When Wu Yi and Song Shiyan heard this, their expressions changed at the same time.
Wu Yi quickly walked out of the tent, and sure enough, a fire broke out in the direction of the granary.
He immediately said: "Come here, arrest Song Shiyan!"
Song Shiyan's face looked ugly, and Wu Yi pointed at her nose and scolded: "You came to me today to delay time, right?"
"If you hold me back here, the people of Qinzhou will take the opportunity to burn the food!"
Song Shiyan argued for himself: "That's not the case!"
Wu Yi sneered: "How dare you deny it! If it weren't for you, how would Qinzhou's soldiers and horses find the granary?"
"Don't forget that you set up a formation outside the granary."
"If you hadn't revealed how to enter the formation, how could they have gotten in?"
Song Shiyan: "..."
By this time, she had basically understood that she had fallen into a trap.
She thought of yesterday's extremely lax guarding and what happened at this time, which was all planned by Tang Miao.
Tang Miaoxin wanted to cut off all her escape routes!
She took a deep breath and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I never thought about betraying Linyuan."
Wu Yi's eyes were full of frost: "At this time, you still dare to speak harshly!"
A guard hurried over and said: "King, it's not good, those refugees are crazy and have launched an attack."
"They also said that they came to save the National Preceptor and wanted to ask the National Preceptor to be their king."
Song Shiyan: "..."
This is simply unbelievable!
Tang Miao was not only determined to cut off her retreat, but also wanted to kill her!
Wu Yi raised his hand and slapped her and said, "Now that things have happened, do you still want to deny it?"
Song Shiyan's eyes were red: "These things have nothing to do with me!"
Wu Yi sneered: "Song Shiyan, I was wrong about you before."
"Your surname is Song, and you are originally from Qinzhou. How could someone like you risk your life for Linyuan?"
"I'm afraid you are always thinking about Qinzhou and want to destroy Linyuan and achieve great success."
"I might as well tell you openly today, don't even think about it!"
After he finished speaking, he said to the guards: "Tie her up and hang her up above, and tell the refugees outside that if they dare to come in, Song Shiyan will be burned to death."
Song Shiyan: "..."
She took a deep breath, looked at Wu Yi and said, "This is Princess Qin's plan to alienate her."
"It's useless if you tie me up!"
Wu Yi no longer believed her words at this time, so he sent someone to tie her tightly and hang her on a high pole.
Song Shiyan originally thought that she was in extreme despair the last time she encountered a pack of wolves, but now she realized that that despair was nothing compared to her current despair.
She stood on a high pole and looked at the Linyuan people rushing into a mass below, her heart filled with sadness.
She looked at them and found them both pitiful and ridiculous.
They were all from Linyuan, and Tang Miaoxin just used some little tricks to let them kill each other.
The person she thought she was closest to was just a big joke.
She came to Laiyuan since she was a child. Her parents had passed away from illness a few years ago, so she regarded Wu Yi as the closest person to her.
Only now did she realize that her previous vision was really not that good. Wu Yi was too narrow-minded and too short-sighted.
With such a king in Linyuan, it would be really strange for the country to survive.
Song Shiyan sighed softly and watched the Linyuan people holding weapons and fighting with the guards.
Although the royal guards have sophisticated weapons, they are originally elites selected from various ethnic groups, and their family members are among the common people.
Because they have family members, it is impossible for them to kill him.
Some people felt that Wu Yi was cruel and unkind and directly rebelled.
For a time, the entire royal court became a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Wu Yi was very angry, but was unable to change the situation. He could only vent his anger on Song Shiyan.
He asked someone to get a bow and arrow, and shot Song Shiyan with one arrow.
Song Shiyan was tied to a high pole, unable to escape, and was directly shot through the shoulder by the arrow.
She turned to look at Wu Yi, her eyes full of coldness.
She discovered that she was not poor-sighted in the past, but blind. She actually thought that such a trash man was good.
The rebels chased Wang Ting's soldiers and horses for more than a hundred miles and killed more than half of them.
When the rebels passed by the high pole where Song Shiyan was tied, they ignored her at all.
The so-called making her king was just the idea of the rebel strategist. The rebel leader wanted to be the emperor himself.
This battle lasted from dawn to dusk, and Wu Yi was defeated and killed by the rebels.
After the rebels chased the soldiers and horses of the royal court and left the royal court, Tang Miaoxin came over with the soldiers and horses of Qinzhou.
Song Shiyan had been hanging there for a long time, and was injured, so he was already dying.
Tang Miaoxin asked someone to put Song Shiyan down. She took out a needle and gave Song Shiyan a few injections, and Song Shiyan woke up slowly.
When she saw Tang Miaoxin, she rolled her eyes. The person she least wanted to see now was probably Tang Miaoxin.
Because as soon as she saw Tang Miaoxin, she felt that she was a huge fool, and she was played around by Tang Miaoxin from the beginning to the end.
Tang Miaoxin was not angry when she saw her like this. She looked at her with a smile and said, "How do you feel?"
"Don't you just want to see my joke?" Song Shiyan said coldly: "Now that you have seen it, are you satisfied?"
Tang Miaoxin sat down next to her and said, "What do you mean I want to see your joke?"
"You didn't do any of these things yourself, nor did I force you to do them."
"Do you think you are incompetent, so you take your anger out on me?"
Song Shiyan snorted coldly: "Why do you have to be so hypocritical!"
"Don't think that I don't know your plan. I might as well tell you that I won't let you get what you want!"
Tang Miaoxin clasped her hands on her chest and said, "Oh? What do you want?"
Song Shiyan said coldly: "I would rather die than follow you!"
Tang Miaoxin raised her eyebrows lightly: "That's it, then you go to hell!"
Song Shiyan looked at her, and she said to Sang Yan: "Give her a knife."
Sang Yan picked up a big knife from the ground and handed it to Song Shiyan.
Song Shiyan glanced at him, then at Tang Miaoxin, took the big knife, and was about to wipe it on his neck.
"Wait a minute!" Tang Miaoxin called to her: "This knife is too big. If you cut it like this, your neck will probably fall off. It's too ugly."
Song Shiyan: "..."
Tang Miaoxin scolded Sang Yan: "You are a wicked bastard. This girl wants to die. Why did you get such a big knife? A broken neck looks ugly."
Sang Yan took another small dagger from the side: "Isn't this one big enough?"
Tang Miaoxin took it and looked at it and said: "It looks pretty good, this is good!"
After she finished speaking, she handed the knife to Song Shiyan: "This knife is small and sharp. I think it is particularly suitable for you."
Song Shiyan: "..."
She glanced at Tang Miaoxin with complicated eyes, put the knife across her neck and prepared to attack.
This chapter has been completed!