I will add one more thing: not to harm any plant or tree in the Li family, and to give preferential treatment to the members of the royal family so that they can have no worries about food and clothing."
Even Luo Cheng didn't expect Nohara Huo to agree so happily. At the same time, there was a faint chill in his heart: Nohara Huo now has the aura of an emperor.
What he wants is not the city of Chang'an, what he wants is the world.