Upon hearing this, the smile on the Senate envoy's face suddenly froze.

Hannibal on the side quickly asked,

"how many people?"

The Roman soldier shook his head and returned,

"Our people didn't dare to get too close. We can only estimate it roughly, around 100,000."

Hannibal frowned slightly. Including the original enemies, this time there were about 150,000 enemies.

The smile on the face of the Senate envoy at this time.

It resumed again, saying,

"We have an army of 300,000 people, so we still have some advantages."

The two legion commanders on the side looked at each other slightly strangely.

Others can give 10,000 to 50,000, so what advantage do they get?

Soon, the Senate envoy also thought of this, and his face fell again,

Received soon,

"It seems I can't wait any longer. I'll go have a talk with them early tomorrow morning."

At this time, the Chinese Allied Forces camp was already buzzing with people, and their reinforcements finally arrived.

Han Xin looked at Zhao Hao in front of him and asked with some doubts,

"Peace talks?"

What kind of peace talks does he want?
Chapter completed!