Chapter 881: War Book

"Report..."
　　 Chuan ordered the soldiers to come outside the big tent quickly: "Enlighten the Marshal, the Aurora Envoy is asking for a meeting outside the big camp."
　　 Xiao Yan, who was sitting after the big case of rhinoceros wood, showed a strange color in his eyes, and said: "Ring the drums together...to send the messenger again."
　　咚咚咚咚!
　　 The vigorous and heavy drum sound rang.
　　 The chief-level generals gathered in the handsome account for the first time.
　　 "Bring the messenger."
　　 Xiao Yan said.
　　 "Bring the messenger..."
　　 "Bring the messenger..."
　　 Orders passed on.
For a moment, I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in the Aurora Empire's "Lingxueming Light Armor", walking steadily, with a firm face, under the gaze of countless steel knives and blades of hatred, one step One step slowly into the big account.
　　 "Yu Rongruo of the Aurora Empire, I've seen Marshal Xiao Yan."
　　 The middle-aged man clasped his fists slightly, which is considered a salute, neither humble nor overbearing.
boom!
　　 "I saw my boss, don't you kneel down?"
　　Leftwing Guard Commander Lou Shanguan slapped him on the table in front of him, his eyes widened and shouted sharply.
　　 Yu Rongruo glanced at him calmly, and said faintly: "I am the general of the Aurora Empire. If I don't kneel down on the Marshal of the Beihai Empire, wouldn't it be right?"
　　 "Presumptuous."
　　 Loushanguan shouted.
　　 He had the traditional hatred of the Northern Navy for the Aurora Empire, and with a clang, he drew out the long sword from his waist, the sword overflowed, and the sword was cold.
　　 In the handsome account, suddenly the murderous circulation.
　　 The atmosphere turned sharply.
　　 Yu Rongruo didn’t change his face, and said indifferently: "So in your Beihai people’s handsome account, are you so inferior? The coach has not spoken, and the little lieutenant, dare to yell?"
　　 Grand Marshal Xiao Yan waved his hand and motioned to Loushan to sit down.
　　 "What are you doing here?"
　　 Xiao Yan slowly said.
　　 Yu Rongruo smiled slightly.
　　 His expression was calm and his tone was real, and he said slowly.
"The two countries fought, and the sacrifices were ordinary soldiers. Since the beginning of the war, you and our country have each had hundreds of thousands of sergeants. They have fallen on the battlefield. They are bleeding thousands of miles and bones everywhere, not to mention that this is still in your North Sea Empire. Fighting on the land, the city is burned, the land is burned, I believe you don’t want to see..."
"My marshal is kind and compassionate to the soldiers of the two countries. He does not want to commit more killings. Therefore, there is a better proposal. On the cliff of falling stars, we will conduct the [Heaven and Death] and win three in five rounds to determine the national destiny... "
　　 "If the North Sea Empire wins, my Aurora Empire will immediately retreat and return to Yangchuan Province. If my Aurora Empire wins, your North Sea Empire will completely cede Yangchuan Province... I wonder if Marshal Xiao, can you have this courage?"
　　 Yu Rongruo said, unfolding his palms, and took out the scarlet war book covered with the jade seal of the Emperor of the Aurora Empire, and put his hands on his chest: "Please look at the old Marshal Xiao."
"what?"
　　 "The heavens are fighting to death?"
　　 "Bah, Yangchuan province was originally part of my Beihai Empire..."
　　 "Is this a gamble on national luck?"
　　 "Hehe, it's ridiculous. If you want to bet on the national fortune, show sincerity, and if you want to bet, use the Luonan province of your Aurora Empire as a bet."
　　 "Take the province of my North Sea Empire as a block, yuck, I can tell you the truth."
　　 Within the handsome account, all the generals were immediately filled with righteous indignation, murderously glaring at Yu Rongruo.
　　These generals are all powerful men in a hundred battles, iron-blooded generals who walked from the pile of dead people, full of evil spirits and shocks, all directed at one person, the pressure is definitely not the ordinary martial arts powerhouse can bear.
　　 However, Yu Rongruo is quite calm, with a faint smile on his face.
　　 General Marshal Xiao Yan nodded in praise.
