Chapter 232 The lion speaks

Author: I love eating little fish

Chapter 232 The lion speaks

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Lu Ziqi's eyes were cold and his beautiful face was as cold as frost. He glanced at the 20,000 Mongolian troops and sneered:

"The situation of Chief Mu does not seem to be here to communicate with each other, but rather to provoke a military force to question the crime."

As the leader of the tribe, Chahartabu did not speak, but just squinted his eyes to the confrontation between the two armies.

Similarly, Lu Anran, the lord of the city, did not speak, and stood in the first place on a horse, with a calm expression and never changed by Mu Huali's call.

"Young Master Lu is joking. These are just caravans escorting goods." Mu Huali raised his hand and pointed at the goods on the horse.

Lu Ziqi and others looked up and saw that the horses behind the soldiers were carrying a lot of goods, mostly jerky, wool, wild animal fur and fresh milk.

To be honest, these are things that Licheng lacks.

Not to mention anything else, just talk about the wool. Before cotton was discovered, this thing was a perfect cold-proof thing.

Lu Anran was embarrassed to be moved, but she was very rational. She would never speak before Chahartabu spoke. At this time, she was comparing with patience.

Lu Ziqi has been familiar with military books in the past two years and naturally knows that "the war is the devil."

He spoke immediately: "Since that's the case, then Master Mu will take the goods to my city, and someone will receive it. As for your 20,000 Mongolian troops, I'm afraid you have to retreat ten miles."

Upon hearing this, Mu Huali frowned, but Chahartabu smiled and laughed angrily: "Boy, there are so many goods, be careful of having the lifeless flowers." The voice he spoke with vigorous internal force pointed directly at Lu Ziqi opposite.

He is now over fifty years old and has been practicing internal strength for more than 30 years. How could it be something that Lu Ziqi could resist?

But in the face of his accusations, his face remained unchanged.

Almost at the same time, Lu Anran spoke, his voice was cold, but he swept away with cold spiritual power. "There is no need to worry about Khan. My Lu clan is going to be tough."

Boom-

A loud noise shocked everyone. Suddenly, two different forces, one transparent and one light blue, collided together, and suddenly burst out in an instant. Under the impact of each other, a circle of energy shock waves with faint spiritual power continued to dissipate around.

Almost at the same time, the strong wind brought by the aftermath suddenly hit the ground. Under this powerful wind, the hard soil that had already been cut off was smashed to crack, and the dark soil sprayed out of the cracks.

boom--

The aftermath of the power shot from the center of the two people changed their faces. Before they could react, they hit the horses and people.

Xilulu-

All the horses raised their hooves and roared, and many people were knocked off the horses, and even the soldiers standing were blown to the point of being stumbled.

Chahartabu even covered his face with his sleeves. On the entire open space at the front door, only Lu Anran stood alone on a horse, with a calm face, neither sad nor happy, even if the violent sandstorm swelled, she could not shake her at all.

After the wind and sand calmed down, Chahartabu saw this scene and his heart suddenly sank.

The collision of internal forces can determine the right level!

Lu Anran's eyebrows and eyes bent slightly, and he gently lifted the reins and moved aside. The sound with spiritual power was like a rolling thunder sound, which made people tremble: "I'm a guest from afar, please!"

Looking at the road they made way out, Chahartabu's face darkened, "Kanmuer, take our warriors back ten miles, Mu Huali and Gu enter Licheng, and communicate with each other! Hum!"

Such anger did not anger anyone, and the younger generation of Lu looked at him with a expressionless face.

As soon as they moved, Lu Anran gently grabbed the horse, and the horse stepped out of his hooves and walked into the gate of the royal city. Then there were five hundred people led by Chahartabu and Mu Huali, followed by supplies, and Lu Ziqi and others walked at the end to prevent fraud.

The Tartars were defeated and paid tribute!

The news seemed to have grown wings and flew around Licheng. Everyone who knew it put down their work and ran to watch it.

Especially the indigenous residents, looking at the Tartars, they looked like evil spirits. The bullying over the years made them want to eat their flesh, drink their blood, suck their tendons, and crush their bones and ashes!

If they weren't for the fear of causing trouble for Lu Anran, they would have rushed up.

The Mongolian soldiers who came to escort the goods were also frightened by their appearance. With few people on their side, their arrogance disappeared for a moment and they couldn't help but shrink their necks.

When he arrived at the meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion, after the maid served tea, Chahartabu asked straight to the point: "Lord Lu, I believe you have known the purpose of this king. I wonder what you think?"

Hearing this, Lu Anran smiled without saying a word. He picked up the teacup and sipped it gently. The bitter taste of tea instantly filled the whole mouth. Then, she slowly said:

"I have accepted the compensation. As for whether the mutual communication is involved, I have handed over it to Lu Ziqi. You can go to him later and just go to business."

When Chahartabu heard this, his old face suddenly sank, and his eyes looked at her belt without a trace, but he didn't see the dagger Mu Huali mentioned, and his heart suddenly felt relieved.

But his face was still sinister, "Even so, you have to give me a fair price. If I can trade with you, I can trade with other cities. I believe that you don't want this to happen."

"Khan was joking," Lu Anran put down the teacup. The moment the bottom of the cup touched the tabletop, there was a crisp sound: "These things are optional and can be purchased from other places."

Chahartabu frowned: "Oh? For example?"

Lu Anran smiled: "Hongjila tribe."

bump--

Bang-

Wow—

The sound of standing while slamming the table, the sound of tea cup falling, and the sound of others standing at the same time, with a little confusion.

"Lord Lu, what do you mean?" Chahartabu, who stood up, spoke in a deep voice, and his cold face was almost dripping from ice water.

The Hongjila tribe and the Chahar tribe are the deadly enemies. If Lu Anran really trades with the Hongjila tribe and increases their strength, then the Chahar tribe will be in trouble.

Now it can be foreseeable how hard it will be in the future, so he will slap the table.

The initiative is in the hands of Lu Anran, so she is not panicked at all, "Khan, don't be anxious, aren't we still negotiating?"

Chahartabu suddenly choked up, and his eyes became dark and inexplicably as he looked at Lu Anran. This little devil is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp!

Before she sat down, she heard her speak coldly: "I want 70% of all the output of Khan tribe." After a pause, she continued: "Cow, sheep, horse, jewelry, jade, goat, milk, wool... is indispensable.

The price is specified according to the price you trade with other merchants. The details shall be subject to what Lu Ziqi negotiated with you. How about it?"

Chahar's eyes sank. This person is so damn that he dares to ask for it!

This is not the case when the lion opens his mouth!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!