Fish swimming around the world

It was also the first time for Jiang Fan to see the Hunxie King, known as the Old Jackal of the Prairie.

Although he is not young, his sinister triangular eyes are sinister and sinister, which still makes people panic when looking at him.

Ever since Jiang Fan came in, he had been staring at him, exuding a terrifying aura.

However, for Jiang Fan, there was no pressure on things like momentum. He casually and relaxedly greeted Batulu, sat down cross-legged opposite King Hunxie, and poured himself a drink.

For a full tea time, no one spoke. Even Batulu stared at Jiang Fan. Although his expression seemed normal, his behavior clearly showed deep hostility. The atmosphere was oppressive and tense.

Suddenly, a tall young man next to King Hunxie stood up angrily and pointed at Jiang Fan: "Chinese people! Are you afraid of losing your life if you dare to come to our grassland?"

Of course, Meng Yi would not be used to it, and he shouted: "You are outrageous! Who do you think you are, dare to talk nonsense? Your father and your eldest brother are crazier than you, weren't they killed by me?"

Jiang Fan also understood that this was the second son of the leader of the Maru tribe and now the new leader of the Maru tribe.

"Meng Yi!" The young man obviously knew him: "Kill my father and brother. Today happens to be my prince's revenge!"

Meng Yi looked up to the sky and laughed: "Manier, you are just a great martial artist, but I don't take you seriously at all."

Manier directly pulled out his scimitar and pointed it at Meng Yi: "I want to challenge you!"

How could Meng Yi tolerate him, "Okay, I'll send you down to reunite with them."

Mani'er roared angrily and turned to look at King Hunxie: "Your Majesty, please witness that I challenge this Chinese madman!"

King Hunxie's triangular eyes rolled slightly: "...challenge, according to the rules of our barbarians, is allowed, but today the God of War is here to preside over the negotiations, it is not the right time."

Manier immediately turned to Batulu: "Great God of War, please grant Manier's challenge!"

Batulu looked as usual and just looked at Jiang Fan: "The rules of the prairie people are that men are not allowed to evade challenges. But... you are not my barbarian warriors, so don't pay attention."

Jiang Fan didn't look at Manier from beginning to end. At this moment, he slowly put down his wine glass and looked up at Batulu.

"In the prairie rules, is there anyone who doesn't say anything and the dog barks first?"

"You! Arrogant!" Manier was furious.

Meng Yi roared, and his momentum suddenly rose up, like a fierce tiger. Manier was actually hit by this momentum and took three steps back.

This was shocking to him. Meng Yi was just a Martial Master, and he was a Great Master. He was actually being hit and oppressed by the opponent's momentum. At that moment, he felt that he was no match for him at all.

"Stand down, King Hemur will negotiate today, and we will discuss your matters later."

Batulu now understood that this young Chinese boy could definitely move up the ladder and was not someone that Manier could deal with. Naturally, he did not want to lose this face. Unfortunately, his idea of ​​coming up to suppress the opponent also failed. .

"King Xiaoyao..." Batulu looked at Jiang Fan with a pair of eagle eyes: "You are very courageous to come as promised, so why not get to the point directly."

Jiang Fan said casually: "We have nothing to chat with anyway, so please go ahead. However, before speaking, Your Excellency, you should set a rule. When adults speak, children and dogs should not interrupt."

Batulu's pupils shrank slightly. However, he did not confront him tit for tat. He turned to look at King Hunxie and said, "Hemu'er, you can talk about your matter in person, and I will be a witness."

King Hunxie looked at Jiang Fan: "It is impossible to agree to your conditions. Chinese people, I advise you to go back and persuade your emperor to offer compensation and seek peace. This is your usual practice. Don't be self-righteous and try to subvert tradition. If you If you want to start a war, I will let you see the history of fifty years ago repeat itself."

These words were very cruel, and at the same time, they were very heart-wrenching.

Historically, as long as the barbarians invaded the border, the solution was basically either compensation or marriage in order to settle the matter. This shame is deeply ingrained in the bones of every Chinese person.

Meng Yi and others gnashed their teeth, while the barbarians sneered with contempt.

Suddenly, Jiang Fan made a move that was beyond everyone's expectations. He threw out the horn cup in his hand and hit the unprepared King Hunxie directly on the corner of his eye, causing blood to flow profusely.

There was chaos in the tent instantly, with countless people unsheathing their swords and shouting angrily.

Behind Jiang Fan, Montaigne and others also stood up one after another, with strong fighting intent. The violent momentum of both sides tore the tent apart.

The war is about to break out!

Batulu suddenly slapped the case, stopping everyone's noise, and stared at Jiang Fan like a hawk: "You are provoking!"

Jiang Fan stood up and pointed at King Hunxie: "If you weren't blind, you would have understood that he was the one who provoked me. I am here to give you a chance to negotiate. If you don't want to negotiate, then leave!"

After saying that, he kicked the table away, turned around and walked out.

King Hunxie roared angrily: "You know this means war!"

Jiang Fan stopped and looked back at him with evil eyes: "War... haha, I've been waiting for a long time..."

After saying that, he waved his hand: "Move the troops, Hemul!"

King Hunxie suddenly looked horrified. This was not the result he wanted. Who would have thought that this Chinese man was so stubborn and didn't speak at all. Could it be that he came here with the purpose of provoking a war?

But, that's not right. If this were the case, and Jiang Fan couldn't attend the Fuli Conference, wouldn't he have lost his bet against the Feng family?

His mind was spinning, and he suddenly understood. He could find people from the Feng family to participate in the Fuli Conference. It was impossible for Jiang Fanzhi to arrange for individuals to participate. After all, the other kings were not of the same mind as him. This probably has no impact on the bet at all.

Baturu also felt that something was not good. The Great Wolf Lord's intention was to negotiate and push the other party towards a bet, rather than start a war in a haphazard manner.

Once a war breaks out, it is impossible for the Golden Court to not be dragged into the water. The barbarians are not afraid of the Qin State, but this is winter, and supplies are extremely scarce. How can they fight?

Not to mention that there is still an important matter to resolve at the Dakedun family ranch. The sacrifice was delayed in the first place. If the Fuli Conference is delayed again, the Dakedun family will inevitably become independent. The Great Wolf Lord will never accept this loss.

Furthermore, that madwoman from the Qin State can conquer the four countries by herself. Even if the grassland can defeat her, the price paid may be extremely heavy, and it may even lead to the reorganization of the grassland forces.

"King Xiaoyao, wait a minute!" In just a moment, Balutu understood the power of this and immediately called out to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan looked at him: "General Batulu, what else can I do?"

Batulu said: "I have been ordered by the Great Wolf Lord to mediate between the two parties. I don't want to watch the two of them fight. I also ask both parties to calm down and let's sit down and have a good talk."

"Talk?" Jiang Fan sneered: "He is threatening me, don't you see? This is not the attitude of negotiation."

Batulu said: "King Hemur, you'd better bandage it first. Both sides should not be impulsive. War will only bring endless death."