The soldiers on both sides stared at each other with vigilance, holding spears or scimitars in their hands, waiting for a command, and a battle that took place outside the capital of Huachao would immediately unfold and never stop.

Seeing the situation tense, the officials and people watching inside the city gate ran back in horror. Then the thick city gate slowly closed, and finally a muffled "bang" sounded, and the city gate was closed.

It is the nature of Chinese people to love to watch the excitement. After a while, the people and officials quietly climbed up to the top of the city, leaned their waists and poked out half of their bodies, and quietly looked at the confrontation between the two sides under the city.

The atmosphere was indescribable and dull. Thousands of people made no sound. Feng Qiudao and the Turks led by the leader looked at each other. They all saw a huge hatred from each other's eyes. Their hands were tightly holding the hilt, and their knuckles turned white due to excessive force.

Fang Zheng looked at this scene coldly, as if he was ignorant of the upcoming war. After observing for a while, he found that these Turks were impeccable in terms of arrays and tacit understanding of each other, as intimate as if one was moving. After calming down, Fang Zheng began to wonder at this moment that these people did not look like two people who were hostile to each other.

The emperor's will give him was to receive the envoys sent by the brothers Gu Dulu and Mochu, who had become enemies of each other. The group of Turkic people in front of him cooperated so well that they were not like enemies of each other.

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng suddenly said to Lu Hongwen: "Master Lu, go and ask which envoy they are sent by Khan on the grassland."

After not hearing the movement for a long time, Fang Zheng turned his head and saw that Lu Hongwen was so scared that his face looked like earth, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve. He had no intention of listening to Fang Zheng's words.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel angry and funny. Young Master, I'm not scared yet. What are you afraid of? It seems that I am not the only coward in Huachao. If the fight really starts later, Young Master, I will use this guy as a shield and run away first.

Dali patted Lu Hongwen on the shoulder, and Fang Zheng said with a stern face: "What are you afraid of? We 3,000 people are tempted to him, and each one drowned them even if they urinate. Go! Pass a message to me!"

Lu Hongwen had no choice but to tremble, and took a step forward carefully, and quarreled a few words in the not-so-fluent Turkic words. The alert expression on the head Turkic man's face faded slightly, and he heard this and replied a few words.

Lu Hongwen wiped his cold sweat and said, "He said he was the envoy sent by the most noble and greatest Khan Mochuo Da Khan on the grassland, named Datata. He also said that our Huachao people actually dared to kill their horses, and they had formed an irreconcilable hatred with them. They wanted to use the blood of our bodies to wash..."

Fang Zheng waved his hand and interrupted him: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about the people below. The people on the grassland are so verbose. If you take revenge, you can take revenge. You wash and brush. If you don't know, you think these guys are driving a car wash room..."

Fang Zheng touched his chin and thought about it. He originally said that it was two groups of people, but now there is only one group. I guess the other group is still on the way. We, Huachao people, don’t have to compete with these fools, so it’s better for them to compete.

"Master Lu, ask the Turks whether they want war or alliance? Give them a stick of incense to consider it, tell them that if they want war, we will war for him! Let's start fighting here today, three thousand people fight 200 people, and they can kill them all in a few rounds. Then we will form an alliance with Gudulu Khan. If they want to form an alliance, I will put away the broken iron pieces on their hands and shook my eyes with flashes."

Lu Hongwen hesitated and walked forward, just as he was about to translate, Feng Qiudao, who was standing beside him, was impatient and pushed Lu Hongwen aside without hesitation. He started talking to the Turks by himself.

Feng Qiudao has the potential to be a diplomat. He speaks with a stern voice and a stern voice. He holds the hilt of the knife tightly in his hand, giving people the feeling that he will pull out the knife at any time and orders the soldiers to attack. The originally solemn scene adds a lot of violent and bloody atmosphere.

The Turkic man Datata's face had already turned pale, and the scimitar in his hand was trembling slightly, emitting a flashing light. The scene was stalemate for half a stick of incense. Datata's expression had been unpredictable, as if he was hesitating and gritting his teeth, sometimes red and sometimes white, which surprised Fang Zheng.

"Why are you standing there and playing with face change? Is it so difficult to decide?" Fang Zheng curled his lips disdainfully.

Wei Chengde stroked his beard and smiled and said, "It's hard for the Turks. It seems that they are fighting fiercely on the grassland and need the help of an ally in urgent need of the help of an ally."

Finally, Datata roared to the sky, then pulled the sheepskin robe he was wearing hard, and walked back and forth like a crazy beast for a few times. Finally, he vented his anger a little, and then said a few words to his Turkic companions behind him. Two hundred Turkic people, who were in a state of caution, he hesitated and slowly put away the scimitar in their hands after hearing Datata's words.

