Chapter 63

Yang Ye cut off the head of the frightened deputy commander of the Plain White Banner, and the resistance of the Plain White Banner soldiers completely collapsed.

Hanging the severed head on his horse, Yang Ye recalled the instructions of Emperor Taizong of Song, Zhao Guangyi. He pointed with his long spear and led his troops to charge towards Emperor Qinzong of Song's camp once again.

Under the pincer attack of the two armies, the cavalry of the Plain Yellow Banner also began to retreat.

The three emperors of the Ming Dynasty also thoroughly annihilated the troops of the other three banners.

On the city wall, Ao Bai and several banner commanders turned pale, with cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads. The mighty Eight Banners Army, which had once dominated the world, was now reduced to less than a thousand men, with the rest completely destroyed.

"Ao Bai, you can come down now. Let's have a good talk about the Treaty of Friendship among the Nine Nations." Emperor Zhengde of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao, and his companions wiped the blood off their armor and shouted to Ao Bai, who was somewhat dazed on the city wall.

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In the main tent, Zhou Yang sat in the center of the platform.

On his left sat Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, and seven others, all with smiling faces. Among them, Emperor Gaozong of Song, Zhao Gou, Emperor Qinzong of Song, Zhao Huan, and Emperor Huizong of Song, Zhao Ji, were particularly happy, as they had been forced to sign treaties for so long and could finally sign one for others.

On Zhou Yang's right sat Ao Bai, expressionless, with a look of resignation, as long as his life was spared, everything else was secondary.

"The first clause, given the misunderstandings among our nine nations, all misunderstandings will be dispelled after this decisive battle," said Emperor Qinzong of Song, Zhao Huan, whose face had just been treated by the imperial physician. He stood up, smiling, careful not to pull at his wounds.

"The second clause, the Qing Dynasty will provide the Eight-Nation Alliance with 80 million taels of silver as military expenses," said Emperor Gaozong of Song, Zhao Gou, with a haughty air.

"The third clause, the Qing Dynasty will provide the Eight-Nation Alliance with 300,000 warhorses," said Emperor Huizong of Song, standing up.

After saying this, Emperor Gaozong of Song, Zhao Gou, looked at Ao Bai expectantly, ready to argue for a hundred rounds if he said no.

"I accept all the terms and will deliver the supplies to the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower as soon as possible," said Ao Bai, standing up with a look of indifference.

Ao Bai's attitude left Emperor Gaozong of Song, Zhao Gou, and the others somewhat stunned. They had expected a long negotiation, as they had with the Jin Dynasty, but it ended so quickly that they felt like their efforts were wasted.

"Hurry up," said Emperor Gaozong of Song, Zhao Gou, and the others, feeling that the time to enjoy their victory was too short, and they hadn't had enough fun. No wonder the Jin Dynasty always liked to argue during negotiations; it must have felt like savoring fine wine.

"Your Majesty, greetings to the store owner and all the emperors." At this moment, the tent was pushed open, and an old woman with slightly graying hair, dressed in a phoenix robe, bowed slightly to Zhou Yang and the others.

Behind her, a dozen young eunuchs carrying exquisite jade pots slowly entered the tent.

The old woman smiled, giving a sense of peace and tranquility. Her face still showed traces of her stunning beauty from her youth.

"Ao Bai, Your Majesty," said Ao Bai, standing up and bowing to the old woman, showing respect.

"Your Majesty, I bring Prince Xuan Ye to offer some mare's milk wine from the Qing Dynasty for the store owner and the emperors to taste," said the old woman. The young eunuchs behind her placed cups of mare's milk wine in front of Zhou Yang and the other emperors.

Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty looked at Zhou Yang with eager eyes. Although the imperial physicians had already checked the wine, they were still a bit uneasy. Could they drink it? Was it poisoned?

Zhou Yang naturally drank a mouthful without hesitation. The taste was quite fragrant, and as for whether it was poisoned, he had no idea. The Nine Yang True Qi in his body had already made him immune to all poisons, at least in the "Deer and the Cauldron" world.

Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, and the others picked up their cups, took a sip, and put them down, pretending to drink.

Zhou Yang put down his cup, eyes narrowing. These dozen young eunuchs had a steady stance, and most of them had learned some martial arts. Moreover, they had formed a formation, subtly surrounding Ao Bai on the right.

This rhythm?

Bang!

The old woman gently let her cup slip from her hand and fall to the ground.

In the next moment, the dozen young eunuchs pounced on the dazed Ao Bai.

"Roar!"

A loud roar, like thunder, erupted from Ao Bai, a terrifying aura bursting from his body as he looked at the old woman in disbelief.

This tent was home to the store owner, a god-like figure, and eight emperors from other worlds, and she dared to capture him here.

