"I''m here on behalf of King Gladwell of the kingdom of northland, and I''m here with great sincerity. If the kingdom of kurut doesn''t want to coexist peacefully with us, I can leave immediately." Heber looked contemptuously at the generals of the kingdom of kurut and said coldly.
His words made many fierce generals angry, but before they opened their mouth to fight back, the minister in robes on the other side took the lead in saying: "we have always abided by the covenant, and peace is what we desire... However, our treaty seems to have been signed with the Delman Empire, not the Northland kingdom."
"The kingdom of Northland is now the only real legal regime in the north," Heber argued.
"In the Treaty of that year, although our kurut kingdom was defeated, there are still tens of thousands of cavalry waiting to die." the minister showed off his force and threatened haibuldao.
In his view, the kingdom of Northland was simply the best target for looting. Each other has salt, cloth, iron and all kinds of wonderful things. Grabbing these things will greatly alleviate the poverty of kurut kingdom.
Heybur smiled and asked, "well, if one day the kingdom of Northland hunts on the grassland, you kurut kingdom will also welcome it?"
"Bold!" a general tried to step out of the line with a long knife, but was stopped by the minister with his eyes. Other generals who wanted to come forward saw the minister''s face and suppressed the impulse to burst.
After stopping the coming general, the minister took two steps forward, looked at heybel and asked, "in fact, I really want to know why you... Dare to cross the mountains and talk about the covenant with us."
Hearing what the other party said, heybur grinned. He looked at seru Khan who was still sitting on the throne and asked, "since I want to see our strength, I''ll first send the gift of our king to his majesty."
The minister frowned, then nodded and agreed to highbull''s request. Soon, two soldiers of the Northland kingdom came to heybur with a small wooden box.
They opened the wooden box and revealed a long thing inside. None of the people present could recognize this thing, but it had a loud name in the Northland Kingdom, the wrath of glory. It was a crossbow made from the cross bow captured by the Norman Empire and copied by the Northland Kingdom itself.
As soon as he reached out, he took out the brand-new crossbow from the box. Heber pulled the bow string unskilled, put a crossbow into the bow slot, and then pulled the trigger lightly against the distant column.
"Bang!" after a crisp sound, all the guards and generals were so frightened that they pulled out their waist knives and wanted to stop haiboer with dangerous weapons.
However, hebul put the weapon back in the box, and then looked contemptuously at the generals of kurut Kingdom who would only show their bravery: "this is the glorious anger developed by our Northland kingdom. The king asked me to give it to Khan."
As he spoke, he pointed to the crossbow in the box and said, "if the kingdom of kurut is willing to form an alliance with us, we will supply enough iron, cloth, salt and so on."
"If the kingdom of kurut insists on fighting with the kingdom of northland, the soldiers of the kingdom of Northland equipped with such weapons will meet your warriors!" after saying this, haiboer waved. The two soldiers of the kingdom of Northland put down their boxes, turned and retreated without looking at the sharp knife points surrounded by them.
The strong seru Khan finally stood up from his throne. His body was as big as a wall. He stepped on the soft wool carpet until he came to herb and said, "you just had a chance to kill me."
"If your majesty insists on being the enemy of the kingdom of northland, there are too many soldiers in our kingdom of Northland who are more accurate than I am," said haiboer, staring into the other party''s eyes.
Wes Khan himself bent down, took out the crossbow from the box and handed it to hebul: "again, I was far away and didn''t see it clearly."
After taking the crossbow in Khan''s hand, hebul pulled the bolt, filled a new crossbow, and then handed it back to seru Khan.
The burly and abnormal seru Khan took over the loaded crossbow bullet, heard the simple explanation of haibuer, then took up the rifle, put on a shooting posture, pointed the black muzzle at haibuer standing in place: "pull this thing called the trigger and you''ll die?"
"Yes, your majesty, if you pull this trigger, I''ll die." haible nodded. He felt a very dangerous smell, a shivering smell from the ruler.
Seruke Khan succeeded to the throne at the age of seven and became a great Khan. In more than 20 years, he built the whole kurut kingdom into the strongest kurut kingdom in history, relying on ruthlessness and fighting.
Now, he was moved to kill, so the trembling momentum sent out was really dense and difficult to breathe.
"Bang!" seru Khan pulled the trigger, but it wasn''t hebul. He hit the general who had just shouted to rob. The crossbow arrow of the crossbow easily pierced the general''s armor, leaving a small hole on it that was far less traumatic than the bow and arrow.
However, the general was much worse than being shot by a bow and arrow. He widened his eyes and wanted to cover the wound on his chest, but he found that he was so strong that he didn''t even have the strength to lift his arm.
He struggled to stand where he was, but stumbled back. It was not until he lay on the ground and blood soaked his back that he realized how powerful the things in seru Khan''s hands were.
"Er..." when he wanted to speak, he just made a dull hum and closed his eyes forever. Around him, the group of generals who dared not move again looked at the corpses on the ground and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, so as to stabilize their mind.
"The decision has been made! Kurut and the kingdom of Northland... Peace!" serukhan put down his crossbow. "It''s good! I like it very much!" he then laughed heartily