Then Datata said something to Fang Zhengjijigua.

Lu Hongwen took the initiative to come up with a happy face and said with a smile: "Master Fang, the Turkic people said that the man on the grassland was as vast as the sky, like a goshawk looking down at the earth..."

Fang Zheng interrupted him impatiently again: "Why are Luo Li talking so much? Tell the point! Do they want to fight or make friends?"

Lu Hongwen was suffocated and then smiled, "The Turks said that they would just forget what happened just now. He wanted to ask Lord Fang, can they enter the city now?"

Fang Zheng sneered, they just let it go, Young Master, I don’t want to forget it yet. Since you are convinced, I should be tough. Otherwise, how could you recover the scare you caused to me just now?

So Fang Zheng changed into a smile and walked forward, saying to Datata: "Welcome to the capital of Huachao. I have worked hard all the way, so please go into the city first to rest."

Lu Hongwen, who was standing aside, translated Fang Zheng's words to Datata. This time, Datata finally looked at Fang Zheng carefully, and changed from the disdainful attitude towards him just now to the point of looking at him.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was young, wearing court uniforms, with a pretty upright appearance, but with a frivolous and slick look, Datata couldn't help but wonder why the Emperor of Huachao arranged such officials to receive them? Could this move have any profound meaning?

Before he could figure it out, Fang Zheng smiled and reached out to invite him. Two hundred Turks put their swords into sheaths, and three thousand soldiers slowly relaxed their vigilance. The two sides finally reached a superficial harmony.

Fang Zheng introduced Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao to Datata again. Wei Chengde bowed lightly, but Feng Qiudao snorted coldly, and ignored Datata.

Fang Zheng smiled at Datata and said, "Don't be surprised. He is the only person. They will accompany you to the city first. I have something to do. I will see you after I finish it."

After hearing what Lu Hongwen translated, Datata said strangely: "What else do you have?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and did not answer him.

Turning around and pointing at the corpse of horses lying all over the ground, Fang Zheng shouted to the three thousand soldiers: "Brothers, let the blood of these horses dry up, sprinkle all the horse blood on this official road. From now on, there will be more rules on this road. Whoever rides here doesn't slow down, these horse blood will end up!"

Three thousand soldiers looked at each other, then shouted excitedly, and pulled out their swords and stabbed them hard into the belly of the horse corpse. In front of the Turkic envoy, they blooded the horse.

The two hundred Turkic people who had already relaxed their guard were really angry. They screamed and pulled out the scimitar, and rushed towards Fang Zheng like crazy.

The officials and the people on the city had just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that the two sides had returned to their tense state. They couldn't help but exclaim in unison, and their hearts were once again hung high.

This time, Master Fang was not afraid. He stared at Datata with an old face as if he was smiling, as if he had calculated that he would react.

Datata's face twitched a few times involuntarily, his eyes were so angry that it seemed to be about to spit out fire. He stared at Fang Zheng and finally yelled at the group of Turks a few times. The Turks were a little quieter, but the fire smell on both sides was already extremely strong.

Datata had a gloomy face and a hoarse voice said a few words to Fang Zheng. While wiping the cold sweat, Lu Hongwen translated: "Master Fang... He said that horses are their Turkic friends and comrades-in-arms. I hope you can give a reasonable explanation for the release of horse blood, otherwise he will report to the emperor of our dynasty and ask him to deal with you..."

Fang Zheng smiled and said to Datata with a smile: "Our emperor is very busy, so there is no need to complain about this small matter. The rules of our dynasty have always been like this. If anyone reaches the capital and still runs wildly, according to the laws and regulations of our dynasty, he must kill the horse and bleed. No matter who it is, it will be the same. If the messenger of Gudulu Khan is the same as you, their horses will not be able to be kept."

Lu Hongwen smiled bitterly and translated Fang Zheng's words to Datata. Datata's angry expression finally gritted his teeth and held back after hearing the words "The messenger of Gudulu Khan". He remembered the mission of coming to China this time. For them, Mochu Khan, unifying the grassland is much more important than these two hundred horses, even more important than their dignity.

After shouting loudly, Datata entered the city with a blue face and a rushing moment with two hundred Turkic people full of anger and unwillingness.

Fang Zheng raised his middle finger at Datata's back, and then smiled and said to Feng Qiudao: "Brother Feng, you will ask someone to set up a sign next to the official road with horse blood spilled. Write a few words on it, and then write 'Hu people dismount'. From now on, this will be a scenic spot."

Feng Qiudao nodded in a hurry.
Chapter completed!