Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

That night, deep within the Northern Barbarian army camp, the lights flickered in Bayan Mengke's tent.

"Lord Erchir, who gave you permission to secretly agree to negotiate peace with the Han people?!"

Bayan Mengke, his face contorted with rage, paced back and forth in his tent, pointing at Erqir and demanding, "If you want to negotiate peace, go yourself tomorrow. I will not step forward a single step!"

Erqir leaned lazily against the soft couch, sipping wine from a wine jug in his hand.

Hearing this, he rolled his eyes, his tone tinged with impatience: "Boyan, do you know how many days and nights I've been traveling to save you?"

"My backside was practically crushed from being jostled around by the horse to save you, and this is how you treat me?"

Bayan Mengke's tone became even more aggressive, and he said irritably, "When did I ever ask you to save me? Even without you, Li Yan wouldn't be able to break through my camp!"

Erqir held his forehead, his face full of helplessness.

"Your stubbornness has never changed since you were a child."

"I ask you, during the days you were trapped, did you know how chaotic the situation in the capital had become?"

"The calls for peace negotiations within the court have become so loud that even the Prime Minister is finding it difficult to suppress!"

"Just imagine the sheer force of that!"

Erqir stood up and walked towards Bayan Mengke, his tone becoming more serious: "Bayan, I know you want to conquer the capital of Daqian in one fell swoop. Who doesn't? Our Northern Barbarian emperors and countless civil and military officials have all longed for this day."

"But you have to face reality!"

"The war has come to this point; if we continue to hold on, the country will descend into chaos first!"

Bayan Mengke's expression was uncertain, and he did not refute further.

He walked alone to the entrance of the military tent, gazing at the deep night outside without uttering a word.

Seeing his expression, Erqier knew that his attitude was beginning to soften, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot.

"Tomorrow we'll go for preliminary peace talks. It's not about you or me bowing down, but just about making initial contact and figuring out each other's positions."

"Ultimately, it's all about who takes the initiative to propose peace talks first."

"Boyan, you have to play your part well with me. As long as we can fool King Qin, Li Yan, that's enough."

Bayan Mengke turned around, his brow furrowed: "What do you mean?"

Erqir pulled him aside and explained in a low voice, "Whoever proposes peace first is the one who needs something from the other, and will be inferior to them in the formal peace negotiations."

"If we join forces, we can force the Daqian people to admit that they initiated the peace talks, and then we can gain the upper hand and dominate them!"

After a series of reasoned and emotional appeals, Bayan Mengke finally nodded and agreed to the plan.

While Erqir and Bayan Mengke were making preparations in secret, King Li Yan of Qin was also making preparations in full swing.

Even Zhou Wang Li Ji, who had been confined to his residence, was released from his confinement and ordered to go along, ready to contribute his efforts at the negotiating table the next day.

The following day, around noon, Prince Qin, Li Yan, led a group of civil and military officials out of the palace, boarded a carriage, and headed straight for the North Gate.

Inside the car, Li Yan glanced at the scattered lotus lanterns on both sides of the street outside and couldn't help but look puzzled.

Only after sending people to inquire did they learn that this was lit by the people of the city to commemorate Lin Feng, hoping that his soul could ascend to paradise as soon as possible.

Upon learning the reason, Li Yan scoffed coldly. Even though Lin Feng was most likely dead, he still had no goodwill towards this person.

At this time, a three-foot-high wooden platform had already been erected in the area between Zhenyuan City and the Northern Barbarian Army camp.

The stage was set up with neat tables and desks, with the flags of both countries displayed.

Several exquisite screens were also set up, arranged in a very orderly manner.

At noon, personnel from both sides arrived at the high platform one after another.

On the northern barbarian side, General Boyan Mengke sat in the main seat.

His three generals, Buhe, Getu, and Bato, stood on either side, while the civil officials were accompanied by Sali and Erqier.

On the Daqian side, the King of Qin, the King of Jin, and the King of Zhou all arrived.

Su Mo, Fang Hui, Li Pingan, Lü Zheng, and Feng Qing also attended.

Among them, Su Mo and Li Ping'an represent the Liaodong Army, while Lü Zheng represents the Zhenyuan Army.

As the righteous army symbolized the will of the people of Fengshuo and Erzhou, Feng Qing was chosen to attend the meeting.

Even if Li Yan disliked the rebel army, he had to admit that Feng Qing's attendance was reasonable.

After both sides were seated, Erqier spoke first, introducing everyone from Daqian.

"Your Highnesses, this is my Northern Barbarian General, Bayan Mengke. The other three are Generals Buhe, Getu, and Bato."

As subjects, Bayan, Mengke, and the other three were required by etiquette to pay homage to the three kings.

