The dirty words in the military tent emerged one after another. It was not until the general in the middle of the tent looked ugly that the polite comments on Liu Ruohuan were finally over.

General Olei stood up and said to the uninvited guest: "Anyway, Mr. Liu should be able to see that you are not welcome here, so you should go back and come back again."

Liu Ruohuan sighed and looked at Sakurai Yuki with a frustration.

He spread his hands and signaled that he had no choice.

Sakurai Yuyu walked calmly from the middle of the female generals to the front of the coach, with a steady step and casual face.

Before coming here, she specially re-dressed her hairpin and put on her makeup. Now she looks radiant and beautiful in front of many female generals on the battlefield.

"The Grandmaster said this so much that he would give my young master a face."

The handsome man above the throne looked at the woman in front of him and his expression became serious for the first time.

Her sixth sense told her that this woman was not simple, and she smelled an unusual smell on her body.

The last time I had this premonition was when I met the Right King of the Huns.

"Who are you?"

"I am a slut under the young master. My name is not worth mentioning, and my identity is irrelevant." Sakurai Yuxue said lightly: "But I think it's really irrational to the general's anger from the Han and Tang Dynasties at this moment."

A Xianyan pointed to Sakurai and said, "Your young master has no identity. Why do you have the face to stand in front of the general and point fingers at our family affairs?"

"Enough, A Xianyan, let her continue."

Sakurai Yuyu made a standard Jurchen etiquette to the Massacre, and this action made the noisy female generals quiet instantly.

"I remember six years ago, I had been on a mission to Dunhuang with the Imperial Merchant and went to Yanjing. At that time, the Jurchen general was not the one in front of me, but the people under my command lived and worked in peace and were far away from war."

Sakurai Yuki's voice was slow, and it sounded like a peasant woman at the entrance of the village chatting with her acquaintances again.

"Now that time has changed, the entire Jurchen tribe is full of soldiers and is actively preparing for war, but is this kind of scene of fighting to the death with all the tribes really what the generals hope for?"

A flash of light seemed to flash in the handsome man's eyes, and she had already made a judgment in her heart at this moment.

On the surface, the Han and Tang dynasties seemed to have just sent a colleague who had not succeeded and failed to defeat the situation to lead the troops to fight. In fact, the real planners of the Han and Tang dynasties were actually here.

Although she didn't quite understand why a person with such eloquence and vision would be willing to become a man's servant, the other party's words did come to her heart.

The commander asked in a deep voice: "If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?"

"The Grand Marshal and I, Han and Tang Dynasties, are not fish, so there is no need to pay attention to the rest. The people who live and work in peace and live a long life are what every wise king wants." Sakurai Yuxue smiled and said, "And I think it is not the Grand Marshal who has the choice now, but my young master."

A Xianyan hugged her arms and sneered: "Ha, do you know how fast the Huns in the northern border marched? Do you still dare to speak loudly in front of the tent?"

"The mere Huns, in front of the Han and Tang dynasties, are just defeated aliens who are difficult to ascend to the great hall of elegance." Sakurai Yuxue said carelessly: "In fact, there are two strengths that cannot be underestimated in the south, both of which can be helped by the Han and Tang dynasties, but the situation has not reached such a tense level, and the one in the imperial capital should not want to rely on external forces."

A Xianyan felt that the Han and Tang envoys in this handsome tent were just forcing the scene.

"A joke."

Sakurai Maoxue stretched out two green onion-like fingers and counted: "These two forces are the Southern Barbarians and the White Lotus Sect. The ancestors of the Han and Tang Dynasties once had great kindness to the Southern Barbarians, so the Southern Barbarians led by the Miao tribe all followed the leader of the Han and Tang Dynasties, not to mention that the Huns and the Southern Barbarians have different beliefs. One is the beast god and the other is the witch god. Do you think the Huns will maintain friendly relations with the various ethnic groups in the south after entering the country?"

"Not to mention the White Lotus Sect. To take ten thousand steps back, the White Lotus Sect is also a Han nationality. You may not understand the real strength of the White Lotus Sect in the Han and Tang dynasties, but with just one enemy of ten thousand people in the sect, you can kill all the Huns' generals."

The Jurchen generals in the handsome tent were all frightened by Sakurai's words.

Even the general asked in disbelief, "Ten Thousands of Enemies?"

A faint smile appeared on Sakurai Yuki's face, "Yes, this woman is said to be invincible under the half-immortal. It is said that she is the only half-immortal who has achieved great success in this world."

Even A Xianyan, who had always looked down on him, couldn't help but take a breath after hearing the message from this woman.

The general was silent for a while and said slowly: "Tell me about the purpose of your visit this time. Although we, the Jurchens, are not afraid of war, we are indeed tired of war."

"Our young master hopes to second the 8,000 elite soldiers of the Jurchens to assist in the war in the northern border of our country."

This proposal caused a thousand sensations, and the coach's tent suddenly became quarrels. Even the coach on the coach did not expect that the Han and Tang envoys would speak like this.

"What? Eight thousand people? Do you know how many of the entire population of my Jurchen tribe is? But only 27 thousand people, taking these eight thousand people away is almost equivalent to losing most of my Jurchen tribe's young and strong population."

“There are too many.”

"Not many, just right." Sakurai said dismissively: "These 8,000 people will be supplied with food and food by our army to slow down the pressure on the Jurchens. At that time, Jinyang City will open two granaries to give away 300 residential houses in the outer city, so that your tribe can spend the winter with peace of mind."

The noise in the handsome tent suddenly became much smaller. All the generals of the Jurchen knew that they fought to the death to leave food and supplies for the tribe to spend the winter.

Now the Han and Tang Dynasties are willing to accept them in disguise and give preferential treatment for winter, which really makes many people excited.

However, once these eight thousand Jurchen soldiers were given up, the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled will no longer be able to roam the land.

From then on, they became subordinates of the Han and Tang dynasties, fish on the chopping board.

Soon, during the fierce debate, two factions were divided into the general tent. One faction believed that it was weak in winter and needed the help of the Han and Tang dynasties to spend the winter safely. The other faction believed that the Jurchen clan did not need to succumb to the power of any force, and would spend the winter as it used to survive the winter.

Sakurai Yuyu smiled in the debate, and could not see any comments on their conclusions.

This look was like a sure thing that the Jurchen clan would finally adopt her proposal and cooperate with the Han and Tang dynasties.
Chapter completed!