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Sulekun looked at Chu Zhao blankly.

If anyone utters these words about the savior, he will think that the other person is exaggerating and overestimating his own abilities.

But the person who said this was Chu Zhao, and it seemed that it was natural to overestimate one's abilities.

It seemed that as long as it was her, nothing she said would make people feel weird and abrupt.

There is no reason for others not to believe it.

"Then tell me how you plan to save us." Sulekundu said coldly, "Not only did you burn all the food in the royal city, you also burned all the food sent by several surrounding cities. How can you still do it out of thin air now? Isn’t it possible to produce enough food to feed tens of millions of people?”

"I can."

Chu Zhao looked at him leisurely and said with a smile, "I know a place that stores enough food to feed a country. I can also help you find that place, and I can also ask the people there to provide you with food unconditionally."

"Impossible." Sulekundu instinctively didn't believe it. "This is Xirong, my hometown. I have lived here for more than 20 years, and I have never heard that the land can grow enough food to feed a country."

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Chu Zhao said, "As long as you agree to one condition, I can take you to find it."

"What conditions?" Although Sulekundu asked, his expression was still full of vigilance and suspicion.

This woman is very cunning, and he will fall into her trap if he is not careful. He can no longer tell which of her words are true and which are false.

Seeing his conflicted eyes, Chu Zhao couldn't help but smile. He stretched out two fingers to pinch the knife on his neck, lifted it up, and pushed it away.

Sulekun looked at her coldly, but did not stop her movement.

He wanted to see what other tricks this woman could pull off.

"The conditions are very simple." Chu Zhao said, "As long as you and your father surrender to me, agree that Xirong will become a vassal state of Dayan, and everything will be subject to the command and jurisdiction of the Dayan court..."

"Don't even think about it!"

Sule Kundu almost didn't think about it and immediately interrupted her. His pale face turned red with anger.

"Xirong is not Beidi. We are not weak like them. We would rather die than surrender to other countries. Just give up on this!" He said sternly and put the knife back on Chu Zhao's neck.

Chu Zhao was not annoyed, and just sighed softly: "It's easy to give up, but it's not good to die. I really want to see, when everyone in the city has no rice to eat, and the palace is surrounded, will His Highness's bones still be there?" Can you get tougher?"

"You are despicable!" Sulekundu said angrily, "Don't think that you can make me surrender. I said that I will drag you to be buried with me when I die."

"But now the whole city is buried with you." Chu Zhao said, "Does His Highness really want to abandon hundreds of thousands of people for the sake of his own dignity?"

"you……"

Sulekun gritted his teeth with hatred and wished he could chop off her head right now.

However, at this moment, a guard came in a hurry and broke into the room without even knocking on the door: "Your Highness, it's not good. Tens of thousands of people in the city have gathered to protest outside the gate of the palace, threatening to If the king cannot come up with a solution that satisfies them before dark, they will attack and grab food, so the king asked His Highness to come over quickly to discuss countermeasures."

Sulekundu's expression changed greatly. He looked at the guard and then at Chu Zhao. He suppressed the anger in his heart and waved to the guard: "You go out first, and I will come later."

The guard led the order to retreat.

Sule Kundu stared at Chu Zhao with cold eyes and asked, "Is what you just said true?"

"It's absolutely true." Chu Zhao nodded and shook his stiff neck.

"Okay." Sule Kundu sheathed his sword and said coldly, "You stay here honestly. I will go and discuss with my father now. If my father agrees, I will come find you again."

"Your Highness, please excuse me. I'm waiting for good news from Your Highness." Chu Zhao said with a smile.

Sule Kundu said no more, turned around and strode out.

After leaving the door, there were bursts of noise in the distance. It must be that the people were protesting and cursing.

Sule Kundu gritted his teeth and walked quickly to the palace of King Xirong.

In his more than [-] years of life, he experienced what "regret" means for the first time.

If he could turn back time, he would definitely not have intercepted that woman outside Xining that day.

He would rather meet her in battle on a certain battlefield. Even if he was hacked to death by her, it would be more satisfying than now.

He thought that by taking her back to the royal city, he could use her as a bargaining chip to suppress Dayan's army, but he never expected that she could turn the entire royal city upside down by staying in the palace without leaving the house.

He vaguely remembered that last summer, a country called Usul in the south was destroyed by that woman in this way.

When the news reached Xirong, he also laughed at the fact that the eldest prince of Ursul could not even deal with a woman and died unjustly.

Who could have imagined that such a disaster would befall him less than a year later.

Now, he himself has become the big prince who can't even deal with a woman.

And his country is also in danger of being harmed by that woman.

At that time, the woman also used the identity of the goddess Aga to build momentum.

But now, she didn't even bother to create momentum, and just burned them all to death with a fire.

She is truly a devil!

No, the devil is not as scary as she is.

Could it be that she was really the reborn Emperor Yanxi?

Is there really something so evil in the world?

Sulekundu walked into the palace of King Xirong with full of questions. King Xirong was having a heated discussion with a group of ministers in the palace.

Seeing him come in, I felt like I had grasped a life-saving straw. I waved to him repeatedly and said, "My son Kundu, you are finally here. The people have blocked the gate of the palace. What should I do?"

Sule Kundu stepped forward and did not answer immediately, but looked at the ministers: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"Oh, my Lord, if we have a good solution, why should we worry here?"

"Yes, yes, it's not just the people who are running out of food now, my family is also going to have no rice to cook. Your Highness has always been resourceful and intelligent. Please think of a solution quickly!"

"Yes, Prince, please think of a solution!" King Xirong frowned, "If this continues, the palace will run out of food, and the lonely king doesn't want to be the first king in Xirong's history to starve to death!"

Sulekundu sighed and glanced across the anxious faces.

"Now, there is a way, but the cost is a bit high. I will tell you and you can discuss it and see if it is feasible."

"What can you do? Your Highness, tell me quickly. Tell me quickly." Everyone looked happy and urged.

Sulekun closed his eyes and said slowly: "The regent of Dayan said that she can help find enough food, but the premise is that we, Xirong, must surrender to Dayan. I wonder what my father and you all think?"