Tie Falian, who was beside him, also had a fierce look on his face, clenched his fists, and showed anger. Zhao Yong seemed to be unaware of it, just nodded and smiled, "I am just thinking about it, but I come with all my sincerity."

He smiled wildly at the sky, pointed at the army behind his back, and said with a sarcastic expression, "Zhao Yong, Zhao Yong, what's the best for you? Today I am strong and you are weak. Our 200,000 troops surrounded you more than 20,000 people. If you know each other, let your men put down their weapons and surrender. I promised not to hurt their lives. As for you, Zhao Yong, I also promise that you will enjoy the standard treatment that a King of Zhao should have. Think about it."

The words of the harsh and harsh words did not touch Zhao Yong. He just raised the corners of his mouth, leaned forward slightly, and looked at the harsh and asked, "Lou Fan Wang is so angry, I'll ask you, if I try my best to break through to your team, can you be confident that you can stop me?"

The sirloin wanted to continue to praise the words, but he looked up and met Zhao Yong's brilliance. He felt a sudden panic in his heart. He swallowed the big words he wanted to blurt out, so he had to smile dryly, "You are so arrogant Zhao Yong, can you escape in panic?"

Zhao Yong smiled contemptuously and said proudly, "Just, I, Zhao Yong, have been on the battlefield for more than 30 years and have experienced more than 200 wars of all sizes and sizes. Have you ever heard me retreat without fighting? To put it disrespectfully, although your two tribes are numerous, they are in a turbulent way in my eyes. Not to mention that they are leaving, even if they are going to lead the army to defeat them, I, Zhao Yong, are also very sure!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yong's murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes, and suddenly drew his sword in his hand. The sword tip pointed directly at the Yanzikou and said domineeringly; "If you want to fight, you can fight, you don't need to talk too much. I, Zhao Yong, swore today that if the war starts, you will definitely uproot your Lou Fan and have no place to stand on the grassland."

Seeing Zhao Yong suddenly drew his sword, he thought he was going to hurt his life. In a shock, he lifted the reins and retreated repeatedly, subconsciously trying to turn his horse's head and run away. However, he saw that Zhao Yong just said something and did not take the next move. Then he let go of the reins and stretched out his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. The five generals behind him came to his senses. Just as they were about to draw the sword and go forward to protect his king, they saw that Zhao Yong had no action. The five of them looked at each other and hesitated, and all put down their right hand holding the weapon.

Tie Falian, who was standing beside him, felt relieved when he saw Zhao Yong's sword returning to the sheath. He also thought about the strength of the Zhao army under Lian Po just now, and he couldn't help but worry. He thought that if every Zhao army was so elite, then what Zhao Yong said was really not a big deal. Even if he escaped today, the iron cavalry of Zhao State would definitely travel to Lin Hu's territory in the future.

I couldn't help but regret it secretly, thinking that I was really obsessed with it. After hearing what happened to Haryan's words, I came here to ask for trouble. Now I am in a dilemma and I am really in a dilemma.

Zhao Yong took back his sword, and his aggressive domineering aura dissipated. He put aside his stern and turned to Tiefalian, who was still thinking about it, and said in a deep voice. "King Lin Hu, I heard that you were suffering from a snow disaster last year and the tribe was short of food. Is this a matter?"

Tie Falian showed bitterness on his face and smiled bitterly when he heard this, "This is not thanks to you, King Zhao. The northern land where we Linhu lives is already cold and bitter. We have always lived by half-herding and half-hunting. Now that you, Zhao, have occupied all the clouds in Yanmen, we have lost most of the pastures, and in winter, we can only live by the beast fruits in the forest. How can we eat these?"

Zhao Yong pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "I am willing to take out the 300-mile plump grassland in Yanmen and hand it over to you. You can move your family to Yanmen to grazing. You don't have to pay any taxes. As before, all the affairs of the Ministry are all decided by you. You will also send 50,000 stones of corn and 1,000 fat sheep to help you through the famine. What do you think?"

Tiefalian was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed. He was having trouble sleeping and eating because of the famine in his subordinates these days. The reason why he agreed to the proposal of Yan Wan to raise troops south was that he could plunder Zhao. Now that he heard that Zhao Yong had proposed such generously, he immediately said overjoyedly, "Are you serious about this?"

Zhao Yong laughed, "When did I, Zhao Yong, keep my word?"

Tiefalian was about to thank him, but suddenly he thought of something and said vigilantly, "Do you have no additional conditions, King Zhao?"

Zhao Yong smiled with a sigh and said, "If you have to say the conditions, then I will tell you not to forbid the Linhu people from joining my Zhao army. I will treat the Zhao people and the Hu people equally. Heroes do not care about their background. As long as you have real talents and practical things, whether they are Zhao people, Linhu people or Lou annoying, I will use them."

