Hearing this, Chao Huan smiled bitterly because of his willfulness, frowned and asked: "What will you eat if you don't carry food?"

"You won't die if you don't eat for a few days." Shu He waved his hand lazily and gave the order, and the sergeants shouldered it and moved forward slowly.

Chao Huan helplessly looked back at his senior brother and said, seemingly unintentionally: "It will take two days for the gambler to arrive. That guy will definitely come back. On the way, I have summoned the troupe to Lu County."

"Okay! That's long." Shu He waved his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, tapped the shaft door lightly, and walked forward on the rocky mountain wall to the front of the team.

Then the sergeants increased their speed, and when they looked around, there was only a faint dust and smoke left.

...

It was a cool summer night, and the Chu army's camp was always filled with a heavy air of death and a strong smell of corpses.

After nightfall, Wang Lun, who was awakened, was secretly sent out of the city in a carriage. He knew very well how many of the black-armored soldiers of Nanchu were left who could fight?

Most of the soldiers were unable to get up because they were infected with the disease. They were surrounded by piles of corpses day and night. The number of patients was increasing. In the long run, let alone capturing Jizhou City, it would be a utopia. It was also a question of how many soldiers could be left to return to Nanchu.

What's more, if you return to Nanchu with an epidemic, you will be held accountable by the Holy Spirit for more than just the defeat.

After secretly quenching his saliva in front of the tent, Wang Lun pretended to be drunk and staggered back to the coach's camp. As soon as he entered the tent, a cold weapon was grabbed around his neck.

Scratching his neck to deliberately reveal red marks, Wang Lun burped, removed the sharp knife from his neck, and said with a smile: "General, why are you so angry? I'm just a little greedy!"

"Greedy?" Guan Wei's anger has not subsided and he has already cut Wang Lun's neck, which is oozing with eye-catching red color. He asked angrily, "Don't think I don't know who you met today! If you break the agreement between the Holy Emperor and East Vietnam,

, don’t blame me for not warning you in advance.”

Is he really so cold-blooded? Is he willing to watch the corpse of his only family tree exposed in the wilderness and eaten by insects and beasts?

How could the Holy One not know about the defeat of the Hundred Beast Garden? Jizhou City is located in the middle of the Four Kingdoms, and there is a large demand for medicines for epidemic diseases. Naturally, East Vietnam cannot obtain medicines.

The agreement between Chu and Vietnam was to leave East Vietnam without any medicine!

How can we let this kid ruin the Holy Spirit's affairs?

Guan Wei sneered, pinched Wang Lun's neck and cursed, "That's how it is for a poor family member. He will never be able to get on the stage. He will forget his master in just a few words."

"General, I really just went to have a drink." No matter how drunk Wang Lun was, most of him woke up because of these words.

If everything is true as Guan Wei said, even if he has accomplished this feat in Jizhou City, he will still die when he returns to Southern Chu.

Suddenly, there were shouts and shouts outside the camp. Guan Wei pinched Wang Lun's neck and shouted angrily: "How dare you bring people into the camp without permission?"

Wang Lun waved his hands tremblingly and denied, "General, I don't have one!"

How is that possible? He hasn’t met anyone or assigned anything yet!

"General Guan has great righteousness! I will definitely report to the respectful Emperor and give you a promotion."

A childish voice of congratulations came from outside the tent. Wang Lun recognized the owner of the voice. His neck was still in Guan Wei's hand. He didn't dare to say anything. Although he was reluctant that the voice of congratulations was not for him, he couldn't help but feel grateful.

According to Guan Wei, if he really takes the lead in this matter, he will definitely die!

After kicking Wang Lun to the ground, Guan Wei ran out of the big tent, where a raging fire was blazing in the direction where the body was stored, and he knelt down slumped. It was too late.

A wisp of moonlight stands on the spire of the handsome tent, covering the ghost's face, you can still detect the scornful look of ordinary opinions.

"Who are you?" Guan Wei wanted to tear the person in front of him into pieces.

Yan Ju stood on the top of the tent, shook her bone fan gently, and asked provocatively: "Didn't General Guan tell me that this revenge will be avenged?"

Guan Wei, who was immediately aroused, asked angrily: "Are you Li Xuan?"

Is the man on the tower of Baishouyuan really the crown prince of Liang?

Holding his chest in pain from being kicked, Wang Lun walked out of the tent. Wang Lun glanced at the person on the roof of the commander's shed. Isn't it the young man with the surname Pei?

How did he become the crown prince of Liang?

I didn't vomit blood after being kicked just now, but now I really have the urge to vomit blood!

The Prince of Liang's crown prince is in the hands of General Guan Wei's son, and everyone in the army knows that. If the Prince of Liang is really tainted, will he still have a place in the army in the future?

"Before Emperor Gongshun and King Yi sought skin, did they ever think about who was actually in charge of East Vietnam?" Yan Jue's cold voice did not take into account too much emotion, and was as indifferent as if she was asking how the weather was.

"King Yi has his destiny, and East Vietnam will definitely fall into his hands." Guan Wei smelled the putrid smell of the fire all over the sky, and no matter how much he thought about it, he did not dare to act rashly.

"Has he received his destiny? It sounds like you are submitting to King Yi instead of Emperor Gong! Who is General Guan loyal to? Do you need any more advice?" Yan Jue couldn't help but smile.

Are these people crazy?

You're just having a good time, but you're going to have a natural disaster?

Where does the destiny come from to allow harm to the people?

"How bold! How dare you insult my general's loyalty to the Holy Majesty?" Guan Wei pointed his sword directly at him, wishing he could fly up and kill the person who spoke such arrogant words.

"General, what you said is wrong. I just pointed out the problem, not the conclusion. This behavior seems to be angry!" Yan Jue responded coldly, looking at the morgue from a distance, every carriage was on fire, and her heart felt

Finally the rock settled.

Originally there was not much hope for Wang Lun's retribution. A man who was willing to be robbed of his credit had done nothing for many years. How could being robbed of his credit be fully explained?

If you are weak at heart, you will naturally let others bully you.

Asking for help is not as important as asking for help, so it is most appropriate to bring someone to burn the fire yourself.

What's more, she's heard almost what she needs to hear, and Tong Chengyun's situation is not much different from what she imagined.

All the things that needed to be prepared had already been prepared by the famous troupe actors and the owner of the cloth shop, taking advantage of the four tours and the opportunity of selling fabrics.

I just never thought that these people would dare to do something in Jizhou City. If Dongyue really waited until something happened to prepare for it, I'm afraid the casualties would be incalculable!

Seeing the murderous look in Guan Wei's eyes, Yan Ju couldn't help but smile, raised her breath and moved lightly to settle in front of Guan Wei, getting so close to see the person clearly for the first time.

He was not wearing armor, his temples were gray, and his complexion was yellow and pale due to the disease. It was obviously past the best time for treatment. If he was given the opportunity to point his sword directly at him, he might not have the strength to do it. He just gave Wang Lun

That kick was probably the end of the force.

"General, please." Yan Juosi approached again without fear.

Sure enough, Guan Wei swung his sword angrily but still did not cut it down. He vomited out bitter bile and fell to his knees unable to lift the sword blade.

"General."

Wang Lun immediately reached out and was scolded and waved away.

"You traitor, get out-"

"I just want to go home." Wang Lun argued that he had no regrets, and everyone should seek a chance for survival. "A general will die in a hundred battles, and a strong man will return home in ten years. I would rather die in the glory of the Beast Garden than here."

Death from malaise and illness.”

Guan Wei looked back in shock, but said nothing.

Indeed!
Chapter completed!