Chapter 440: Pretentious negotiations, Miraz is unable to dismount (1/2)

Chapter 440: Pretentious negotiations, Miraz is stuck in a trap

"She won't go alone." Susan stood up, "I'll go with her, and we will definitely get Aslan back."

"Enough of us have died." Chuan Bujin looked at Lucy in frustration, "You don't need to take risks."

"Nikabri was my friend, but he lost hope." Turlough said, "But Queen Lucy did not, and neither did I. We believed in Aslan's existence from the beginning to the end."

Reepicheep drew his sword and made a standard knightly salute, "For Aslan."

Chuan Bujin was silent for a moment, "Then I'll go with you."

"No, we need you to stay here." Lucy said, "You must hold on until we find Aslan."

"Prepare to negotiate first!" Aaron looked at Caspian, "You know Miraz best. You write the challenge and try to make it impossible for him to refuse."

"Okay, no problem." Caspian said. The more high-end, grand and upscale the challenge was, the more Miraz, as the king, could not refuse in front of everyone.

"Lucy, keep your bottle."

Lucy subconsciously covered her medicine bottle and asked with some confusion, "What's the reason this time?"

"In Peter's life-and-death showdown, it's never too much to prepare some healing things in advance!"

Hearing this, Lucy looked at Peter worriedly and took off the red pill bottle from her waist.

"I hope you don't have to use it."

Peter gave her a comforting smile and said nothing more.

It's impossible not to use it. His and Miraz's sword skills should be about the same, so injuries are inevitable.

But with this medicine bottle, the chance of winning can be increased to at least 70%.

Two hours later, Edmond, who had changed into a suit of armor, took the challenge and accompanied Aaron to the Tammer camp.

"Why should I follow you here?" Aaron asked depressedly.

"If the negotiation breaks down, you can at least lead me out." Edmund said firmly.

Aaron's mouth twitched, "Believe me, the effect will be better if you lead one man."

“The men and horses are good, but they can’t stop their archers.

But you are different. Your fighting ability is obvious to all. If you go to Miraz with me, even if you refuse the challenge, nothing will happen to us. "

Aaron: ...

"It's a bit of a show of force, but I have to admit that you have a good vision.

I will try my best to cooperate with you later. I also have some experience in negotiation. "

The two came to the Tammer camp and directly reported their identity as the envoy.

The vigilant soldiers did not dare to neglect, and immediately asked people to report to the king.

After a while, the two soldiers turned back and took them to the temporary king's tent.

Miraz sat proudly on the main seat. On his left and right sides were General Sopi and Council Elder Psupi. The other seats were also filled with general-level figures.

He looked at Edmund standing below him playfully, as if he were looking at a monkey.

But when he set his sights on the cynical Aaron, the amusement was instantly replaced by vigilance.

"You...are here to surrender?" Miraz asked with a smile.

He had a certain understanding of the Narnians. Their nobility would not allow them to surrender to the enemy, and the reason why he asked this was just to kill them.

Negotiate! Dominance is still very important.

"Pfft!" Aaron couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry, Sir Miraz..."

"King," Miraz emphasized, "I am the king now."

"Okay, King Miraz." Aaron said indifferently, "I have also received professional training. No matter how funny it is, I will not laugh unless I can't help it."

"what do you mean?"

Aaron pointed at Edmund, "Read it to them, otherwise a certain King will think we are easy to bully!"

Edmund pretended to be calm, then unfolded a scroll and read eloquently: "I, Peter, by Aslan's command, have been elected and designated, the King of Narnia, the Lord of Kelavil and the Emperor of Silent Island.

Without bloodshed and slaughter, I hereby challenge the usurper Miraz to a combat contest, where life is the bet and the reward is the total surrender of the loser. "

"Tell me, Prince Edmund." Miraz said calmly.

"King." Edmund reminded.

"What did you say?"

"It's actually King Edmund, although Peter is the real king.

I know, it's actually a bit messy. "

"Narnia is ruled by four kings: Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy, but Peter is the eldest among the four kings." Aaron explained.

"Yes, that's what I want to say."

