Following Zhao Yun's shout, a more dramatic scene occurred. The soldiers patrolling in the distance and all the Wei army officers in the mountain knelt down after hearing the sound.

They put on expressions of sorrow and cried: "His Royal Highness King Qi!..."

In this way, the propagation and appeal of the voice continued to expand, spreading from ten to ten, and in the blink of an eye, everyone was shouting the name of His Highness King Qi.

It seemed that Zhao Changqing had really passed away.

Seeing this situation, the Jiange brothers and others surrounded His Royal Highness King Qi one after another to prevent the soldiers outside from seeing the situation clearly.

At this moment, Zhao Changqing was quite confused. After all, no matter who was responsible for this matter, he would be confused for a while. He asked Zhao Yun: "Zilong, what do you mean?"

When Zhao Yun heard His Highness King Qi's question, he thought it was a test for himself, so he said decisively: "Your Majesty, the general has understood what you mean! You are trying to cheat your death so that the enemy will despise you and create a situation for us."

A chance to break out, right?

Moreover, after cheating death, the mourning army will definitely win. When the time comes, we will cooperate with Zhuge’s military advisor internally and externally, and we will be able to completely annihilate the enemy army! This strategy of yours is really perfect!"

"Fake death? Do you understand what I mean? How come Zhao Zilong's brain circuit is so elegant and refined? But... what he said seems to make some sense!

If this king fakes his death, firstly, the enemy army will relax because of this, and secondly, it will give the whole army the idea of ​​revenge for this king. By then, the combat effectiveness of each of them will not explode? By that time, my king will

You're still afraid of the Jin army!"

Zhao Changqing felt that if these soldiers were given a salary much higher than that of soldiers from other countries, they would definitely remember his kindness in their hearts, right? They would definitely thank themselves, right? If they faked their death, they would also be sad and angry, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Changqing, who was not familiar with the art of war, felt that what Zhao Yun said was very reasonable, so he pretended to ask: "Then tell me, what should we do next?"

Zhao Yun saw Zhao Changqing's knowing expression and thought to himself: "Sure enough, His Highness King Qi is testing me! Although I don't quite understand the specific meaning of the word "operation", I can still roughly understand it.

Your answer must satisfy the prince, otherwise, your cultivation will be in vain."

He thought for a while and said: "The next step in your mind is to let the enemy know the news of your death, right? So that they can rejoice first. Then we just need to stand still and set up a dragnet in the mountains to wait for the enemy."

When you come to attack recklessly to find out what's true or when Zhuge's military advisor comes to rescue you, are you going to fight the enemy to the death?"

Zhao Changqing heard Zhao Yun say so much in one breath, but he couldn't understand it himself. What's more, what is meant by "what is my next step?" These are all your guesses. How do I know what to do next?

I just casually said that I was feeling uncomfortable just now and that I was going to die or something. You actually came up with such a plan, which really impressed me!

I really admire you!

"Zilong, just do as you say. I'm sleepy, please take a nap." Zhao Changqing closed his eyes.

At this juncture, Zhao Changqing actually couldn't sleep either. He was just thinking about the scene that just happened.

All right, I lost like this.

What an underestimation of the enemy!

How careless!

Not only did he put himself in jail, but he also implicated so many soldiers.

It seems that in the future, whether you want to obtain mediocre points or go out to fight, you must prepare a retreat!

In fact, no matter what Zhao Changqing did before, he would arrange his own escape route well, but this time, he was really careless.

Although he didn't take the initiative to arrange a retreat for himself, passively or indirectly, a bunch of escape routes had already come to his door, but he didn't notice it.

Seeing this, Zhao Zilong immediately went down and gave orders. He asked each soldier to pull off a piece of white cloth from his body. Basically, everyone wore white underwear. After pulling it off, he had them tie it around their foreheads.

After a while, the whole army wore mourning.

Even if you are pretending, you have to look like you are pretending!

Then he arranged for more than a dozen scouts to spread the news, saying that he wanted them to go to the border town to report the news of the prince's death. In fact, Zhao Yun wanted to use their mouths to let the enemy know the news.

