After the Far Eastern Dynasty raised a large army and Doguland decided to fight back, the desert area was in a state of chaos.

The Far Eastern dynasty continued to seize oases as strongholds, and the desert forces were unable to withstand a million-strong army. Finally, they decided to form a coalition with Doguland to jointly fight back against the Far Eastern invasion.

Recently, with the help of the leaders of the desert forces, the main forces of Doguland were stationed in the oasis stronghold like a tide, and quickly took control of the western side of the desert.

At the same time, the Far East Imperial Army occupied the eastern part of the desert and continued to advance westward. The spheres of influence of both sides gathered at the center line. When the soldiers at the frontline stronghold looked up, they could even vaguely see the smoke rising on the other side of the horizon. The nearest vanguards of both sides The troops are only tens of miles away from each other.

The war was about to break out, and the wind and sand were already filled with a thick smell of gunpowder smoke. The spirits of the soldiers of both armies were as tight as strings. They did not dare to take off their armor when resting at night, for fear that the other side's vanguard troops would suddenly launch a surprise attack.

At sunrise the next day, Perseus went to the front line in person, wearing the armor he wore during the "Laurel War" 28 years ago. His eyes were calm and cold, like an old but still powerful lion. .

Sting stood next to Perseus, looking with him at the direction where the Far Eastern Army was stationed, and asked worriedly: "Are you really going?"

Perseus nodded and said: "This is an invitation from the Emperor of the Far East. If through this conversation we can save some soldiers from dying, or even prevent an imminent war, I have to go."

Sting put his hand on the shoulder of this old comrade and said seriously: "We are all behind you."

Perseus smiled slightly, patted Sting's arm to express comfort, then mounted his tall horse and headed towards the middle area under the escort of the royal guards.

Not long ago, the Far Eastern Dynasty sent an invitation letter, hoping that the leaders of both sides could have one last discussion before the war began - not for messengers to send messages back and forth, but for the king and emperor to talk face to face.

The situation has developed to this point. It can be said that the situation is tense and the possibility of conflict is very small. However, in order to control the scale of the war as much as possible, Perseus was invited to accept this negotiation.

The negotiation location between the two parties was chosen in a middle area that was not controlled by either party. Perseus was very sincere. Except for a dozen royal guards who traveled together, there was no pomp and circumstance. The people came quickly.

The Far East was much more particular. There were hundreds of people in the negotiation team, and there were 66 royal flag bearers alone to clear the way. They held the royal yellow-backed golden dragon flag, ran in a circle, and planted the flag in the yellow sand to indicate that this was the case. In the land of the Son of Heaven, they all knelt down and bowed their heads like the waves.

Behind the array of flag bearers, the huge throne of the Son of Heaven was carried by 24 royal servants and slowly walked toward the center. The main body of the throne was made of thousand-year-old sandalwood wood, on which skilled craftsmen carved lifelike patterns symbolizing the supreme imperial power. The hovering five-clawed golden dragon glared fiercely, as if it was about to break out of the Holy Seat and soar into the nine heavens.

A golden curtain hangs above the Holy Seat, which looks like a golden flame igniting under the sunlight. A tall figure sits upright behind the curtain. Only his shadow can be seen, but his form cannot be seen. The mysterious and oppressive aura is natural.

Do not look at the emperor - this is an ironclad rule in the court. Even when the leaders are negotiating, this ancient rule is still in effect.

On both sides of the holy throne stand two figures wearing "four-clawed golden dragon robes". On the right is a vicissitudes of life old man. His beard and hair are as white as crane feathers. He stands with his hands behind his back.

His eyes seemed to penetrate everything in the world.

Zhang Bufan is the current national advisor of the Far Eastern Dynasty and the head of the Department of Yin and Yang. Legend has it that this person has mastered rare spells in ancient and modern times, has magical powers over yin and yang, and has boundless magical power. During the "Osmanthus War" 28 years ago, it was this person who laid the foundation for the royal city.

The "Great Sumeru Nine Palaces Mysterious Fire Array" almost burned down the capital of Doguland, which had stood for 486 years.

Unlike most military generals, for Onmyoji, age and physical aging are not necessarily obstacles to strength. Their magic power may decline due to age, but along with it they are also superb at controlling spells.

Technological experience.

Older onmyojis often learn more ancient spells than new generation onmyojis, and they also know better how to produce more powerful spells with less magic power.

Therefore, compared with 28 years ago, Zhang Bufan's strength is even worse now.

Standing on the left side of the Holy Seat is a slender girl. Her four-clawed golden dragon robe sways with the strong wind, and her long black hair like splashes of ink is cut directly to her waist. Just standing there quietly, there is a cold and oppressive feeling.

Coming at you.

The girl has a pair of rare golden eyes, which are like the solitary sun in the sky carved into her eyes. If you look closely, you will find that her sight is out of focus. Although she is looking at the Doguland negotiation team, she is not looking at anyone. It seems that

Even King Perseus couldn't look at her.

Among the people in the Far Eastern Dynasty, the only one with such momentum is Cang Xuan, the top master in the empire today and the leader of the Tianxuan Division. He is also the only person in the world who is qualified to enter the curtain of the Holy Seat and gaze upon the Emperor.

Compared with the Far Eastern Dynasty, the scene on Perseus' side is obviously much weaker. There are no masters to control the formation, and there are only a dozen imperial guards wearing closed heavy armor. But in a sense, this is also showing off one's strength.

Sincerity.

No matter what was written in the previous war book, and no matter how much momentum was built before the war, Perseus knew very well that Ye Lingchen was killed in the kingdom. This kind of thing should not happen under any circumstances.

Even if the emperor's grandson really deserves death, he should be sent back to the far capital to be punished by the emperor himself. This is the rule of the political game.

Now that such a ridiculous thing is happening, don't say who is at fault first, and don't care about justice in the world. From a political point of view, Doguland is in the wrong, so Perseus did not make such a big battle, but lowered his profile.

It can be regarded as an expression of sincerity to the Emperor of the Far East.

After the two parties met, Perseus untied the bag hanging on the waist of the war horse, took out a pot of strong wine and a wine glass, and said lightly: "We said goodbye 28 years ago, and now we meet again. Today's reunion drink, I will do it first.

Respectfully."

Perseus filled the glass, drank it all in one gulp, poured it again, drank it again, poured it again, drank it again, and drank three glasses in a row.

Drinking three glasses of wine by oneself, whether in Doguland or the Far Eastern Dynasty, was considered as a penalty, and Perseus had lowered his attitude to the lowest point.

After drinking three glasses of wine, Perseus wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the figure behind the curtain of the Holy See, narrowed his eyes slightly, and even though his voice was plain, it carried the unique majesty of a king: "Hello, too.
Chapter completed!