When Tuoluo disappeared outside the tent in disappointment, a man in gray sneaked out of the tent and smiled humbly: "The chief, it seems that Lingdi is indeed a little impatient. There is an ancient proverb from the Baiyin clan: There is no day, and there is no two masters in the country. If the chief still is so indecisive and kind, he will be very worried about the chief."

He glanced at the other party contemptuously, and the bearded man snorted coldly from his nose, looking at the other party for a while, until the other party lowered his eyelids in his heart, then he slowly said: "Mr. Messenger, maybe I have to think about it if I don't say this. Do you know that this kind of thing may have the opposite effect at this time? When did you Kaman consider us Baiyin? If Li Wufeng hadn't forced you too hard in the south, I'm afraid you wouldn't be in much mood to discuss some military and national affairs with us, right?"

The messenger was very angry and cursed this old thing. You were so arrogant that you could not deal with the rude barbarians after the matter in the south was resolved. However, on the surface, he looked even more humble: "Haha, the chief misunderstood. We will never interfere in the affairs of the nobles. It's just that we are at a critical moment when we negotiate. We just don't want some unexpected factors to affect our negotiations, and there is no other meaning."

"Enough, this chief and the two chiefs are just not consistent in their views on the issue. Our goals are the same, and you don't need to mention it. I know what you are thinking about. I just hope that it is best for him and I to fight for power and profit because of disagreement. Let me tell you that we should dispel your dirty thoughts earlier. We are not so stupid, and the feelings between our brothers will not change because of different views on politics."

"You are a little disgusted with the words of the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister's life is to come to discuss reconciliation with the nobles. The position of the Chief among the nobles is directly related to the result of the negotiation. If the Chief cannot make a final decision on the noble affairs, the Chief will have nothing to say. It is just that the Chief wants to remind the Chief. Maybe you are open-minded and have a clear conscience, but it may not be that others are so open-minded. At that time, I am afraid that the Chief will be behind the Chief.

It's too late to regret." The gray-clothed messenger's face remained unchanged, but he sneered in his heart. He pretended to be righteous and broad-minded in front of him. This Dolmy was really good at superficially. He looked rough and reckless on the outside, and was cautious and suspicious on the inside. It seems that the information given to him by the Prime Minister is really accurate. For the sake of power, the two brothers can invade the noble Presbyterian Church into the cold palace. So for power, why can't the two brothers turn against each other?

The bearded man's face changed slightly, but he quickly fought back: "The minds of our Boyin people are something you Kamans can never imagine. If you think such a provocation can work, then I think you will be disappointed. Instead of having this idea, it is better to spend it on our negotiations. I think maybe we can reach an agreement faster."

He cursed the old fox in his heart, but had to turn the topic back to the topic: "Chief, I think we have fully demonstrated our sincerity. Prime Minister Gomez didn't know how much energy it would take to convince the nobles. You should be clear that the northern region has always been their nest. If you have excessive demands, I think we are afraid that even those conditions will not be able to achieve them."

"Can't be realized? Well, I think Li Wufeng will help us achieve it. By that time, I think maybe the whole north will be our hunting ground, and I am looking forward to this day."

The slightly black teeth appeared in the wide open mouth, and the gray-clothed messenger stared at this annoying and difficult guy coldly. The Prime Minister won the victory and should not underestimate the wisdom of these barbarians. It seems that what they said is true. They also know how to use the power to suppress others. However, he is still a little short of fighting with himself.

"Is that so? Let's not talk about how much price your Door tribe will pay for waiting for this day. Can the Door tribe, which has lost too much strength, still bear the heavy responsibility of the leader of the Berin clan? What do I think the development speed of the Sex Tribe and the Monlay Tribe in recent years is not much worse than that of the noble tribe? And even if the Door tribe can wait for this day and reward merits, are you the second-leader or the great chief? As far as we know, both Takra of the Sex Tribe and Lingdi seem to be more suitable for sitting in this position in Li Wufeng's heart. I wonder if the Great Chief knows this?"

