"Old Sun is right. So what if Xili surrenders? Now that the king of Xili is in our hands, why do we want those blue-eyed barbarians to surrender? How many Sheng people did they kill when the West Capture Pass was broken?"
The atmosphere in the tent became dull for a while. When Xili sent an envoy to say that he wanted to surrender, they were extremely disdainful.
It was only after Fuza came to put this rule in place and had to write to the Holy Emperor that they could bear it.
Deputy General Chen Ping said slightly: "General, are you really going to let King Xili go?"
Lu Ren rubbed the imperial edict with his fingers and lowered his eyes in deep thought.
After a long while, he slowly said: "The Holy Order cannot be violated. Even if he writes to the Holy One, he may not change his mind."
"We have submitted a letter together. The Holy One has to think about it again, right?" Sun Tongguang said, "How can we accept the scene of blood flowing into the river in Xiqu Pass? How come they surrendered and surrendered, and this blood debt will be settled?"
Lu Ren squeezed the imperial edict tightly, loosened it slightly, and said, "Let King Xili go."
"General!"
"General!"
Lu Ren raised his hand to stop him and continued unhurriedly: "But I didn't expect that King Xili could not bear the humiliation, so he snatched the guards' weapons in the tent and killed himself."
After speaking, he calmed down the people below and raised the corners of his lips: "This general is extremely sad and has specially informed the Xili envoy to take back the body of King Xili."
Everyone stared, then clapped their hands and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, very happy! I, Sun Tongguang, must do this job!"
Chen Ping said slightly: "Everyone needs to keep this in mind today."
Everyone responded: "I know this in my humble heart."
After everyone left, Chen Ping said slightly: "The day after tomorrow is the Golden Lantern Festival. It seems that not only the New Year's Day, but also the Golden Lantern Festival can't be made back."
Lu Ren touched his heart and said, "Yes, but the war is over. We can arrange some arrangements in the camp to spend the Golden Lantern Festival with the soldiers and make it lively."
Chen Pingwei:?
He looked in disbelief: "Is this what you can say?"
Lu Ren's strictness in running the army is not something to be boasted about. Not to mention the liveliness and excitement, even having fun is regarded as disrupting military discipline.
As far as he is concerned, without strict military discipline, how can there be a tiger and leopard division?
It sounds a little unkind, but in fact all the soldiers are very convinced by Lu Ren. Which soldier doesn't want to join General Lu's command?
Lu Ren didn't explain much, but continued to say something that was unlike anything he could say: "In order to capture the Western Pass, the soldiers didn't even celebrate the New Year. It's right for the Golden Lantern Festival to be lively and lively. I'll be the one to pay for the prize. But after having fun, don’t let down your guard.”
Chen Ping walked out of the military tent in a daze and grabbed Captain Li casually: "The general said that he would make arrangements to celebrate the Golden Lantern Festival with the soldiers."
Captain Li:?
Lieutenant Li, who was in a daze, casually grabbed a lieutenant general and said, "Vice General Chen said that the general wanted to make arrangements to celebrate the Golden Lantern Festival with the soldiers."
"ha?"
General Zhonglang, who was being pulled, also grabbed someone casually in a trance: "Li Xiaowei said that Vice General Chen said that the general said that he wanted to make arrangements to celebrate the Golden Lantern Festival with the soldiers."
"Are you confused?"
"No."
"Then what nonsense are you talking about?"
At this time, in the tent where King Xili was imprisoned, King Xili's head had already fallen to the ground. The fallen man's head was dripping with blood, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells. It looked very scary.
"Someone! It's not good! The King of Xili committed suicide! Someone, come quickly! Call the Xili envoy!"
Sun Tongguang stood aside, looking at the head coldly, with pleasure in his eyes.
The envoy from Xili came after hearing the news. When he saw this scene, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Lu Ren then opened the curtain and entered with a look of regret on his face: "I didn't expect that King Xili was so strong and couldn't bear the humiliation, so he committed suicide. Why did the envoy sit down? Someone, why don't you help him up quickly?"
The messenger's legs were weak and he could not stand at all. He muttered: "The king is dead, the king is dead..."
It took him a while to gather his composure, and he looked at Lu Ren in surprise: "General Lu, Xili has handed over a letter of surrender, and he is responsible for protecting the life of my king..."
"This is wrong. We didn't expect King Xili to commit suicide."
Lu Ren sighed and said, "We don't want this to happen, but since the tragedy has happened, the envoy will inform Xili to take the body back."
"You! How dare you! Something happened to the king in your Da Sheng camp, and it was all because of your failure to take care of him!"
Faced with the accusation, Lu Ren did not say much to him, and was too lazy to pretend to feel sorry for him. He directly opened the curtain and left, not forgetting to explain: "Come here, help the envoy clean up the body of King Xili, and then let him inform the king of Xili." Someone from Li's side will take it away."
Not only was his tone not respectful and distressed, it was even very casual, as if what was on the ground was not the King of Xili, but a piece of rotten meat.
The envoy said angrily: "This is your attitude! It seems that Xili surrendered..."
Before the messenger finished speaking, Lu Ren raised his hand to interrupt. His tone was calm, but his eyes were very sharp: "It doesn't matter. I can continue to see you on the battlefield."
The messenger subconsciously said harsh words. Thinking of the scene where Xili was killed and abandoned his armor, he couldn't help but swallowed and took two steps back.
Who wants to meet this living King of Hell on the battlefield again? He is too impatient to live.
He looked at the head on the ground again and closed his eyes.
How could this death be suicide? Can you commit suicide by cutting off your whole head?
It's just that the winner is the king and the loser is the loser, and Xili is the loser.
He knew in his heart that if they could not defeat them on the battlefield, they would have no choice but to submit. The consequences of not submitting would be to be exterminated.
Lu Ren saw that he had become more aware of current affairs and nodded: "In that case, I will write down the matter of King Xili's suicide, and I will send someone to send it to Xili."
Upon hearing this, the messenger fell to the ground again.
Only this time, Lu Ren didn't ask anyone to help him up, but turned around and returned to his tent.
He took out the brocade bag that was neatly placed on his chest and said, "Princess, I will be back soon."
Wen Yu, who was eating at this time, sneezed loudly.
Liu Chun looked nervous when he saw it: "Did the princess catch a cold again?"
"It's okay, someone must be thinking about me." Wen Yu waved her hand.
Liuchun:......
