"What Old Sun said makes sense. So what if Xili surrendered? The King of Xili is in our hands now. Why should we ask those blue-eyed barbarians to surrender? How many Sheng people did they kill when we broke through the Xiqin Pass?"
The atmosphere in the tent became depressing for a while. When the envoys sent by Xili said they wanted to surrender, they were extremely disdainful.
However, the rule of not beheading the envoy was set out, and they had to report it to the emperor before they could obey.
Deputy General Chen Ping asked in a low voice: "General, are you really going to release King Xili?"
Lu Ren stroked the imperial edict with his fingers and lowered his eyes in thought.
After a long while, he slowly said, "The emperor's order cannot be disobeyed. Even if we write to the emperor, he may not change his mind."
"If we all write a petition together, the emperor will have to reconsider, right?" Sun Tongguang said, "How can we accept Xili after seeing the bloodshed at Xiqin Pass? How can this blood debt be cleared just because they surrender?"
Lu Ren clenched the imperial edict, then loosened it slightly and said, "Release King Xili."
"General!"
"General!"
Lu Ren raised his hand to stop him, and continued calmly: "Unexpectedly, King Xili could not bear the humiliation, and he snatched the weapons from the guards in the tent and committed suicide."
After saying this, he looked at the people below and curled his lips: "This general is extremely sad, so I have notified the Xili envoy to bring back the body of the King of Xili."
Everyone stared in amazement, then clapped their hands and laughed: "Great, great, great, it makes people happy! This job must be done by me, Sun Tongguang!"
Chen Ping said quietly: "What happened in the tent today, you all need to keep it to yourself."
Everyone responded: "We know it in our hearts."
After everyone left, Chen Ping said, "The day after tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. It seems that we won't be able to make it back in time for not only the New Year's Day, but also the Lantern Festival."
Lu Ren touched his chest and said, "Yes, but the war is over. We can make some arrangements in the camp and spend the Golden Night Festival with the soldiers. It will be lively and exciting."
Chen Pingwei:?
He looked incredulous: "Is that something you can say?"
Lu Ren's strictness in disciplining the army is no exaggeration. Not to mention making it lively, even making some fun in daily life is considered a disruption of military discipline.
In his opinion, without strict military discipline, how can there be a tiger and leopard army?
It may sound a bit inhumane, but in fact all the soldiers are very convinced by Lu Ren. Which soldier doesn't want to serve under General Lu?
Lu Ren did not explain much, but continued to say something that was not like what he said: "In order to capture Xiguan Pass, the soldiers did not celebrate the New Year. It is only right to have a lively festival on the Lantern Festival. I will pay for the prize. However, you can have fun, but you can't let your guard down."
Chen Ping walked out of the military tent in a daze and grabbed a Lieutenant Li and said, "The general said that he wanted to make some arrangements to celebrate the Golden Night Festival with the soldiers."
Captain Li:?
Captain Li, who was in a daze, grabbed a lieutenant general and said, "Lieutenant General Chen said that the general said that he wanted to make some arrangements to celebrate the Golden Night Festival with the soldiers."
"ha?"
The Zhonglang Jiang who was being held back also held someone in a daze and said, "Captain Li said that Lieutenant Chen said that the general said that he wanted to make some arrangements to celebrate the Golden Night Festival with the soldiers."
"What's wrong with you?"
"No."
"Then what nonsense are you talking about?"
At this time, in the tent where King Xili was imprisoned, King Xili's head had already fallen to the ground. His head was covered in blood and his eyes were as big as copper bells, looking very terrifying.
"Someone! Something bad has happened! The King of Xili has committed suicide! Someone, come quickly! Go and call the Xili envoy!"
Sun Tongguang stood aside, looking at the head coldly, with satisfaction in his eyes.
The Xili envoy heard the news and rushed over. Seeing this scene, he fell to the ground in shock: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Lu Ren then lifted the curtain and entered, his face full of regret: "I didn't expect that the King of Xili was so stubborn and could not bear the humiliation, and actually committed suicide. Why did the envoy sit down? Come on, why don't you help him up?"
The messenger's legs were weak and he could not stand at all. He kept muttering: "The king is dead, the king is dead..."
It took him a long while to calm down, and he looked at Lu Ren in surprise: "General Lu, Xili has already submitted a letter of surrender, so he should protect my king's life..."
"That's wrong. We didn't expect King Xili to commit suicide."
Lu Ren sighed and said, "We don't want this to happen, but since the tragedy has already happened, the messenger should notify Xili to bring the body back."
"You! You actually! The king met with an accident in your Dasheng camp, and it was all because of your poor care!"
Facing the accusation, Lu Ren did not say much to him, and was too lazy to pretend to be sad. He directly lifted the curtain and left, not forgetting to instruct: "Come here, help the envoy to pack up the body of King Xili, and then let him notify Xili to send someone to take it away."
Not only was his tone not respectful or sad, it was even very casual, as if the person on the ground was not the King of Xili, but a piece of rotten meat.
The envoy said angrily: "Your attitude! It seems that Xili's surrender..."
Before the messenger finished speaking, Lu Ren raised his hand to interrupt him, his tone was calm, but his eyes were very sharp: "It doesn't matter, we can continue to meet on the battlefield."
The messenger only spoke harshly subconsciously, but when he thought of the scene of Xili being killed and his weapons and armor abandoned, he couldn't help swallowing and took two steps back.
Who would want to meet this living devil again on the battlefield? He is tired of living.
He looked at the head on the ground again and closed his eyes.
How could this death be considered suicide? How could one commit suicide by cutting off one's own head?
But the victors are the kings and the losers are the bandits, and they, Xili, are the losers.
He knew in his heart that they could not win on the battlefield, so they had no choice but to surrender. If they did not surrender, they would be killed.
Seeing that he had become more sensible to the current situation, Lu Ren nodded and said, "In that case, write down the matter of King Xili's suicide, and I will send someone to deliver it to Xili."
Upon hearing this, the messenger fell to the ground again.
But this time Lu Ren did not ask anyone to help him up, but turned around and went back to his tent.
He took out the brocade bag that was placed neatly on his chest and said, "Princess, I will be back soon."
Wen Yu, who was eating at this time, sneezed loudly.
Liu Chun looked nervous and asked, "Did the princess catch a cold again?"
"It's okay, someone must be thinking of me." Wen Yu waved her hand.
Liuchun: ...
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