The Grand Duke of Larante was still approaching with a team of 1,000 men, when he saw the door of the tail car of the opposite train open first, and a group of heavily armed hoplites began to disembark in an orderly procession.

Not fast, but efficient. The momentum was calm, and it seemed that it was not at all interested in the approaching Byzantine royal court guards. Farther away, the smoke and dust rose and fell, and the thousand-man cavalry of the Chencang outpost also appeared on the horizon with a slow pace.

The hoplites lined up horizontally on the sides of the train, two columns of 60 people, huge shields in the front row, long knives in the back, this was the elite of a reinforced company. Although the calm momentum has not yet put on an offensive or defensive formation, just one stop has already made some of their sensitive war horses feel the pressure, and they began to twist and kick uneasily.

The last to get out of the car were a colonel-officer without armor, and a lieutenant, presumably an adjutant. The colonel walked to a random stop in front of the military column, but the military formation behind him brought a strong bloody atmosphere.

Grand Duke Larante knew that this unknown colonel was different from the soldiers of the reinforced company, or his own thousand-man squad, this was a ruthless commander who had really fought from the battlefield. If you had given yourself a choice, you would rather attack the hoplite than confront this person.

The adjutant ran to another carriage, opened the door from the outside, and lowered the stairs.

The first to get out of the car was a tall young man. Wearing the same black uniform as Wang Min, instead of a military uniform, the silver glow reflected from the shoulders, neckline, and cuffs made Larante understand that this young man's level was definitely higher than Wang Min.

Then he was dumbfounded, and what got out of the car behind the young man were more than a dozen beautiful girls with their own styles. Although Xihu has been fighting with the Federation for countless years, and the people are bitter, the language and culture are exactly the same, and although there are differences in appearance, there is not much difference in aesthetics.

Anyone can see that most of these women are considered beauties in any clan, except for the dozen or so riders behind them, they dare not be too presumptuous, and the distant discussions have already merged into a buzz and reached their ears.

The young men took the lead, and the beauties were lined up in two rows, and the current one was a row of six. Two of them were tall and cold, wearing the same black police uniform as Wang Min.

Larante understood that it should be an official of the same level as Wang Min in the Investigation Bureau, and he should also be a director. On the right, there is a young woman in a lieutenant colonel uniform, equally young, exuding youthful enthusiasm with her gestures.

These two people seem to be the main leaders of the negotiations. On the far right are two young women in police uniforms and white lab coats. The different styles of coats are supposed to be the differences between the uniforms of doctors and nurses in federal hospitals. It's just that I don't know if there is that Dr. Zhou Wen.

However, judging from Wang Min's description, Dr. Zhou Wen is an unusually young and beautiful woman. A woman in a cardigan coat should be enough to deserve this title. The hair is meticulously coiled behind the head, the face shimmers with a gentle and intellectual light, the contours are very soft, the lips are slightly thick, and the corners of the mouth and eyes are slightly upturned, as if smiling all the time.

The girl in the nurse's outfit is very young, wearing a white hood, and she is also smiling, revealing her white and neat teeth, which makes people feel close. On the back is a large white medical kit painted with the universal medical symbol Red Cross.

The Grand Duke sighed in his heart that the quality of medical care in the Federation is indeed closer to patients than the combination of the royal court's all-elderly people.

On the left are two people, one wearing a major's military uniform, and the other wearing a business black suit and skirt. They are all gentle and elegant looks, they are all soft and natural senses, but they are the opposite.

The woman in military uniform is very beautiful, beautiful natural literature and art, her eyes are like two bright stars, and she is already intoxicated when she is young. But when he stood there quietly, he was indeed noble and elegant, which made people stop.

The woman in business wear has brought her purity to the extreme, with a delicate and elegant little face and a small mole on the tip of her nose, which is so gorgeous and noble that people can't bear to blaspheme. But it exudes a gentle atmosphere of small jasper from the inside and outside, which makes people feel comfortable and intimate.

It can be said that these two are pure and soft-looking women, revealing an aura that is just the opposite of their appearance and temperament, which is both surprising and eye-catching.

The real negotiators, Lieutenant Colonel Lu Zhen and Deputy Director Zhao Hui, were "ordered" by Yu Bule to stay in the car and not get out of the car. They were replaced by Jin Yuanyuan and Tan Jiaren.

Because Yu Bule didn't know if the other party still had a secret channel to know the list of female leaders sent by the Federation, he could hide it for a while. But the appearance of two older women in their own team is quite abrupt after all, so they simply don't show up.

It is believed that even if the Hu people were able to get the list, it would be through telegrams, and the emphasis should be on the military rank and the department to which they belonged due to the word limit. It shouldn't be fine enough to get old.

In the third row behind the six people, there are 9 other beauties of the prosecutor's office in police uniforms, Lee Xi-yeon, Shin Min-si, Bae Ji-so, Park Young-min, Lai Zhi-eun, Qin Tae-hee, Zhou Zhiyu, Sun Feifei, and Jiang Shiyan. It also made the royal court guards stunned. The Federalists are here to negotiate? Or is it a beauty pageant?

Why was it certain that the six people in the second row were negotiators?

