Daqin: Consolidate the destiny of the country and help the ancestors live forever!

Chapter 209 Pitting the Huns, Bargaining Even More

"Dream?!"

"Did you get dizzy from too much blood loss?"

"It's a BMW at first glance, how could it be returned to you?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"Besides, your lives are ours."

Han Xin sneered disdainfully.

Wanting to switch back to BMW is simply a dream.

Ying Ziye wasn't angry either, he just looked reckless like this.

Thinking about how to deal with him.

"Your Highness, if this mallet man really has an extraordinary identity."

"Putting it back is letting the tiger go back to the mountain to leave future troubles. Why don't you just kill it?"

Han Xinxin was murderous and wanted to get rid of the rashness.

Luo Huan felt uncomfortable after hearing this.

Can you just kill me if you don't agree with me?

Wouldn't it be nice to exchange some benefits?

"Your Highness, why don't you keep it and change it?"

"It's just a little Xiongnu, what does my Great Qin have to fear?"

"It would be a waste to kill him. If Touman Shanyu really loves him that much."

"Wouldn't it be nice to ask him to bring some treasures to exchange his audacity?"

Meng Tian did not agree with Han Xin's words.

Utilizing waste is definitely better than killing it directly.

So what if you put the audacity back?

If you can catch it once, you will have a chance to catch it a second time. What is there to be afraid of?

Luo Huan was translating softly at the side, and his cheeky face turned blue and white while listening.

They wanted to get rid of him again, and they traded him for something.

It's really a shame to treat him as a commodity.

But it seemed like he couldn't do anything about it.

Now it has become the meat on the cutting board, and the knife and I are the fish.

Ying Ziye also rejected Han Xin's proposal.

It's too wasteful to kill, so we have to use the waste anyway.

In history, Mao Dun became Shan Yu only after killing Touman's wife and children.

In the end, it finally unified the entire prairie through wretched development.

This is also the strength of Maodun. Whether it is military talent or vision, it seems that they are enough to throw off a few blocks of recklessness.

Letting go back, will the two fight?

who cares.

Anyway, it's not impossible to let him go back by trading rashness for some war horses.

I just don't know how much money Touman is willing to spend on this youngest son.

Thinking of this, Ying Ziye laughed.

"It's a pity to kill it."

"The general is right, no matter how you say it, you have to make use of it."

"Isn't Daqin short of war horses? Why don't you trade your risk for war horses?"

Ying Ziye's words made both Meng Tian and Han Xin's eyes light up.

That's a great idea!

If recklessness holds a heavy weight in Touman's heart.

It is estimated that a lot of war horses can be brought back.

Thinking of this, the two of them stared at boldly with fiery eyes.

It's like looking at a peerless boutique.

This made the recklessness a little unbearable.

The eyes of those two people were like the way he looked at the female slave of Daqin before.

He is not used to this look.

But he had no choice but to force himself not to look at that contemptuous look.

"How many horses is your life worth?"

"Come and make me an offer."

"If you don't satisfy me, you won't be able to go back to the Huns in your life."

"Don't fool me, or you will die in Daqin."

Ying Ziye sneered, as if looking at an animal that was slaughtered at will.

Luo Huan was very happy when he heard this, it seemed that the opportunity had come.

He translated the words exactly.

Hearing this recklessly just now, he was still a little excited in his heart.

This is the right bet, and there is salvation.

As long as there is something to talk about, it's still a good thing.

Although the price is that his father needs to exchange his life with a war horse.

But how many war horses would his father give him in return?

This is a bit difficult for him. If you want a war horse, why don't you ask for a price yourself?

But asking him to make an offer, isn't that embarrassing him?

No matter how much he asks, the other party will definitely continue to increase the price.

"Your Highness, the chance to survive has come, hurry up and make an offer!"

"It was so hard for the little one to win this opportunity!"

"Only in this way can we return to the Huns!"

Luo Huan boasted a bit, telling the rash to make a quick decision.

The rash face is a bit ugly, how many horses is he worth?

He has never encountered such a thing, so what should he do?

The other party would definitely not want to say less.

His father refused to give it after talking too much.

The Huns had a lot of horses, but they hadn't reached the point where everyone had one.

Horses are still a scarce resource, and they are all controlled by major tribes.

Ordinary herdsmen only have herds, and it is not so easy to own their own war horses.

"He asked me to set the price myself, and asked me how many war horses I was worth."

"How do you ask me to make an offer?"

"Why don't you come?"

With a rash look on his face, he really didn't know how to ask for a good price.

No matter how he asks the price, the other party will be dissatisfied.

This is also the shrewdness of the other party.

Luo Huan was also stumped, he was too excited just now.

Looking back now, it really is.

"Your Highness, how many horses can Shanyu offer in exchange for you?"

"Can you go back, maybe this is the only chance you have."

Luo Huan was a little worried, and he was also in a complicated mood at this time.

If such a good opportunity is missed, then there is really nothing to say.

"Your Highness, can you make an offer?"

"There are many horses in the Xiongnu area, but Touman Shanyu doesn't have many horses."

Luo Huan looked at Ying Ziye obsequiously.

Ying Ziye smiled and shook his head, but did not speak.

Seeing Ying Ziye like this, Luo Huan could only continue to look recklessly.

"Your Highness, tell me the number."

"Otherwise, the little one somehow negotiated with Daqin."

Luo Huan smiled wryly, he is really not suitable for negotiation.

"Ten thousand!"

Recklessly stretched out a finger and said bitterly.

"Ten thousand?"

"Is your life that cheap?"

"Only ten thousand horses?"

Ying Ziye is disdainful, it's too little to play.

He choked on this recklessly.

His life is cheap?

Who dares to say that his life is cheap?

Before he could retort rashly, Ying Ziye's voice sounded again.

"One hundred thousand! Not even one horse!"

Jumping recklessly, he was so angry that he cursed: "One hundred thousand? Your uncle's, why don't you grab it?"

"What do you think I'm doing now?"

Ying Ziye sat on the BMW, looking down at the reckless.

"Even if you kill me, you still don't have [-] horses. It is impossible for my father to exchange me with so many horses."

"Up to [-] horses, this is already the limit, if you disagree, kill me!"

He closed his eyes in pain.

This [-] is already the limit, and his father is not even willing to give [-].

That is to say, he still has a little stock in stock, and he can't get out any more.

Seeing this, Ying Ziye seemed to be at his limit.

"Then fifty thousand!"