Become a feudal king from today

"What should I do? What should I do?" Zhao Heng was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, spinning back and forth. ReadМ

After being panicked for a while, he stared into the eyes of the second prince, "Then Beidi didn't put forward any conditions?"

The second prince still shook his head, "They said they would discuss with Dasong after capturing my father."

Zhao Heng's face turned pale again, "If you go again, just say that the annual tribute is 10 million taels. Dasong and Beidi are willing to be the country of father and son, with Beidi as the father and Dasong as the son."

"Yes, Father, I'd like to ask you to go there." The second prince turned around and left.

His current mood is the same as Zhao Heng's.

After so many days, the imperial army has not come, the army of the powerful tribe has not come, and the soldiers and horses of King Yan have not moved.

Everyone in Xiancheng fell into despair.

Except for Yang Feng, the rotten guy who doesn't know how to adapt, everyone wants to negotiate peace with Beidi.

As long as they can return to the capital, they can agree to the Beidi people on any terms.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of past emperors by doing this?" The second prince had just taken two steps when he saw a man covered in blood walking in.

It was none other than Yang Feng.

He came to report the war to Zhao Heng, but he never listened to the truth.

Suddenly I felt angry and couldn't help but speak out.

Zhao Heng became angry with shame, "Then you should think of a way to break the siege of Xiancheng. You, like them, want me to die in Beidi, right?"

"I have never had such an idea, but in order to save my own life, the emperor made Dasong suffer humiliation. Isn't it the right thing for a king to do? In the end, it is better to let Beidi break the city and die peacefully." Yang Feng said loudly.

Even he is becoming increasingly pessimistic about the current situation.

But even if he dies, he doesn't want to be infamous forever.

"Without the king, what will the country have?" Hearing this, Zhao Heng's whole body trembled violently, "Well, Yang Feng, now you finally show your true face. I tell you, I can't die, and I won't die this time. Even if I give the whole Jiangbei to Beidi, I will go back!"

"Your Majesty, you..." Yang Feng looked at Zhao Heng in disbelief.

At this moment, he seemed not to recognize this emperor.

In the past, Zhao Heng had always cared about his reputation and often thought about making his name go down in history.

But now, in order to survive, he would not even hesitate to sell the territory of Dasong.

"Get out, get out!" Zhao Heng jumped to his feet and shouted without waiting for Yang Feng to continue.

If he hadn't been relied on to defend the city, he would have killed him now.

Yang Feng lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he stood up and slowly walked out of the Ma family's mansion, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

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Beidi camp.

There was joy and laughter in Mulehonzhen's camp.

"Father Khan, Emperor Dasong is afraid. He will definitely send people here next time. When the time comes, we will humiliate them again." Temuta said loudly.

Mule Hongzhen nodded, and the matter about the Black Iron King's tent has been proven to be true.

The entire royal tent was almost destroyed by King Yan.

With such huge losses, how could he easily negotiate peace with Dasong.

"This Emperor Da Songgou is really cowardly and stingy. He just wants to send us away with a mere five hundred taels of silver. Why do we need him to cede Qinzhou and Yongzhou?" Mu Lehongzhen looked towards the direction of Xiancheng.

"That's right, ceding all the land south of Jiujiang to us may be able to give him a way out." Gesuri said, he is the king of the North Wind King's tent.

"There is also King Yan. Sarge died in the hands of King Yan, Enke died in the hands of King Yan, and Enke's father Kutu also died in the hands of King Yan. The death of the three great kings must take the life of King Yan. Come and repay." The king of the king's tent shouted again, he was Tune, the king of the red fox king's tent.

"I have been keeping this account in mind for King Yan, and I will let him repay it." Mule Hongzhen said harshly.

Then he said: "But your appetite is too small. What I want this time is the whole country."

Thinking of something, he suddenly smiled, "But now, Ulanba has probably taken away King Yan's head."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of cavalry suddenly stopped outside the camp.

A cavalryman hurriedly entered the king's tent and said sadly: "Khan, something bad has happened. King Ulanba encountered pirates when he went south. All 100,000 Beidi soldiers were buried in the sea. King Ulanba was captured by pirates. Now transfer it to Gave it to King Yan."

"What!"

At this moment, the expressions of everyone in the camp changed.

Mullahon's face turned pale and he was about to faint as his body swayed, but he managed to hold on.

Ulanba is his most admired son.

How could he not be surprised? How not to be angry?

"Nonsense, what kind of pirates dare to be enemies of our Beidi." Temuta grabbed the collar of the cavalry and shouted.

Although he and Ulanba have been secretly competing with each other.

But Ulanba is his younger brother after all.

And on the grassland, he wanted to defeat Ulanba in an honest and fair manner, rather than expecting Ulanba to be in trouble.

Therefore, he was as angry as Mulehonzhen.

"Your Majesty, Khan, I also hope it is fake, but corpses floating on the sea will not deceive people. Too many corpses of Beidi soldiers were found on the coast of Ningjindusi." The cavalryman said sadly.

Mullerhon seemed to have lost all his strength.

The Black Iron King's tent was severely damaged and was in a state of collapse. It could only be integrated into other king's tents in the future.

Now the Snow Wolf King's tent in Ulanba is finished.

In the blink of an eye, Beidi lost nearly two royal accounts.

"Attack the city with all your strength immediately! Don't wait for King Yan any longer." Mulehong's face was as cold as frost.

If he continued to wait, he didn't know what kind of changes would happen to the east.

Now, he wants to take Emperor Dasong into his hands immediately.

As long as the Da Song Dog Emperor is in hand, he can control Da Song and take the initiative.

"Yes, Khan!" General Beidi in the camp was all very angry at this moment.

After leaving the king's tent, they returned to their respective camps and led the soldiers to prepare to attack the city.

Just as the generals left, another general entered the Khan's tent and said, "Khan, Emperor Dasong has sent people to discuss peace again, just outside the tent."

"Kill them! Throw their heads back." Mulehon closed his eyes, his heart bleeding.

In all the previous wars, except for the loss of two and a half royal troops in the western expedition to the Saliman Empire.

In the past ten years, Beidi has never suffered such a heavy loss.

Such a big loss completely angered him.

In addition to capturing Emperor Dasong and killing King Yan, nothing could quell his anger.

The general responded yes and turned around.

Then three screams came.

Xiancheng.

The second prince was anxiously waiting for the peace talks to come back when he saw three black things flying into the city wall from the sky.

This is the Beidi people using a catapult to throw the heads of three soldiers in.

Seeing the three bloody heads, the second prince almost sat on the ground in fear.

He was pointing at the head tremblingly when he suddenly heard what seemed like hundreds of cannons firing at the same time.

Immediately, the sound of killing like a tsunami came.