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

Yelu He's consciousness gradually emerged from the dark abyss and he felt a severe headache.

He tried to move his fingers, but only felt a numbing tingling.

Are you still alive?

How long has this been a coma?

Was Xiangping City saved?

He tried hard to open his eyes, and every attempt was accompanied by a sharp pain. Finally, they slowly opened a crack.

Yeluhe saw a vague outline, and heard a majestic voice beside his ear:

"He's so lucky that he can even survive tetanus on his own? Mr. Hua, is this guy still in danger of death?"

The voice was calm and dignified without anger, sounding like that of a person who had been in a high position for a long time.

Is it the Khan? No, the Khan doesn't sound that young.

Yelu He's vision slowly focused, and he finally saw the person standing beside the bed, and was stunned.

He was a young man wearing a suit of goose feather armor embroidered with dragon patterns. He had a handsome face and looked extremely noble.

Yelu He's mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

This dress...

He's from Qing! And his status is definitely not low, he might even be the King of Feng!

Hearing Li Che's words, Hua Changan beside him quickly explained: "It may not be tetanus, perhaps just an ordinary sore. This person is much stronger than ordinary people, and he just needs to recuperate."

Upon hearing this, Li Che raised his long, thin eyebrows handsomely.

He didn't die. It seems that adding only rusty iron pieces to the grenade is not very reliable. The mortality rate needs to be improved.

Maybe you can add some other ingredients, such as mercury, arsenic, aconite, etc.

Unfortunately, Northeast China is too far away from South China. I heard there is a plant called "Anthrax strychnos nux vomica" there...

Yelu He remained silent, not knowing what the extremely handsome Prince Feng was thinking at the moment.

But he knew very well that the fact that Prince Feng appeared before him meant that Xiangping City had fallen and the Khitan army had lost.

I suddenly felt disheartened, thinking that I had let down the Khan's high hopes.

But then I heard the young man slowly say:

"It's just right. Now that you're awake, come and see. Your Khan has sent an envoy. Come and see if he's willing to pay for your ransom."

Li Che waved his hand, and several soldiers came forward and carried Yelu He onto a stretcher.

They arrived at the government office and the soldiers entered through the back door.

When Yelu He opened his eyes again, there were several more people around him.

He looked around and was suddenly shocked.

They were all leaders and small chiefs of the Yuling, Rilian and Pijie tribes, and they were basically familiar faces.

Yeluhe was surprised and asked: "How come you also..."

He was halfway through his words when a Fengtian Army soldier stepped forward and sternly interrupted him: "Shut up!"

Seeing that the Khitan generals were all covered in dust and trembled in fear when the soldiers scolded them, Yelu He immediately realized that they had also been captured.

I was even more shocked. How was this war fought? How did the generals of these big tribes get captured?

"The Khitan envoys come to the emperor—"

Yelu He turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from, but his sight was blocked by a thick curtain.

Only then did he realize that he should be in the Xiangping City Government Office, and in front of the curtain was the government office lobby.

The Khitans were defeated in this battle, and the Khan sent envoys to seek peace, with himself and these people being used as bargaining chips.

Li Che looked at the Khitan envoys prostrating themselves respectfully on the ground, and his thoughts went back to a few months ago.

The Khitan envoys at that time were so arrogant that they even dared to call themselves the Liao Kingdom in Chaoyang City. They were blowing their noses and glaring at others in the lobby, and they only behaved themselves after their noses were cut off.

But what about now? They no longer call themselves the Great Liao, nor do they hold their heads high and chests puffed out. Instead, they stick their butts out high, bury their noses deep, and look as docile as a dog.

I'm afraid that even the Khitan envoys who went to Daqing to pay tribute were not so docile and obedient.

Therefore, the barbarians fear power but not virtue. If you want to make them behave themselves, you still have to use swords and guns, rather than the so-called words of saints to educate them.

The words of a sage are meant for good people. The Khitans are neither good nor evil, and sometimes they are not even human beings...

"Get up," Li Che said nonchalantly, "What does Yelu Dahe want to discuss with me?"

The envoy straightened up, but still didn't dare to stand up. He could only kneel on the ground and replied:

"The Khitan are no match for the Fengtian army. The Great Khan is sincerely convinced and has come to ask for peace from His Royal Highness the Prince of Feng."

"Once the war breaks out, not only will it cost the people money and manpower, but it will also plunge the soldiers and civilians of both countries into dire straits. Your Highness, please be merciful and forgive the Khitan's offense, and reconcile the two countries."

Li Che sneered upon hearing this, pointed at the man, and said to the generals around him: "I think this man is a fake Khitan envoy."

The envoy was shocked and asked, "Why do you say that, Your Highness?"

"If you're not an imposter, why are you saying such crazy things?" Li Che's face turned cold. "Did I start the war?"

"My Feng State and you Khitan have nothing to do with each other, yet you sent cavalry to attack my Feng State mines and massacre civilians! I was forced to fight back in self-defense!"

"You're still feeling wronged, as if you're the victims. How shameless!!"

"This..." the envoy hurriedly explained, "This was Mokunye's own decision. The Khan has never ordered an attack on your country's mines. Your Highness, please understand this."

