"Your emperor's letter," Mahamu said angrily, "I have to see what he said before I can make a decision."
"Of course our Majesty has a letter," Wu Wei spread his hands and said, "But it's just a verbal message."
"There is no basis for what you say," Mahamu said with a downcast face, "How can I believe you?"
"Prince Shuning, don't be impatient," Wu Wei said calmly: "Let's discuss the matter. Some negotiations require our emperor to write a letter to express his sincerity, but some negotiations do not require it at all... For example, this time, our Highness is in your hands, how can we
What are you doing, Your Majesty?" He said sternly: "The one our Emperor loves most is our grandson, and we cannot let him be harmed in the slightest."
"I'm sorry you don't dare to play tricks..." Mahamu thought the same thing, I don't see the rabbit and don't let the eagle fly, how can they trick me? Although I am unhappy with the Ming Dynasty emperor's slight, the other party is the winner, he just
He is a loser who is stronger than others. How can he show such strength? He snorted and said, "What message did your emperor bring?"
"We can't say anything until we see His Highness Taisun first," Wu Weidao said.
This is also the meaning of the question. Mahamu nodded and asked Wang Xian to come over. But soon he found out that he had gone hunting accompanied by Tuo Huan. Seeing that noon had arrived, he could not come back...
...The Mongolian people’s habit of being warm and hospitable can never be changed, Mahamu said, so let’s eat first.
Then he roasted the whole lamb, served milk wine, and invited the two imperial envoys to the table. However, Mahamu would not do it himself. He still sat cross-legged on the tiger skin, holding his knees with one hand and stroking his unkempt beard with the other. His face was gloomy, although
He showed a heroic attitude. His younger brother Taiping sat aside, full of passion and eloquence, talking about various reasons why the Ming army would be defeated and victory would eventually belong to Oara.
Wu Wei and Xu Huaiqing really didn't expect that the Wala people would have such an unconventional guy. They already knew that the Ming army had two great victories, beheading more than 8,000 people, capturing more than 7,000 people, and seizing tens of thousands of horses.
The strength is more than half... This does not mean that the Wara people still have half the strength, because war is never a simple arithmetic problem, and is also restricted by many factors, such as morale. Generally speaking, the army of this era has suffered losses of more than 10%.
The army will be defeated. Even if it is a home battle, the loss it can bear will not exceed 20%. Now that the loss of the Oara people has reached 50%, the army's morale will inevitably be scattered and morale will be extremely low. Even if Genghis Khan is reincarnated, it will not be able to unite the army's morale and boost morale again.
, let alone another battle with the Ming army.
Now Taiping still insists that Wala will win, which is really nonsense, and it is nonsense. Xu Huaiqing was dumbfounded and said nothing. Wu Wei agreed casually and absent-mindedly, but he ate a lot of roast mutton: "Well, this mutton is good
, King Xianyi has a taste..."
"I eat all day long..." Taiping didn't realize at all that the other party was trying to shut his mouth, but kept talking until his mouth was dry, and he picked up the milk wine and started drinking.
Seeing that the envoy had almost eaten, Mahamu coughed and put forward the conditions for Wala, the specific contents of which are as follows:
"First of all, the Ming Dynasty and Wala became brotherly countries, and they exchanged oaths to be on good terms forever. To show their sincerity, the Ming Dynasty married a princess from Wala to get married. Wala would also bring a princess to the Ming Dynasty, and they would always be friends with Qin and Jin. Secondly,
, the Ming Dynasty opened Xuanda and other border cities to engage in trade with Oara. Third, the Ming Dynasty recognized Oara's jurisdiction over the Hetao area. Fourth, the Ming Dynasty returned Boluo, who had captured King Anle, and other captives.
Fifth, the Tartar Grand Master Arutai sent Prince Wu Jieyu to Helin as a hostage and swore allegiance to Daribakhan." After saying a long list of demands, Mahamu said slowly: "I agree to all five.
His Highness Taisun will return safely."
Although the two were fake envoys, they were shocked by Mahamu's greed and shamelessness. It turned out that the two brothers were of the same origin. How could this be the attitude of a loser in a war? Do you really think that "His Royal Highness Taisun, in hand"
, can you eat Ming Dynasty to death?
Such terms were unacceptable to any Ming envoy. What's more, they were not real envoys. Of course it was okay to agree randomly, but where could Mahamu cash it? The two had to argue that everything would wait.
I can't give you an answer until I see His Highness Taisun.
In fact, Mahamu also knew that his demands were too much, but isn't that how business is done, asking for a high price and then paying back the money? Now that the Ming Dynasty envoys are coming, if he doesn't kill him, wouldn't he be sorry for the God-given Ming Dynasty Queen?
But what would he think if he knew that the Ming Dynasty envoy opposite him was a fake, and that the Ming Dynasty grandson in the camp was also a fake, and that his brother's elaborate performance was just a monkey show in the eyes of others?
In Taisun's camp, Wang Xian listened to Wu Wei talk about the conditions of the Wala people, and he laughed at that time: "Old guy is not as stupid as you think, he is testing you."
