nucmednet Chapter 526 3 is 3
Chapter 526 3 is 3
At the northwestern border covered with yellow sand, a team was moving slowly forward, and the raised dust looked like golden mist in the sunlight.
The leader was Li Yuanhao.
He was dressed in black and a cloak embroidered with strange totems. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he scanned everything around him.
Behind them are the Chu army who look like Xixia people.
Seeing Wang Chaoyang's camp in front of him, Li Yuanhao finally warned: "Don't talk nonsense later, show a little violence, and don't call me Nizuli. Bo'erli is not wrong, it's for sure."
The people of Chu all laughed. Since entering Western Xia, they could do nothing else but acting.
On the other side, Wang Chaoyang was sitting comfortably in the tent, playing with an exquisite wine glass in his hand, listening to the soldiers' training outside the tent, with a smug look on his face.
Suddenly, a soldier ran in hurriedly, looking panicked: "Young Prince, there is a group of people outside, saying they want to see you."
Wang Chaoyang frowned, put down his wine glass, stood up and straightened his clothes.
"Oh? Do you know who it is?"
The soldier shook his head: "They said they were from the Dada tribe, and the leader was called Li Yuanhao."
"The Dada Tribe? Why haven't I heard of it?"
The messenger shrugged. What if he had never heard of it? There were many tribes in Western Xia.
"Young prince, then... would you like to meet him?"
"Meet me."
Wang Chaoyang had to see them since they were living under someone else's roof. Besides, he was wondering why the Xixia people came here.
As he thought about it, he strode out of the tent.
After leaving the tent, Wang Chaoyang saw Li Yuanhao and his group.
Li Yuanhao was wearing a black robe, exuding a sense of majesty. He had a stern face, and his skin was darkened by the wind and sand and the scorching sun outside the Great Wall. His eyes were narrow and sharp, and the look he inadvertently revealed was extremely fierce.
His troops did not have the neat marching formation and their steps seemed a little loose.
They all had sharp scimitars hanging around their waists, and the gems inlaid on the hilts still flashed strangely in the dim light.
These scimitars have drunk the blood of enemies in countless battles. Now they hang quietly at the waist, seeming to silently tell the vicissitudes and cruelty of the past.
Wang Chaoyang didn't dare to underestimate him. He immediately put on a smile and walked quickly forward.
"Oh, I didn't know it was a distinguished guest from Xixia who came to visit. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I'm sorry for not welcoming you!"
Li Yuanhao nodded slightly as a response.
His eyes swept across the surrounding tents and soldiers, and finally landed on Wang Chaoyang: "You are too polite, young prince. We came here this time to ask for a favor."
Wang Chaoyang was alert in his heart, but he still smiled and said, "Master Li, please feel free to speak up. As long as I can help, I will do it without hesitation!"
Li Yuanhao did not beat around the bush: "To be honest, we came here to ask General Wang for a batch of war horses."
When Wang Chaoyang heard this, his heart tightened.
The warhorse is his treasure. He is reluctant to use it himself on weekdays. How can he sell it to others easily?
But he still had a smile on his face: "These war horses are important supplies for the army. Lord Li also knows that the quantity is limited..."
"What? So there is no answer, and you want to force us to lose our temper?"
Li Yuanhao chuckled. Although the laugh was not loud amid the whistling wind, it was full of disdain.
This laugh was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing thousands of waves.
"Nizuli, Boerli is not lying!"
In an instant, words filled with anger and provocation, like a dense rain of arrows, attacked Wang Chaoyang and others from all directions in the Chu camp.
These voices were filled with raging anger, interweaving and echoing in the wind and sand, and every word seemed to carry a scorching temperature!
The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
Wang Chaoyang was stunned immediately!
He had been in Xixia for so long, so he naturally knew what this sentence meant. Even though the other party had fewer people, how could they dare to kill their people in their home?
Lend me some courage, Wang Chaoyang!
The flying dust blurred the vision, but could not conceal the tense atmosphere in the air that was tense and ready to explode at any time.
Li Yuanhao stood in the front of the team. He raised his hand slowly and waved it casually. The seemingly understated action seemed to have an invisible force that instantly quieted the restless crowd.
Then, he turned to look at the scout beside him and said in a low but powerful voice: "Scout, go back and summon our people to launch a tribal attack!"
"Yes!" The scout received the order, turned around without hesitation, and jumped on the horse as agile as a cheetah.
With the crisp sound of a whip, the warhorse neighed, raised its front hooves, and then galloped towards the distance like an arrow.
These few short sentences were like a bolt from the blue, shocking Wang Chaoyang, who was standing opposite him, so much that his face turned pale.
His legs went slightly weak and his whole body couldn't help but tremble. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, mixing with the wind and sand, leaving streaks of mud on his face.
The attack of the tribe means a deep hatred that will last till death!
How could he dare to really go into battle with these people!
"Lord Li, please forgive me. It's not that I don't want to give it to you. I will give it to you!" Wang Chaoyang stuttered, his voice full of fear and helplessness.
As he spoke, he carefully observed Li Yuanhao's expression, fearing that he would say a wrong word.
"But we don't have many war horses. How many do you want?"
Li Yuanhao looked calm, slowly raised three fingers, and coldly spat out two words: "Thirty thousand!"
"Thirty thousand? Oh my God, we don't have thirty thousand!" Wang Chaoyang's eyes widened, his voice changed, and his face was full of despair.
He knew in his heart that he simply could not provide so many war horses, but how could the ruler of Western Xia before him give up so easily?
"Then why are you talking so much? I want them all!" Li Yuanhao's tone suddenly became tough.
There was a gleam of ruthlessness in his eyes, as if announcing to Wang Chaoyang that there was no room for negotiation in this deal.
The strong wind was still whistling in my ears, and on this empty wilderness, a dispute caused by war horses seemed to be developing in an irreversible direction.
"Master Li, please, spare my life!"
Wang Chaoyang was also a waste, and he immediately knelt down to Li Yuanhao: "Although we are Chu people, we have surrendered to King Lamor and are one of your people."
"King Lamor?" Li Yuanhao frowned.
"Yes, he came back to the capital because of this year's Falcon Conference. Maybe you don't know."
Wang Chaoyang said seriously: "Master Li, I will teach this friend of yours and give you 3,000 war horses. Do you think it's okay? If King Lamor finds out..."
"Asshole! Are you using King Lamor to pressure me?" Li Yuanhao's expression tightened.
"No, no, I don't dare, I don't dare!"
Wang Chaoyang said he didn't dare, but it showed that he really meant it.
Li Yuanhao pretended to think about it, then curled his lips and said, "I have to give King Lamor face, humph... three thousand is three thousand!"
Wang Chaoyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ordered people to select war horses.
Li Yuanhao also became interested and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are the rules of this year's Falcon Conference? Do you know?"