52. Flame Lion

A moment later, the two sides met at the Qianqing Palace.

"How are things discussed?" Yang Mucheng looked at Zhang Waishi lightly. After going back and forth to Silla for a month or two, Zhang Waishi must not be hanging out, but must have discussed with the Silla Emperor about reinforcements. So Yang Mucheng didn't beat around the bush, and asked straight to the point.

"Your Majesty has acceded to His Majesty's request. Zhang Waishi said.

Zhang Waishi smiled bitterly in his heart. Originally, he still had expectations in his heart, if Guan Jing could climb onto Yang Mucheng's dragon bed, he might be able to make the young emperor relax, but it was a pity that Guan Jing stayed in Daqian these days, and Yang Mucheng didn't even give him a chance to enter the palace.

"Holy Majesty, Your Majesty has one condition. If you can defeat the Goryeo army, we are willing to return six cities to you, but if you can't, we will not be able to deliver any of them!"

Zhang Waishi looked at Yang Mucheng and said cautiously.

Yang Mucheng nodded, the transaction at the national level is not as easy to bargain as buying vegetables in the vegetable market. He had long known that it would not be so simple to recover the few cities that had been occupied from Silla. I really didn't expect that the other party would actually repel the Goryeo army at the cost of it.

"Yes, I agreed!"

"However, I can say the ugly things in the front, if you Silla dare to go back, I will take back what belongs to me from Silla tenfold and hundredfold!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Zhang Waishi.

"Naturally!" Zhang Waishi was furious by Yang Mucheng's gaze, and couldn't help but stiffen his head.

Yang Mucheng continued: "The military order is like a mountain, I will first clean up, arrange the affairs in the palace, and then go to Silla with you." ”

After speaking, Yang Mucheng left the Qianqing Palace.

"Zhang Waishi, does my father have any plans to give Daqian Chengchi?" Guan Jing hurriedly asked.

Zhang Waishi said with a smile: "Do you think that Daqian's 5,000 troops have the ability to stop the 50,000 troops of Goryeo? Even if they defeat Goryeo's army, Daqian must be seriously injured." Do you think that at that time, the great cadres who were greatly injured in their vitality still had the ability to ask us for six cities? I don't believe it, but he Yang Mucheng had the courage to wave his army to attack our Silla!"

Guan Jing said hurriedly: "Zhang Waishi, aren't you playing tricks?"

Zhang Waishi shook his head and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, this is not a trick, but a strategy!"

"But ......"

"No, but!" Zhang Waishi interrupted Guan Jing's words, and he smiled: "Between countries, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimp." The Goryeo Kingdom wants to swallow our Silla, and why don't we Silla want to swallow Daqian?"

......

Yang Mucheng made a simple arrangement.

Of the 500 Praetorian Guards, he naturally would not be mobilized and stayed in Daqian to prevent the rebels from rebelling. In his absence, Xiao Rong was in power. Everything can be cut first and then played without his permission.

The 5,000 Black Flag Army was the main force in this operation. However, the armor and blades have not yet been fully built, so they can't start for the time being.

As for the entourage, he only planned to take two of them.

One Bai Zhong, one Lu Yao'er.

In the afternoon of the same day, Yang Mucheng went out of the imperial city with Zhang Waishi and his party and rushed to Silla.

A few days later.

The convoy came to the Silla Imperial City.

"Holy Lord, you have a short rest at the post station, and I will go to report to Your Majesty!" Zhang Waishi arched his hand and took Guan Jing to retire and leave.

"What is this for? Didn't you ask our Daqian for help and borrow troops, the Holy Lord himself came, and the King of Silla didn't come out to greet him?" Bai Zhong was faintly displeased.

Yang Mucheng said with a smile: "You are a person from the rivers and lakes, and you don't understand the rules of the court. The etiquette of exchanges between countries is complicated and cumbersome, especially when the emperors of the two countries meet, and it is not as simple as ordinary people meeting for dinner. Since we're in Silla, let's take a stroll and get a taste of the local customs. ”

At that moment, the group of three people was wandering around the imperial city.

Daqian and Silla are neighbors, and the difference between the imperial cities is not too big.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a fierce beast roaring behind him, followed by a rapid sound of beast hooves trampling from behind him.

Apparently a large army is approaching.

Hearing the change, the pedestrians on the road quickly got out of the way, and Yang Mucheng also hurriedly retreated to the side and looked towards the rear.

At the end of the street, a group of men and horses were galloping.

Among the group, the leader was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, who wore a feather crown, a jade belt around his waist, and was dressed beautifully, obviously not an ordinary rich boy. And what surprised Yang Mucheng was the young man's mount.

This is a lion-like demon beast more than three meters long, and the hair on this demon beast's body is extremely red, and it looks like a raging fire from a distance.

What surprised him even more was that this lion-like demon beast actually had a cultivation equivalent to the late stage of internal strength.

"Holy Lord, this is an inferior demon beast!" Bai Zhong on the side reminded in a low voice. "Demon beasts correspond to martial artists, inferior demon beasts are equivalent to internal strength martial artists, medium demon beasts correspond to Tongmai realm martial artists, and high-grade demon beasts correspond to horizontal refining realm martial artists!"

"I heard that demon beasts are generally wild and untamable, how can this young man ride a demon beast?" Yang Mucheng asked.

"Holy Lord, you don't know anything. When the demon beast was born, it was not yet ferocious. As long as you take the cubs of the monster out of the nest and feed them carefully, you will be as loyal as a mastiff. The strength of demon beasts is generally stronger than that of martial artists of the same level, not only is their physique strong, but they are not afraid of death or death...... For example, this Flame Madness Lion, although it only has the strength of the late stage of internal strength, it can be a warrior at the peak of internal strength!" Bai Zhong continued.

I see.

Hearing Bai Zhong's explanation, he understood.

'I wanted to assemble a cavalry unit early in the morning, but unfortunately I couldn't find a suitable mount. Ordinary war horses, although mild-tempered, are easy to tame. But the strength is not enough to fight for a long time...... If you can cultivate a cavalry unit composed entirely of demon beasts, you can come and go like the wind. ’

'Today's Flame Lion has given me a reminder that I can do this in the future!'

And at this moment, the Flame Lion had already arrived in front of the three of them.

"Ahh

After all, it was the first time Lu Yao'er saw a demon beast, and she couldn't help but feel nervous, especially when the flaming lion swept by, it was like a flame rushing, and she suddenly exclaimed.

But he didn't want to, this silent cry angered the Flame Lion.

Roar!

The Flame Lion let out a roar of rage, and it was directly out of its original course, and its four paws of cold light stomped on the ground, grabbing a large hole in the ground. At the same time, a rapid jump pounced on Lu Yao'er.

At this moment, Lu Yao'er's eyes widened, and an unexpected scene made her stunned.

(End of chapter)