"I have come here on behalf of King Gravel of the Kingdom of Norsland, and with great sincerity. If the kingdom of Kurut is not willing to live in peace with us, then I can leave immediately. Hybur looked at the generals of the Kurut Kingdom with contempt and said in a cold voice.

His words made many fierce generals angry, but before they could open their mouths to fight back, the minister in the robe on the other side was the first to speak: "We have always kept the covenant, and peace is what we desire...... However, it seems that our treaty was with the Delman Empire, not the Kingdom of Norsland. ”

"The Kingdom of Norsland is the only truly legitimate power in the north today. Haybur argued.

"In the treaty of that year, although our Kurut Kingdom was defeated, there were still tens of thousands of cavalry waiting for it. The minister flaunted his force and threatened Haybur.

In his opinion, the Kingdom of Norsland was simply the best target for plunder. They had salt and cloth, iron and all sorts of other wonderful things. Snatching these things will greatly alleviate the poverty of the Kurut Kingdom.

Haybur smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, "So, if one day, the Norsland Kingdom comes to the steppe to hunt, your Kurut Kingdom will also welcome it?"

"Bold!" a military general pressed his long knife and tried to get out of the ranks, but was stopped by the minister with his eyes. The other generals who wanted to step forward saw the minister's face, and they all suppressed the urge to burst out.

I saw that after the minister stopped the general who came out, he took two steps forward, looked at Hyperur and asked, "Actually, I really want to know, why do you ...... Dare to cross the mountains and talk to us about the Covenant. ”

Hearing what the other party said, Haybur grinned, he looked at the Seru Khan, who was still sitting on the throne, and asked: "Since you want to see our strength, then I will first give our king's gift to His Majesty, and send it." ”

The minister frowned, then nodded, agreeing to Hybour's request. Soon, two soldiers from the Kingdom of Norsland walked to Hybur's side carrying a wooden box that was not huge.

They opened the wooden box, revealing a long thing inside. None of the people present recognized the object, but it had a resounding name in the Kingdom of Norsland, the Wrath of Glory, which was based on the crossbow captured by the Delman Empire, and the Kingdom of Norsland's own imitation of the Crossbow.

As soon as he reached out and pulled the brand-new crossbow out of the box, Hyble pulled the bowstring unskillfully, put a crossbow bullet into the bow slot, and then lightly pulled the trigger against the pillar in the distance.

"Bah!" After a crisp sound, all the guards and generals present were so frightened that they drew their waist knives, trying to step forward to stop Hybur who was holding a dangerous weapon.

However, Haybur put the weapon back in the box, and then looked at the generals of the Kurut Kingdom with contempt: "This is the Glorious Wrath developed by our Kingdom of Norsland, and the king asked me to give it to you Khan." ”

As he spoke, Haybur pointed to the crossbow in the box and said, "If the Kingdom of Kurut is willing to form an alliance with us, then whether it is iron tools, cloth and salt, etc., we will supply them in sufficient quantities, and we will not withhold them." ”

"If the Kulut Kingdom insists on meeting with my Norsland Kingdom, then the soldiers of my Norsland Kingdom equipped with this weapon will greet your warriors!" After saying this, Hybur waved his hand, and the two soldiers of the Norsland Kingdom put down the box, turned around and retreated, without looking at the sharp knives surrounding them.

The sturdy Khan of Seru finally rose from his throne, his body as large as a wall. He stepped on the fluffy wool carpet and walked to Hyperur's side before he spoke, "You had a chance to kill me just now." ”

"If Your Majesty insists on being an enemy of the Norsland Kingdom, our Norsland Kingdom will shoot too many soldiers more accurately than me. Hyper didn't give in, staring into the other's eyes and retorted.

Vis Khan himself bent down, took out the crossbow from the box, and handed it to Hybur: "Again, I was far away just now and didn't see clearly. ”

Taking the crossbow from the Great Khan's hand, Hybor pulled the bolt of the gun, reloaded it with a new crossbow bullet, and handed it back to the Great Khan of Seru.

The burly and unusual Seru Khan took the loaded crossbow bullet, listened to Hybur's simple explanation, and then picked up his rifle and took a shooting pose, and aimed it at Hybur who was standing in place with the black muzzle: "Pull this thing called the trigger, and you will die?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, if you pull this trigger, I die. Hyble nodded. He felt a very dangerous aura, a chilling aura emanating from a ruler.

Seru Khan succeeded to the throne as the Great Khan when he was seven years old, and in more than 20 years, he built the entire Kurut Kingdom into the strongest Kurut Kingdom in history, relying on ruthlessness and fighting.

Now, he has a murderous intent, so the trembling momentum he exudes is really dense and makes it difficult to breathe.

"Phew!" Seru Khan pulled the trigger, but it wasn't Hybre who was aiming. He struck the general, who had been shouting to plunder, and the crossbow bolt easily pierced through the armor he was wearing, leaving a small hole in it that was far inferior to the wound of the bow and arrow.

However, the general was much worse than being shot with a bow and arrow, and his eyes widened to cover the wound on his chest, but he found that he was so strong that he did not even have the strength to lift his arms.

He struggled to stand still, but staggered backwards. It wasn't until he was lying on the ground, blood soaking his back, that he realized how powerful the things in Seru Khan's hands were.

"Uh......" He tried to speak, but he only let out a dull snort, and closed his eyes forever. And around him, the group of generals who didn't dare to move anymore looked at the corpses on the ground and swallowed a mouthful of saliva before stabilizing their minds.

"The decision has been made! Kurut and the Kingdom of Norsland...... Peace!" Thyrul Khan lowered his crossbow, "This thing is good! I love it!" he continued with a hearty laugh