When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 617: The King of Dayuezhi
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the defeat is not our fault, but the Han army has magic!"

Several deserters fled back to the Kushan capital, and described the battle on the front line with tears in their eyes. They patted their chests and said confidently that they really wanted to be loyal to Kushan and the king. But the Han army was all reincarnations of thunder gods, and there were so many of them that they could form a department. These thunder gods felt that it was not enough to smash the thunder and lightning, so they specially asked the fire god Zhuge Liang to forge spears and cannons with thunder and lightning. A slight poke would shake the earth, not to mention people. The marshal and deputy marshal who led the thunder department were Guan Yu Guan Yunchang and Zhang Fei Zhang Yide, who killed the Qiang people and horses. Ma Chao and Ma Dai, who had previously blown open the city gate with fire, were only vanguard generals. This time, the Han army dispatched Zhang Fei to defeat them, and the more heavyweight Guan Yu had not yet made a move!

They are risking their lives to escape back and report the incident!
There was an uproar throughout the government and the country was shocked.

As the ruler of Kushan, Hubishka II's face turned very ugly. What? The god of thunder? The god of fire? !

He has been worshipping Buddha all his life, doesn't he know whether there is a God? !

In order to guard against the Han army, he mobilized the elite Kushan troops to the border under the pressure from the south. These people were all first-class warriors of Kushan. What kind of god was so powerful that he could defeat his warriors in one fell swoop? !
A spy! There must be a spy!
At the thought of this possibility, rage swept through Hubishka II's heart, making his teeth itch, his breathing rapid, and his chest heaving.

"You are the only ones who escaped back? Where are the others?!" Hubishega II shouted coldly.

The deserters looked at each other, as if they were confirming something with each other. After hesitating for a moment, they took out a letter from their pockets.

The attendant took the letter and presented it respectfully to Hubishka II.

The annoyed Hubishka II tore open the letter and took a look, and found that it was filled with square Chinese characters.

He ordered his ministers who knew Chinese to come and translate. When the ministers saw it, they were shocked.

"Can a mere Chinese language scare you like this?!"

"But, Your Majesty, this letter..." The minister broke out in a cold sweat after reading it.

Hubiseka II shouted unhappily, "Read!"

"Yes, sir." Under pressure from Hubishka II, the minister wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, swallowed, and recited intermittently.

"The foreign Kushan vassal king."

The beginning of the letter was in a condescending tone, and Hubishekhar II's face became more and more ugly. The minister who was reading the letter from the Han army was so frightened that he trembled, fearing that Hubishekhar II would order him to be killed. With a thump, the minister's knees softened, and he knelt down, kowtowed repeatedly, and begged Hubishekhar II for forgiveness.

Hubishka II waved his hand at his minister, signaling him to continue and saying that he did not blame him.

The minister was helped up by the guards and continued to translate in a stumbling voice. The more he translated, the more frightened the ministers became.

In the letter, the Han listed the results of the battle here one by one, such as the captured Kushan warriors and the cities and camps that were captured.
Each one is so shocking.

Hubishaka II's face could not be uglier, his fists were clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound, and the thought of fighting the Han army to the death popped up in his mind more than once.

At this time, the backyard was in turmoil. Khorasan and Khwarezm rose up one after another. The south was also ready to move, eager to welcome the Han army with food and drink. Even Parthia had changes. The sudden bad news made Hubishka II breathless, but also made him get rid of his anger and sober up a little.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the Han army before him was no match for the Kushans. He thought the Han would decline, but he didn't expect that the Han would become even stronger.

If the war continues, the power of the North will inevitably be weakened. By then, the power between the North and the South will be unequal, and we will be doomed.

I can't fight anymore.
After a long silence, Hubiseka II asked, "What do you think we should do now?"

The Kushan nobleman Potiao said, "Your Majesty, I think we can't continue fighting. Although the Han Dynasty is a fierce tiger, this fierce tiger is outside. We don't disturb the tiger's deep sleep and don't go to the tiger's territory. Even if this tiger wants to eat people, it won't hurt us for the time being. But many forces such as Khorasan and Khwarezm are wolves inside. If the wolves are not eliminated, they will threaten our Great Yuezhi! What's more, the Han Dynasty is not determined to destroy our Great Yuezhi, otherwise why would the Han Dynasty send soldiers back with letters? Why didn't the Han Dynasty pursue the victory? Your Majesty, the Han people are good at face. In my opinion, it is better to hand over the king Song Jian and others, and propose a ceasefire to the Han Dynasty in order to redeem our warriors. Free up your hands to deal with the wolves in the country first."

These words of Podia really touched Hubishka II's heart. Yes, the Han Dynasty was strong, but as long as they bowed their heads, Kushan would still be the Kushan of Yuezhi. If they fought to the death and refused to surrender, even if they repelled the Han Dynasty, would Kushan still be the Kushan of Yuezhi?

After realizing this, Hubishekhar II felt much better. He immediately ordered, "Quickly, send an envoy to discuss a ceasefire with the Han army!"

"Haha, Military Advisor Pang, you really got it right. The Kushans have sent people to discuss a ceasefire!"

Guan Yu laughed out loud. Just now, the Kushan envoy arrived at the city occupied by the Han army and requested a temporary truce and wanted to discuss ceasefire matters with the Han army.

Truce? Just what I want!
The land occupied by the army has reached its limit. If the army continues to fight and penetrates into the heartland of Kushan, the battle line will be extended, and the transportation of food and supplies will become a problem, which may even affect the development of the Han Dynasty.

If we stop fighting now
Guan Yu believed that with the high-yield high-quality seeds, it would not take long for him to gain a firm foothold in India.

Of course, a ceasefire cannot be negotiated in a day or two, and the negotiations ended in a bad mood.

At the same time, there is another important thing in front of us, that is, the feeling of being on the way to fairyland is coming!
After Guan Yu handed over the important military matters to Pang Tong, he returned to his tent and took a nap.

As a familiar feeling came over them, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who were far away in India, returned to the theater once again.

This time, Liu Bei got up earlier than Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. When they went out, they saw Liu Bei and Zhen De sitting in the yard, chatting casually.

"Huh? Is that Second Brother and Teacher Zhang San? You guys chat, I have something else to do." Zhen De patted his trouser legs and was about to leave.

However, a name mentioned by Guan Yu and Zhang Fei aroused Zhen De's interest. He stopped and couldn't help asking, "Kushan? Bo Diao?"

"Isn't this the pro-Wei Dayuezhi King?"

"I didn't expect that Brother Liu, Brother Two, and Teacher Zhang San were so interested in the pro-Wei Dayuezhi King?"

Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei looked at each other in bewilderment. What? Befriending the King of Dayuezhi of Wei?!
(End of this chapter)