Bang!

An object flew towards him and hit him squarely on the forehead.

The bearded man also had a stubborn temper. He endured the blow without dodging, and looked stubbornly at the old general sitting at the top.

The blood flowing from the wound on his forehead blurred his vision. An unknown anger surged through his chest and he blurted out.

"She's not a spy!"

The atmosphere in the main tent was extremely tense.

All the soldiers could feel the cold chill emanating from the old general. The bearded man couldn't understand the old general's intention for a moment, but they were clear observers and knew in their hearts that the old general was wiping his son's butt. But the son didn't appreciate it.

.

Emmm…

Young people are more likely to be stupid than adoptive brothers.

With the size of my sworn brother's brain, he probably wouldn't have thought of this level.

Thinking of this, the young man looked at his adoptive brother with a more mocking look, and he also felt sympathy for his adoptive father. His sons are all such "filial" and good-natured sons. It's true -

God's way is reincarnation!

The young man lowered his eyes and suppressed the slight fluctuation in his eyes.

Old General: "Do you understand what you are talking about?"

The bearded man scratched his neck and insisted on "fighting for reputation without steaming the steamed buns", so he just got into a fight with his father.

"I know! She is the daughter of my son's nanny, and her identity and family background couldn't be more innocent. What kind of spy is this? It's all framed!"

The old general's eyes darkened.

The atmosphere in the main tent was even colder than before.

The two remained in a stalemate for a few seconds. The old general suddenly raised his hand and waved. Seeing this, the confidants around him understood and went out for a while.

After a while, he came in with a bowl of something and placed it in front of the bearded man. When the bearded man lowered his head, he saw that the soup in the bowl was turbid, with some oily flowers floating in it, and two pieces of soup with a strange sour smell sinking under the oily flowers.

Meat. He was only confused for a moment, and immediately realized what it was, and his whole face was violently distorted.

He shouted sternly: "Get out of here, get out of here!"

The old general still had that loving and kind face, but what he said made everyone present shudder. He said coldly: "You said 'get out'? Your father is not dead yet. It is not your turn to say this word to him.

Open his mouth and stuff it in!"

The confidant sighed inwardly and did as he was told.

He has followed the old general for many years. When he was young, he was a member of the private tribe and a confidant who could not be kissed anymore. It is estimated that few people in the world know better than him the coldness and violence under the old general's kind skin. The son in front of him is so ignorant.

, really will die!

The bearded man struggled: "If you don't eat, what can you do to me?"

The old general was also very straightforward. He directly pulled out the knife from his waist and threw it to the ground in front of him, which was regarded as an ultimatum.

Bearded man: "..."

He looked at the old general in disbelief.

Although he often complained that the old man favored the young man, secretly speculated that the young man was the bastard of the old man and some wild girl, and complained that he was being treated unfairly... But he knew one thing in his heart -

Being biased, this father treated his sons with ease, without any serious action. The severity was limited to words, and even if he did hit and scold him, it would not be too severe.

Which brave warrior didn't grow up with injuries?

Those beatings and scoldings are really nothing.

At this moment, she actually had murderous intentions towards him...

There are two choices before you, you can only choose one!

The bearded man looked down, then looked up at his ruthless old father, and finally stretched out his trembling fingers to the bowl in his confidant's hand. Seeing this, his confidant breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and pulled out the knife, holding it far away, fearing that the bearded man would lose his mind and commit suicide. But it was obvious that he didn't know the old general's son well enough.

The young man is not surprised by his step-brother's choice.

This sworn brother is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

When I had a quarrel with the old general before, I was sure that he would not really kill his son. He took ten thousand steps back and said that he was just talking back. At most, he would be beaten with a military stick and grounded in solitary confinement. He was thick-skinned and thick-skinned and was not afraid!

Who would have thought that the old general would act out of character and catch him off guard!

With his eyes closed and his heart pounding, the bearded man endured the endless nausea and ate the two pieces of meat, and then drank the soup under the gaze of the old general. The salty taste lingered on his taste buds, and his throat spasmed several times, strong.