He was quite straightforward; although the two sides were locked in a fierce battle, he did not fall behind in terms of etiquette, immediately rising and bowing: "Bayan Mengke greets the three princes!"

King Li Yan of Qin also rose and returned the greetings with Boyan Mengke and others.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries and introductions, the two sides returned to their seats, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment.

Erqir broke the silence first, speaking with a broad smile: "We have gathered here today with the intention of resolving conflicts and ending the war. Your Highness, what is the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty's decision on this matter?"

The direct question revealed the intentions of the Northern Barbarians.

Li Yan smiled faintly and said, "My father once told me in a letter that we Han people are never afraid of war. If the Northern barbarians insist on fighting, our Great Qian is willing to fight to the end!"

"But if the Northern Barbarians are willing to negotiate peace, our Great Qian, mindful of the common people and unable to bear the suffering of the people, is also willing to extend an olive branch."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sa Li from the Northern Barbarian camp let out a piercing, eerie laugh.

"Hahaha! Your Highness, that's quite an interesting remark!"

"On the battlefield today, it is clearly our Northern Barbarian army that is advancing triumphantly. If it were to negotiate peace, it should be the Great Qian begging us. Why does it seem as if we Northern Barbarians are the ones eagerly seeking peace?"

The talks immediately turned into a heated exchange, with neither side willing to back down, creating a highly charged atmosphere!

Su Mo glanced at Sa Li, shook his head slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Lord Sa Li, you jest! Your Northern Barbarian army has been blocked by General Zhang Liao at the gates of Zhenyuan City for months, unable to make an inch of progress. How can you say you're 'advancing triumphantly'?"

"Moreover, General Bayan Mengke was trapped in the camp for more than ten days and almost lost his life."

"Lord Sali, please recognize reality and stop distorting the truth!"

Sa Li narrowed his eyes, his tone turning cold: "Oh? Turning black into white? Aren't Fengzhou and Shuozhou still in the hands of my Northern Barbarians? Lord Su, have you forgotten what happened before?"

Su Mo remained calm and immediately counterattacked: "Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war! The sons of our Great Qian have learned from their shame and become stronger. In the Battle of Niujiaoyuan, we already defeated your Northern Barbarian army, and General Boyan Mengke almost died in the chaos!"

"Recapturing Shuo and Feng prefectures is only a matter of time!"

……

This was the first time Feng Qing had been in such an occasion.

The two sides engaged in a fierce verbal battle, speaking at an extremely fast pace.

In the back-and-forth exchange, word by word clashed, and for a moment she found herself unable to keep up with the flow of thought.

"General Lü, is this how peace negotiations have always been done?" She leaned closer to Lü Zheng and asked in a low voice.

Lu Zheng lowered his voice and replied, "This is just an appetizer. When we really discuss the terms of the peace talks, the clashes will only be more intense."

"In the past, when the Northern Barbarians and the Great Qian negotiated peace, it was common for them to fight at the negotiating table."

He paused, then added, "However, there is an unspoken agreement between the two sides that while they may fight, they will never draw their swords or use force, and no one will be killed."

Two hours passed, and the two sides continued arguing, remaining deadlocked.

Bayan Mengke licked his chapped lips, his tone turning somber: "It seems your country has absolutely no sincerity in negotiating peace?"

King Qin, Li Yan, had piercing eyes, and although his face betrayed his exhaustion, his tone remained firm: "I see no sincerity from you northern barbarians, only a bunch of unreasonable troublemakers!"

Bayan Mengke suddenly laughed, his tone carrying a hint of threat: "Your Highness, winter is coming. In my Northern Barbarian Kingdom, many people have no land to cultivate and are hoping to go to the battlefield to make meritorious contributions and seize land."

"His Majesty is preparing to conscript soldiers to send more troops to the front lines."

"This general wouldn't mind engaging Your Highness in another battle beneath the walls of Zhenyuan City!"

These words struck Li Yan like a heavy hammer blow.

If the Northern Barbarians really fight to the death, the Great Qian's idea of ​​catching its breath and recuperating will probably be difficult to realize.

Li Yan's cheeks twitched slightly as he suppressed his anger: "Oh? General Bayan Mengke thinks I'm afraid?"

Bayan Mengke shrugged, his tone indifferent: "Your Highness is naturally not afraid, but on the battlefield, victory is never achieved solely through courage."

Li Yan's anger intensified, and he was about to retort when Erqier quickly stood up to smooth things over: "Your Highness Prince Qin, General Bayan, why bring up fighting again?"

"We have gathered here today precisely to end the war!"

"How about we rest for a while, have some tea and snacks, and then discuss this further?"