Chapter 325: Victory, Negotiation
"Well... it should be soon, right?" After a pause, Fan Jingrui made a rare joke with a teasing smile on his face, "After all, I haven't seen Boss Zhang for several days!"
"I guess he is busy preparing for our return to Beijing." There was a hint of certainty in Fan Jingrui's voice.
After Fan Jingrui finished speaking, Chu Ci's mind instantly flashed with Ye Lin's amazing moves.
In fact, ever since the Tatars’ last plan to destroy the grain supply of the Great Zhou failed, divisions have gradually formed among the Tatars.
In terms of strategic decision-making, they have completely different views on the subsequent direction of action and goals.
Some people firmly advocated continuing to confront the Great Zhou and defending their dignity and interests with force;
Others believe that they should take a break, accumulate strength and wait for a better opportunity.
In terms of the distribution of interests, various forces are unwilling to give in to each other and are fighting openly and secretly in order to compete for limited resources.
In order to get a bigger share of the pie, they resorted to all means and used all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, making the already tense relationship even more tense.
As a result, serious disagreements and disputes arose, leading to the continuous intensification of internal conflicts.
And that boss Zhang happened to be promoted to a small leader because of his connection with Chu Ci.
Now, all the benefits go to Ye Lin.
Originally, the conflict among the Tatars was only one point, but Ye Lin used Boss Zhang to directly instigate it to three or even five points.
Contradictions became increasingly prominent, and the orders issued were inconsistent and chaotic.
Under such circumstances, more Tatar spies were exposed.
In addition, the medicine provided by Chu Ci was extremely effective and always worked.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Tatars are now completely transparent in Ye Lin's eyes.
Thus, the counterattack officially began.
The Great Zhou adopted a flexible and varied guerrilla warfare strategy, focusing on eliminating the Tatars' manpower, especially their senior generals and core decision-makers.
The soldiers of the Great Zhou appeared and disappeared like ghosts, launching surprise attacks where the enemy least expected, and then quickly disappeared into the night.
The Tatars were so confused that sometimes they couldn't even tell which side was the one that started the war.
Thinking of this, Chu Ci's mouth curled up slightly, "Yes, it's time to prepare farewell gifts for everyone."
However, just as Chu Ci finished speaking, Qianxue's crisp and urgent voice came in like the wind: "Brother, sister-in-law! General Ye, capture the Tatar Khan Huercha!"
When Chu Ci heard this, fireworks exploded in his mind.
Ye Lin's achievements this time are probably comparable to those of the young general who conquered the Wolf's Lair in the history books of his previous life!
Thinking of this, Chu Ci could no longer sit still and stood up suddenly, "Let's go and see the resourceful King Huercha Khan."
At this moment, Qianxue hurried in and just heard Chu Ci's words. She pursed her lips, a hint of hesitation and worry appeared on her face, and her brows were slightly furrowed.
Finally, she said to Chu Ci solemnly: "Sister-in-law, you... should restrain yourself a little!"
"Huh?" Chu Ci looked bewildered, completely confused, and asked doubtfully, "What did I do that requires me to restrain myself?"
Seeing this, Qianxue nodded again helplessly and said seriously: "Sister-in-law, with this attitude, well, it's easy to drive that Huercha crazy."
Unexpectedly, Chu Ci said something shocking, "Whether Huercha is crazy or not, it doesn't matter!"
"Being crazy is better. Wouldn't it be better to replace him with a Khan who is dumber, weaker, and can be controlled by the Great Zhou?"
"In this way, the Tatars will no longer be able to stir up major disturbances, and the borders of the Great Zhou will usher in long-term peace. The people will be able to live and work in peace and contentment, free from the suffering of war."
Chuci is just nonsense.
But unexpectedly, he was caught red-handed by the eunuch who came to invite Chu Ci and his wife.
What’s more, the most crucial thing is that after the young eunuch returned, he relayed Chu Ci’s words to the prince verbatim.
As a result, Chu Ci's plan to return safely after the war was over was completely ruined.
She, along with Fan Jingrui and his wife, unexpectedly became part of the negotiation table.
Although it was just a title (because she didn't need to say a word from beginning to end), Chu Ci felt that it was worth it to be able to witness the real negotiations between the two countries with her own eyes.
But as she listened, she gradually felt that something was amiss in these negotiations. There was a strange atmosphere in the exchange of words.
It was clear that the Great Zhou had won an overwhelming victory in this war, and the Khan of the Tatars was captured. Why was it that the negotiation situation now meant that the Great Zhou had to provide food to the Tatars?
Chu Ci could no longer sit still.
Her face was solemn, her brows furrowed into a deep "川" shape, her eyes wide open. She walked quickly to the prince's side, her steps quick and powerful, her tone urgent and filled with anger: "Prince, is this battle won or lost?"
The prince was stunned by Chu Ci's sudden action. He stood there for a while without saying a word.
Chu Ci then began to rant like a machine gun: "I've only heard that losing requires ceding territory and paying compensation. How come we won so beautifully, even capturing the Khan of Tatar, and yet we still have to endure such humiliation?"
"Is our Great Zhou's victory fake? Or is there some shady deal going on here?"
"Our soldiers fought bravely and risked their lives on the battlefield, overcoming countless hardships and dangers, and finally achieved such a glorious victory. Is this the only result we get?"
Chu Ci's questions were fast and urgent, like a string of cannonballs, leaving Fan Jingrui no time to stop him.
As soon as these words were spoken, the Tatar prince's originally calm face suddenly became so gloomy that it seemed as if ink could drip out of it.
He slammed the table, stood up, and demanded angrily, "So, the Great Zhou has no sincerity in negotiating? This is how you treat us who want peace? Is this what you call the demeanor of a great power?"
"You want peace, are you sure..." Before I could finish the words, I couldn't beat us.
The Minister of Rites, who had come to assist in the peace talks, rudely interrupted Chu Ci. "Princess Yixin, we are negotiating here, not a place for you to mess around."
"You are so impulsive and reckless, completely disregarding the overall situation. If this affects the peace talks and harms the interests of the country, are you able to bear the responsibility? Princess, please respect yourself!"
"I am impulsive and reckless? I don't care about the overall situation?" Chu Ci laughed in anger.
But he was too lazy to argue with these people, and instead looked at the Crown Prince who had remained silent: "Does Your Highness think so too?"
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