Who put the yellow robe on me?

Chapter 185: Peace Conditions

Zhong Xiaodan and Mi Chunhong had just escorted Xian Yulinyuan and General Mammon outside the tent, and both of them looked a little heavy.

Although the two generals from the Western Regions fought to the end, they were eventually captured by the Daliang army, and victory on the battlefield was achieved.

But Xianyu Linyuan and General Mammon chose to resist to the end, which made the generals feel a little depressed.

Although they won, they did not truly win over the hearts of the Western Region troops. General Xianyu Linyuan and Mammon still chose not to surrender to Daliang.

Mi Chunhong was the first to break the silence, asking, "Your Highness, what should we do next? Although General Xianyu and General Mamun have been captured by us, they have not surrendered, and the unrest in the Western Regions has not been completely quelled."

Jiang Chen's gaze lingered on Mi Chunhong's face for a moment, then slowly swept over the other people in the tent.

A complex thought flashed in his eyes, and then he revealed a faint smile, as if he had already expected all this.

"General Mi," Jiang Chen's voice was low but carried an unquestionable majesty. "If we can't crush them from the outside, then we'll disintegrate them from the inside."

This sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, immediately causing ripples. Everyone looked up at Jiang Chen at the same time with confused expressions.

Zhong Wenbin frowned slightly and asked, "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Jiang Chen did not explain immediately. He walked to the desk, took out a written letter, and handed it to Zuo Yongyu who was standing beside him.

"General Zuo," Jiang Chen smiled lightly, his tone relaxed, "This is a letter addressed to Lord Ji of the Western Regions of Gaochang. Please take it and deliver it to him in person."

Zuo Yongyu took the letter with a puzzled look on his face, but he didn't ask any more questions. He immediately bowed and accepted the order: "Yes, Your Highness! I will do it right away."

He hurriedly took his leave and rode away at full speed with the letter, heading towards the Western Regions.

After Zuo Yongyu left, the Thirteenth Princess Jiang Sirou finally couldn't help but be curious and asked softly, "Sixteenth brother, what is written in your letter?"

Jiang Chen smiled lightly, with a mysterious light flashing in his eyes: "Negotiate peace!"

"Peace talks?" This sentence shocked everyone in the tent and they all showed expressions of disbelief.

Now Daliang has gained an absolute advantage. Xianyu Linyuan and General Mammon have been captured, and the remaining troops in the Western Regions are just a spent force. In this case, why should we take the initiative to negotiate peace?

"Your Highness," Zhong Wenbin asked with a hint of doubt, "We already have a chance of victory, why choose peace?"

Jiang Chen did not explain immediately. He just paced slowly in the tent, smiled gently, as if he was thinking about his decision.

"Some things," he paused, narrowing his eyes slightly, "don't need to be solved with knives or guns."

Jiang Chen's words made everyone even more confused, but they had to admit that the Sixteenth Prince had never made any decision without deep meaning.

"This..." Mi Chunhong frowned, clearly still confused. He said, "But we're clearly in a very favorable position right now. Why should we leave a way out for the Western Regions at this time?"

Jiang Chen gently waved his hand, interrupting Mi Chunhong's thoughts. A hint of amusement lingered in his smile. "General Mi, negotiating peace doesn't mean we're giving up our advantage; it's another form of victory. The Western Region has been divided for a long time. Lord Ji may appear loyal to the Western Royal Family, but he may not be so in his heart. Rather than forcibly annihilating them, we should follow the trend and force the Western Region to disintegrate from within."

Jiang Chen paused and looked up at General Zhong Wenbin. Zhong Wenbin was experienced and understood something when he saw Jiang Chen's expression.

"Your Highness means... to divide them?" Zhong Wenbin asked cautiously.

"That's right," Jiang Chen said approvingly, continuing, "Although the Western Region appears solid, the forces involved are complex and intertwined. In particular, the relationship between Lord Ji and the Western Region royal family is not entirely unwavering. As long as we seize the opportunity and propose peace talks at the right time, Lord Ji will waver, and once he wavers, the power of the Western Region will collapse from within."

After hearing Jiang Chen's explanation, everyone finally understood the deep meaning.

General Zhong Wenbin nodded thoughtfully, then said, "Pass on my military orders! Return to Liangzhou City and await the arrival of the Western Regions envoys!"

Seven days later...

"Report!" A soldier hurried into the general's residence and reported, "The envoys from the Western Regions have arrived!"

Everyone in the general's mansion was stunned. Lord Ji came faster than they expected.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with a shrewd light, and he smiled faintly: "Master Ji, you really didn't disappoint me."

Not long after, Lord Ji, the envoy from the Western Regions, entered the Daliang military camp with a group of followers.

Lord Ji was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a solemn expression, but the sharpness hidden in his eyes could not be ignored.

He stared at Jiang Chen for a moment, then bowed slightly and saluted Jiang Chen: "Your Highness, Prince of Yan."

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Ji! Someone, bring some tea!" Jiang Chen said with a smile, then waved to Zuo Yongyu, who then left the general's mansion.

Lord Ji said, "Thank you, Your Highness, the Prince of Yan, for giving the Western Regions an opportunity to negotiate peace!"

"Lord Ji," Jiang Chen responded with a smile, his tone hinting at a chill, "I heard that you are here to negotiate peace. I wonder what the King of the Western Regions' attitude is?"

Lord Ji's expression remained unchanged as he slowly spoke, "The Western Regions royal family is willing to negotiate peace with Daliang, but the terms require further negotiation between the two sides."

Jiang Chen smiled calmly: "The terms of peace can certainly be discussed, but how much leverage does the Western Region Royal Family have to negotiate with us now?"

Although these words were plain, they were like a sharp blade, pointing directly at the soft spot of the Western Region. Lord Ji's expression changed slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Your Highness," Lord Ji said in a low voice, with a hint of tentativeness in his voice, "Although the Western Region has suffered heavy losses, if it really comes to a fight to the death, both sides will inevitably suffer losses."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, his eyes cold: "Both sides will suffer losses? I'm afraid Master Ji has overestimated the current situation in the Western Region."

Lord Ji was silent for a moment, his eyes becoming sharper. "Your Highness is right. The Western Regions are indeed weak in military strength now. But if Daliang is willing to give us a chance to breathe, the Western Regions are willing to cede Gaochang City and pay tribute to Daliang forever."

Jiang Chen's smile gradually deepened. He knew that although Lord Ji's words were superficially about negotiation, they actually indicated the division within the Western Regions.

He did not respond immediately, but looked at Zhong Wenbin and other generals beside him.

"Generals, what do you think?"

The generals looked at each other in confusion. Zhong Wenbin pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Since the Western Regions are already willing to surrender, we might as well give them another chance."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, a shrewd gleam in his eyes.

"I don't agree!" Two people walked in from outside the general's mansion. They were General Xianyu and General Mammon.