It's not just because of the dress, the nine women in the third row and the young men in the lead all have straight knives at their waists. And the six-person group of two doctors and nurses, as well as the beauties in business attire, are all bare-handed. The remaining three beauties in military and police uniforms only wore two-foot-long exquisite ceremonial short knives, and the decorative meaning was far greater than that of actual combat.

Yu Bule saw the Grand Duke of Larante, who was walking at the forefront of the royal court guards, and the golden tassel ribbon on the Grand Duke's shoulders fully explained his status. Without looking back or explaining anything, Yu Bule untied his saber, opened his hand to signal, and began to walk towards the middle of the two fields.

The "women's group" behind them, including the guard company led by Li Xuyang, stood quietly like that. The team of the Federation did not even wait for the arrival of the Chencang Cavalry Battalion.

Larante looked left and right, thought for a while, and finally decided to go to the meeting alone, and said loudly: "Be on guard." With a flick of the horse's reins, the horse began to move slowly.

"Patriarch...... Cannot. A shout came from behind.

Larante hesitated, "When have we Byzantine sons been underestimated, don't say more, I rode my horse and was fully armed. Are you scared by a bunch of little girls? ”

Turn around and ride on.

In fact, the train that brought Yu Bule was only more than 300 meters away from Xihuyingmen, and only about 200 meters was left after removing the station of the thousand-man team.

A little distance, and in an instant, the two sides have approached about 5 meters.

Seeing that Larante did not dismount, Yu Bule stopped and calmly stood three steps east of the center line, as accurate as a ruler.

Realizing his faux pas, Larante made a knightly salute with his left fist straight to the sky on his horse, his upper and lower arms at 90 degrees. It is equivalent to being on guard in place when the troops are in command, and when the knights meet, they are waiting for them.

Yu Bule didn't reply, his right arm was ninety degrees, his palm was stretched out, his palm was up, and he smiled slightly at Larante. In knightly etiquette, this means that I am ready before an equal duel.

Slightly embarrassed, Larente nodded and bowed to dismount. In order to resolve the embarrassment, he turned around with the horse and slapped the horse's buttocks, and let the horse run back to the team on its own. Then he tidied up the half-body armor on his body a little, and turned to face Yu Bule.

The Grand Duke of Larent, who had already lost in etiquette, was no longer obsessed with his bearing, and once again bowed slightly fifteen degrees, holding a knife in his right hand to his left shoulder, and made a very standard noble knight greeting salute.

Yu Bule, who is familiar with literature and history, knows that foreigners lack the etiquette of self-introduction. The real aristocracy of the West is not introducing itself. When a strange nobleman meets, no matter how bad it is, there are attendants who are responsible for the introduction, otherwise it is introduced by other nobles, and there is no such thing as meeting for the first time.

The same aristocratic salute was given, but the slight difference was that Yu Bule did not wear any weapons, so he took off his hat this time, "Hello, Your Excellency. I am the plenipotentiary person in charge of this meeting with the Federal Bureau, and the senior superintendent of the Federal Bureau of Investigation's Prosecutorial Division, Yu Bule, is very fortunate to meet for the first time. ”

"The Grand Duke of Byzantium, the Guardian of Larante. Morality. Cyrian. Robert. Hats off to you, dear Mr. Yu. Your subordinate, Mr. Wang Min, is a guest of our clan, and his demeanor is still fresh in people's memory. ”

"Hello, Your Excellency. Director Wang sent a telegram to the bureau, mentioning that Dr. Zhu Zhixiang, an expert in our bureau, had a heart attack and needed emergency treatment. Can you ask the Grand Duke to be accommodating and ask the medical staff to go for treatment first? Dr. Zhou Wen, mentioned by Director Wang, had already arrived with the team, and she was accompanied by a nurse, Miss Sun Yanyan. ”

"As it should be, please call Doctor Zhou and Nurse Sun."

Yu Bule bowed slightly. Turning around and gesturing at the negotiation team, Liu Renna and Sun Yanyan saw the gesture and walked towards the meeting place.

Liu Renna felt a little sorry for Sun Yanyan, and also divided her hands to help her carry the large medical box together. Although the weight of the medical box is nothing to Sun Yanyan's physique, she is still reluctant to let the little girl, who is loved by the whole company, carry such a big box alone.

Falling into the eyes of the Grand Duke of Larent, his pupils condensed slightly, and there seemed to be appreciation in his eyes.

Yu Bule said lightly: "Dr. Zhou is a benevolent doctor, loves patients and sisters very much, and is highly respected by his colleagues. ”

Grand Duke Larent smiled: "I can't imagine that the upper echelons of the federal government are so approachable, and a doctor is willing to help the nurse carry things." ”

"Although there were slaves in the Commonwealth, equality was always preached, and there was no distinction between nobles and commoners. All beings are created equal, and fairness is a federal law. I believe that the Grand Duke will soon be able to experience it firsthand. ”

"Contemptible talent is shallow in learning, and it is not enough to discuss things with Mr. Yu. Taught. Larente politely declined the discussion.

At this time, Liu Renna and Sun Yanyan had already walked closer.

Yu Bule said: "Your Excellency, this is Ms. Zhou Wen, a female doctor of the FBI, and this is Miss Sun Yanyan, a nurse. This is the Byzantine duke, Larente. Morality. Cyrian. Robert. The Robert family has been 15 generations, guarding the royal court for generations, and is revered as the central ...... Grand Duke, come and pay your respects. ”