Chapter 1370: The Recognized Boundary (Part 6)

The Soldier was going to the other side alone to negotiate, and the content of the negotiation was very simple, leaving no room for him to improvise; furthermore, given the content of the negotiation, it was very easy to make the other side angry and then have them kill him.

If it were a tribe that followed the rules, even if they were angry, they would let him go back to deliver the message, leaving his fate to his own luck.

Because it was a negotiation, he could not carry any Weapon; the Soldier took off all the weapons on his body and placed them beside the Tent, not even carrying a wooden stick, and then he took a deep breath and was ready to set off.

Jiebing lay on the thick furs inside the Tent; the sunlight on the mountaintop was blinding, and as the Soldier walked forward, he briefly blocked the sun for him, but he did not expect that he could take down the other side so easily—a tribe that could conquer so many of their territories was certainly not a simple tribe and would not be willing to surrender because of his few words.

He only wanted to provoke the other side so that they would rush down quickly and start this great war; his food supplies could not actually last long, and they were currently overdrawing their food for the Winter; if they could not complete the mission and recover the lost territory as soon as possible, they would have no way to collect enough food in the Autumn to survive the Winter, let alone send a lot of grain to Changyang Mountain.

The Soldier walked forward step by step; he knew that many places under his feet were Traps—not deep, but buried inside were sharpened wooden spikes and various sharp stones.

His own feet were only wrapped in a piece of animal skin, and he assumed the other side was the same, perhaps even barefoot; these Traps were enough to pierce through the soles of their feet.

However, they had to rush down quickly; such sudden pits could also break their legs, whereas if the speed was slow, the damage would not be as strong; right now, he was walking with his head almost bowed.

The Traps were basically made by pulling up the turf, digging a pit, burying wooden spikes, laying a few small wooden sticks on top, then putting down Grass, burying it with soil, and pressing the turf back; if one looked carefully, one could still see the difference.

The turf that had been pulled up once had grass shoots that did not continue to grow; unless one waited for them to sprout again from the roots, they would not be the same as other places, and now, one could also see a slight difference in color.

Walking like this, he had no way to look up, and he did not know that his every move was under surveillance.

In the morning, there were Soldiers holding a Telescope, monitoring the several directions around them, and the front was naturally the same; from the moment that Soldier entered the Tent until he came out, it was seen clearly, only one could not see who was inside the Tent.

After Xuanyuan and the others finished breakfast, they waited for that Soldier to climb up; it seemed he was also a little afraid, his speed was very slow, and everyone was waiting patiently, while Lu would turn his head from time to time to see if the sun would reach that stone on time.

But as far as the current situation was concerned, whether the sun would shine on that stone was no longer important, because the most important thing had already been predicted; even if the time was off a little, it was not a big problem.

When that Soldier opened his arms and pulled back his cloth robe, wanting to come up under the aim of a crowd of weapons, Lu completely stopped looking at that stone.

"Put away the weapons and let him come up." Xuanyuan told the Soldiers to lower their weapons, and Lu also pressed his hand down, signaling his own Soldiers, but the Soldiers who occupied good positions and held the Crossbow, which had greater power and higher precision, did not relax at all.

It was the Soldier's first time coming, and he did not know which one was the greatest, but judging by the aura, he felt it was these people standing in front of him, yet looking at their attire, they indeed looked like people from two different tribes.

"I am a Soldier of the Jiebing Tribe, my Tribal Chief sent me to deliver a message!" the Soldier said with his head held high.

But Xuanyuan did not care about anything else, only saying with a relieved expression: "Oh, so it is Jiebing! Then where are Jiang Ming and Jiang Cheng? Where are their two battalions?"

"Their two battalions are also..." the Soldier suddenly realized he had let something slip, hurriedly stopped himself, and frantically tried to make up for it: "They, they were punished by the Tribal Chief because they did not defeat you, they are not here now, this year we will fight you!"

Limu could not help but look into the distance; according to what the Soldier said, those two battalions of Jiang Ming and Jiang Cheng must be somewhere; subconscious words were the true ones.

"I am the Tribal Chief of the Xuanyuan Tribe, Youxiong Clan, Gongsun Xuanyuan, and he is the Leader of the Huaxia Soldiers, Lu; our two tribes were invited here by the tribes oppressed by your Shennong Clan to help them; what words does your Tribal Chief have to say to us?"

Lu's eyes also stared fixedly over; his aura was also very fierce, and coupled with his sturdy build and the fact that he was dressed so well, it immediately made that Soldier feel a bit wilted.

"I... our Tribal Chief said, you, either wait for us to defeat you, or you surrender, and also, hand over that Great Shaman who can release Heavenly Thunder, alright, that is all..." After the Soldier finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head, but he felt this was not right, so he raised his head again, but his eyes flickered left and right, dodging the countless gazes directed at him.

"The Great Shaman who can release Heavenly Thunder, Great Shaman? Hahahaha!" Xuanyuan could not help but laugh; he patted Lu on the shoulder: "Last year, this Great Shaman should have been Xiong, and this year, it should be referring to you."

Lu also reacted and could not help but laugh: "Hahaha, let it be Great Shaman then, I didn't expect to be held in such high regard."

The Soldier looked at Lu in surprise and sized him up: "You are that Great Shaman?"

Mainly, he felt that Lu was completely a wealthy Leader, a Soldier, and did not look like a Great Shaman at all.

"I suppose so; last year it was another, this year it is me, but it's fine, the Heavenly Thunder we release is exactly the same; if you don't believe it, shall I release one for you in a moment?" Lu said half-jokingly; if they mistook his Bomb for Heavenly Thunder and thought it was summoned by a Great Shaman, there was no problem with that; as long as it could confuse the other side and make them feel fear, that was the best.

That Soldier was scared into taking a step back and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no."

Afterwards, he stabilized his emotions and continued to ask: "Then you, how do you choose, surrender or go to war?"

Xuanyuan pulled that Soldier and showed him the camp behind him, with countless Soldiers, but he only let him take a look before pulling him back: "You see, we have so many Soldiers here, with such good weapons, how we choose, isn't that very clear?"

"You go tell Jiebing that we can give him the same choice: surrender or go to war; it's just that I have a doubt now: why didn't you occupy such a good position here, but instead stationed yourselves over there?"

"Just because we drew our totem in that position and occupied the territory?"