Among the tents of the border troops.

"Report, the envoys of the Dawu Dynasty have gone outside the barracks."

Listen to the herald's message.

Su Mo thought for a while, and then got up.

"Let's go, go and see the fun."

After speaking, Su Mo and a group of lieutenant generals rushed to the military tent at random.

In the Dawu Dynasty, Peng Yulong, the envoy of Youzhou Jiedu, and Pei Hu, the deputy general, led a group of followers and stood respectfully.

Seeing Su Mo's figure, Peng Yulong stepped forward quickly.

"General Su Mo, envoy Peng Yulong in the Xiayouzhou Festival."

Su Mo nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Why did the Jiedu envoy come to my barracks?"

"I'm here to discuss cooperation."

"Since General Su Mo has torn face with the Great Zhou Dynasty, how about cooperating with our Great Wu Dynasty?"

"At that time, the land of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be divided between you and me."

"You occupy the land of the six southern states, and we occupy the six northern states."

"Ally with each other and help each other for mutual benefit."

"What does General Su Mo think?"

Hearing him propose such a generous treatment, the lieutenants were all moved.

The land of the six southern states has been a granary since ancient times.

The location is extremely superior.

If you can divide half of the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty equally.

Undoubtedly an excellent choice.

Peng Yulong himself is also looking forward to it.

If Su Mo agrees, he will be a great achievement.

Su Mo was the only one who was quite cold.

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

The Dawu Dynasty proposed such lucrative conditions.

There must be their schemes.

Thinking about it in his mind, he suddenly knew everything.

This condition seems to be rich, but in fact it hides a murderous intention.

The six southern states have been the land of clans since ancient times.

If you want to completely recover those places, it will not take the army, but time.

For Su Mo, what he lacks most is time.

Although the land of the six northern states is barren, the people are fierce.

People here only care about who can benefit them.

I don't care about any clan inheritance.

This environment is most important to him.

The land of the south may seem fertile, but it is full of traps.

As long as the Dawu Dynasty is given a chance to breathe, just one southern six states is just a plaything in the palm of his hand.

At that time, the Dawu Dynasty occupied half of the world, and secretly instigated the people of the clan to rebel.

At that time, Su Mo's enemies were not just the Dawu Dynasty.

It's more within the clan.

After figuring out the crux of the problem, Su Mo immediately had a plan in his heart.

On the side, Peng Yulong saw that he didn't reply for a long time, and he was quite nervous.

He guessed that Su Mo felt that the conditions were not rich enough.

After thinking for a while, he spoke again: "At the same time, my king is willing to marry Princess Changle to you, General Su Mo. ”

When these words landed, the eyes of the lieutenants were full of envy.

Princess Changle.

A peerless beauty who is famous all over the world and captivates the country and the city.

Is it time to be rationed to the general?

With such sincerity, the general must not refuse again.

Pei Hu, the deputy general behind him, also showed envy.

Princess Changle.

That's the object of the world's affection.

Now it's so promised to the general.

He didn't have a taste in his heart.

Just as everyone was waiting for Su Mo to accept it, he suddenly spoke.

"I refuse."

There was a sudden silence in the barracks.

Everyone looked at Su Mo in great surprise.

Such lucrative conditions were actually refused?

Peng Yulong's face changed suddenly.

Refused?

Can you refuse the marriage of Princess Lian Changle?

What is this plotting?

Is it possible that you still want most of the Great Zhou Dynasty to be unable to succeed in the world?

He suppressed the anger in his heart and pretended to speak calmly.

"General Su."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Su Mo didn't even glance at him, and said disdainfully: "If you don't understand, get out." ”

Hearing this, Peng Yulong's face changed instantly.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Good, good."

"How dare a frontier general be so rude."

Before he could continue scolding.

Pei Hu, the deputy general beside him, stepped forward and said angrily.

"Bastard."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Peng Yulong stopped the deputy general and said word by word.

"Su Mo, you can think about it carefully."

"Do you really think that my Dawu Dynasty is afraid of you?"

"With only 300,000 border troops, my Dawu Dynasty is not in my eyes."

"If you insist on this, beware of no return."

Looking at him like this, Su Mo asked with some amusement.

"Forever?"

"Why can't you get back to the law?"

Peng Yulong snorted coldly, his expression arrogant.

"Naturally, all the 300,000 border troops died in Yumen Pass."

"Haha, it's a big joke, it's been ten years, if you can do it, you won't wait until today." Su Mo said contemptuously.

When Peng Yulong heard this, he was immediately speechless.

Su Mo didn't bother to argue with him, and said to the deputy general behind him: "Drag it down and cut it down, and use their heads to sacrifice the flag." ”

Hearing this, Peng Yulong and the others changed their expressions and immediately panicked.

Su Mo said to kill, that would really kill.

I waited for others to come over just to negotiate the alliance.

If you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it.

Kill people at every turn.

……

At this moment, in the crowd of negotiators, a soldier with a gloomy face suddenly made a move.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

There are hidden masters in the ranks of the Dawu Dynasty.

Peng Yulong himself was stunned.

The two armies are at war, and they do not come to the enemy.

But now that the Assassins have struck, there is no excuse for this, and they will surely die.

He didn't think he could get out of the tent of the Chinese army.

This is Su Mo's big tent of the Chinese army.

No one can get a hundred steps close to here.

Now the Assassins have infiltrated the peace talks.

Whether they succeeded or not, their envoys would surely die.

Thinking of all this, yellow liquid suddenly flowed from Peng Yulong's feet.

His legs trembled, not knowing what to do.

Feeling the aura of the assassin's outburst, Su Mo's eyes changed suddenly.

A master of the Innate Realm.

The Dawu Dynasty also spent a lot of effort on this matter.

First there were peace talks, then assassinations.

If he agrees to the peace talks, I am afraid that there are other backhands waiting for him.

Just as he was thinking, the Assassin had rushed in front of him.

When everyone thought that Su Mo was in danger, he moved!

The breath in his body was mobilized, and he dodged the assassin's blow sideways.

Then he made a fist with both hands and slammed it down.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the assassin fell to the ground.

This punch not only shattered his protective qi.

It also broke his spine.

Even if he survived, he became a waste.

Push your breath to work. Barely supporting the opening.

"You, how the hell did you do that?"

"I didn't, I didn't notice any fluctuations in your true qi."

Su Mo's punch was not the realm of a grandmaster.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to breathe out now.

But if it's an innate realm.

How can they escape his detection?

As an Assassin, he was most sensitive to breath.

Before he made a move, Su Mo had no breath fluctuations in his body.

But at that moment, that breath made him feel irresistible.

Looking at the half-dead assassin on the ground, Su Mo turned to the lieutenant general behind him and said.

"The army is out!"

"Break through the Yumen Pass in three days!"