　　 If Yu Rong is a warrior, he is a talent.
　　 The existence of the Aurora Empire is much longer than that of the Beihai Empire. It has a larger territory and a larger population. It is reasonable to have some heroic and brave generations.
　　 There are many characters like Yu Rongruo in the Aurora Empire.
　　 An empire that has existed for hundreds of years, at any time, should not be underestimated.
　　 "The book of war, this handsome took it."
Xiao Yan got up, stretched out his hand, took the Scarlet War Book volley into his hand, did not open it, and said, "But we have to talk about the conditions again. You should go back first. Once we have formulated the conditions, we will send an envoy. Go to Starlight City to discuss again."
　　 Yu Rongruo smiled faintly, bowed his hands, and turned to leave.
　　……
　　……
　　 Pope’s tent.
　　 The temperature is good and the humidity is good.
　　 The Pope is wearing a bathrobe and eating.
　　 Coach Xiao Yan visited.
"what?"
　　 Lin Beichen threw a piece of preserved fruit in his mouth, and said: "Five games and three wins [Heavens and Deaths]? Haha, is it the courage Liang Jingru gave them?"
　　 Who is Liang Jingru?
　　 The old Marshal Xiao Yan was stunned, and he didn't think of the ghostwriter of these three characters, so he gave up and asked: "I think the pope is in my opinion, do you agree to this, or not?"
　　 "Of course I agree."
　　 Lin Beichen said authentically without hesitation.
　　 Why don’t you agree to such a good thing?
　　The problem that can be solved by general warfare does not require ordinary soldiers to fight again.　　 Everyone is raised by their parents.
　　 Under the premise of having a choice, there should no longer be such a passionate swordsman as Han lives up to fall on the battlefield.
Xiao Yan sternly reminded: "Under the crown of the Pope, this matter should not be taken carelessly. The Aurora Empire will not know the result of the God War in the Kingdom of Heaven, and the process of the war against the gods outside the capital, but dare to propose such a bet. , There must be something to rely on..."
　　 Lin Beichen opened his mouth, peeled Qianqian's green grapes and swallowed them into his mouth, and said, "You mean, they still have hidden cards in their hands?"
Xiao Yan said: "Aurora Empire [First Marksman] Su Dingfang, as well as several archbishops of the Temple of Feathers, as well as the Pope, are all celestial powers that cannot be underestimated. They have already arrived in Starlight City. In addition, it is said that there are others. Several celestial beings from the Temple of Feathers are already on their way."
　　 The Favored?
　　 God upper body please?
　　 They want to use the power of the gods of Lord Feather Arrow to win?
　　 Lin Beichen smiled.
　　 These are the rest of his play.
　　 Besides, he hadn't seen the power of the gods.
He even beheaded the gods like Thousand Grass God, who had more than 17 million fans, and the Feather Arrow God had about 98.87 million fans. According to Lin Beichen’s not superficial knowledge of theology, a surrender can make the gods at most. The favored one gains one-tenth of the power of the gods, which means that the favored one can only have the power of 10 million fans...
　　 Can you hang it directly?
　　NO-CARE!
Xiao Yan said again: "In addition, there is another possibility. The Aurora people proposed three wins in five rounds. They were afraid that they knew that you would take a shot under the crown of the Pope. If you win three rounds in one game, you can win a big win."
Lin Beichen got up and let out a standard villain's ghost laugh, and said: "Wow, haha, Tian Ji horse racing, how can I not be wary of things like that, hahaha, Mr. Xiao, you can just rest assured to make arrangements, and the conditions are harsher. Leave it to me."
　　 With Lin Beichen's words, Xiao Yan was completely relieved.
　　 "In that case, the handsome guy knows what to do."
　　 Old Marshal Xiao got up, and after saluting respectfully, he turned and left the big tent.
　　 Lin Beichen suddenly sighed depressed.
　　 The so-called high places are very cold.
　　 I think at the beginning, when he was just a well-known brain-disabled, he could still have a nice drink with the old man Xiao. Now he is the pope, but the over 100-year-old old man has to be respectful to himself.
　　 Fortunately, those beautiful and charming girls, when they saw themselves, they were not like this.
Wow ha ha ha ha.
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