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In the distance, the city of Futao is still majestic, and the river flows eastward from the front of the city with golden waves, except for the occasional floating residue of sawdust, which is no different from before.

Maybe it will be another two or three days before the corpses of those soldiers who were swept into the river will float up downstream. More bodies lay on the banks of the tributaries - the river changed course for a while, but soon returned to the "right path". The overflowing water spread out and had no effect other than hitting the soldiers of the Western Dynasty who were building the fortifications—and even if they were to flow farther away, they would have had no effect, since the soldiers had already emptied the villages near the tributary and left them uninhabited.

Five or six hundred people were inexplicably drowned in the Western Dynasty, two or three hundred were injured by the collapsed fortifications, and together with the missing, there were a total of about a thousand fewer people out of the twenty-five thousand, which was not a large number, but it was a great blow to the high-pitched morale formed by the victory all the way. At the same time, the father and son of the Luo family, who were already a little carried away, thought of the words "arrogant soldiers will be defeated", and also thought of the former backers of Futao City.

Zhifeng has been inconspicuous for decades, but in the mouths of the superiors everywhere, he is a terrifying existence. Everyone knows that Liang Gong alone can't support the Rising and Rolling City, just as everyone knows that there is an old monster in the royal family and an old fairy next to the Wind City Flower Capital, but no one is bold enough to reveal their true colors and kill themselves.

However, once the storm rose, these masters were forced to come to the front of the stage from behind the scenes, and then, like shooting stars, one after another, they crossed the sky, losing their light. Their appearance was as brilliant as fireworks, and when they left, the sky was as if there was no trace left.

People's memories are the same, they choose to forget after being shocked, and only when they are stimulated again can those faded memories reappear. Just like at this moment, the father and son of the Luo family remembered the Zhifeng in Han Feng's mouth again, and remembered again that the loss of Hanxing Pass was also planned after her death.

No one can say exactly how many follow-ups this man has arranged.

Therefore, the spring day is just right, and Futao City is the same as before, but in the solemn murderous atmosphere, both sides sent people to set up a banquet and talk in the military camp and Zhushan Pass in the middle of Futao City.

Luo Huaiyong looked at Luo Bin, who was sitting in the chairman, and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, glad that his younger brother begged his father to stay. The other party is the lord of a city, and when he was in the Zhan Dynasty before, his title was still above the Marquis of Mang, if he really beat him to his knees and begged for mercy, it would be enough for him to surrender...... But now that the other party has defeated him, and then come to negotiate, if it weren't for Luo Bin's presence, the momentum of Xidai's side would be a little weaker, and I am afraid that many things are not up to me.

Naturally, Luo Bin is not easy, but he is well-informed, and he has a little more confidence in his heart than his two sons. After decades of officialdom career, he was not in Fengguan Mangcheng at the beginning, he had also been an official in the imperial capital before, and at that time he was an old acquaintance with Liang Wen, who was also an official in the imperial capital. Therefore, he may not know what other organs are in Futao City now, but at the negotiation table, he knows exactly what kind of person the person opposite is. Since he sent a messenger first, it proves that he has little way to retreat.

The soldiers poured wine for both sides, and Liang Wen was in the position, so he first bowed his hand and drank the wine in one sip, before he smiled and said, "Hehe, Luo Sima, we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years." The last time we met, the second son had just been born, look at it, see you today, you are already such a heroic young man!"

He smiled peacefully, if it weren't for the tension around him, he was afraid that he would really make people think that it was an ordinary people's spring outing, and they greeted politely. Luo Bin also drank all the wine in the cup, and smiled at the brothers on the left and right: "Yong'er, Xin'er, you also toast your Uncle Liang." ”

"Yes". Luo Huaiyong and Luo Huaixin got up to toast and drank them one by one. Although the two were full of hostility towards Liang Wen, seeing their father smiling and smiling, they had to suppress their anger in their hearts first.

Then a few people came and went, but they talked about the old things more than 20 years ago. Luo Huaiyong and Luo Huaixin gradually couldn't interject, and could only watch Luo Bin and Liang Wenpan's friendship, although they knew that this was their father's words, but they also felt quite impatient. Although the wine and food were sumptuous, the two of them had no appetite and did not move a single chopstick.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone's faces became hot, Liang Wen watched sideways, sneered twice in his heart, and finally pulled the words back: "Luo Sima, this time you and I are our own masters, and there is no way to do it." To tell you the truth, there is no grain of rice in my city, and the soldiers are about to quarrel with me.

Luo Bin scolded secretly, but his face was full of smiles. He didn't take Liang Wen's words easily, the other party seemed to be frank and direct, but after this Dongyuanjiang incident, who knows if Zhifeng left him any other weapons or tools? If it was in the past, if Liang Wen really had no support, he would inevitably be vague, but the more he understood it, the more difficult it was to guess the inner mystery. Luo Bin couldn't help but doubt his initial judgment, thought about it, and finally replied according to the words: "Liang Gong, we don't say dark words, it's better for you to descend." I pledge the life of my whole family before the Holy One, and I will keep your lordship without moving a single thing. ”

"As a guarantee in front of your saint?" Liang Wen let out a "snort" sound in his nose, his face full of disapproval, "Luo Sima, you have really given me enough face. It's because my title is higher than that of Marquis Mang, so it's inconvenient for you to say bluntly that you are guaranteeing in front of the Marquis?"

Luo Bin smiled and said: "Since Liang Gong is a person who understands, why should he say it too clearly? It doesn't matter who you guarantee in front of you or not, the key is still you, whether you are willing to surrender or not? You should know that although our army has lost a small profit, its strength is still there, and it is only a matter of time before the city is broken. But we are old acquaintances, and I really don't want to force you to go to the end of the mountain. ”

That's a good thing to say. Liang Wen held the wine cup in one hand and nodded at Luo Bin with the other. His rude action was naturally full of provocation in the eyes of Luo Huaiyong and Luo Huaixin, Luo Huaiyong clenched his fists, and just wanted to have a seizure, but he felt that he was kicked by Luo Bin in the foot.

The two brothers were secretly reminded by Luo Bin, so they had to still suppress their anger and watch how Liang Wen continued: "Luo Sima, if it weren't for your sake, I would definitely stick to the lonely city and definitely not surrender." But you're begging me, it's really going to kill me. ”

Luo Bin smiled "haha" and said, "Since Liang Gong said so, then this matter is negotiable." I just don't know, what do you want?"