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Chapter 384: 206: Aristocratic Families Submit _3

Chapter 384: 206: Aristocratic Families Submit _3

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Lu Yuan sneered, “If this isn’t allowed, and that isn’t allowed, then what can the court offer?”

Yang Jing said, “South Sea Prefecture is rich and prosperous. If the general is willing to accept soldiers, the court can give half of the South Sea Prefecture as your fiefdom.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Wangqiu’s face changed abruptly, and he subconsciously glanced at Lu Yuan, fearing that his ally might be tempted.

Fortunately, this was just an unnecessary worry.

Lu Yuan laughed at the condition. How could the court still want to use such divisive tactics at this time? And did they think that just half of the South Sea Prefecture could satisfy his appetite?

Thinking of this manipulation, Lu Yuan sneered, “If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to talk about. Let’s array our troops and fight a battle against each other.

I have raised an army of 300,000 in Dongting Prefecture, and I am eager to fight someone.

With one order in South Sea Prefecture, Nanhai Sect can gather 300,000 people. In a short time, the entire South Sea Prefecture can be taken.

In Jianan Prefecture, Nine River Sword Sect can also gather 200,000 people. With one lift of the banner, Jianan can change hands.

My three families form an alliance, four Inborn Grandmasters, and 800,000 sharp knights. If the court is confident that they can defeat us, then send troops to fight.

I really want to see.

By then, I’ll either get what I want and establish a new state with one prefecture, or even occupy two or three more prefectures.

Or the court will suppress us and restore prosperity once again.”

At this point, Lu Yuan stood up, pressing his hand on the hilt of his waist, and looked unkindly at Yang Jing.

Upon seeing his movement, Yan Wangqiu and others on his side also stood up one by one, staring at Yang Jing and his party without dispersing their eyes.

It seemed as if they were unwilling to agree, and they planned to leave several people in the camp today.

If a falling out with the court really happened, it would be beneficial to first eliminate one of their Inborn Grandmasters today to significantly weaken the court’s strength.

Thinking of this, Yan Wangqiu’s people were itching for a fight.

Previously, the Old Lord had been played by Yang Jing’s divisive strategy, and he already held some grudges against him. He genuinely wanted to defeat him.

Even if they didn’t kill him, they could still teach him a lesson.

Being stared at like this by the four Inborn Grandmasters, even Yang Jing couldn’t help but feel his hair on end, raising alarm bells.

If he felt this way, let alone the two deputy envoys who hadn’t reached the Inborn stage.

At this point, they were frightened and pale, trembling with fear. If it wasn’t for their strong willpower, they might have collapsed to the ground.

“Do you really want to rebel?”

Although Yang Jing was also slightly afraid, he still braced himself to scold loudly, trying to display the court’s authority.

However, clearly, there was no authority to speak of in the current scenario.

After his scolding, all he received was mockery in the eyes of the four people opposite him.

Seeing this, Yang Jing’s face alternated between red, white, and green, eventually turning bitter. He conceded, “There’s no need to be like this. We can talk it out. I came here to discuss terms with you, not to go this far.”

Lu Yuan sneered, not buying it, “In the world of martial artists, we’ve always settled matters with strength. Talking too much is useless. Brother Yang, we’ve known each other for quite some time. Just be straightforward.

I’ll just ask you: can the court fight and suppress us with our four Inborn Grandmasters and 800,000 strong troops?”

Being pressed for an answer so mercilessly, Yang Jing’s face became even more difficult to look at, but facing Lu Yuan’s insistence, he could only nod, “With the current situation of the court, we can’t suppress you.”

“Good!”

Seeing that the other party wasn’t playing tricks, Lu Yuan shouted and nodded. He continued, “We will raise troops in three prefectures. I will lead my troops north and east, attacking the Yangtze River and advancing to Yuzhang. Brother Yan will lead his troops west and south, attacking Yulin and Jiuzhen. Brother Su will command his troops to the north and invade Linhai.

I just ask you, can the court withstand our onslaught?”

Upon hearing these words, Yang Jing’s face changed drastically, exclaimed in horror, “You dare to do this?”

If they followed Lu Yuan’s strategy, the court would most likely collapse, not to mention maintaining its current state. The Da Yue empire would be on the verge of collapse in an instant.

Lu Yuan coldly said, “If the court isn’t willing to compromise, do you think I wouldn’t dare? Enough with that. Can the court withstand it or not?”

Seeing his serious attitude, Yang Jing finally realized that they were serious. As his heart tightened, he could only close his eyes in despair and reluctantly say, “We can’t withstand it.”

“Good.”

Lu Yuan said it again, then nodded in satisfaction, “As Brother Yang said, if we really do this, there’s no need to mention just three prefectures – we can even take down six or seven prefectures.

By that time, what the court has to give won’t be just three prefectures; it will be the entire territory of Da Yue.”

By agreeing to our terms, the Coastal Aristocratic Family can at least keep the four prefectures of Jiangdong.

With a foundation, the court can maintain a degree of dignity even if they are in a desperate situation.

But if the court doesn’t agree, not only will Da Yue be on the verge of collapse, but your Coastal Aristocratic Family can’t even save your millennia-old family business.”

With each sentence, Lu Yuan’s words became sharp knives, slowly uncovering the last line of defense in Yang Jing’s heart.

Seeing the increasingly pale face of the other side, he delivered the final blow.

“I don’t mind telling Brother Yang this. During this time, the northern Zhou Country has been constantly sending people to contact us.

Their conditions are much more generous than the court’s.

Not only have they promised me two prefectures, but they have also agreed to everything that Brother Yan and Brother Su asked for.

If the court insists on making things difficult for us,

Don’t blame us for opening the Yangtze River, Inviting 300,000 Zhou soldiers across the river.

By then, how the court will end up and how you six families and seven clans will fare, I think you should know better.”

Lu Yuan reminded them seemingly kindly.

The words broke Yang Jing’s last psychological defense.

“No, absolutely not,”

Yang Jing was well aware of the outcome for the court and their six families and seven clans once the Zhou soldiers crossed the river.

It was likely that when the Zhou soldiers arrived, the entire Coastal Aristocratic Family would have been slaughtered.

Thinking of this, Yang Jing seemed to see the bloody scene before his eyes. His eyes reddened, “We can talk things out. Don’t let the Zhou soldiers cross the river. What you ask for isn’t up to me alone to decide.

I will report to the court, and a satisfactory answer will be given to you.”

The new Martial Proclamation Marquis finally bowed his proud head and compromised.