The man in gray said briefly and concisely, but every sentence pointed to the heart. The man with a shady face didn't know how to refute the other party's words for a while. It was not that he had considered the issues he said, but it was because of these reasons that he could not make up his mind, otherwise he would have given the other party to Li Wufeng as a favor.

"Mr. Special Envoy, do you know that with just your words, I can make your head fall to the ground?!" After a while, the bearded man squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.

"I know, of course I know. But I know why my head fell to the ground, but I am worried about the chief. Do you know when your head will fall to the ground?" With a chuckle, a mysterious smile appeared on the face of the messenger in gray, and his tone became empty and ethereal.

"What do you mean? If you don't give me an explanation, the only one who goes back will be your body." The bearded man finally got angry. He still made him say it in front of him before he had never heard such a presumptuous word before.

"Haha, in fact, the chief knows better in his heart than me. Why do you have to say it for the chief? You Baiyin people have lived in the north for hundreds of years. Throughout the dynasties, you have been fighting with us with grievances. Isn't it just for the so-called ancestral land in the north? Now the prime minister has clearly stated that he is willing to return it with conditions. What else do you want to ask for? The chief, the old saying goes, delicious meals are often illusory, and those who can fill their stomachs are the origin of life. Don't look at the mountain high. Li Wufeng's promise may be beautiful, but the chief has never thought about it. If our Kaman Empire really perishes, how valuable is your Baiyin people's existence? Will Li Wufeng still provide you with every help like now, and will he give you whatever you want? Will he tolerate you being out of his control? "

"Be clear, we don't ask you to get into evil with Li Wufeng. You can even use this opportunity to squeeze out more money and aid in the Western Xinjiang people, but all this must be based on the existence of our Kaman Empire. Otherwise, once the empire is lost, in the words of the Tanghe people, the cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook, the birds are gone, and the good bows are hidden. I think the chief will not understand this truth? Maybe the Bo Yin people is useful to Li Wufeng, but as the leader of a nation, it may not be useful to him. The kings of the Western Regions, the leaders of the Mot and the Tubu people are not a realistic example? What Li Wufeng needs is a slave who bows his head, rather than friends and allies who drink and talk to each other! Countless facts have proved this!"

It was both like persuasion and warning. The gray clothes made the words full of compassion, which made the bearded man feel very uncomfortable, but he could not help but admit that there was indeed some truth in the other party's words, especially the words that Li Wufeng needed was a slave rather than an allies deeply touched him. In any case, he did not want to be a slave who was dependent on others, even the most advanced slave.

Gomez felt that he was almost on the verge of collapse during this period. During these days, he had to deal with the aristocrats' criticism and questioning during the day, but at night he had to work overtime to plan military expenses and logistics supplies. He had to sleep less than five hours a day, which was really unbearable. Now he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The Pooles finally agreed to his request and agreed to send 200,000 troops south. Although the empire also paid a great price, it was all worth it. As long as the passage between Yulin and Qinghe could be reopened, these prices would be

It is acceptable. Bai Yinren seemed to have been persuaded by the messenger he sent, and the situation in the north was eased. Bai Yinren did not sincerely work hard for Li Wufeng, pretending and cooperating, and the Ninth Corps would be able to deal with it. It was time to withdraw Luxi's First Corps. Miley was almost unable to hold on. If he let this go, let alone Qinghe, Fanlin and Yulin would be swallowed by the people of Tanghe. By then, he would be unemployed and would be afraid that he would kowtow and bow.

Although Gomez wanted to have some rest and adjustments in his body and mind, the string in his mind was unable to let him really throw away everything. The battle of the Southern Expedition and the military expenses that were about to be paid to the Pooles, the financial foundation of the entire empire was consumed. The accumulation of so many years turned into a flowing water in the blink of an eye. If this battle cannot ensure the victory of the war, I am afraid that I will not need others to push it, and I will have to take the initiative to step down.
Chapter completed!