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

At this moment, Khabarov no longer dared to be arrogant. He immediately lowered his head and spoke a long string of words in his native language.

The interpreter beside him translated simultaneously: "Your Majesty, the powerful and noble King of Feng, the Russian Empire's previous offense against your sacred territory is an unforgivable mistake on our part."

"Please state the conditions. I am willing to repay Her Majesty the Queen and do everything possible to compensate your country for its losses. I also beg for your forgiveness."

"I only hope this can serve as an opportunity to restore the friendship and peace between our two countries."

Li Che nodded slightly, his tone indifferent: "Very good, this king also has this idea. The specific terms will be discussed with you later."

Khabarov was overjoyed when he heard this.

As long as Li Che doesn't continue to fight with the Russian Empire, he can do whatever he wants.

This Fengguo is too terrifying. He thought there were only a few flying monsters, but he didn't expect there were more than ten.

And these are just the ones that are on the surface. I wonder how many more have not been put down.

Not to mention all kinds of artillery.

The number of artillery pieces used in the parade alone far exceeded the total number of artillery pieces in the entire Russian Empire.

As for the other branches of the military in the parade, he had never even seen many of them.

If we encounter them on the battlefield, there will be no way to counter them. I am afraid that any of them will be able to destroy the army of the Ousi Empire.

This is an enemy that cannot be defeated. Even if the Russian Empire turns around and fights its old rivals in Europe, it must never come to the East again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your generosity and kindness!"

Khabarov was so excited that he leaned over and wanted to kiss Li Che's boots.

Li Che quickly moved away with a look of disgust on his face. He really couldn't understand the strange etiquette of these Baiyi people.

In Daqing, only dogs lick people's shoes for no reason.

After the military parade, envoys from various countries dispersed in a daze.

They had been frightened enough and needed time to digest the huge shock of what they saw today.

Li Che left Khabarov alone and brought him back to the solemn and dignified Fengtian Hall.

The treaty still needs to be signed. Feng State’s biggest enemy now is the rebels inside the Great Wall, so we must try our best to avoid fighting on two fronts.

This was the first time that Feng State signed a treaty with a foreign country. Li Che naturally attached great importance to it and summoned most of the civil and military officials in Fengtian City.

Khabarov stood alone in the center of the Fengtian Hall, feeling a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He originally thought it was just a secret treaty negotiation, but at this moment, the situation was far beyond his expectations.

The palace gate was not closed. Instead, civil and military officials of the Feng State, dressed in various official robes and military uniforms, continued to enter.

They were silent, and quickly found their positions on both sides of the imperial road according to their ranks, and cast sharp or scrutinizing eyes at him, the only foreigner in the scene.

However, within just a stick of incense, the originally empty hall was packed with people, and the murderous atmosphere almost condensed into substance.

The number of people in the hall has exceeded a hundred.

How does this look like a negotiation?

Khabarov's heart began to beat wildly, and cold sweat instantly soaked his inner clothes.

He was filled with terror and his mind was in a mess.

Didn’t King Feng already agree to peace talks?

Why summon so many officials?

Could it be... could it be that he is going to go back on his word?

He was going to drag this defeated general out and chop him off in front of the entire court as a sacrifice to the battle flag?!

Li Che sat high on the throne, frowning slightly.

He did order his ministers to witness the signing of the treaty as a sign of solemnity.

But he did not give the order to let so many people come.

The audience was packed with ministers, almost all the officials of Fengtian with different ranks were summoned.

However, unlike Khabarov's panic, Li Che was not at all panicked.

He completely trusted his subordinates, knowing that their actions must have hidden meanings and that they would never betray him.

Li Che cast his inquiring gaze towards the figure at the front of the civil service queue, who was always as steady as a mountain.

"Regular?" Li Che spoke slowly, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

Huo Duanxiao seemed to have anticipated that Li Che would ask this question.

He straightened his official robe and walked out slowly with a solemn expression.

He came to the center of the hall and bowed deeply to Li Che who was sitting on the throne.

"Your Highness." Huo Duanxiao's voice was serious and he deliberately slowed down his speech to ensure that every word could be heard clearly by everyone in the hall.

"I have something I don't understand, and I would like to ask Your Highness for your guidance."

Li Che said seriously: "Speak."

"Your Highness," Huo Duanxiao raised his head and looked at Li Che calmly, "With what status and capacity will we sign this treaty with the Russian Empire today?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the gazes of all the officials instantly became more intense, and they all focused on the throne.

Li Che's pupils shrank slightly, and he instantly understood the true intention of Huo Duanxiao and all the civil and military officials gathered here in the hall!

His expression couldn't help but become more solemn, and he leaned forward slightly: "Mr. Huo's intention is..."

Huo Duanxiao did not answer directly.

He knew that he should keep his words to a minimum.

The next words should be spoken by someone more qualified. My own words are not important enough and are not in accordance with etiquette.

He bowed deeply to Li Che again, then silently retreated to the front of the civil servants' queue and stood with his head bowed.

At the same time, an old minister with white hair and beard walked out from the crowd tremblingly.

It’s Qian Bin!

Li Che's enlightenment mentor, the undisputed number one in the Fengguo civil official system, the one with the most outstanding service in following the emperor, and his status in the Fengguo court is extremely transcendent.

The following words can only be spoken by this highly respected senior official!

Qian Bin walked slowly to the center of the hall and first adjusted his clothes and sleeves very solemnly.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the elderly minister knelt on his knees facing the throne and bowed down.

He kowtowed to Li Che with the utmost solemnity, his forehead resting deeply on the cold floor tiles.

Li Che's mood was quite complicated: "Master Qian..."

When Qian Bin raised his head again, tears were already streaming down his face:

"Your Majesty has suffered hardship, and the Dragon has passed away! The country has lost its master, and the world is falling apart. This is truly an unprecedented crisis since the founding of Daqing!"

"However, a country cannot be without a ruler for a day, and the world cannot be without a master for a day!"

"Your Highness is the heir appointed by the late Emperor. You bear the imperial seal and hold the legitimate imperial edict. You possess both military and civil skills, and the whole nation is united in your loyalty!"

The old minister's voice trembled, and every word was like a hammer, striking everyone's heart:

"Your old minister, Qian Bin, weeps and kowtows, even at the risk of his death, to beg—"

"For the sake of our country, for the sake of the people of the world, for the sake of our ancestors!"

"Your Highness, please... follow the will of Heaven and the people, discard your humble words, ascend the throne of Emperor, rightfully rule the country, and inherit the great throne!"

The old minister's words were sonorous and lingering.

The entire Fengtian Hall was eerily quiet.