The tension in his eyes was self-evident, but he still shouted to everyone forcefully: "What are you going to do? I am His Highness's personal guard. If you do this and wait for His Highness to recover from his injuries, aren't you afraid that he will punish you?"
When Han Yiyun heard this, a smile appeared on his stern face.
"You are so good at being a personal guard. You can stab someone in the back." He stopped smiling and looked at the pawn in front of him coldly: "Take him away!"
After being tortured, many military secrets about Beihan were revealed to them.
Zhan Qingyue, Han Yiyun and Cheng Wang who were on the hospital bed worked together and finally decided to take the situation by surprise and outwit them.
This war lasted on and off for half a month. Beihan defeated Yangu and fled back to the grassland in a hurry.
Han Yiyun led the troops back to the camp, and the whole camp was filled with joy and a little more fireworks.
"Yueyue, we are victorious! Beihan was defeated and fled in a hurry. This battle has severely damaged their vitality. I think they will be out of breath for a while."
Zhan Qingyue was frightened when she listened to Han Yiyun talk about how dangerous the battle situation was at this time.
Her eyes were black and blue, her face was roughened by the north wind, and her lips were chapped.
Listening to Han Yiyun's report, the sadness on Zhan Qingyue's face finally disappeared.
"That's great, that's great."
Zhan Qingyue was excited, her eyes gradually curled up, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "His Highness's injury has begun to heal. As long as you don't use force and the wound does not stretch open, there will be no big problem."
King Cheng looked at the two of them with relief, and was extremely glad that they insisted on following him to the Yanbei battlefield. If he was the only one, he would have returned to his ancestral land long ago.
A few days later, news came that Zhan Qingyue had been rewarded for his meritorious service.
Zhan Qingyue's lips were filled with joy again as she listened to the broadcast of the super high favorability score in the space.
Unexpectedly, after the space reported the integrity value, it also showed a super high malicious value.
The corners of Zhan Qingyue's mouth twitched fiercely, and the smile on his face quickly fell.
There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm my aunt!
In any case, it was not without gain this time. Space also rewarded me with a livestock breeding manual and an excellent livestock breed.
Not to mention anything else, the Mianyang sheep tied next to the thatched house are strong and fat, not a little better than the sheep here in Yanbei.
Just as she was drooling with joy, a scout hurried into the camp.
"Report! Beihan envoy asks for an audience."
A quarter of an hour later, Zhan Qingyue sat in King Cheng's tent, pursed her lips and frowned in thought.
"Beihan's request for peace surprised me. Since they want to sue for peace, let's discuss the terms for peace. We can't let thousands of our soldiers sacrifice in vain."
King Cheng sat on the couch with one arm drooped, his face full of calculations. During this period of time, Zhan Qingyue was so strict that he could not even walk around in the tent, let alone wear armor and go into battle to kill the enemy. It's over.
Han Yiyun's sword-shaped eyebrows were drawn into his temples, and his phoenix eyes had a hint of autumn as he looked at Zhan Qingyue thoughtfully.
"Yueyue, do you have any ideas?"
Zhan Qingyue grinned and pretended to be relaxed: "What do you think of exchanging food for cattle, sheep and horses?"
Han Yiyun and King Cheng looked at each other and felt that the matter was of great importance, so they discussed the matter with other generals and lieutenants.
"No! How can we exchange our food for those cattle, horses and sheep? People can live without eating meat, but what if they don't eat food?"
"Zhan Qingyue! You are a little military doctor and a woman. Considering that you have made so many contributions to everyone, we are tolerant if we don't drive you out. You still have to take our food from Da Zhou. I think you have ulterior motives."
"This matter is no small matter. In my opinion, we still have to take a long-term approach!"
Listening to the bickering in the big tent, Zhan Qingyue's head was buzzing and she didn't know what to say to these people.
Everyone has their own position, and what they said is correct.
Her face was full of calm, and her eyes were like a deep pool, which could make people drown if they looked at it twice.
Seeing that everyone was so noisy and couldn't come up with a reason, King Cheng slapped the table hard with his uninjured hand.
"Okay, okay, everyone, go ahead and get busy. This matter is serious. I will discuss it with the military advisor."
The others had no choice but to walk out of the big tent with discussion.
King Cheng and Han Yiyun discussed again.
"The war horses in Northern Han are better than those in the Central Plains. I think it's okay to exchange them for food. In addition, if the trade route from Northern Han to Dazhou can be opened, it will also be a good medicine for our economic recovery in Dazhou in the future!"
"It's just that Beihan is watching with eager eyes. I'm afraid it won't be defeated in one or two battles."
Han Yiyun wrote down the pros and cons that the two of them could think of, and in the end the pros outweighed the cons.
"This matter has been settled. I will report it to the court as soon as possible."
King Cheng finally made the decision to finalize the matter.
A few days later, Han Junsheng learned that they wanted to trade with Beihan and exchange grain for cattle, sheep and horses. He thought their idea was good and secretly helped.
Soon, the Holy Emperor issued an imperial edict to Yan Beilai and agreed to the conditions stated by King Cheng and others.
Early the next morning, Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun went to Beihan's palace with the Holy Emperor's decree and Beihan's envoy.
As soon as they arrived at the palace, there was a young man riding a tall horse and a group of cavalry, stopping everyone at the entrance of the palace.
"Hmph, the original dwarf is the two of you who teamed up to defeat our great King Khan and seriously injured General Basel, so much so that he is still lying on the couch unable to move."
Zhan Qingyue and his party looked a little ugly, and the cavalrymen escorting them stood up one after another, protecting Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun in the middle.
"I recognize you, the sixth son of King Khan, the little prince Muda. You have a good relationship with General Basai, so there is nothing wrong with you."
Han Yiyun's eyes were sharp and his expression remained calm, as if he wanted to see through little Prince Muda.
"The battlefield is changing rapidly, and swords have no eyes. I'm sorry that General Basel was injured, but the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. You can't blame us for this."
Unexpectedly, this little prince was very impatient, and Han Yiyun made him so angry that he grinned with swords and teeth in just a few words.
"Brothers, come up to me, let them never come back, avenge General Basel, and avenge the dead soldiers!"
There was only a stabbing sound, and the little prince Muda pulled out his scimitar and pointed it at Han Yiyun.
Upon seeing this, our personnel drew their swords one after another, just waiting for the other party to take action.
Just when the tension was at stake, Zhan Qingyue suddenly chuckled, breaking the tense situation.
"I didn't expect that the dignified little prince Muda could not afford to lose. This kid knows that if he loses, he loses. He is willing to admit defeat. Since he has already sued for peace, why do you need to embarrass us like this?"
Zhan Qingyue changed the topic and the smile on his face faded. His sharp eyes were like a poisonous snake, tightly wrapping around the guilty Mu Da.
"Could it be that...little Prince Muda wants to disobey the old King Han?"
