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"General Chu!"

Dimo tried hard to control his emotions, and then spoke slowly, with a hint of suppressed anger in his tone: "We, the White Elephant Asan, understand your country's position, but we also have our dignity and bottom line.

We are willing to resolve issues through dialogue and come to Daxia with sincerity.

But we also have our own principles, and we will never agree to any of your conditions."

Young Master Chu lowered his head and looked at his watch. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes slightly focused, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his tone was as cold as iron:

"If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!

Daxia gave you an opportunity to resolve the dispute peacefully, but Prime Minister Dimo ​​refused on behalf of the White Elephant Asan Kingdom. "

Young Master Chu stood up expressionlessly, and slowly looked around at the members of the negotiation delegation of the White Elephant Asan country. His eyes were like ice, which made people feel cold. Without any hesitation or compromise, he pronounced decisively:

"In that case, there is no need to continue this meeting.

You should prepare yourself to face the wrath and judgment of Daxia’s army!”

After saying that, Young Master Chu turned his head and quietly winked at the confused Shangguan Yunyi, and prepared to leave the meeting room.

"General Chu, please stay!"

The pale-faced Dimo ​​quickly stood up, showing a bitter smile to Young Master Chu who was ready to fight and kill at the slightest disagreement, and tried to find a way out:

"General Chu, we are willing to continue negotiations...but your conditions are beyond our expectations. I hope you can give us more time to consider."

However, Young Master Chu just glanced at him calmly and shook his head: "Prime Minister Dimo, my patience has run out. Your chance has been missed. Now, the White Elephant Asan Kingdom has only two options: either accept our conditions or face the consequences of war."

"General Chu!"

After receiving the signal from Young Master Chu, Shangguan Yunyi instantly realized that the time had come for him to play the good guy.

He took a deep breath, tried hard to adjust his emotions, then looked at Mr. Chu and persuaded him in a gentle tone:

“The fact that Prime Minister Dimo ​​personally flew to Daxia to participate in the talks shows his sincerity.

Our Daxia has always been a country of etiquette. It is about two hours until noon...

After all, this is a serious matter, so why don't we all take a half-hour break to give Prime Minister Dimo ​​and his staff some time to discuss matters."

Young Master Chu's eyes moved slightly and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was weighing Shangguan Yunyi's proposal.

Everyone in the conference room held their breath and looked intently at this youngest, most powerful participant who was influencing the progress of the talks.

In the silent meeting room, the atmosphere eased slightly as Young Master Chu nodded slightly to show his agreement and walked out of the meeting room with a cold expression.

Shangguan Yunyi quickly led the Daxia staff out of the conference room, leaving this space to the Baixiang Asan country staff.

……

Shangguan Yunyi's office.

"General Chu, you really scared me just now."

Shangguan Yunyi picked up his teacup and took a big sip, then he exhaled heavily and looked at the calm Mr. Chu. A complex look flashed in his eyes, and he sighed:

"I was really worried that you would get angry and leave without giving Dimo ​​time to think."

Young Master Chu smiled slightly, with a gleam in his eyes: "Who wants to start a war if they can get something at the negotiation table?"

"That's right, but Dimo ​​is also a cunning politician. It would be difficult to make him submit just by threats and intimidation."

Shangguan Yunyi put down the teacup, frowned slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Young Master Chu leaned on the sofa, tilted his head slightly to check the time, raised the corner of his mouth, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly: "400,000 troops are at the gate of the city. If Dimo ​​is still stubborn, then what if we go and take it ourselves?"

……

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, Daxia's request is not small." Shangguan Yunyi put down the teacup, frowned slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Chu Dashu is going too far, we absolutely cannot agree to it."

In the conference room, the negotiating representative A from the White Elephant Asan country said indignantly:

"We also have a million-strong army. In recent years, we have purchased a lot of advanced weapons from various countries in the world. We are not without the strength to fight against Daxia.

As for the Babayang, they are just a group of defeated generals and there is no need to worry about them. As long as we concentrate our most elite main forces, take advantage of the geographical advantages, and set up layers of defense, we will be able to make it difficult for the Daxia army to move forward.

As long as we can delay Daxia's attack, the international community will definitely lend us a helping hand."

"Minister A is right."

Negotiator B said with deep sympathy, "Let's look at the current Black Soil War. At the beginning, Xiong Da was very aggressive and launched all three armies, boasting that he would make Xiong Er surrender in half a month.

Now, with the help of a group of friends, the two sides have reached a stalemate...

In terms of national strength, Xiong Da cannot compare with Da Xia, but he is also one of the top three permanent members.

"We, the White Elephant Asan, have been growing stronger and stronger under the governance of the Prime Minister over the years. We also have the advantage of geographical location and no shortage of soldiers... Why should we be afraid of Daxia?"

"That's right. Even if Daxia has White Emperor fighter planes, can it still fight on the ground?"

Representative A echoed, "In our conflict with Daxia, even if the sky is given to them, what good will it be? In the end, victory will still depend on the army."

"Chief Singh, you are the first person in the military, tell me your suggestions."

Dimo's face was stern. He did not comment on the objections from his staff. He looked sharply at the chiefs of the armed forces who had remained silent today.

"Your Mightiness."

Singh raised his head, a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face, and he replied calmly: "You know very well the combat capability of the Daxia military... Once the war between our country and Daxia begins, it will definitely be a one-sided situation.

The focus of the discussion now should be on whether the threatening words of General Chu in Daxia are meant to intimidate our country or whether Daxia is really ready for war as he said.

Dimo's expression changed. He pondered for a moment and nodded slightly. "Yes, you hit the point... Our self-righteous and impregnable defenses are like paper walls in front of Daxia's Ares Mecha. They will break at the first poke... We have no power to fight back at all."

"So, if Your Excellency rejects Daxia's proposal, we can only gamble."

Singh's eyes narrowed, and he continued in a deep voice, "I bet Daxia has no intention of starting a war...it's just exerting extreme pressure on us."

Dimo raised his eyes and looked at Singer for a few seconds, then nodded slowly and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and Singh's secretary rushed in anxiously, panting with a mobile phone in his hand. He trotted to Singh and said, "General, this is an urgent call from the front-line headquarters."