Chapter 1040: Preparing for peace talks?

"This is a great struggle. The unification of the world is the general trend. No one can stop it."

"The Central Plains countries have been fighting for more than a hundred years. The people have been displaced and living in poverty. Now, the world is unified and the prosperity and peace are just around the corner."

"There must be a war between Yu and Shu!"

Hearing Guo Jia's words, Princess Mingyang was silent for a long time. With her beautiful eyes flashing, she looked at Guo Jia: "What about you?"

"You are Dayu's official, and my Xishu's son-in-law."

"Who are you helping?"

Guo Jia shook his head and said calmly: "Although Xishu has a geographical advantage, it is definitely not Dayu's opponent!"

"Dayan has dominated the Central Plains for more than a hundred years. Now, Donghuai, Nanman, Mobei and even Yingzhou have all surrendered to Dayu's cavalry."

"No one can stop Dayu's army."

"Jia is a minister of Dayu, so he should serve him."

Seeing Guo Jia so decisive, Princess Mingyang bit her lower lip and said with red eyes: "So, my West Shu should surrender?"

"Mingyang, whether it is West Shu or Dayu, they can't decide who the world belongs to!"

"What can really decide who the world belongs to is not a country, let alone the king of a country, but the people of the world!"

"This world belongs to the people of the world!"

"Not the world of any family!"

"Dayu's victory is not only in the military, but also in the hearts of the people!"

Princess Mingyang was silent again. She and Guo Jia met Dayu, so she naturally saw Dayu's customs and folkways.

Although West Shu is located in the Central Plains, it has always been in a remote corner.

If the country is not prosperous, it is difficult to invade by war.

The reason why Dayan and Xishu have been at peace for these years is precisely because Xishu is barren and not suitable for farming. Moreover, with the Western Regions as a constraint, Dayan occupying Xishu may not be a good thing.

But now, the situation has changed. Dayu, who occupies the Central Plains, is definitely not comparable to Dayan in the past. Moreover, without the constraints of neighboring countries, the whole country will attack Xishu with great force, and it will surely be unstoppable.

"What do you think?"

Princess Mingyang looked at Guo Jia, and her eyes became very complicated. After knowing Guo Jia's identity, he had thought of this day a long time ago.

"I advise your majesty to merge with Dayu!"

"What about my West Shu?"

"What about my royal family?"

"West Shu will naturally re-divide the prefectures and counties, and the royal family... If your majesty is willing to merge with Dayu, Jia can keep the royal family safe!"

"Let's go!"

"Where to?"

"Follow me to see my father!"

Princess Mingyang looked at Guo Jia and said seriously: "My father will definitely not agree easily. Even if my father agrees, the ministers in the court, the royal family, and the aristocratic families behind my royal family will definitely not agree."

"Let's give it a try!"

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It was raining in Zijing City, and scattered raindrops were scattered with the wind, falling on the streets and alleys, and hitting people's faces, pattering and hazy.

This was destined to be an uneasy day, and the footsteps of pedestrians on the street were getting more and more hurried.

Some vendors even stopped shouting, but it was not because of the rain, but because of the cold armor on the street, the flashing sword light, and the dull and orderly footsteps.

"Have you heard?"

"The Yu people are coming to attack."

"Alas, in just half a year, the battlefield in the eastern border of Dayan has been completely defeated, and now even His Majesty has collapsed!"

"Is Dayan really going to die?"

The voices of the crowd cannot change the wheel of history rolling forward. Under the tide of the times, the power of an individual is too small, so small that it is like dust and not worth mentioning.

But this mighty world is driven by people who are as small as dust.

Under the city tower.

Flags are flying, soldiers are standing in rows, war horses are neighing, and dark clouds are pressing down on the city.

The "Qin" flag is flying in the middle, with Ming on the left and Qin on the right. The black army stretches for dozens of miles. The Yan army on the city tower is trembling. Even if their most elite emperor's guards are mobilized to the city tower, they cannot change the depressed morale of the Yan army.

The gates of Zijing City are closed, and the people in the city are closing their doors.

In the central army tent.

Ning Fan, wearing armor, sat in the position of the commander-in-chief, and below him sat the marshals of the three legions.

"My lord, the three legions, a total of 800,000 troops, are all ready!"

"Yes!"

Ning Fan nodded. After several battles, Dayu's legions also suffered some losses. Although they were replenished, they were still incomplete.

"My lord, please give the order. The city must be broken within three days!"

"My lord, I will fight. My Great Qin Legion can break the city in two days!"

"My lord, let me be the vanguard, and I can enter the Bauhinia City tonight!"

All the generals were excited and looked at Ning Fan with fiery eyes. This is the merit of destroying a country!

Moreover, the one destroyed was Dayan, which is known as the strongest in the Central Plains!

From today on, the Central Plains will change!

"My Lord!"

"Don't attack the city!"

Jia Xu seemed very calm, and said in a deep voice: "Now Dayan's defeat is certain, their main force has suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining troops have all retreated into the city."

"If we attack by force, not to mention the casualties, it will inevitably cause panic and unrest among the people in the city!"

"In my opinion, we should use courtesy before force!"

"Oh?"

"How should we proceed?"

Jia Xu said calmly: "Courtesy before force!"

"Yes!"

"My Lord, Xu is willing to enter the city and negotiate peace with Dayan!"

"Okay!"

Ning Fan looked at Li Cunxiao below and said softly: "Cunxiao, you go into the city with Wenhe!"

"Yes!"

"My Lord, we have a large army on the border, and we have the advantage. What is there to talk to them about?"

"Talk... of course it won't work."

Ning Fan smiled mysteriously. The situation has reached this point, and Dayan will definitely not surrender. This is not in the interests of Dayan officials, let alone those aristocratic families.

After all, order has collapsed, and the strong are respected!

Only at this time is it the time for them to make a fortune, and they can even use this opportunity to break the class solidification that has lasted for more than a hundred years.

"Then why do we still need to negotiate!"

"Of course it's for the world to see."

"My lord is right, the people of the world have been fighting for a long time!"

"Now, let's give Dayan a chance to surrender!"

"It can be regarded as courtesy before force!"

Ning Fan nodded in agreement and looked at Li Cunxiao on the side: "Cunxiao, do you know how to negotiate this time?"

"My lord, the peace talks are not with Mr. Wenhe..."

"Yes!"

"But if Mr. Wenhe can't reach an agreement, it's your turn to negotiate!"

"Ah?" Li Cunxiao scratched his head with embarrassment: "My lord, you asked me to fight in the battlefield, and I would never frown. You can negotiate with a group of scholars..."

"Nonsense, who asked you to talk with your mouth!"

"Then what to use?"

"Fists, when you need to appear, it must be that the negotiations cannot be reached. Since the negotiations cannot be reached, what's the point of talking, just beat him and kill towards the city gate!"

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