Ten days!
The agreement had to be secured within ten days!
The timeline was even tighter than Liang Qu had imagined.
Fortunately, it was not all bad news. Ten days to settle the negotiations, five days to withdraw—half a month altogether. They could still make it to the Ghost Mother Sect's affair...
"The Grand Secretaries of the Cabinet discussed it before and concluded that this is a balance point in terms of gains." Duke of Song Feng Xi, who had arrived yesterday alongside the Duke of Wei, spoke up. "The Southern Border is no easy party to deal with. They are all wolves, tigers, and leopards.
"His Majesty predicts that the Southern Border will act within ten days at most, easing the Northern Court's pressure so that the Northern Court can bite back!"
"Wouldn't that make the Northern Court fearless, with something to rely on?" Liang Qu stroked his chin.
"Fearless, with something to rely on? That is not quite right." Duke of Wei Xu Youguang shook his head and pointed to the border map. "First, the Northern Court hopes the Southern Border will pressure Da Shun and give them a chance to catch their breath, but they likewise hope to retake Northern Frontier as soon as possible and recover their losses. They will not want an empty city or a barren stretch of flatland.
"Second, if the Southern Border pressures Da Shun, are they friends rather than enemies to the Northern Court? Even on the same grassland, the Eight Great Tribes are not united and often quarrel. Flowing Gold Sea fell into our dynasty's hands in the past precisely because the Northern Court's Eight Divisions Grand Khan had yet to secure his position. Let alone the Northern Court and Southern Border, one in the north and one beneath the