"Okay! Edmund...King." Miraz reluctantly accepted this explanation and said nonchalantly: "Our army can annihilate you in one fell swoop, why should I risk accepting such a proposal."

"I also said let's just fight to the death." Aaron said with some dissatisfaction, "We may not lose."

"Pretending." Miraz looked at Aaron suspiciously, with a touch of disdain on his lips, "If you were really confident, you wouldn't wait for us to attack."

"Have you underestimated our numbers?" Edmund laughed. "A week ago the Narnians were extinct!"

"Now you just wait to become extinct!" Miraz said coldly.

"If you don't dare, don't dare. Who are you trying to scare by saying something so fierce and inwardly?" Aaron mocked unceremoniously, "But I also understand that King Miraz is in his thirties after all, and he is a bit older than a young warrior. It's not right to bully the weak. It's not right to bully the weak. It should be said that the strong are afraid of the young. "

When Miraz heard this, a few more black lines appeared on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This is not a question of whether you dare or not."

"Didn't you refuse?"

"I didn't say rejection." Miraz said every word, but before he could finish his words, a general on the side blocked what he wanted to say.

"We support you Your Majesty, whatever your decision."

"Your Majesty, our military superiority is the most sufficient reason." Pusuppi helped. "We can completely avoid unnecessary..."

Hearing this, Miraz's eyes widened in shock.

What do you mean by this? Put pressure on him? If you don't accept the challenge, you really won't dare.

Miraz immediately drew out his sword, looked at Psuupi fiercely and said, "I didn't want to avoid anything."

"I just want to point out that Your Majesty has the right to refuse the contest." Pusupi said confidently but sinisterly.

"Your Majesty will never refuse." General Soapy suddenly said, "He likes to seize the opportunity to show the people the courage of the new king."

Miraz was immediately stunned. He was obviously the king, but he was put on the back foot by his ministers with just a few words.

He felt that there might be a traitor in his team, but these people were thinking of him both inside and outside their words, and there was nothing wrong with them at all.

After a few seconds of silence, he pointed his sword at Edmund, "You'd better hope your brother's sword is sharper than his pen."

In order to prevent Miraz from seeing the flaw, Edmond had maintained an unchanging smile since he came in.

Now that he heard Miraz agreed to the duel, the stone in his heart dropped to the ground, and the stiff expression on his face almost stopped.

"What a pity." Aaron smacked his lips with regret, "How could you accept it?"

"You should be secretly having fun right now!" Miraz almost laughed angrily.

"It's really not the case." Aaron shook his head solemnly, "If Peter hadn't been worried about hurting both sides and wanted to find a gentle way to solve the problem, I wouldn't have come here at all.

I just thought it would be fine if you refused, and fighting an upright battle would be considered fair and aboveboard. "

“You’re so good at what you get!

I have agreed to the duel, is there anything else you are not satisfied with? "

"Nonsense, in my opinion this duel has no meaning at all.

If Peter loses, he will definitely die, but the remaining Narnians may not surrender. If you lose, you may be lucky enough to survive, but the horn of attack will probably sound as soon as you are safe.

In short, no one follows the rules of the contract. Aaron said righteously, his eyes scanning everyone in the camp, and they all looked elsewhere subconsciously.

"Then you still dare to come?" Miraz asked in surprise.

"The hope is slim, but you have to give it a try!" Aaron said helplessly, "This is Peter's idea and has nothing to do with me.

My idea is to be simpler. It doesn't matter if a duel cannot be avoided. It's good to liven up the atmosphere before the official battle begins.

If the king can be beheaded, one's own morale will be greatly increased and the chance of winning will be increased by 20%.

Of course this is the same for you too. "

The corners of Miraz's mouth twitched slightly, and she felt like crying.

Peter really needed a duel to boost his morale, but he didn't need it. The army would be able to overwhelm him and he would be safe.

But now that he has agreed to a duel in front of so many people, it is not easy for him, a newly crowned king, to regret it.

It makes no difference to him if he wins, but if he loses, the joke will be too big. His throne is not yet secure, and his life will be lost.

"Let's set a time!" Aaron suggested, "The Tamer army set up camp this morning, and the entire army has not rested yet.