"Does she not fear death?" Ao Bai's mind was filled with endless doubt.

"Store owner, all the emperors, the traitor Ao Bai has agreed to the terms. I, on behalf of the old woman, will increase the terms by thirty percent," said the old woman with a domineering air.

Zhou Yang and the others were slightly taken aback by her powerful presence. Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, and the others naturally had no objections. They didn't care about Ao Bai's life; as long as the compensation was in place, it didn't matter who provided it. Moreover, with a thirty percent increase, they were more than willing.

"Name: Da Yuer. (Bumbutai)

Identity: Empress Dowager of the 'Deer and the Cauldron' world."

It was her, the one who had captivated Dorgon and Hong Chengchou, Da Yuer.

Perhaps only she dared to stage a coup here. Although the tent was controlled by Zhou Yang and Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, it was also the weakest point of Ao Bai's power.

Behind her stood a young, composed boy, watching the scene with a calm face. If it weren't for the slight trembling of his body, one might think he was unafraid of what was happening.

"Name: Xuan Ye.

Identity: The destined dragon of the 'Deer and the Cauldron' world."

Emperor Kangxi, the young emperor, had been deposed by Ao Bai but had not been killed. He still possessed the destiny of a dragon.

Zhou Yang watched the familiar scene, realizing that this was the moment to capture Ao Bai.

Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, and the others, protected by their guards, stepped back slightly to give Ao Bai room to fight.

"Ah!"

A cry of greeting, and a young eunuch was hit by Ao Bai's fist and flew ten feet away.

The young emperor's pupils constricted slightly, his face showing a hint of tension.

However, the young eunuch did a somersault, got up, and was completely unharmed, looking spirited.

"Is this Wei Xiaobao?" Zhou Yang wondered. A eunuch who could make the young emperor nervous and had such incredible luck must be Wei Xiaobao.

Zhou Yang looked closely. The young eunuch had a delicate appearance, with eyes that sparkled with intelligence, giving a very clever impression, making it easy to gain others' trust.

"Name: Wei Xiaobao.

Identity: The son of destiny in the 'Deer and the Cauldron' world."

Bang!

Ao Bai, who had already practiced the Golden Bell Cover to the seventh level, was not someone these young eunuchs could handle. His internal energy surged, and he sent four or five of them flying.

Zhou Yang watched Wei Xiaobao charge forward again, his eyes filled with interest. He wanted to see just how amazing Wei Xiaobao was and how he could capture Ao Bai, who was so much stronger.

When Zhou Yang saw Ao Bai choking Wei Xiaobao by the neck, thinking he was about to die, the young emperor behind Da Yuer threw a wine bottle at Ao Bai's eyes. Ao Bai had to let go of Wei Xiaobao, who fell to the ground, rolled over, and stood up again, completely unharmed.

Ao Bai, known as the first warrior of the Qing Dynasty, was not a title he had earned in vain. He had fought with real weapons and had the strength of a thousand pounds.

During the battles between the Ming and Qing armies, Ao Bai had grabbed Ming soldiers and thrown them around, moving like the wind, invincible, with hands that could crush a thousand pounds.

Under such strength, Wei Xiaobao was still unharmed, rolling over and pulling out an ordinary dagger from his boot, stabbing at Ao Bai. Zhou Yang was very curious how he had managed to hide the dagger and escape the guards' inspection.

The other two eunuchs caught by Ao Bai were not so lucky. He broke their skulls and then kicked them, killing four young eunuchs with a single kick.

Wei Xiaobao was thrown again, rubbed his sore buttocks, stood up, and charged forward once more.

Zhou Yang watched in silence. If anyone else had taken Wei Xiaobao's place, they would have died several times over.

The result was smooth. The protagonist was invincible. The first warrior of the Qing Dynasty, a master at the peak of the Later Heaven realm, was defeated by Wei Xiaobao, a young eunuch who only knew some fancy moves. The young eunuch won the battle, emerging victorious and unharmed.

When Wei Xiaobao's ordinary dagger stabbed Ao Bai, the hidden force that Lu Xiaofeng had shot into Ao Bai's body suddenly activated, disrupting his Golden Bell Cover defense. The dagger pierced Ao Bai's body, and the poison on it immediately took effect.

The young emperor and Wei Xiaobao immediately tied Ao Bai up tightly, their faces filled with surprise, clearly feeling that victory had come too suddenly.

"The old woman thanks the store owner and all the emperors. All the items will be delivered as soon as possible," said Da Yuer, slightly relieved, smiling at Zhou Yang and the others. "The old woman has important matters to attend to and will leave first."

"Your Majesty, our army is beginning to rout." Not long after Da Yuer and the others left, a messenger, drenched in sweat and with disheveled armor, ran into the camp, looking terrified, and reported to Emperor Huizong of Song, Zhao Ji.

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