After all, all fools know that in the face of the enemy's siege, it is extremely difficult to send the news out. He can only hope that Zhuge Kongming will learn from some channel that the prince is trapped here.

Let him find a way to rescue.

When he was able to successfully get the news out from Mangshan, it was because he waited for a while and paid a certain price when the enemy relaxed, so he finally sent out the news that he was trapped.

But today is different from the past. If you think about it, you know that the enemy will not choose to besiege this place for a long time again. They should attack in a short time. Therefore, whether the prince is really dead or fake, they will intercept him.

News for help.

Although these dozen or so scouts may all die, there is no other way. How can there be no undead people in the war? If the small ones can really defeat the big ones, they will die well!

In this way, Zhao Yun was still afraid that the Jin army would not believe it, so he wrote several letters in person, selected some of them to take with him, and asked them to send them out in batches at different times.

After all this was arranged, Zhao Yun ordered all the soldiers in the army to start crying.

Seventy or eighty thousand people cried together, and the collective sound was huge.

Soon the enemy heard it, and Chu Xin said to a general who came from the Chinese army camp: "What is going on? Who is the Wei army crying about?"

The general's name was Xu Yi. He had a good personal relationship with Chu Xin. After hearing his question, he listened for a while, then he was not sure and could not believe it and said: "They...it seems like they are crying about Wei Guoqi."

Wang Zhao Changqing!"

"Zhao Changqing?" Chu Xin was stunned and said quickly: "What do you mean? Zhao Changqing is dead?!"

Xu Yi shook his head and said: "It's impossible!"

He really couldn't believe it.

After a while, a soldier came forward to report, "To the two generals, when General Mo was alerting the surroundings just now, he captured an enemy scout. Please handle it with the two generals!"

"Scout?" The two looked at each other, and Chu Xin said: "Bring him forward!"

When the Wei army scout was brought forward, he seemed to have some backbone. He refused to kneel to the enemy, no matter how hard the enemy soldiers beat him.

Chu Xin waved his hand to signal his men not to force him to kneel down. He noticed that the scout actually had a white cloth tied on his head, and asked, "Who are you mourning for?"

The scout raised his head at an angle of forty or fifty degrees and snorted coldly.

The Jin sergeant took the opportunity to kick him and said, "Be honest!"

He was almost knocked to the ground by this kick, but he stubbornly persisted and did not fall. After staggering a few steps, he still stood upright and refused to say anything more, choosing to remain silent.

Chu Xin saw that he had a tough talk and was about to teach him a lesson, but he heard a general coming next to him and said: "General Qi, the last general also found a scout and found a letter from him. Please

General, please take a look."

Chu Xin was a little surprised on the spot. After taking the letter, he opened it and read the contents. He was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Haha, Zhao Changqing is actually dead! He is actually dead. This is really big.

What great news!”

Xu Yi still couldn't believe this was true and asked: "What is written in the letter?"

Chu Xin handed him the letter and said, "Read it yourself."

Xu Yi took the letter and saw that it read:

The military advisor saw the letter as if he were seeing a person. His Highness, the King of Qi, suffered a recurrence of his old injuries due to personally raiding the formation and killing the enemy. He also suffered from a splitting headache when the army was defeated. When our army fled to an unknown mountain peak, the pain worsened and it was difficult to treat with medicine and stone.

He returned to heaven at three o'clock in the Yin hour.

The prince's body is still here, and he did not leave any last words before his death. I hope that the army will send troops to rescue him as soon as possible so that the prince's body will not rot and he can be buried safely and sleep underground.

Yun worships.

…

Xu Yi read the letter word for word. The more he read to the end, the more dumbfounded he became. Could this be true?

After winning a battle, he accidentally killed the enemy's supreme commander of Qingzhou, and he was also a prince. Oh my God, what a great achievement this is!

At this moment, when the scout saw the expressions of the enemy generals and heard the contents of the letter spoken by the enemy generals, he bit his tongue and committed suicide because of the grief in his heart. When he fainted, he only said loudly and sadly: "Your Highness, King Qi, my dear

I went with you! When I got underground, I followed you to break new ground!"
Chapter completed!