Chapter 512: Little Wenhou, Oh No, Genuine Wenhou Lu Bu (8)
Poor old men, many of them are now unable to ride horses. Fortunately, many of the people who came over at the end were strong men in the prime of life. As a result, a lot of simple stretchers were made.
Even the most seriously injured had to endure the pain of broken bones, sit on stretchers, and persist all the way to the site of the peace talks.
But to their great disappointment, there was not the slightest hint of peace here. The heavily armed Imperial soldiers let them see the shadow of the killing on the battlefield. The thick smell of blood still lingered on their bodies.
Many people immediately furrowed their eyebrows, and the smell of blood they smelled was probably from their relatives. Even the elders who are old have developed a kind of aggressive mentality at this moment. Suddenly, peace seemed to be no longer what they wanted.
This tense and unsettling atmosphere had quickly enveloped the other tribal elders who had rushed around them, and it seemed that many, like them, had begun to wonder if peace had really come after seeing the brutality of the battlefield.
Lu Bu was the first to notice their changes, but there was only so much he could do. After all, he is not a psychologist and does not know how to adjust their mentality in such a situation. Of course, even if he wants to pry them, we probably won't be willing to accept the suggestion of a junior who is a junior.
After all, this is related to the fate of the entire tribe, or the entire tribal alliance, and what they want to see is the peaceful life that once belonged to them.
Lu Bu knew very well in his heart that these people had never had a so-called peaceful life at all, and the people living on this grassland were always dealing with war, so what kind of peaceful life could they have.
After the war with them, they suddenly began to miss their previous lives, even if there was never a lack of swords and swords in their previous lives, but they still yearn for it.
So. This group of people does not really advocate peace at all, and if they do, how can they miss the days of fighting and killing in the past!
Then they are now more exposed, the infinite desire for peace. What does that mean exactly?
The answer to this question is simple: no other side in previous wars has dealt them such a heavy blow as the empire of today.
They felt fear in the face of blood. And not the so-called peace made them feel cherished. What this group of people hope for is that the strength of the empire will completely disappear in this generation.
This is their political demand, that is, their so-called ideal of peace, and more importantly, their so-called peaceful life, the same tranquility as before.
The word tranquility doesn't matter, what they need is the same life as before.
In other words, they now maintain a state of illusion about the existence of the Empire. They hope that the empire will prove it to them. Proving that the empire itself was just a nightmare for them, and now, it's time to wake up! So, please be generous to the empire and give them back their original lives!
However, this kind of political demand is definitely not something that the empire is willing to accept.
How could they accept such a result in the hard-earned Kazakh steppe! Even if you want to withdraw from here, you have to leave traces of what existed, which is what every civilization instinctively does.
However, the defeated side. But it is absolutely impossible to take all the traces by yourself.
People who did not fully realize how terrible defeat really is now have strong political illusions.
In front of a group of people with strong fantasies about chartered cars, and the military commanders of the empire walked to the negotiating table. The inevitable contradiction arises.
On the one hand, the empire wants to leave here the privileges that belong to the empire. This mainly includes commercial trade, and land use.
However, almost all the tribes of the Kazakh steppe did not agree to the demands of the empire. Not because they felt humiliated by such a request, but because. They simply can't think of the empire leaving a trace here. After all, they harbor the illusion that the empire is just a nightmare.
But for the victorious powers, they have reduced their own requirements. The original goal was to control the economy and politics of the area in a near-total manner. Now, retaining too much political presence may be an unattainable goal, but if you don't leave any economic presence, there is probably no reason to return to it later, after all, money is the devil, and economic problems are the easiest thing to create friction. The Empire needs friction, friction in any realm, to be an excuse to come back here.
Of course, the other side may not be aware of such depth, but their actual behavior is precisely not to leave any excuse for the empire.
Even if the other party's IQ does not reach that height, the actual actions they take are just the perfect sniping of the cabinet's economic goals.
As a result, even if the empire makes concessions, it will be difficult for the two sides to reach a compromise.
After coming here, Lu Bu quickly learned about these things. But he felt that things were not going in a good direction. The rupture at the negotiating table had put on a bloody cloak for the soldiers, an invisible cloak that had spread to everyone's hearts through an atmosphere of tension.
At an unfriendly negotiating table, the war will soon become a re-enactment.
For Lu Bu, one of the great advantages of coming to the negotiation site was that he could quickly get in touch with the major generals of the empire. He believed that his subordinates had also reported its loss to the Cabinet, and that all the generals at the front should have been informed accordingly.
When he appeared here with the tribal elders and the Winter Snow Maiden, someone must have noticed him. After all, his weapon Fang Tian painted halberd, in a group of people who say that I am a scimitar, you are too eye-catching. For the cold weapons of the 17th world, the first of the long weapons is the spear, which is a strange thing that has been labeled flashy a long time ago.
In this way, some people will soon wonder why they are staying with this group of people. Then they will try to guess, and they will probably guess where they are now, and they will definitely send someone to contact them secretly to find out if they are in trouble. Or maybe there was an impromptu show halfway through and you got in the middle of the crowd?
Now, all he had to do was wait for the arrival of the person who was secretly contacting him.
The quiet night has come, and in the sound sleep of everyone, Lu Bu clearly saw the three flashes outside, whether it was a flashlight or something else, he could be sure that his own person who could send out the contact code was coming. (To be continued.) )