Chapter 1748

Even more wonderful is that this news must have already reached the Royal Court. Helian Cha must be smashing bowls and cups in the court right now. The Heaven-Sacrificing Golden Man is in my hands, and you two have lost the gateway to Hexi. Where is the face of his Golden Family?

In the past, the previous Left Worthy Prince was defeated in Shanglin County and had one eye gouged out by him; the Right Worthy Prince advanced to Xuanshui, the battle situation was unfavorable, and he had three banners stripped away.

You two possess an army of one hundred thousand, yet you let me flank and break the city, and the holy relic was lost—if Helian Cha doesn't embed your two skulls into the Heaven-Sacrificing Platform, how will he apologize to the Eternal Heaven?

I have long heard that under your rule, the eight tribes of Hexi have melodious pastoral songs and cattle and sheep everywhere. Why bother being buried with Helian Cha's lust for power?

Surrender, and I will ensure you two retain your old troops, inherit the ten thousand households of Hexi, and guard the Hexi trade route together with Great Qian! Do not surrender, and even if I withdraw my army now and return in triumph, I fear Helian Cha's blade of reckoning is already hanging over your necks!

I have heard that every October, the various Xiongnu tribes gather at the Royal Court to pay homage to the Great Chanyu. Even if Helian Cha holds back now and guarantees no pursuit, what about then? But if you two don't go, that will undoubtedly make Helian Cha have thoughts. You must know that hatred is like a seed; once planted, it will grow into a towering tree as time passes!

Additionally, my army is prepared with a thousand carts of saltpeter, which have not yet been used. If you two remain obsessed and unawakened, when the autumn wind blows, I will surely dye the Hexi sands red with blood—at that time, even if you want to kneel and offer a letter of surrender, I may not be willing to accept it.

Hope for a quick decision.

Great Qian Chancellor, Gao Yang!

Prince Langya and Prince Zhenyue stare at the letter before them. A strong wind blows from afar, causing their robes to flap and rustle. Even though the handwriting is so ugly, it sends endless chills through their hearts!