It was almost dusk, and the Tianwei Army's sentry escorted the three people back to the camp. Wang Yan took the three people to Yuchi Jingde's meeting tent.

Yuchi Baoqi was talking to his father about how to fight next. He looked at Wang Yan who came in and the three people being escorted behind him with some confusion: "What's going on?"

Wang Yan shrugged: "They said they came for peace talks, that they were envoys from the Charlemagne Empire and wanted to see the supreme commander of the Mighty Army of Heaven."

"I searched him. He didn't have any weapons. He just brought a few rolls of sheepskin. It stinks like hell."

Yuchi Baoqi didn't respond, and Yuchi Jingde frowned: "His grandma's parchment rolls, these white-skinned guys like the stinky smell, don't they?"

"Are you envoys? Are you here for peace talks?"

The leader was wearing luxurious clothes and was about to take out the parchment from his arms. Yuchi Baoqi stopped him: "Just say what you have to say, don't take out the parchment."

"According to the order of Emperor William II of the Charlemagne Empire, I came to issue an edict for peace talks, requesting the supreme commander of the Tianwei Army to go to the palace of the Charlemagne Empire to discuss ceasefire matters."

Yuchi Baoqi frowned when he heard this. Looking at his son's face, Yuchi Jingde knew that the white-skinned boy opposite him didn't fart well.

Yuchi Baoqi's face turned cold obviously: "You are not qualified to say in front of the Tianwei Army of the Tang Dynasty that you negotiate with the Tianwei Army from a position of strength. You have not done so before, you have not done so now, and you will not be able to do so in the future."

"If you don't understand what peace talks are, I don't mind letting the artillery fire of my Tianwei Army teach you what peace talks are!"

The envoy from the Charlemagne Empire pointed at Yuchi Baoqi's nose and cursed: "Rude! Vulgar! Hopeless! I, the Charlemagne Empire, have lowered themselves to ask for peace talks, but you Tianwei Army are so rude!"

"Wang Yan! The battle line has advanced thirty miles. I want to hear the enemy's wails of pain, and I want to see the enemy's fortifications reduced to ashes before my eyes!"

The envoy's eyes widened, he pointed at Yuchi Baoqi and kept talking: "Devil! Demon! You are the filthiest devil in hell! You are the incarnation of the devil!"

Wang Yan scratched his head. Except for the word "Wang Yan", he didn't understand anything Yuchi Baoqi said: "Captain, um, how about we speak Chinese?"

The camp sentry beside him lay in Wang Yan's ear and translated. Wang Yan probably understood: "Captain, what about these three?"

Yuchi Jingde put his hands on his hips: "The Tang Dynasty has its own national style. If you say you won't kill the envoys, you won't behead them. Take off their clothes, shave their heads and throw them back."

Yuchi Baoqi took out a pen and paper and started writing eloquently. He was full of words about Emperor William, such as "don't eat sour radish, fuck Fuck" and so on. Finally, they agreed to place a piece of paper at the midpoint of the line connecting the two sides' positions. Set up a negotiating table and invite the other party to come and negotiate.

"Okay, when you throw them back, let them take this credential with them."

Wang Yan, who later learned the contents of the credentials, stripped the three of them naked and shaved their heads, and then asked the logistics department to urgently arrange a car to escort the three people back to their empire, fearing that Emperor William would be too late. Zhong saw this highly informative credential.

Emperor William looked at the three bald naked men kneeling in front of him. He took the so-called credentials from Patrick and before he opened them, he heard the envoys he had sent begin to accuse the Tianwei Army of being rude and barbaric.

"They said that our empire is not qualified to negotiate with the Tianwei Army from a position of strength! Bah! They also said that they would push the front line thirty miles and listen to the wails of our soldiers for fun! Your Majesty, they are devils! They are devils! "

Emperor William glanced at the three of them: "They humiliated you so much. As envoys of the empire, why didn't you commit suicide on the spot to prove your ambition?"

The three people who originally wanted to continue to accuse the Tianwei Army suddenly became silent and knelt on the ground without saying a word.

William winked at Patrick, and the king's guards immediately took action at Patrick's signal. The three envoys were forcibly dragged out of the palace. It was self-evident what was waiting for them.

Emperor William read the credentials, "A white-skinned pig, raised by a coward..." and so on, the entire page was full of these insulting words for him.

William even wondered how an army like the other party, which had never interacted with his own country, could write such authentic local curse words, many of which he had never even heard of.

"Patrick, go get me the best papers in the palace, the ones you bought from the Sogdians."

The leaflets used to persuade surrender were all made of very cheap paper. They were draft papers used by the logistics department for accounting purposes. They were very thin, suitable for quick printing and low cost. Because it is thinner, you can carry more scratch paper with the same weight while marching.

Patrick handed the paper he bought from the Sogdians to Emperor William. Compared with the two, the paper used by Yuchi Baoqi to write his credentials was better. It was whiter, stronger, and evenly thin. .

What would William think if he knew at this time that all Sogdian paper was ordinary civilian paper purchased from the Western Region Construction Corps and the Anxi Protectorate.

Ordinary paper that sold for two cents per hundred sheets in the Tang Dynasty was sold by the Sogdians for a high price of two hundred taels of gold. It can only be said that the Central Asian old watch did a good job.

"What kind of country and what kind of army are we facing? Where did they come from? According to the map, the Sogdians are closer to them. Why do they want to come to us?"

Patrick took the two pieces of paper from William's hand and compared them. In fact, there was no need to compare them carefully. The texture of the best paper in Datang was already overwhelming as soon as he got it.

"Military, logistics, even these papers have never been seen before, Your Majesty..."

"Just say what you have to say, there's no need to be secretive."

Patrick organized his words: "In my eyes, this army may be invincible. According to the testimony of frontline soldiers, they saw eight big birds soaring in the sky, and then those leaflets were dropped. The enemy will Fei, we have little chance of winning... They are few in number. Without the big bird, we can try to encircle them. Once the siege is successful, we will have a chance, but... their big bird..."

"So I thought, could we try negotiating with them?"

Emperor William sat on the throne and thought for a long time, and finally agreed with Patrick's idea: "Tomorrow, you can go with Justinian."

Patrick nodded slightly: "Yes, Emperor."

Patrick couldn't sleep when he returned to his apartment. He walked to the terrace of his room in his nightgown and poured himself a glass of red wine.

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