Brocade legend

Chapter 99
"Shitou, you really don't need to go. I'm just going to negotiate. I hope that through the negotiation, the little prince can be persuaded to retreat. In this way, he can avoid fighting again and causing countless casualties. Isn't this going to a war? I will definitely come back safely!" Lu Bing Shitou comforted him, but Shitou, whose complexion was flushed, had a flash of clarity in his eyes, and said loudly, "If you don't let me go, I won't live alone!"

Seeing this, Lu Bing knew that he would hurt Shitou's self-esteem if he tried to persuade him, so he had to shut up.

Since then, it is certain that Lu Bing will go to the meeting.

Everyone sent Lu Bing, Shitou, and Huang Duxian to the gate of the camp. Tang Long tried his best again and persuaded: "Master Lu, I still say the same thing, don't go! The behavior of the Mongols cannot be judged by common sense. Our 3 people are enough Hold back their army, and when our reinforcements arrive, they will retreat of their own accord."

Lu Bing shook his head, and said: "Master Tang, Lu went here, hoping to have a talk with the little prince, to let him release the Daming people from the captured villages, and to persuade him to go back to the grassland."

Tang Long sighed: "Master Lu, if you go to negotiate with such delusions, you will end up disappointed. Why bother?"

Lu Bing also sighed: "Lu Mou has seen too much blood on this journey. Even if there is only a slight possibility, I will try it and try my best to avoid bloodshed between the two clans."

Seeing that the persuasion was useless, Tang Long thought to himself: "I never thought that Mr. Lu, who is thoughtful and thoughtful, has such a naive side."

Tang Long arched his hands and watched Li Jin and other five thousand riders escort Lu Bing and the other three to the Mongolian camp.Then he went to line up his troops and waited for them.

Lu Bing and others came three miles outside the Mongolian camp, and a small group of Mongolian cavalry greeted them, saying: "The Great Khan has an order, please dismount the envoys of the Ming Dynasty, and only bring the two guards as agreed into the camp!"

When Lu Bingyuan looked at the Mongolian camp, his sword was out of its sheath, his arrows were on his bow, and he was facing this side vigilantly.

Lu Bing smiled and pulled back the front, and dismounted gracefully.

Li Jin cupped his hands to Lu Bing, and said in a loud voice: "Lord Lu, the last general will wait here for his return. If there is no news from your lord after an hour, the last general will go in!"

Lu Bing understood that Li Jin was talking to the Mongolians, and nodded with a smile. He walked into the Mongolian camp with his head held high and his chest held high, with Huang Duxian behind his back and a stone holding a big stick.

As soon as he entered the camp, he saw a Mongolian man holding a machete at his waist and looking at him provocatively.

Then I saw that Mongolian man raised his hand, and he didn't know what he was shouting, and saw two rows of Mongolian soldiers around him, pulling out their scimitars in unison, holding them up high, and shouting in unison.

There were also archers, who surrounded them, drew their bows to the full, and pointed their sharp arrows at Lu Bing, as if they were going to shoot Lu Bing and others into hedgehogs in the next moment.

The noon sun shone on the ground, but there was no feeling of warmth. The cold reflection flowed on the knife edge and arrow point, instantly permeating the murderous aura.

Huang Duxian was on guard secretly, holding the tree trunk with both hands horizontally for the stone, squatting on horseback, and standing in front of Lu Bing.

And Lu Bing looked at the situation around him, and unexpectedly "Puffed" and laughed out loud.

Lu Bing stepped forward, patted Shi Shi on the shoulder, and signaled Shi Shi to stand up straight and not to be nervous.

The Mongolian man who watched coldly looked at Lu Bing coldly, and said in blunt Chinese: "That Han man, what are you laughing at? Are you frightened?"

Lu Bing laughed and said, "My lord laughs, of course because it's funny. You put up this posture to scare me? Is this how you Mongolians treat guests?"

The Mongolian man sneered and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will chop you into meat at the command of my order?"

Lu Bing laughed and said: "How can I be afraid of such an old-fashioned formation? If you want to kill me, you don't need to put on such a formation. I even think that if you put on such a formation, it must not be your family." It’s probably your own decision to make it embarrassing for Khan, right?”

The Mongolian man was furious, and he pulled out his scimitar quickly. At this moment, a voice sounded: "The Great Khan has invited the envoys of the Ming Dynasty to come in and negotiate!"

Hearing this, the Mongolian man snorted, put the knife back into its sheath angrily, turned around and strode towards the largest tent in the Mongolian army camp.

Lu Bing shook his head with a smile, and under the guidance of Da Khan's waiter, he also came to the largest tent, the sweat tent of the little prince Alak Khan, Bodi.

Lu Bing led Shi Shi and Huang Duxian into the sweat tent, and a big bearded Mongolian man sat on top of him, wearing high riding boots and wearing a bronze half-body armor, looking at Lu Bing as a tiger.Lu Bing knew in his heart that this man had an extraordinary personality, and he must be the Great Khan who ruled the Mongolian grasslands, the little princes Bodi and Arak Khan.

The Mongolian man who was blocking them just now was standing aside, looking angrily at Lu Bing and the others.

Alakhanbodi, seeing Lu Bing and others coming in, laughed and said, "Please, Daming's guests, please sit down and have a glass of kumiss."

With a calm expression, Lu Bing sat down under Alak Khan, and the waiter brought barbecue, lamb leg, and kumiss.

Huang Duxian and Shitou stood behind Lu Bing.

After Lu Bing sat down, the Mongolian man who was blocking him snorted coldly.

Arak Khan glared at the Mongolian man, then turned his head and said to Lu Bing with a smile: "Master Lu, please don't be offended. I'm sure that's just his temperament, stubborn and unyielding."

Then Arakh Khan didn't wait for Lu Bing to be polite, he reprimanded me again: "You also go and sit down, drink some wine, eat some meat, listen quietly to Ben Khan and Master Lu, and learn from the leader of Ming Dynasty How did it work!"

When Lu Bing heard this, he smiled and said, "Khan is wrong. There is only one leader in Ming Dynasty, and that is the current emperor. Unlike the Mongolian tribes, each has its own leader."

Already angrily walked to Lu Bing and sat down opposite Lu Bing, I Da, after hearing what Lu Bing said, he slapped the table and shouted: "Bold, dare to say that Da Khan is wrong! If you dare to be disrespectful, your head will be chopped off!" !"

Alak Khan shouted: "Shut up!" But he didn't force me to answer, Lu Bing sneered in his heart.

Lu Bing smiled and replied to me: "This is the Dayan Khan, the leader of the Mongolian tribe in Fengzhoutan, right? I have been famous for a long time, but I saw you today, but it is better to meet you than to be famous!"

I replied that my neck was also stiff, and I said in a choked voice: "It's the king, so you have heard of my reputation! What do you mean when you say that being famous is not as good as meeting!"

"You are also a leader, but you are so ignorant. My lord is the imperial envoy of Daming, and now I am speaking to your Khan King on behalf of Daming. You are a small tribal leader, with a territory the size of a palm, and a population of less than [-]. The population of Yu is not as good as that of a county magistrate in Ming Dynasty, how can you speak here?" Lu Bing raised his brows upside down, brows were red, and shouted sharply!

I was dumbfounded, first I was stunned, I have never seen such an arrogant Han, dare to scold myself!Immediately, he became furious again, jumped up, and pulled out his waist knife!

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