"Testing us?" After all, Wu Wei didn't understand Mahamu as well as Wang Xian, so he didn't quite understand what he meant.
"It's not so out of place for a lion to open his mouth. If you go back and report it to the emperor," Wang Xian said with certainty, "Mahamu will definitely chop off your heads."
"That's right..." Wu Wei patted his head and said, "Thank you for reminding me, otherwise we would have almost fallen into his trap."
"How to say it?" Xu Huaiqing was still confused.
"Do you think, if we are real envoys, we dare to go back and report these conditions to the emperor?" Wu Weidao: "Even if the emperor doesn't kill us, we will be completely finished in this life. So real envoys will definitely argue with them.
, on the contrary, it’s just a fake that wants to fool them.”
"Mongolians also have so many colorful intestines?" Xu Huaiqing exclaimed.
"Nonsense, I have also conquered the Central Plains. Do you think Zangzi can do it?" Wu Wei rolled his eyes and said.
"That's right." Wang Xian nodded and said: "So you still have to argue with your reasons and strictly stick to the bottom line. Others cannot agree to it, even if it is impossible to report it to the emperor. If Mahamu has stopped thinking about it, he will be convinced that he is not
suspect."
"It's a pity that I'm not good at negotiating..." Wu Wei was a little unsure.
"What are you afraid of? Negotiations are nonsense," Wang Xian said with a nonchalant smile: "You just need to remember that you won't agree to anything you can't agree to, and you can just talk about the rest."
"Yeah." Wu Wei nodded, accepted Wang Xian's tips, and asked: "Then what is our bottom line?
Wang Xian thought about it, raised a finger and said: "First, the army can withdraw from the country. Second, Arutai can be restrained and not allowed to take advantage of the opportunity to make a sneak attack. Third, as long as Mahamu becomes a vassal, the border cities and the border can be opened.
His trade..." After a pause, he said with some embarrassment: "If they insist on the marriage, they can also report it to the emperor... tell them that other than that, the emperor will not agree to any conditions. If Mahamu agrees,
, there will be peace, if you refuse, then continue to fight.”
"Yes." The two men agreed in a deep voice, then left Wang Xian's tent and followed Tuan Huan, who had been waiting impatiently, back to Mahamu's tent.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with His Majesty the Grand Sun's condition?" Mahamu asked with a complacent look on his face.
"Okay." Wu Wei nodded.
"Can we start talking now?" Mahamu asked coldly.
"Yes." Wu Wei nodded again and said: "First, the prince told Wala's conditions, and it is said that the official should report it to the emperor before giving a reply. But before the official came, the emperor specifically told him that some things can be agreed to, and some things are absolutely impossible.
We cannot agree. If the prince persists, we will have no choice but to sacrifice His Highness the Grandson." As he said this, his face darkened and he said, "But having King Anle and those eight thousand captives buried with him, our Highness is not aggrieved."
"Huh!" At this point, this incredible negotiation has finally become a bit tense.
"What can you agree to and what can't you agree to?" Mahamu's words revealed that he just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to blackmail him.
Wu Wei followed Wang Xian's wishes and deleted and modified Mahamu's conditions, reducing them by at least half.
Mahamu took a look and found that except for the withdrawal of the Ming army, he didn't get anything he wanted... Hetao, marriage and other unreasonable requests were all. He didn't even let Bo Luo and those thousands of prisoners go.
This made him deeply unhappy and said: "If you even refuse to let my brother go, can this negotiation be called sincerity?"
"That's right, if we don't let our third brother and those soldiers go, your great-grandson will only suffer the consequences." Taiping finally intervened.
"Your Majesty, please make it clear that we are the winning party." Wu Wei finally couldn't help but said coldly: "You have proposed such excessive conditions, how can our emperor agree? To say the least, even if our emperor can
Promise, can hundreds of thousands of soldiers agree until then? It will really arouse the emperor's anger. I wonder how the prince will end up?"
"Your emperor is angry, why should I end it?" Mahamu is no longer so confident. In other words, his previous confidence was all fake.
"Didn't the battle of Hulanhu hypothermia make the prince realize what it means that when the emperor is angry, blood will flow everywhere?" Wu Wei said in a deep voice: "Does the prince really intend to be driven back to the northwest by our emperor?
"
"Then we have to wait until his grandson is dead." Mahamu said with a drum in his heart and a cold snort on his face.
"With King Anle and the 8,000-watt strong man buried with him, our Highness is considered decent." Wu Wei straightened his neck and said. After talking, the two of them were back to the starting point. After insisting for a while, Wu Wei broke the deadlock and said: "The prince wants it.
There are too many, and it has exceeded the emperor’s tolerance limit, so we should be more pragmatic.”
"Can my third brother and those soldiers be put back?" Mahamu had exhausted all the threats and inducements, and it was difficult to speak at this time, so Taiping spoke on his behalf.
"Withdraw troops or release people, the prince can only choose one..." Wu Wei also discovered that when dealing with the Wala people, if you are soft, they will be hard, and if you are hard, they will be soft. After thinking about this, he naturally became tough.