I won’t take advantage of you. How about setting the time at this time tomorrow? "

"Okay." Miraz agreed immediately without doubting that he was there.

When the two of them left the camp, Edmond's legs weakened and he almost stumbled to the ground.

"Scared me.

What you said is a bit aggressive. Aren't you afraid that Miraz will flip the table? "

"He won't." Old God Aaron said, "When the negotiation started, the distance between me and him was less than ten meters. My force value is still a certain threat to ordinary people, as long as he is not too If he is too embarrassed, he will not act rashly.

Although I used a little provocation in the middle, it was the Tammer generals and council elders who really forced him to make a choice. This wave of backstabbing will definitely make him doubt his life.

In the end, the truth can sometimes be more deceptive than lies.

I have made the meaning and value of a life-and-death duel clear, and he will never think that we are trying to delay time. "

When Edmund heard this, he was also speechless.

But soon a relaxed smile appeared on his face, "Originally, I just wanted to postpone it until the afternoon, but you pushed it directly to tomorrow, which can be regarded as overfulfilling the task."

"That's not important. What's important is that Miraz's current throne is unstable." Aaron frowned slightly, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that refusing the challenge is the best choice, but there are actually three people in his camp who are fighting against the fire. He was forced to agree, which is a bit abnormal. "

"This... shouldn't be a big deal, right?" Edmond said somewhat unconfidently.

"maybe!

But the struggle for power is often endless.

At present, Caspian has lost to Miraz, but who can guarantee that others will not covet the throne!

It's a small miracle that you four siblings have been able to rule Narnia for so many years and still live in harmony. "

Edmond was stunned for a moment and scratched his head in confusion, "It's really complicated.

But it has nothing to do with us, and the decisive battle between Tammer and Narnia is about to begin. Even if they want to fight among themselves, they should wait until the war is over. "

"That's true."

After walking a long way, the two returned to the bunker.

Caspian immediately came up and said, "How's it going? He agreed, right?"

"Of course, there is nothing that can't be resolved if King Edmund personally takes action." Edmond said proudly, "Not only did we agree, we also postponed the duel to noon tomorrow."

"Great." Peter clapped his hands and said slightly excitedly, "It's easy to dig a tunnel, but it's not easy to get all the flammable materials. It's not easy to be discovered under the cover of night."

"We'll leave in the afternoon." Susan said seriously. Although Lucy had a certain degree of confidence in finding Aslan, setting off earlier would give her more hope.

Caspian nodded slightly and led Lucy and Susan to a black horse.

"Dai Siqi is a horse that is good at fighting and has always taken good care of me. He will work well with you."

"Hold hands?" Lucy smiled, "Horse should say hoof!"

Caspian smiled helplessly and helped the two of them onto the horse.

He looked at Susan and was silent for a few seconds. "I wish you good luck."

"Thanks."

"This." Caspian took out the magic horn, "Maybe it should be returned to its original owner."

"Why don't you keep it?" Susan said. "You may need to see me again."

Caspian was stunned for a moment, a slight blush appeared on his face, and he didn't know whether to put down the hand holding the horn.

"Well... I may have come at the wrong time." Aaron walked out of the darkness embarrassedly and said with a teasing look on his face: "I disturbed you two from confessing to each other."

"No."×2.

Caspian and Susan said in unison, but when they finished speaking, they both turned away in embarrassment.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! There's nothing to admit.

This situation of looking at each other is quite rare, so take advantage of it. "

"Why do you feel like you have so much experience?" Lucy asked curiously.

"If you have an elder in your family, no, a group of elders who urge you to start a family as soon as possible and are ready to arrange a blind date before you graduate, you will know how difficult it is to find someone you like."

"You are only fifteen years old!" Lucy said in surprise.

"Age has never been a problem." Aaron spread his hands, "At least that's what they think."

"What are you doing here?" asked Caspian.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your girlfriend." Aaron patted his shoulder, reached out and took out a silver pistol from the red magic circle, "It's impossible for two girls to go deep into the forest without weapons for self-defense, Su San is an excellent archer, but Lucy... her dagger looks to me just fine for sharpening pencils.

Twelve bullets, use them sparingly. "