The First Tyrant of Daxia

"What news?!" Qin Yun asked.

Fan Tong gritted his teeth and hurriedly replied: "As long as Your Majesty is willing to meet with the Emperor and Empress and reach a consensus, then this will not be a problem."

"Not only does your majesty not need to die, but he can also get what he wants."

Having said this, Qin Cifeng and others could no longer sit still and stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, we cannot trust everything the Fan family says. They must have some ulterior motive."

"That's right. I think you should think twice before you act."

Qin Yun took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and whispered: "How could I not know what Fanyin is planning? Otherwise, there would be no need to come to me."

"But there are some things that are above the interests of the Jurchens. I must figure them out!"

Hearing this, everyone was startled and frowned. Although they had many worries, they were speechless after hearing these words.

That is definitely the direction that Wang Min and her son will take if their interests are higher than the interests of the Jurchens.

Then, Qin Yun squatted down and twisted Fan Tong's neck like a chicken, and said with a scary look in his eyes: "Okay, I accept Fan Yin's request."

"But go back and tell her, if she dares to play tricks, if she dares to lie to me, then I will let her know what pain is!"

The cold voice made Fan Tong shudder, and he said in fear: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Your Majesty, rest assured. As long as we can reach an agreement, the matter regarding Wang Min and her son will not be a problem. The Empress also said that she does not want war anymore."

Qin Yun took a deep breath, suppressed his inner urgency, and said dully: "How do we meet?"

"I will give you one day at most, otherwise I will force you to get the information."

The army looked at each other in unison, and they were united in understanding that this situation was a race against time. If they delayed for half a day, it might bring in the Restoration Army.

By then, the situation will be much more complicated.

Fan Tong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded heavily: "Okay!"

"To show their sincerity, the Empress said that they could meet at noon tomorrow. Given the speed of the Great Xia army, it won't be difficult for them to reach Jincheng."

"But the meeting place must be in Jincheng!" After saying that, he subconsciously stepped back a little, as if he was afraid.

As expected, everyone was furious!

"fart!"

"Why in Jincheng!"

"Tell that bitch Fanyin to come and see my brother!"

bass!

Worse still, some people even drew their swords and shouted, "You treacherous Jurchen ministers have ulterior motives. You dare to let Your Majesty enter Jincheng. Are you seeking death?"

"Your Majesty, you cannot agree to this!"

For a moment, the crowd was excited. Thousands of soldiers surrounded him, looking terrifying and as if they wanted to eat Fan Tong.

This was not the first time Qin Yun had received such an invitation, but every time he encountered an ambush and plot.

He knew the danger better than anyone else, but the conditions set by Fanyin were an open conspiracy that strangled his lifeline, so even though he knew there was a tiger in the mountain, he had no choice but to go there.

Wang Min’s sensitive identity is very tricky, and it is also related to Xuan Yunzi’s twenty years of deduction of “Double Dragons Devouring Each Other”.

Furthermore, Fanyin determined to a certain extent the direction of the Restoration Army: destruction after extreme expansion, or stopping at the brink of disaster.

So this time, I must go.

"Quiet!" He raised his hand, his imperial aura terrifying.

The excited soldiers instantly shut up and fell silent.

"You can enter Jincheng, but I will bring troops into the city. I will give Fanyin a guarantee, and she must respond, otherwise this matter will be considered useless."

"And tomorrow morning, the Daxia army will directly attack the city!"

Hearing this, Fan Tong fell into hesitation and struggle.

"Show them away!" Qin Yun shouted upon seeing this. He was concerned about the whereabouts of Wang Min and her son, but that didn't mean he would allow himself to be manipulated.

"wait wait wait!"

"Your Majesty, okay, I agree on behalf of the Emperor and Empress, but I wonder how many troops you will bring?" Fan Tong asked tentatively.

It's just like going shopping on the street, you go back and forth and negotiate a price that both parties can accept.

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes, thinking that he must be fully prepared for this matter, so he quietly winked at the people around him.

And then, immediately!

"One hundred thousand!" Qin Ci shouted, his eyes bursting with flames, very powerful.

boom!

Fan Tong was frightened again and fell to the ground, his face changed, and he exclaimed: "My Lord, you might as well just attack the city!"

He thought to himself, what a joke, bringing a hundred thousand troops into the city, just stop talking, Jincheng belongs to you Daxia.

"Then it'll be 50,000. I'll give you a half-price discount. You have 80,000 people, and I from Daxia will only send 50,000 people. Isn't that enough to give you face?" Someone else snorted.

"No, absolutely not!" Fan Tong shook his head fiercely and said resolutely: "The Great Xia Iron Cavalry is famous throughout the world. My Golden City cannot stop 50,000 of them!"

Old Feng laughed sarcastically and said, "Didn't you say you would surrender? You also said that whoever enters Jincheng first will be the master. Now you are on guard again. What? Are you kidding? Take your words as farts!"

Fan Tong's face turned red and blue, and he tried to argue: "Yes, but the emperor and empress must consider the hundreds of thousands of people in Jincheng."

"We still need to discuss how to hand over the property. Besides, Your Majesty, don't you also want to know the whereabouts of Wang Min and her son?" He glanced at Qin Yun, who had been silent.

Qin Yun smiled contemptuously: "Then how many people do you think you can accept to enter the city?"

The problem was thrown to Fan Tong.

Suddenly, he froze, as if he was being roasted on fire, and became passive.

After all, if he said too little, he was afraid that Qin Yun would be unwilling and cancel the meeting, and he would resort to knife attack directly. If he said too much, he was afraid that something unexpected would happen tomorrow, and the Emperor and Empress would not be able to take the initiative in the negotiation.

He frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he raised a finger tremblingly and fearfully.

"one thousand."

puff!

Qin Ci and others couldn't even help but laugh out loud.

"Haha, the Jurchens who claim to be the rulers of the north are so cowardly!"

"Today is an experience!"

"You are a slave at heart. You don't even have the courage to face our Great Xia army!"

Fan Tong blushed, gritted his teeth and endured the ridicule and sarcasm from all sides: "We are just negotiating the handover so that Daxia can better take over the Jurchens. This is not a war negotiation."

"A thousand people... are enough." He himself spoke with a lack of confidence.

He immediately added: "But your majesty can have 180,000 troops to attack the gate, so are you still afraid that Jincheng will cheat you? Even if something happens to you, I'm afraid the entire Jincheng will be buried with you, right?"

"Humph!" Qin Ci snorted coldly, looking at him with cold and contemptuous eyes: "The lives of all of you in Jincheng are not worth the life of my brother!"

"That's right, one thousand people. Dream on!"

"not see!"

"Let's settle the matter on the battlefield. Fan Yin cannot represent the Jurchens!"

Hearing this, Fan Tong's face turned grim and he stood there frozen, not knowing what to do.

He wanted to threaten him, but he was really afraid. After all, it seemed that everyone who threatened Daxiazi was dead.

Qin Yun pondered for a while, and seeing that the time was ripe, he finally stood up and made the final decision.