Tiefalian thought about it and thought that even if he did not agree, a large number of young and strong people in the clan continued to go south to join the Zhao army. He could not stop the matter. Fortunately, it was better to agree generously, so that he could rely on Zhao's help to overcome the famine.

Although Tiefalian was King Lin Hu, he had never had great ambitions and wanted to protect the country. He was usually worried about the hardships of his clan members. Today, he heard that Zhao Yong was so generous, but he was moved. He turned his head to look at the generals of the clan who followed him. Seeing their eyes showing their longing, he thought that he was envious of the Zhao army's excellent equipment and high salary. Seeing Tiefalian's eyes coming and asking for help, he nodded repeatedly. So Tiefalian made up his mind and bent down to salute. "Your heart is as broad as the vast sea. Lin Hu is willing to surrender to Zhao State, and I hope the King of Zhao will accept it."

Zhao Yong laughed, stepped forward and helped Tiefalian up, reached out and sweared with him, "I, Zhao Yong, swore here today. If Lin Hu does not let me down, I, Zhao Yong, will never let Lin Hu down. If we violate this oath, both people and gods will be angry and everyone can kill him."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the unstable shady squinted beside him, and said with his head squinted, "I heard that you have struggled after moving north and lived a lot of hard life. It is better to move back to Heshuo, and be treated the same as Lin Hu. What do you think?"

"Whether you hold the Yanzi, what will happen to Lou Fan's ministry? I hope you will make a decision soon."

Heshuo is located in Hetao, located in the most fertile pasture in the Dahe Basin, and is famous for being suitable for horse herding. In the past, Loufan was prosperous, and it was precisely because Heshuo was in hand that there was a steady supply of horses and livestock. After the State of Zhao seized Heshuo, it set up Yunzhong County on its basis. It was precisely because of this horse-raising land that the strength of the cavalry of Zhao State was greatly improved and surpassed Loufan.

After Lou Fan lost Heshuo, his life was hard every day. The young and old people in the ministry were not in charge, and a large number of old and weak people starved to death every year. Therefore, recapturing Heshuo is undoubtedly the dream in every Lou Fan.

Hearing Zhao Yong say this, he couldn't help but feel excited, and suddenly became alert again. He guessed that this must be the trap Zhao Yong probably set for himself. Just as he wanted to say no, he heard a general under his command say, "King, if we can return to Heshuo, we can have a steady stream of horses and lambs again, and the tribe members no longer need to starve and trap."

He snorted coldly, looked at Zhao Yong, and said with a gloomy face. "I have heard a saying from you Central Plains people, "If you are not my race, your heart will be different." Today, you Zhao Yong surrendered to me for the sake of cheating. How could you know that you would not regret it in the future? By then, our Lou Fan has moved to your Zhao land and is surrounded by Zhao people on all sides. That would be a disaster."

Zhao Yong glared at him and said in a stern tone, "I, Zhao Yong, have been upright and honest all my life and have never broken my trust in anyone. If you don't believe it anymore, you can only use a knife and arrow to judge it on the battlefield."

Ji Hu Chu, who had not spoken behind Zhao Yong, suddenly spoke in Hu's words, "Lou Fan, do you know me?"

He looked at Ji Hu Chu with a suspicious look on his face, "Who are you?"

"My name is Ji Hu Chu, and I am the youngest son of the current patriarch of the Ji Hu tribe. I have met you several times in the royal court."

The Jihu tribe was a member of Loufan. When several Loufan generals heard Jihuchu say this, they turned their eyes and continued to see Jihuchu. "I left my tribe and went south to join the Zhao army ten years ago. I followed King Zhao for many years, and now I am the general of Zhao. The King of Zhao eats the same pot and sleeps in the same house. I treat me like brothers and sisters. I have never looked down on me because I am against Lou. There are countless Hu people like me who are in high positions in Zhao. Even the current Xiangbang Feiyi and Lou Yan are also me. "

"We have been stinging people in the north for hundreds of years, eating crude food. How could we know the wonderfulness of the Central Plains flower world? Over the years, I followed my father to fight south and north, and saw countless experiences. Then I realized that I had been in vain for so many years. It turns out that the world is so big that men should ride horses and control bows, drink horses and rivers, and the horses that fought were all over the rivers and mountains, and they would have lived in the grasslands for their whole lives!"

Ji Hu Chu's words obviously touched the generals of Loufan, making their eyes look yearning, and they all looked at the shining Yanyanzi. Although they had not spoken, their meaning was already very clear.
Chapter completed!