Chapter 1562: Facing the Envoy

It was a very calm night, beyond Xingtian's imagination. He had thought he would be attacked that night, but he did not expect the other side would fail to take advantage of such a good opportunity to attack him. An opponent capable of missing such an opportunity certainly could not be very strong, so in his heart, he looked down upon the Huaxia Xuanyuan Alliance a little.

The next day, Xingtian set out as usual, but this time, he slowed his speed significantly because he had to be mindful of his surroundings at all times to avoid being ambushed. It was indeed difficult to judge whether he had walked into the enemy's sphere of influence, so he had to be extremely cautious.

Just like that, they slowly scouted forward, and it was only when the sun was high in the sky that they barely managed to see the Huaxia camp. It was exactly as Liangtui had described last night; there was no doubt that it was the place.

However, Xingtian did not have them set up camp immediately. Instead, he sent a Soldier over to the Huaxia side to persuade them to surrender. It would be best if the Huaxia Xuanyuan Tribe would withdraw from the Shennong Clan, never come over again, and not interfere with his pursuit of the Jiang Yuwang Tribe here.

"Suzhong, this mission is entrusted to you! If you return alive, women, gold, and meat will all be yours!"

Suzhong, who had been chosen, had no power to refuse. He could only secretly bolster his own courage, and after hearing Xingtian's demands, he went off to negotiate.

He believed that the possibility of him returning alive from this trip was not high, because this negotiation looked more like a provocation. A negotiation is only a negotiation if both sides have give and take; if he failed to negotiate well and angered the other side, his death would be the signal for war.

The defensive layout of the Huaxia Soldiers had always been tight. Before the Xingtian Battalion saw them, they had already seen the Xingtian Battalion and had made a more detailed analysis of their force distribution.

Therefore, when Suzhong left the camp to come and negotiate, Huaxia had already known from the moment he took his first step. They quickly sent word by horse to Baifeng; this had to be resolved by Baifeng himself, because the foremost camp was a fake, so it was impossible to let that envoy in unless they did not intend to let him return alive.

Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe had always made it a rule not to kill envoys, because they themselves also had to send envoys out. Everyone upheld this good habit and good rule, so that things would be easier to talk about in the future, and there would be no need to waste their own people casually.

"Xuanyuan, I think it's fine to just send someone over to deal with it. Block him outside and don't let him in. Xingtian is definitely not here to surrender."

Xuanyuan also agreed with Baifeng's idea. There was no need for the two of them to go all that way just to respond to an envoy; they only needed to send someone to go over and say a few words.

"I will send someone over. Riding a horse will be faster."

Just as Baifeng finished speaking, Limu became a bit excited: "King of Huaxia, can your horses carry two people? Why don't you take me over? I can go and talk to him, that works too!"

Baifeng and Xuanyuan both understood what Limu meant, because Limu had been eyeing Huaxia's horses for a long time. When a horse first ran in front of him, he had already fallen in love with this strong and beautiful creature, but the Xuanyuan Tribe did not have any; he had not even seen one before.

Along the way, he had also inquired many times to see if he could trade with Huaxia for one. He was willing to give all his wealth as a personal trade with Baifeng, but Baifeng held firm to his bottom line: horses could not be sold, not even one, though horse hair was fine.

Seeing that there was no hope of buying a horse, Limu could only satisfy his eyes and hands every day by touching and looking at them, and sometimes he would even help brush the horses. This behavior and his purpose were truly too obvious.

However, given his love for horses, and the fact that the Cavalry were watching him closely, they knew he certainly could not do anything bad, so they let him be.

His desire to ride a horse was known to everyone, but it was impossible to let him ride one just like that. It was unknown where he had learned that Huaxia's horses could carry two people at once, so he took advantage of this seemingly reasonable opportunity to put forward this relatively reasonable proposal.

This time, Baifeng did not refuse: "Fine, pick a stronger horse and let it carry you over. You don't need me and your King to tell you how to communicate with an envoy, do you?"

There was undisguised excitement in Limu's eyes: "Thank you, King of Huaxia! I know what to do."

Having said that, Limu walked toward the horse he had always liked the most. Because he had Baifeng's order, the horse's owner, no matter how reluctant, had to let Limu ride on the horse with him to gallop together. He had guarded against everything but still failed to guard against him. In the future, he would never let him get close to his horse again; once he dropped him off, he would make him walk back himself.

Xuanyuan said to Baifeng in an uncharacteristic way: "Thanks. For this, what price do you need me to pay?"

Baifeng smiled helplessly. He had only done this to prevent Xuanyuan from taking advantage of him; why was it that in his eyes, everything had to be measured by a price? So he said half-jokingly: "This is no big deal. When we divide the Slaves, just give me ten more."

"A reasonable price. I have noted it."

Baifeng said no more, closed his eyes, and lay on his lounge chair. Under the swaying willow tree, he began to sunbathe. The wind made the leaves rustle, which was very pleasant.

"Who goes there? Stop! Do not come any closer!"

From the exceptionally crude wooden barricade, several Crossbows suddenly poked out, aiming at Suzhong. Suzhong immediately stopped in his tracks, gave a light cough, and then said loudly: "I am Suzhong, an envoy of the Xingtian Tribe. Which tribe are you from? I have come to negotiate with you!"

"Envoy of the Xingtian Tribe, please walk forward. When I say stop, you stop. Our envoy will come out to negotiate with you!"

"Very well!"

Suzhong had already looked past life and death. In what might be the final moments of his life, he still had to show the spirit of a great Soldier. So, he held his head high and continued to walk forward. Only after hearing that "stop" did he halt.

The Weapon that symbolized force and combat was tied behind his back, and his hands were empty, showing the sincerity that an envoy should have.

Limu had arrived a step before him. During the time Suzhong had not yet arrived, he had been inspecting the layout of this fake camp. Only after Suzhong arrived did he stride out from the fake camp.

And the moment he stepped out of the wooden barricade, it also meant that the camp of this tribe did not welcome Suzhong to enter, so Suzhong's heart sank.

If his words angered the people on the other side, his chance of surviving was not high, unless he could quickly kill the man in front of him and then run back at the fastest speed. As long as he could outrun the pursuers and dodge the thrown Spears, he might be able to return alive.

But he felt the probability was not high, because the man in front of him was incredibly strong. There could not be many people who could beat him, though, of course, compared to his own Tribal Chief, he was still not quite enough.