We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

After a moment's silence, Jin Shiqing finally let out his breath.

"Please come in, Your Excellency." Jin Shiqing gestured inside.

Zhuge Zhe walked slowly into the government office holding a banner, while Yue Yun followed behind him with a gun and a sword at his hip.

The guards on both sides immediately stood up to stop Yue Yun. Yue Yun glared at him, and murderous aura shot out as if it were tangible.

"No... weapons... allowed."

The guard felt as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast and felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

"Forget it, let him in." Jin Shiqing said.

The guards then retreated tremblingly and let him go.

Zhuge Zhe walked into the government office, looked around, and then found a seat to sit down.

Yue Yun stood behind him like a personal bodyguard, his eyes sweeping across the entire inner hall with a sinister look.

Jin Shiqing waved his hand and asked his subordinates to prepare tea. He walked to the main seat and sat down. Then he slowly said:

"What business has the Prince of Ninggu sent your envoy here for?"

Zhuge Zhe smiled and said, "Your army is causing trouble in my territory. Aren't you going to give my king an explanation?"

"What do you want to explain?" Jin Shiqing gritted his teeth.

Zhuge Zhe took the tea handed to him by the servant, first smelled the fragrance of the tea, and then took a sip, showing his elegance.

Then he said slowly:

"First, Goryeo must compensate our Ninggu Army for the losses in food and money, soldiers' pensions, and weapons consumed.

Second, my king is kind and magnanimous. The captured Korean soldiers can be redeemed at a price of fifty kilograms of food and fodder per person.

Third, Andong City can also be returned to you, but you need to redeem it with money, food and supplies of equal value.

Fourth, the Ninggu Commandery and the Goryeo Kingdom signed a non-aggression pact, with the Yalu River as the boundary, and both sides withdrew their troops. From then on, any thieves or fugitives who crossed the border would not be allowed to hide.

Fifth, border cities between the two countries should remain as normal; no border forts should be built, and no troops should be stationed there.

Zhuge Zhe put down his teacup and said calmly, "As long as the King of Goryeo agrees to these five points, my king will withdraw his troops and make peace, and the war between the two sides will cease."

These five requirements were all proposed by Li Che, and to be honest, they are very harsh.

Zhuge Zhe felt that any normal monarch would not agree to this.

As expected, Jin Shiqing glared at him, his face red and his neck thick with anger:

"Absolutely not! You were the ones who attacked us first, and we're supposed to compensate you for your losses. That's not right!"

Zhuge Zhe sighed to himself.

Indeed, he also felt that this was a bit unreasonable, and he didn't know how His Highness could come up with such an excessive condition.

Little did people know that these seemingly excessive treaties were actually signed by the Qing Dynasty during that humiliating period of history in later generations, and the Qing Dynasty was even grateful for it.

At this moment, the literati of Daqing were deeply poisoned by extreme Confucianism.

Believe that a great country should have style and convince others with reason.

It was just like the cowardly Song Dynasty in the previous life. If they lost the war, they had to pay annual tribute to the Liao Kingdom. If they won the war, they had to pay annual tribute as well. They had no respect at all.

Li Che naturally couldn't stand this. A defeated country should act like a defeated country. If he didn't strip Goryeo of its skin, he would be sorry for the soldiers who died on the battlefield.

Although he disagreed in his heart, Zhuge Zhe remained expressionless:

"His Highness also said that if you do not agree to these conditions, there are other solutions."

"What method?" Jin Shiqing asked, suppressing his anger.

Zhuge Zhe's face was cold. "My royal army is dispatching. The Ninggu Army and General Yang Zhongsi's National Defense Army will march south together. We will also contact Silla and Baekje to send troops. We will break through your defenses and attack your capital, Kaesong!"

Kaesong was the capital of Goryeo.

Although it is the capital, the territory of Goryeo is very small, and Kaesong is actually not far from the border.

"How dare you!" Jin Shiqing was about to explode with anger. "I, Goryeo, still have 200,000 troops and countless strong cities and fortresses. Can you, Daqing, break through the Yalu River?"

"Then there's no need for your concern," Zhuge Zhe said calmly. "Your Highness's order to us is to keep fighting. You can fight as long as you want!"

"Fight until the last Ninggu Army soldier is killed, and until you, Goryeo, are completely depleted of ammunition and food. This is the end of the war!"

"You, you, you..." Jin Shiqing was furious and pointed at Zhuge Zhe, unable to speak.

Zhuge Zhe didn't care and continued, "After all, our Ninggu Commandery is just a vassal state of Daqing. Even if we perish together with your Goryeo Kingdom, it's worth it!"

Zhuge Zhe's eyes were calm, and his tone was still calm and unhurried, but he said extremely cruel words.

It didn't sound like there was any intimidation or threat at all, but rather it was stating a fact, making Jin Shiqing feel that the other party really wanted to do it.

He stared at Zhuge Zhe as if he were a monster.

This Prince Ninggu of Daqing is a complete lunatic!

Are they really that ruthless? They're going to burn themselves to the ground, fighting Goryeo to the bitter end!

If it were other countries, they would not be afraid of such threats. After all, the game between the superiors emphasizes win-win rather than mutual destruction.

But the Goryeo people were different. They feared power but not virtue, and would only respond to hard tactics and not soft ones.

Given the current situation in Goryeo, if Li Che really fought them to the death, Silla and Baekje in the rear would definitely not wait and see.

They have long been eyeing Goryeo and will certainly attack from the rear and take advantage of Goryeo.

By then, Goryeo would be attacked from all sides and might even be destroyed.

Jin Shiqing let out a long sigh: "Prince Ninggu's conditions are too rude. This general cannot respond to you."

"Please rest here for a few days, Your Excellency. I will send someone to report to His Majesty and ask for His Majesty's judgment."

Zhuge Zhe narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay."

He was very unhappy that the King of Goryeo called himself His Majesty.

But Zhuge Zhe knew the importance of this trip. The purpose of this trip was to cut a piece of meat from the Kingdom of Goryeo. He would not bother with them about such a trivial matter as the king's title.

"But please remember, my king has only given me five days. If I haven't returned to report after five days, the king's master will be here in an instant."

Jin Shiqing bowed with a grim expression and turned away.

Zhuge Zhe stayed here for three days.

Three days later, the decree from the King of Goryeo arrived.

As Li Che expected, when he put on a crazy attitude as if he was ready to fight to the death, the Koreans, who only responded to tough measures, finally backed down.

The King of Goryeo agreed to all five conditions, with only a few minor changes:

"First, we can agree to compensate your army, but Yang Zhongsi's Huan Guo army was not previously part of the Daqing army, so we cannot compensate them for their losses.

Second, we can only redeem 10,000 captured soldiers, and the price per person must be reduced to 30 kilograms of food and fodder.

Third, we are willing to buy back Andong City, but the price cannot be too outrageous, and your army must not deliberately damage it when withdrawing.

4. We have no objection to the non-aggression treaty.

Fifth, we will not be the first to station troops on the border in the future, but the cities and forts that have already been built cannot be demolished."

Jin Shiqing put down the imperial edict with a pale face and asked, "Your Excellency, is this feasible?"

Zhuge Zhe stroked his beard, smiled, and nodded: "Good."