The nausea made his eyes watery.

The old general let him go: "Go down and sit down."

The bearded man staggered up and sat back down in his seat with a pale face. His ears were buzzing and he didn't pay attention to what the people around him said. When he came to his senses again, there was a strange figure in the camp. The old general responded.

People are very respectful.

The bearded man looked up.

Immediately my hands and feet became cold.

This person...he had met him once.

It is said that he was an aide to Zheng Zhi, nicknamed "King She".

Oh, the so-called "Pig King" is the Zheng Qiao brother who takes a sow as his wife and piglets as his sons. Folks jokingly call him the "Pig King", and because of his name, Zheng Qiao named him the "Pig King".

Why are King She's confidants here too?

With a blessing in his heart, he also suddenly understood why the old man suddenly forced him to admit that his concubine was a spy. It was probably because of the existence of this confidant of the King of Pigs, who was acting for people to see? Not only did he not feel warm, but he also regretted that he had misunderstood his old father.

Strong hatred and murderous intent emerged from the friction, and the back molars grinded loudly.

Why is this so?

Because in his opinion, he was blocking trouble for the barbarians.

The traitor who burned the baggage was brought by Barbarian Zi, and this was the culprit! In the end, he only targeted himself and did not mention Barbarian Zi's mistakes. After thinking about it for a moment, he guessed that the old man didn't want Barbarian Zi to be wronged.

Use his concubine to take the blame!

When he thought of his beloved concubine who died tragically, the hatred and killing intent in the bearded man's heart was like boiling water, bubbling.

However, no one here cared about his thoughts.

He also didn't hear that the young man had received an eighty-year army stick.

Military sticks are also divided into categories, some are for ordinary soldiers, and some are for brave warriors. The strength of the latter is extraordinary. Three or five sticks can beat ordinary people to death, while thirty or fifty sticks can beat brave warriors until their butts are bruised. It is difficult to

Go to the ground, let alone the eighty military stick!

The old general asked the young man: "Are you dissatisfied?"

The young man lowered his head and said with a respectful expression in front of the envoys: "My son will accept everything, and it all depends on his father's decision."

The staff envoy also knew not to suppress too much, so he smiled and said to the old general: "The enemy is at present, why don't you put on the military stick, Major General? It won't be too late to use the military stick after Xiaocheng is captured..."

The old general winked at his adopted son.

The young man stood up and thanked the messenger for interceding.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the person commanding the battle this time was not an old general who had been on the battlefield for many years, but a staff envoy sent by King She. The young man observed secretly - the envoy was not young in appearance, and looked like he was in his thirties or forties.

, the temples are a little gray, wearing a dark Confucian shirt with a dark pattern, a square scarf on his head, and an exquisite vermilion monogram hanging from his waist.

Apart from his good appearance, gentle temperament, and looks better than ordinary people, there is nothing special about him.

only--

The moment the young man's eyes met with the envoy's, he realized that his idea was wrong. The man's eyes were terribly dark, dull, and lifeless. When he looked at each other, an indescribable chill spread from the soles of his feet.

It's very scary all over the body.

According to the process, the next step is to discuss how to attack the city.

In the young man's opinion, Xiaocheng's defenses are weak and the garrison's defenses are poor. If we attack one gate with all our strength, we can break through it in one or two hours. Our own military strength is already three or four times that of Xiaocheng, and the supplies of food and supplies are also arriving with the arrival of additional troops.

And complete the complement.

Capture Xiaocheng?

Easy as pie!

However, the words of the aide envoy made the generals confused.

His proposal was to besiege but not attack!

The bearded man immediately couldn't sit still and questioned aloud.

"Why is this? Our army has sufficient strength. Give me three hours, no, one hour. If you can't break through Xiaocheng, the general will be willing to come and see you! How much food and grass will be consumed if we only besiege but not attack?"

This is fighting, not playing house!

Don’t you know that soldiers are valuable and quick?
To be continued...