It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 879

Inside the big tent of the Rong tribe, the lights were bright. Ye Yuanhuo, Bai Wushuang, and the leaders of the Rong tribe were all present, with Luo Cheng in armor in the middle.

Everyone remained silent, and several eyes, including Ye Yuanhuo, fell on Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng, dressed in silver armor, stood in the big tent without kneeling. His expression was neither humble nor arrogant, and his face was as delicate as ice sculptures.

Even the Rong tribe, who worships violence, can't help but praise "good looks" from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.

Numu Shi, the leader of the bear clan, said, neither yin nor yang: "Is it too insincere for Li Letian to send you this little white face to surrender?"

His men and horses were just defeated in the battle of Li Zipo, and now they are in pain, so their words are not yin and yang.

Ye Yuanhuo lowered his head slightly, his hood covered his face, and he didn't know the expression on his face.

Luo Cheng raised his head and said, "My lord is enshrined in heaven, a great treasure, and has always been diligent in government and love for the people. In this unjust war, my lord cannot bear the suffering of the people in the war, and is willing to open the city gate."

"Love the people like a child?" Nu Mushi sneered: "I think it's afraid, you people from the empire, you are not good at fighting, but your ability to talk nonsense is first-class."

Luo Chengxiu picked it up and said: "Chang'an City has a million elite soldiers and a thousand good generals. You have been sieging the city for half a year, but have you ever captured Chang'an City? My lord is the emperor of the empire and the parent of thousands of people. One point, my lord is willing to quell the war with his own body. If your Excellency thinks that Chang'an City can be easily conquered, and you can try it, how many new graves will be added by the Rong tribe to fill Chang'an City."

"Bold." Numu Shi slapped the table and said, "You are a defeated general, how dare you talk about it in front of me, be careful that I will slash you with a knife."

Luo Cheng's eyes were calm, and he waved at Mu Shi, "Come on, I also want to learn your martial arts?"

Up to now, Ye Yuanhuo did not say anything to stop him. He weighed this matter in his heart, and he also wanted to try Luo Cheng's ability.

The original intention of Numu Shi was just to scare Luo Cheng and show off his prestige. But Luo Cheng didn't give in even half a step, pressing him step by step.

Holding the knife in his hand, he was a little unable to advance or retreat. He looked at Ye Yuanhuo and saw him nodding lightly to himself.

At this moment, Angry Woodstone's heart was settled, and with a loud roar, the big knife slashed at Luo Cheng.

It was really a powerful blow, Luo Cheng took a step back and pulled out the saber from his waist. His eyes were still calm, but he already had a chilling killing intent.

We were discussing important matters tonight, so apart from the leaders of the Rong tribes, there was no escort for the Rong soldiers in the tent.

At this moment, seeing Luo Cheng pulling out his sword, everyone held their weapons and stared at Luo Cheng's knees and shoulders.

Everyone doesn't care about his fighting skills with Numu Shi, but if he has the intention to assassinate Ye Yuanhuo, everyone will swarm him and tear him apart.

At the moment when he pulled out the knife, Luo Cheng really had a crooked mind, but seeing this scene, he had to die.

He secretly wondered in his heart: what is the ability of this wild fire? It is a one-eyed dragon, but all the Rong tribes are loyal to him.

At present, he is still focusing on facing Numu Stone. In the face of Numu Stone's big sword, Luo Cheng chose to take the initiative to attack. Saber danced a knife flower in the palm of his hand, and moved closer to the Angry Wood Stone. Numu Shi slashed with a knife, but was avoided by Luo Cheng, looking for an opportunity to get closer.

Everyone was attracted by his dazzling footwork. Ren Numushi slashed left and right, but the big knife couldn't penetrate him. Luo Chengsheng seemed to be strolling in a leisurely court, not only did his steps not chaotic, but his bearing was also quite elegant. Even if the people present were rude, they couldn't help but praise at this moment.

The Angry Wood Stone uses a battlefield weapon, which is wide open and closed, but it is actually extremely labor-intensive. After a while, he was out of breath, and the speed of his moves became slower and slower.

Everyone's heart was stunned, and at the same time they understood Luo Cheng's intention: he was making fun of Mu Shi.

Everyone couldn't help but be furious: What a bold man, how dare you be so mad here.

If it wasn't for the two sides fighting each other, everyone would not want to bully the less, and a few people stood up on the spot and wanted to kill Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng is already getting better, he doesn't know that he has provoked the anger of the enemy, and whether his head can be saved or not is in everyone's mind. But at this moment, there is no time to think too much, the helplessness of losing streak in consecutive battles, and the grievances that cannot be used in one's ability, but just vent a little at this moment.

Suddenly, he roared, took a step forward, and squeezed into the encirclement of Angry Wood Stone's knife. He opened the way with a single palm and hit Numushi's chest. Numushi staggered back and fell on his original seat, his face pale and cold sweat dripping from his face.

Clang!

Three or four people stood up and drew their sabres from their waists, their eyes full of anger.

Ye Yuanhuo stretched out his hand and waved left and right, making everyone sit down first. Then he raised his head, stared at Luo Cheng, and said slowly, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Luo Cheng returned the knife to the sheath, clasped his fists with both hands, and said, "Since you dare to come here, you will put life and death aside. Life and death are nothing but the king's thoughts."

"Okay." Ye Yuanhuo gave a light high-five, and suddenly said, "After this battle, will your Excellency be the left general in front of me?"

Everyone in the big tent was stunned. It was strange that Ye Yuanhuo not only did not blame Luo Cheng, but instead allowed him to be a high-ranking official. But to be honest, what Luo Cheng did today successfully angered everyone and earned everyone's respect accordingly. In the position of the left general, he is qualified to sit.

Luo Cheng paused and said, "I'm still from the Empire now."

Nohara Huo nodded and didn't care. When he threw this question, Luo Cheng was actually not very good at answering it. It is Li Letian's business that Li Letian wants to surrender, but if Luo Cheng agrees, he will betray Li Letian.

The two surnamed slaves are not liked by any power.

He sorted out his thoughts and said: "It is also the king's wish to prevent the people from being displaced. His Majesty thinks of this, and admires him very much as a king. I don't know what conditions the empire has for this peace talks?"

Luo Cheng let out a long breath, knowing that he had passed this test. He opened his mouth and said, "My lord has only three things, and I want the king to agree."

"Speaking?"

"First, after the army entered the city, the civilians must not be killed; second, the royal tombs should not be moved; third, a passage should be opened to allow officers, soldiers and civilians who do not want to be surrendered to leave."

There were whispering voices in the tent, and Li Letian's first two were nothing more than the first two, but the third...if the elites of the imperial army were gone, they would be the great enemy of the Rong clan in the future.

"Yes." Ye Yuanhuo said: "Besides, I will add one more, not to hurt the Li family's grass and trees, and to treat all members of the royal family preferentially, so that they have no worries about food and clothing."

Even Luo Cheng didn't expect Ye Yuanhuo to agree so happily, and at the same time there was a faint chill in his heart: Ye Yuanhuo now has the spirit of an emperor.

What he wants is not the city of Chang'an, what he wants is the world.