Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 810 Fuso's Strong Approach

Taro Suzuki and Teru Fujita sat across from each other at the conference table. They looked at each other, exchanging silent understanding. At Taro Suzuki's slightly encouraging look, Teru Fujita took a deep breath, tried to calm his nervous mood, and spoke slowly, trying to start a relatively gentle beginning for the negotiation.

"Dear President Su Zhengyang, first of all, on behalf of the Fuso government, I would like to express my deepest apologies and condolences for the losses this war has brought to both countries, especially the heavy damage to the Fuso economy, and the indelible shadow left on the hearts of innocent people." Fujita Teru's voice was slightly trembling, but he tried to stay calm. "War, no matter when and where, is a destruction of human civilization and a blasphemy to peaceful life. Now, the flames of war have burned to Fuso's homeland. This is an unprecedented disaster in Fuso's history. We are deeply saddened."

Having said that, Fujita Teru paused and observed Su Zhengyang's reaction. He saw that Su Zhengyang's face did not show any emotion. He just raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was not impressed by what he said.

So, he continued, "Fusang and China have a deep relationship and a long history. For a long time, Fusang has always regarded China as a civilized country with full respect and yearning. We firmly believe that the two countries should uphold the principles of friendship and peace and jointly promote world peace and development."

"Therefore, the purpose of our trip is to end this war as soon as possible and allow the people of both countries to live a peaceful and stable life again. We believe that through sincere communication and hard consultation between the two sides, we will be able to find a peaceful way to resolve the dispute."

After saying this, Fujita Teru exchanged glances with Suzuki Taro again.

However, Su Zhengyang sneered after hearing this, and there was obvious disdain and ridicule in his laughter.

"Mr. Fujita's words are really beautiful." His tone was cold and hard, his eyes were sharp as a knife, "But forgive me for being blunt, your words seem to put all the faults on China. It is surprising that Fusang is so forgetful. Do you remember how your army trampled on China's land recklessly and ignored China's dignity and sovereignty? Have you ever thought about the pain and torture that those innocent Chinese people have endured?"

Su Zhengyang said in a resounding voice: "Now, everything China has done is just a way of treating others in their own way. Compared with what you Fusang did in the past, what we have done is just the tip of the iceberg, a small witch compared to a big witch."

After these words, the atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point. Suzuki Taro and Fujita Teru looked at each other, their faces full of helplessness and embarrassment. They knew that this negotiation would be an arduous battle, and they had to go all out to fight for a glimmer of hope for Fuso's future.

Fujita Teru was interrupted by Su Zhengyang, as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but seeing the obvious impatience and indifference on Su Zhengyang's face, he finally swallowed his words back. He realized that at this moment, any excuses and preparations seemed redundant and powerless, and the only right way was to directly put forward his demands.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more sincere: "President Su Zhengyang, I understand your position and feelings. Here, on behalf of the Fuso government, I formally put forward our demands. We hope to end this war in a peaceful way and restore normal relations between the two countries. Specifically, we are willing to have in-depth discussions and consultations on issues such as territorial disputes, war compensation, and future cooperation mechanisms, in order to reach a solution acceptable to both sides."

However, even though Fujita Teru had tried his best to bring the topic back to the track of negotiation, Su Zhengyang's expression remained cold, and he did not seem to be softened by the other party's concession. He glanced at Fujita Teru calmly, and his tone was full of unquestionable authority: "Mr. Fujita, I emphasize again that we do not need more preparation and explanation. Just state your bottom line and demands directly. This is what we should do at this moment."

Suzuki Taro was at the side, feeling mixed emotions. He looked at Seckt and Marco, who were sitting on the other side of the conference table. These two diplomatic envoys from the allies should have been the strength he could rely on at the moment. However, they seemed to be completely out of the negotiation, watching their mouths and noses, and turning a blind eye to the confrontation between Fujita Teru and Su Zhengyang. What made Suzuki Taro even more angry was that the two of them were actually discussing Chinese tea in a low voice, looking so leisurely and contented, as if the outcome of the negotiation had nothing to do with them.

Suzuki Taro clenched his fists, but he quickly loosened them and forced himself to calm down. He knew that the anger and helplessness at this moment would be useless. He could only give Fujita Teru an encouraging look, signaling him to continue to persevere and directly put forward Fuso's demands.

Fujita Teru received the signal from Suzuki Taro. Although he felt bitter in his heart, he still forced a smile and continued his statement.

Fujita Teru was particularly cautious when making his demands. He cleared his throat, looked at Su Zhengyang firmly, and said word by word: "First of all, regarding the territorial issue, the Fuso government has carefully considered and decided not to ask China for Kyushu Island, which has already fallen into China's hands. We are well aware that the cost of war is heavy, and we are willing to make concessions for the sake of peace."

At this point, Fujita Teru paused for a moment and observed Su Zhengyang's reaction. Su Zhengyang had a blank expression on his face and deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something. So he continued, "Secondly, we implore China to withdraw its troops and promise not to launch any form of war against Fuso within ten years. To express our sincerity, we hope that China can make an international statement on this and announce the existence of this peace agreement to the world."

Fujita Teru's tone was full of expectation and sincerity. He believed that such conditions were an acceptable compromise for both parties.

However, after listening to this, Su Zhengyang just sneered, and his laughter revealed obvious disdain and dissatisfaction.

"Is that all?" Su Zhengyang spoke slowly, with a hint of amusement in his tone, "You seem to have forgotten the most important point - war reparations."

Fujita Teru's heart tightened when he heard this, but he quickly adjusted his mood. After taking a deep breath, he slowly spoke: "Regarding the war reparations, we admit that this war has brought immeasurable losses to Fuso and the economy has suffered a severe blow. However, the limit we can currently bear is only the equivalent of 200 million oceans in compensation, and it needs to be paid in installments."

At this point, Fujita Teru's tone became a little heavy. He knew that such conditions might not be satisfactory to China, but Fuso's current situation had indeed reached the point of exhaustion. He hoped that through his sincerity and efforts, he could gain a chance for Fuso to breathe.

He looked up at Su Zhengyang, his eyes full of pleading and determination: "We are willing to make every effort for peace, and we also hope that China can understand our situation and give us the respect and tolerance we deserve."