Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

The specific date for the negotiations between the two parties was set on January 6, and the specific negotiation location was in Beiyuan Town, less than 15 kilometers away from Songyuan City.

On January 101, Su Zhengyang and Jiang Yanlin rushed to Beiyuan Town under the close protection of the Dragon God Special Forces, while the 101st Division of the First Army of the Northwest Revolutionary Army moved north to garrison less than five kilometers away from Beiyuan Town. If any accident occurred on Su Zhengyang's side, the main force of the st Division would enter the scene as quickly as possible to protect Su Zhengyang's safety.

On Miura Uchie's side, he brought with him a full division of guard troops, which was enough to show Fuso's current fear of Su Zhengyang.

In Beiyuan Town, in the courtyard where the original town government office is located, a charcoal fire was burning in the main hall. On a three-meter-long rectangular conference table, Su Zhengyang, Jiang Yanlin, Liu Chengxu, Gao Jibang and others were sitting on the left. A quarter of an hour later, Miura Uchie, accompanied by Fujiwara Yoshi, one of the deputy commanders in charge of logistics of the Kwantung Army, and Watanabe Yunxiu, deputy minister of state of the Fuso Cabinet, slowly walked into the conference room.

The moment Sanpu Neijiang entered the conference room, he forced a kind smile and extended his right hand towards Su Zhengyang.

"It has been a year since we last met in Shanghai. I didn't expect Councillor Su to still be as charming as ever. He is a representative of the younger generation in Northern Frontier. His reputation is truly worthy of praise."

Su Zhengyang's face was calm, and he was not at all disturbed by Sanpu Neijiang's deliberate flattery. He picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip, completely ignoring Sanpu Neijiang who stretched out his right hand in front of him, bowed slightly, and looked a little humble.

"Baga! China has been a country of etiquette since ancient times. How could such a rebellious person like you appear? Didn't you see that our Lord Sanpu personally greeted you? Such an action is really too rude! It brings shame to the entire Northern Frontier!"

Behind Miura Uchie, Watanabe Yunxiu, who was coming to China for the first time, had an extremely ugly expression on his face and couldn't help but jump up and down and curse.

In his opinion, our cabinet ministers are willing to give you face as a Chinese and extend their hands to you so politely. It would be fine if you didn't respond humbly and enthusiastically, but you actually dared to ignore us. You are so audacious!

China has always been in a weak position, constantly bullied by the great powers, and signed countless unequal treaties. In the eyes of most of Fuso's important officials, China is nothing but a backward indigenous country and has no qualifications to challenge Fuso.

Watanabe Yunxiu, who had never been to China in person, naturally could not tolerate this insult, especially the sarcasm in Su Zhengyang's eyes that was revealed intentionally or unintentionally, which made Watanabe Yunxiu completely unable to suppress his anger.

Su Zhengyang stood up and picked up the teacup, and a cup of boiling hot tea was poured out in an instant, splashing all over Watanabe Yunxiu's head and face. She screamed from the scalding, and several white blisters appeared on her face visibly.

Su Zhengyang looked at Watanabe Yunxiu coldly and said slowly: "First of all, you have to understand that you Fusang are begging us for peace talks as a defeated nation. Secondly, this is our Chinese land, and we won't allow a bow-legged dwarf like you to act so presumptuously!"

"If you don't want to talk, get out of here right now. If you want to talk, you better keep your tail between your legs!"

Watanabe Yunxiu, who had an extremely high status in the country and was treated with the highest courtesy wherever he went, could not tolerate this humiliation. He immediately screamed and tried to pounce on Su Zhengyang.

Li Yunlong, who was standing behind Su Zhengyang, immediately revealed his murderous intent. He kicked Watanabe Yunxiu on the calf, knocking him over. At the same time, he pulled out his pistol and put the muzzle of the gun against Watanabe Yunxiu's forehead.

Looking at Li Yunlong's cold eyes that were emotionless and full of murderous intent, Watanabe Yunxiu was horrified and swallowed the curse that was about to come out of his mouth.

While cursing Watanabe, a guy who was always causing trouble, Sanpu Neijiang said to Su Zhengyang, "Member Su, as the saying goes, when two armies are fighting, they don't kill the messengers. I came to negotiate with you with great sincerity today. Do you have to make things so ugly right from the start?"

Su Zhengyang sneered, "We have a saying in China: when friends come, we have wine; when jackals come, we have hunting rifles. Your follower has been rude to me since he came in. He has no idea where he should be. I don't know why Mr. Miura brought such a brainless person to negotiate with me."

"Aaron, you dare to speak rudely and speak nonsense in our territory. You must pay a price. Just give him a finger."

"Yes, Commander!"

Li Yunlong pulled out a gleaming dagger from his waist, with a ferocious smile on his face, and slashed with the knife, directly cutting off the thumb of Watanabe's right hand. Blood gushed out immediately, and Watanabe let out a shrill scream and fainted completely.

The huge noise attracted the guards of Miura Uchie who were guarding outside. Dozens of Fuso soldiers rushed in with rifles, but were immediately disarmed by the soldiers of the Dragon God Special Forces. The atmosphere between the two sides began to become tense.

Miura Uchie was so angry that he was shaking all over. Even though he had already prepared himself mentally and knew that Su Zhengyang was an extremely difficult person, he couldn't help but get angry at this moment.

Su Zhengyang's series of arrogant actions simply showed that he did not treat him, the Fuso Cabinet Minister, as a human being.

Seeing that a large-scale conflict was about to occur between the Fuso Guard and the Dragon God Special Forces outside the town office, Su Zhengyang looked at Miura Uchie with a faint smile.

"Mr. Miura, do you think we should start the negotiations right away, or let our men fight each other first before getting down to business?"

After a moment of silence, Miura Uchie clenched his teeth and spoke in half-baked Chinese: "The reason why Watanabe suffered such torture is because he said something he didn't want to think about. He deserves the blame. We in Fuso will not pursue this matter. We should start negotiations quickly and stop wasting time."

Miura Uchie knew clearly that Su Zhengyang just wanted to give them a warning so as to take the initiative in the negotiations. Watanabe, this brainless idiot, just gave Su Zhengyang an excuse. If they continued to pester him, no one knew what unexpected actions this madman Su Zhengyang would take.

"Okay, then let's get straight to the point of negotiation. Weimin, serve tea to Fuso's guests!"

As Miura Uchie and Fujiwara Yoshi took their seats, the negotiations officially began. On the Northern Expedition Corps side, everyone including Jiang Yanlin felt a sense of satisfaction that penetrated their bodies. Su Zhengyang's tough attitude of not giving the Japanese any face and doing whatever he wanted made them feel extremely comfortable.

"Congressman Su, first of all, I want to make it clear that since the Shuiqing Empire, our Kwantung Army has obtained the legal right to station troops and occupy the two places of Baizhou and Xingzhou in the northeast. The Liaodong Treaty signed with the Shuiqing Empire has extremely detailed clauses. The North Expedition Corps launched an attack on the Fuso-occupied areas of Baizhou and Xingzhou, which is undoubtedly a violation of the Liaodong Treaty and a breach of contract."