This is simply changing the concept. With Feng Jing's shrewdness, he certainly would not do such a meaningless thing. Yi Zhixie also understood that he was digging a hole for the military minister Shanyu.
However, what does this have to do with himself, so he is naturally optimistic about the success and simply sits aside, quietly waiting for the military minister Shanyu to answer.
"This cannot be settled like this. One Hun warrior can't finish the work that six Han slaves can do!"
The military minister Shanyu is not stupid, especially at this time. The Huns have already suffered a big loss. If the spoils of war suffer again in the end, it will really go to grandma's house!
"I think it's better to do this. This matter cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Why don't you put it aside for now? Mr. Feng might as well say the next thing!"
Since the military minister Shanyu was not fooled, Yi Zhixie naturally changed the subject. If this matter had not been talked about for several months and everyone in the Huns knew about it, he would not have agreed!
Moreover, in fact, the captured Han people have been distributed to various places. At this time, it is not an easy task to gather these people again.
After all, is it possible that the meat that is in your mouth can be spit out?
"I understand King Youxian's good intentions. However, my king has spoken beforehand. These people are all subjects of my Han family. This is a prerequisite. If the eldest chanyu refuses..."
Yi Zhixie was stunned, and all the Xiongnu nobles were also stunned...
"No, so what?"
Yi Zhixie and the military minister Shanyu looked at each other and said with ugly expressions.
"If the Chief Chanyu doesn't allow it, there's no need to talk about the rest of the matter. My King will naturally come to pick it up in person!"
As soon as Feng Jing said these words, everyone now felt that the atmosphere in the tent was beginning to become tense, and the Xiongnu nobles had already begun to put their hands on the handles of their swords.
Everyone was waiting for Da Shanyu's decision. This naked threat made everyone look sinister, even Yi Zhixian's eyes began to have murderous intent.
Once upon a time, this was the way the Huns envoys threatened the Han emperor. However, things have changed, and now, it is really hard for them to accept it...
"Are you threatening this Chanyu? Do you know that our great Huns have 800,000 feather-controllers! Aren't you afraid that this matter will cause an all-out war between the two countries?"
The dagger in Shan Yu's right hand was suddenly inserted into the table. He looked like a beast that chooses people to devour, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Jing.
Yuan Qing subconsciously took half a step forward, wanting to protect Feng Jing. However, as he stepped forward, the tense atmosphere became even more intense!
"Back off!"
Feng Jing glanced at Yuan Qing lightly. Yuan Qing hesitated, but finally took half a step back.
"Da Shanyu, you can't!"
Feng Jing said without fear and with a smile.
"Hahahaha! So brave!"
The military minister Shan Yu suddenly burst into laughter. Although his face was ugly, no matter what, the tense atmosphere in the big tent finally disappeared.
"The Great Chanyu is so praised!"
Feng Jing smiled nonchalantly and clasped his fists. Even Yuan Qing admired Feng Jing to the extreme.
He stood next to Feng Jing, and naturally felt the most clearly about the feeling just now.
If one person doesn't respond well, they may all die here!
"Everyone has come from afar today. We will talk about these things later. Come and serve the wine!"
Of course, the military minister Shanyu needed to discuss these matters with everyone, so he directly changed the topic.
"Then thank you for your hospitality!"
Feng Jing also smiled slightly. Anyway, this matter could not be decided by a military minister with just one word, so he might as well just leave it alone.
The positions of both sides were determined. This banquet was destined to be extraordinary, and the Huns had to regain their face at the banquet.
"Captain Yuan, I heard that the soldiers of your Mo Dao Army are all first-class warriors. I wonder how much you can drink?"
While the banquet was in full swing, Yi Zhi winked at a strong man standing aside.
This was the general Badar whom Yi Zhixie had just conquered. It was said that he was brave enough for all men. Since he could not compete with the Han people on the battlefield, it was not a problem to drink them all down at the wine table.
"Hahahahaha, Mo Daojun's combat prowess is unparalleled in the world, and his drinking capacity is certainly not ambiguous. With these light wines from you Xiongnu, I'm afraid that even if I drank three to five jars, it would just moisten my stomach!"
Yuan Qing said very boldly.
"Are you saying that the wine of my Huns is not good? Is it not as good as the wine of your Han people?"
Badal was immediately unconvinced.
"I think it would be better like this. When we came here this time, my king specially brought some good wine from my Han family to Shanyu. All of you here are famous heroes on the grassland. One of us counts. Bring out your Xiongnu’s strongest wine, I’ll drink your Xiongnu’s wine, you come and drink my Han’s wine, how about we see which one of us gets drunk first?”
Yuan Qing stood up boldly and directly challenged the room full of Xiongnu nobles.
Feng Jing took a deep look at Yuan Qing, this kid is really a talented person.
It's just that he's a little wiry and bad, and I don't know where he learned it from. He's not such a cheater...
"This is a great thing to say. I will be the judge here. If anyone can win, I will reward that person with this precious sword!"
The military minister Shan Yu laughed loudly, then cut off the sword from his waist and threw it heavily on the table in front of him.
Yuan Qing's saliva almost flowed out. Are you kidding me?
The treasured sword of the Xiongnu Chanyu!
Regardless of the political significance of this thing, the gems inlaid on this scabbard are all priceless treasures. It seems that I am going to make a fortune tonight!
"Da Shanyu, if that's the case, then I won't be polite!"
This precious sword owned by the military minister Shanyu cuts iron like clay. How can any general not love the sword?
Everyone in this big tent began to be eager to invite them.
"Come here, serve the wine!"
The military minister Shan Yuyi shouted, and immediately the Huns began to bring wine into the tent, and there were also Han soldiers who brought jars of good wine in.
Of course, the most popular thing among the Huns is kumiss, but the wine Liu Deng brought this time is no ordinary wine.
After silently looking at the red seven-cross mark on the wine jar, Feng Jing glanced at the Huns in the tent with some pity...
These things are not fucking drinkable at all, but Liu Deng personally lit them on fire in front of him as soon as he stretched out his hand...
