"Is that King Wusun?" Mao Sui pointed at King Wusun and looked at the Dawan guide next to him.
"The one in the middle wearing silk and wearing a hair crown is King Wusun." said the Dawan guide.
"Do Wusun also wear hair crowns?" Mao Sui asked strangely. Along the way, except for the Central Plains, he had never seen anyone wearing hair crowns in other places. Besides, except for King Wusun, other Wusun people also Those who did not wear hair crowns included the ministers around them.
"I didn't wear it before. It is said that... I only wore it after seeing you..." the guide hesitated and said.
In fact, he also wanted to imitate Mao Sui and others in wearing hair crowns, which felt very stylish, but he did not dare to ask Mao Sui for them, and he was not like King Wusun who could make them himself.
He was just an ordinary person who was invited by the caravan because he was familiar with the surrounding environment and proficient in the languages of various countries around him.
"Steward, we have to prepare to give up the goods." After Lian An came back, he was silent for a moment, raised his head and said to Mao Sui.
After such a long battle, everyone in Zhao's army was injured and exhausted. Even if Wusun only sent a thousand energetic soldiers, Zhao's army was likely to be wiped out.
"Steward, Wusun seems to have sent someone over." The Dawan guide suddenly pointed forward and said.
Wusun, a great country in the Western Regions, was beaten by 500 people and took the initiative to send people to sue for peace, which once again refreshed the world view of Dawan guides.
Wusun is one of the most powerful countries in the Western Region, stronger than Dawan. He used to be full of awe of Wusun, but now he realizes that Wusun is so weak in front of a truly powerful country.
Thinking that he was now a guide hired by the State of Zhao, and his status was no longer the same as before, the Dawan guide gradually straightened his back and looked at the envoy sent by Wusun with a contemptuous look.
"Envoy Wusun has met all of you." Envoy Wusun looked at Mao Sui and Lian An, not knowing who was really in charge.
"What's the matter with King Wusun sending an envoy here?" Mao Sui asked in Wusun dialect, which was not very fluent.
"The king has said that as long as you surrender, I, Wusun, will not only forget the past, but also be willing to give you the best treatment, including land, cattle, sheep, concubines, and wealth." Wu said loudly.
"Actually, we don't want to continue fighting. If we can survive by surrendering, we will be happy, but you Wusun people are unfaithful and I don't believe you." Mao Sui said.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Wu Ziyuan didn't know what to say, so he asked.
"I need to meet with your king before I can join Wusun with confidence." Mao Sui said.
"Okay, I'll go back and report to the king." Wu said with fists in his hands, turned around and rode away.
"See me? Tell him that I promised him." King Wusun waved his hand and laughed.
I originally thought that not only would they offend Zhao, but they would also suffer heavy losses. Unexpectedly, this group of people was actually willing to join Wusun.
Wusun gained both people and wealth, and not only did his strength not suffer, but it actually increased.
As for the State of Zhao, I don’t know when it will be discovered that the caravan is gone, and then it will send people to investigate, and it will take a few years at least for the news to be sent back.
By then, Wusun may have unified the Western Regions and become a big country that can compete with Zhao!
And he will also become the wisest monarch in the history of Wusun, respected by future generations, and his incense will never end.
Thinking of this, King Wusun couldn't help but feel a little excited.
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"My foreign minister, Mao Sui, has met King Wusun." Mao Sui walked up to King Wusun and said with cupped hands.
"Sir, please get up quickly." King Wusun stood up quickly, walked quickly to Mao Sui, and helped him up, acting like a courteous corporal.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Sir, you have already met me. What do you think of me?" King Wusun opened his arms, turned around in front of Mao Sui, and said with a smile.
He looked like he was coming to praise me.
"The king has a majestic appearance, a face like a crown jade, and a courteous and virtuous corporal. He is a rare hero, but..." At this point, Mao Sui suddenly paused.
"Just what?" The happy King Wusun asked anxiously when Mao Sui stopped talking.
"It's just that the king shouldn't be so close to me." Mao Sui's expression suddenly changed, and he pulled King Wusun into his arms with his right hand. He pulled out the hairpin from his head with his left hand and pressed it against King Wusun's neck.
The sword had been taken away by King Wusun's guards when he came over, so he could only use the hairpin.
After confirming that King Wusun's strength had not reached the extraordinary level, Mao Sui felt completely relieved.
If King Wusun's strength is at the Transcendent Realm, then his plan has no chance of success. But King Wusun is only at the Gangyuan Realm like him and dares to get so close to him, so don't blame him.
"First... what are you doing, sir?" King Wusun was so frightened that his face turned pale, without a trace of blood, and he said tremblingly.
"I have no choice but to do this. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Mao Sui lowered the hairpin a little, and it had already touched King Wusun's skin. "Let them all step back."
"Why don't you join Wusun? Aren't you afraid of dying here?" Wusun asked with a gloomy face. An impulse emerged from deep in his heart, but he suppressed it after just a few breaths.
"If I surrender, I will not be able to see my ancestors even after I die, and my wife and children at home will be demoted as slaves. If I die in battle, the Zhao people will avenge me, and more than 600,000 Wusun people will be buried with me. The wife and children at home will receive pensions, and the children can go to school for free." Mao Sui said murderously.
King Wusun and others suddenly felt a chill coming from their backs.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me." King Wusun said quickly, "You still won't retreat."
"Your Majesty!" Wusun Xiang and Dalu Yiyan said loudly.
"Back off."
"Yes." Everyone looked at Mao Sui angrily, wishing to cut him into pieces, but when they saw King Wusun in his hand, they still had to retreat.
"They...have retreated." King Wusun whispered, rolling his eyes to see Mao Sui.
"Please also ask King Wusun to escort our Zhao Kingdom's caravan to leave. After leaving Wusun Kingdom, the foreign minister will release King Wusun back." Mao Sui said.
"Okay, I will listen to you." King Wusun said quickly.
"No one is allowed to follow. If anyone follows, I will kill King Wusun immediately. I have a humble life. Being able to be buried with the king of a country can be regarded as a glorious ancestor." Mao Sui widened his eyes and glared at Wusun Xiang and others. , retreating towards the back step by step.
When Lian An and others saw Mao Sui bringing King Wusun back, everyone was shocked.
"In my entire life, I have never admired anyone except the king. From now on, you, Mao Sui, will be the second one." Lian An sighed.
"Don't talk nonsense. He's left to you. Don't run away. Everyone removes their armor and bandages their wounds, and then we set off immediately." Mao Sui said coldly. His arms were a little numb after maintaining the same posture for so long.
"Don't worry, if he can escape from the general, the general will cut off his head and play it as a ball for you." Lian An grabbed King Wusun and laughed.
"If he runs away, all of us will be dead." Mao Sui glanced at Lian An.
ps: Mao Sui could no longer coerce the King of Chu, so the author had to give him a king.
