After hearing this, Zhao Linger first spitted.
"Bah, how could my young master be inferior to others? The Yuan Empire has long been on the verge of extinction. Although my Ming Dynasty has not yet unified the world, it is at least at its peak. What qualifications do you have to make my man accept your edict?"
"Even if you tell the truth today, I will tear you into pieces."
Seeing that Zhao Linger was about to take action again, Zhao Min quickly said, "Don't, your sister, why are you always so eager to fight and kill? Didn't I say that there is nothing that cannot be discussed."
"Zhang Wuji refuses to accept the amnesty, so why can't I accept it?"
"Go and tell Zhang Wuji that I am willing to be under him. Since he refuses to be the Great Ming King, then you can ask him to make me the Great Ming Yuan King."
"As long as I, a Mongolian, can survive on this land, I will agree to anything."
Zhao Linger was stunned for a moment. She could never have imagined that after a life-and-death battle yesterday, Zhao Min would make such a big concession today.
She stared at Zhao Min intently. Her more than ten years of experience in the martial arts world made her feel that Zhao Min was a little guilty at the moment.
Zhao Linger had already clenched her long sword. Seeing this, Zhao Min, although she still felt guilty, had to pretend to be calm.
After taking a deep breath, Zhao Min clenched the sword tightly with both hands. She was so eager to try because she didn't want Zhao Linger to see that she was cowardly.
The dragon roar of the Yitian Sword resounded again.
And from this moment on, Zhao Linger felt that Zhao Min didn't seem to be so guilty anymore.
After thinking for a while, Zhao Linger said, "Zhao Min, since you are willing to surrender to my young master, you should at least show some sincerity."
"You come with me first, and after you meet up with my young master, send someone to bring my son back, and then we can continue to discuss this matter."
Zhao Min laughed and said, "Sister, how can you talk nonsense? In the battle yesterday, I killed at least 20,000 or 30,000 of your soldiers. You let me go with you now. When I see Zhang Wuji, even if you don't kill me and Zhang Wuji doesn't kill me, someone else will definitely kill me."
"Go and tell Zhang Wuji first that I have lowered my bottom line again."
"As long as we Mongols stay on this land, there is nothing we cannot negotiate. I still have hundreds of thousands of soldiers under my command, and they are not so easy to get rid of. Peace is the most important thing in everything. There is no point in fighting any further."
An innocent smile appeared on Zhao Min's face.
Her smile made Zhao Linger a little confused.
"Yesterday we were fighting to the death, how come it turned out like this today? This shouldn't be the case."
After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Linger continued, "You still have to be sincere."
"If you want to negotiate, you do have some bargaining chips now, but I also want to see your sincerity."
"Give my son back first."
Zhao Min laughed and said, "Don't worry, sister. Didn't you see it with your own eyes last time in Jinyang? I always hold your good son in my arms."
"Even when eating, I feed him one mouthful at a time."
"As for hanging him on the flagpole yesterday, I had no choice. The two armies were fighting, and I had to do it."
"But don't worry, I am now separated from my soldiers. After I reunite with my own soldiers, I will return your son to you first to show my sincerity."
"That's it, you, go first."
"I will return your son to you in two days."
Zhao Linger still didn't move.
She said to Zhao Min with a puzzled look on her face: "Why do I feel that you are showing cowardice? Meeting is fate. Let's fight. Although I have been busy for a day and a night, I still have a lot of strength. I should not be at a disadvantage. But if I can capture you alive, it will save my master a lot of trouble."
Zhao Min was shocked: "No, why are you fighting? We are all women, we should be easy to talk to."
"Have you forgotten that I spared your life before? You were pregnant at that time. If I had been a little more cruel, you would have been killed and not one."
"I have to be the only one who can beat you up for such a big favor. If you take the initiative to beat me up, your conscience will be eaten by dogs."
Zhao Linger's face changed slightly: "Yes, I remember the favor you did me. But now that the two armies are fighting, since I have become Zhang Wuji's woman, I should do something for her. Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. I'll just capture you."
"If you are really willing to surrender and let your soldiers lay down their weapons, I believe that the young master will not kill you. Even if the young master wants to kill you, I will plead for mercy."
"After so many years of marriage, he should give me this face."
As she spoke, Zhao Linger waved the scimitar in her hand at Zhao Min.
Zhao Min quickly screamed, "No, no."
The swords collided, and Zhao Min was immediately knocked back a dozen feet.
Zhao Linger was puzzled when she saw this, because she knew that the strength she had used just now was not very great, but in a flash, she was ecstatic: "Haha, Zhao Min, it turns out you have no strength left."
"What did you do last night to make you so tired? Could it be that you had sex with your lover all night long?"
Zhao Min said angrily: "Bah, you just had sex with your lover for a night, you old woman, you are so fucking ungrateful. I spared your life back then. It was such a great favor, but you fucking didn't show any mercy at all. I should have just killed you with a sword back then."
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No matter what Zhao Min said, Zhao Linger did not stop waving the scimitar in her hand.
After just a few moves, Zhao Min's wrist was already numb from the shock.
From this moment on, Zhao Min was truly scared.
If he were caught now, he would definitely die.
Facing Zhao Linger's attack, Zhao Min gathered her last bit of strength and swung out a powerful sword.
Then she ran away.
The wound on her leg had already torn apart last night.
If I hadn't rested for a while before, it might have been better, but after resting for a while, it hurts even more when I exercise again.
Looking at Zhao Min's fleeing appearance, Zhao Linger couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha, God is really watching over us. More than a hundred years ago, my Zhao family was destroyed by you Mongols, but today, you, the last empress of the Yuan Dynasty, will fall into my hands."
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