"Don't tell me so much. I don't care whose idea it was!" Li Che waved his hand. "I only saw the people who died under your Khitan Wolf Riders. They were the people of my country!"

The messenger remained silent.

I knew this mission would be difficult, but I didn't expect that King Feng of Daqing would be even more powerful than I imagined.

He organized his words and pleaded, "Your Highness, the Khitans were indeed at fault in this matter, but you have already captured two cities and defeated our army of over 100,000, resulting in countless casualties."

"The Khitan suffered heavy losses, far exceeding those suffered by your own people. Is this price sufficient to atone for your sins?"

"Not enough!" Li Che shook his head indifferently. "I once said that the people of Daqing are naturally precious! The life of a Daqing citizen must be exchanged for the lives of at least a hundred Khitans!"

"So far, you have killed at least tens of thousands of Daqing people outside the Great Wall!"

"I don't know how good you Khitans are at math. If you can't figure it out, I can help you calculate how many lives will be needed to avenge this blood feud!"

The envoy's face was pale. Even if he was not good at math, he knew that this was definitely an astronomical figure, a number that could not be filled even if all the Khitan people died.

Amidst the terror, his remaining rationality told him that the King of Feng probably did not want to kill all the Khitans, otherwise the Fengtian Army would not have stopped.

"We can pay compensation. The Khan said that if you are willing to withdraw your troops, the Khitan will pay the price."

"Oh?" Li Che's tone softened instantly. "Yelü Dahe is still reasonable. Tell me, what price are you willing to pay?"

The envoy quickly replied, "The Great Khan is willing to cede the cities of Xiangping and Guangning and their surrounding lands, recognize them as Fengguo territory, and bind the Khitans to never set foot there."

"We are willing to do our best to compensate Fengguo for the losses incurred during this expedition by sending cattle, sheep, horses, and other livestock as a gift."

Li Che sneered, "I took these two cities with my own ability, why should I ask you to give them to me? You're just taking off your pants and farting!"

"As for our military losses, they should have been your responsibility. How can this be considered compensation? Your Khan is not sincere!"

"Sincerely, sincerely." The envoy wiped the sweat from his forehead, waved his hand, and signaled the entourage behind him to carry the things up.

"To show his sincerity, the Khan has beheaded the family of the Xiangping City garrison commander and asked me to send the heads to Your Highness as a token of my Khitan friendship and amicable spirit."

thump--

Just as the voice fell, before Li Che said anything, a strange sound suddenly came from behind the curtain at the back of the lobby.

Then, there was a roar as loud as a wild beast.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The curtain was suddenly pulled open, and the pale-faced Yelu He stumbled into the hall. His scarlet eyes swept over and finally landed on the box behind the Khitan envoy.

He was a little bit unbelievable, and couldn't help but slow down his pace and walked over closely.

His knees gave way and he collapsed to the floor, shoving the lid of the box open.

Dozens of heads sealed with lime came into his sight. Those faces that were once full of life had now become pale and empty.

Yeluhe reached out tremblingly and took out a head.

Tears burst out of his eyes like a flood, and he couldn't help but let out a heart-wrenching wail.

"Father, Mother..."

"Grandpa, grandma..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Why is it so! Why is it so!"

"Although I was defeated, I never surrendered. What crime have I committed, and what crime have my family committed?"

Yelu He suddenly stood up, clenched his fists, and his nails dug deep into his flesh, almost bleeding.

He cast a cold look at the Khitan envoy standing beside him.

The Khitan envoy suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He never expected that even after Xiangping City fell, Yelu He was still alive.

"Yelü Daha! Khitan!" Yelu He squeezed out a few words from his throat.

Taking advantage of the Khitan envoy's unpreparedness, he pounced forward and grabbed the other's neck.

"Give me back my parents' lives! Give me back my entire family's lives!"

Yelu He, who was so weak that he couldn't get up a second ago, now suddenly found strength from nowhere and pressed the Khitan envoy so hard that he couldn't get up at all, and he had to struggle desperately.

The Fengtian Army generals in the hall turned a blind eye to this, while the Khitan surrendered generals in the rear had sad faces and could not help but feel sympathy for the victim.

What did Yelu He do wrong? He was just seriously injured and captured, but his heart was still loyal.

But the almighty Khan actually killed his entire family for this.

As for them, some of them surrendered voluntarily on the battlefield.

What would the Khan do to their families? I dare not even think about it!

Li Che watched coldly until the envoy was about to be strangled to death, then he waved to Hu Qiang who was standing beside him.

Hu Qiang rushed forward in two steps, grabbed the crazy Yelu He, and separated him from the Khitan envoy.

The envoy squatted on the ground and took deep breaths. After a while, he vomited violently and almost vomited out his internal organs.

In a daze, I heard the young Prince Feng say:

"I accept this gift. The Fengtian Army will not advance north again. Both sides should cease fighting for now."

The envoy endured the pain and stood up to express his gratitude, but saw a smile flash in the young prince's eyes.

Turning his head to look behind him, he saw more than a dozen Khitan faces looking at him with grief and resentment.

He suddenly woke up and wondered why Li Che, who had refused to give up money, cattle and sheep, was suddenly so generous.

This gift is the heart of the surrendered Khitan general!