Two days later, in the camp of the Ming army, the envoy once again arrived at the tent of the Ming army.

This time, the Ming army that the envoy saw was even more depressed than the last time.

In the barracks, the Ming army flag visible to the naked eye was planted crookedly, and even so, no one went to straighten it out.

You must know how important the flag is to a military camp, and the symbolic meaning of the flag is to give the soldiers the encouragement of the same hatred and heroic fighting.

Therefore, in war, the military flag is not only a flag, but also a command center and a pillar of the body, and the banner soldiers in the army would rather die than let the military flag fall, and it is normal to maintain it with their lives.

The envoy was amazed, what happened in the Ming military camp?

Walking into the camp, the envoy looked at the Ming soldiers, and these soldiers looked even more listless.

Looking at it, their faces were blue and dull for some reason, their mental state was extremely poor, and even more they were still weeping low from time to time, and the messenger couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, but at the same time, there was a hint of joy in his heart.

Could it be that this camp is infected with some disease?

If that's the case, then God will really help them Annan!

With excitement, the envoy walked all the way inside, and everywhere he saw were sick soldiers, standing, sitting, and lying, and most of these Ming troops looked sluggish.

The messenger took all this to heart and planned to go back and report it to the prime minister.

After entering the big tent, the envoy smelled a pungent smell of medicine in the tent, and then looked at the main seat, and saw Li Jin and Fu Youde, both of whom had sick faces, which was clearly suffering from malaria.

Seeing the messenger come in, Li Jin sat up straight and said weakly:

"Your country seems to be very familiar with current affairs, I gave your country ten days, but I didn't expect you to come the next day, presumably you have already made a conclusion about the reparation."

"Come, tell this official, how do you the king plan to pay compensation to Daming?"

When the envoy heard this, he stretched out three fingers at Li Jin and did not speak.

Seeing this, Li Jin immediately frowned slightly, and said impatiently:

"Three million? Too little! ”

"Our Ming Dynasty sent an army of 500,000, just the military expenses for the expedition, more than this bit of silver, you have to give us at least 8 million taels of silver."

Even if you bargain, it's not like that, this Annan person is really black-hearted!

Also eight million taels?

It's not up to you to say it now!

The envoy couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart, and shook his head directly:

"My lord misunderstood, I didn't say three million taels, but three hundred thousand taels."

In an instant, the murderous aura overflowed throughout the big tent.

The killing intent that came to his face frightened the envoy to the point that his hair stood on end, and he subconsciously took two steps back, almost collapsing to the ground.

However, thinking of the scene in the Ming military camp, the envoy finally held his body and stubbornly said angrily at Li Jin:

"Your army invaded the border for no reason, killed my people, occupied my territory, our king is generous, does not care about you generally, and is even willing to send you back to China, which is already benevolent and righteous."

"You still want to extort, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"To tell you the truth, it's just 300,000 taels of silver, if you don't agree, then prepare to meet each other."

The more the envoy said, the more confident he became, and now it is no longer as good as the beginning, those Ming soldiers have been infected with diseases, and they don't know when they will die, how can this be the opponent of their 150,000 army in Annan.

Li Jin was laughed at angrily, and said mockingly:

"As far as your 150,000 army still wants to meet our 500,000 male soldiers and swordsmen, it is simply to hit a stone with an egg."

"I admire the courage of your king and prime minister, but they must pay a heavy price for their stupidity."

"Go back and tell your king that his arrogance will completely destroy the entire kingdom of Annan, don't blame me for being unpredictable when the time comes!"

The envoy wanted to open his mouth again to say something, but was directly blocked by Fu Youde's sudden slap, and the other party roared loudly:

"Hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu, before Lao Tzu pulls out his knife!"

The envoy's eyes widened in fright, and he looked at Fu Youde in disbelief, as an envoy, he didn't expect Da Ming to dare to beat him!

"If you don't get out of here, you can't die!"

Fu Youde saw that the other party was stupid, and scolded him again.

The messenger was so frightened again that he didn't dare to let go of the last fart, and ran out.

After running out of the Ming camp in a puff of smoke, he stopped, and the messenger couldn't help but touch the already swollen right side of his face, hiss...!

In his heart, there was incomparably resentment, and the messenger had gloomy eyes, and secretly swore in his heart that he would make these wise people pay!

...

On the dragon boat, everyone in Annan was anxiously waiting for the outcome of the negotiations.

They are both worried and distressed.

The worry was because he was afraid that Da Ming felt that three million taels of silver was too little, and he was unwilling to agree, and when the time came, the army would overwhelm the border, and everyone would have to die.

And the distress is that if the three million taels are really negotiated, they need to pay this money.

Everyone was in this tormented waiting, and their hearts were restless.

In the end, when everyone saw the messenger appear on the dragon boat with red and swollen cheeks, a sense of foreboding suddenly enveloped everyone's hearts.

"Li Shanche, how did you become like this?"

Chen Zheping looked at the right side of the envoy's face and asked in surprise.

This... Whoever beat it, this is too ruthless, it's all a steamed bun face.

When Li Shanche heard this, as if he had found a venting bucket, he immediately cried aggrievedly, and while crying, he told everyone everything that happened in the camp tent as it was:

"Chen Yuan thought that the Ming army camp had already begun to plague the plague, and presumably they would not dare to fight with our army, so the compensation was reduced to 300,000 taels."

"But... But I didn't expect those Ming troops to be so hateful, not only did they not listen to the minister's proposal, but they also... Woo... The people of the Ming Dynasty even beat the ministers. ”

"It's nothing for a minister to be beaten, but... Your Majesty, Prime Minister..."

"As the envoys of Annan, they treat the ministers like this and insult the ministers, this is not to take our Annan in their eyes, and ask the king to be the master, take advantage of their critical illness now, and lead the troops to exterminate them all!!"

The more Chen Zheping listened, the calmer his face became, and in the end he became indifferent.

And Hu Jichen listened to it even more, and the anger on his face became more and more intense.

The rest of the ministers didn't want to listen to it anymore, and looked at Li Shanche, who had just finished the "performance" at this time, with a touch of disgust in their eyes.

Li Shanche thought that the king and the prime minister would thank him for his loyalty, but what happened next was something he didn't expect.