An object flew towards him and hit him 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. A nameless anger surged through his chest.
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.
His mind probably can't think of this level.
Thinking of this, the young man looked at his adoptive brother with a bit more ridicule, and also felt a bit more sympathy for his adoptive father. His sons are all such "filial" good sons. It is true that "the way of heaven is reincarnation."
Ah. The young man lowered his eyes and suppressed the slight fluctuation in his eyes.
The old general said: "Do you understand what you are talking about?"
The bearded man scratched his neck, holding on to the mood of "disrespecting steamed buns to argue with each other", and he should have quarreled with his father: "I know! She is obviously the daughter of my son's nanny, and her identity and family background cannot be more innocent. What kind of spy, all
It’s a frame-up!”
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, a bowl of something came in and was placed 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 around, and two pieces of meat with a strange sour smell sinking under the oily flowers.
He was only confused for a moment, and then he immediately realized what it was, and his whole face became 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 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!
Bearded man: "If I don't eat, who can do anything to me?"
The old general was also very straightforward. He pulled out the knife from his waist and threw it to the ground in front of him with a thud, 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 - partiality is partiality, this father treats his sons
They were all handled with care, and no real action was taken. Severity was limited to words, and even if they were beaten and scolded, they would not be 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 the ruthless old father, and finally stretched out his trembling fingers towards the bowl in his confidant's hand. Seeing this, his confidant breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand, pulled out the knife, and took it.
He stayed far away, for fear that the bearded man would get distracted and commit suicide. But it was obvious that he didn't know enough about the old general's son...
The young man is not surprised by his step-brother's choice.
This sworn brother is a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death at heart. He was sure that he would not really kill his son when he had a quarrel with the old general. He took a step back and said that he was just talking back, and at most he would be beaten with a military stick.
He is rough-skinned and thick-bodied and is not afraid of being confined in confinement!
Who knew that the old general would act out of character?
The bearded man closed his eyes and squinted, enduring the endless nausea to eat 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, causing his throat to spasm several times and feeling nauseated.
It made his eyes water mist.
The old general said: "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".
Man Hu didn't know why King She's confidants were here too?
Doubts were doubts, but 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 King Pig. Thinking of this, the bearded man not only did not feel warm to his heart, but also regretted that he had misunderstood his old father.
, but strong hatred and murderous intention emerged in my heart.
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, and he was the culprit! In the end, he only stabbed himself and did not mention anything about Barbarian's mistake. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that the old man didn't want Barbarian to be wronged, so he took advantage of him.
His concubine had surgery!
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 received an eighty-year-old military 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 messenger also knew not to suppress too much, so he smiled and said to the old general: "We are facing a powerful enemy. Why don't we delay the military stick first? It's not too late to take down Xiaocheng and then use the military stick..."
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 young staff messenger sent by King She. The young man secretly observed that the messenger was not young in appearance, but looked to be in his thirties or forties.
The temples are a little gray, and he is 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 having a good appearance and looking better than ordinary people, there is nothing special about him. He is a very popular literary scholar.
only--
The moment the young man's eyes met with the envoy's, he realized that his idea was wrong. This 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, it is time 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 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 couldn't sit still immediately and questioned: "Why is this? Our army has sufficient strength. Give me three hours, no, one hour. If I can't break through the gate of Xiaocheng, I will be willing to come to see you.
!How much food and grass will be wasted by just besieging but not attacking?"
This is fighting, not playing house!
Don’t you know that soldiers are valuable and quick?
What can be finished in one day must not be postponed to the next day!
He also wanted to use this to achieve meritorious service, so it would be best to knock down the barbarian and let everyone see who is more powerful. A courageous warrior does not only need to fight, but also needs brains. In terms of resourcefulness and brains, he definitely does not have it.
Will be weaker than the barbarian!
The aide envoy said: "It has its own purpose."
The word "understatement" choked the bearded man speechless. He wanted to choke back - the soldiers used in the war were theirs, not the envoy's. The envoy didn't feel bad, he did! But he didn't dare.
The aide who sits firmly next to King She is a ruthless person, even if you think about it with your toes!
The old general sighed and said, "All you have to do is follow the envoy's orders."
The staff envoy said: "There is more."
The old general asked: "Envoy, please give me your instructions."
"Those people brought back will be sent to Xiaocheng."
The old general was startled.
He knew that the "those people" mentioned by the staff were all infected with the epidemic. They were captured from the plague-infected villages under the order of King Pig, and he specifically told the old general to take them with him.
The old general was unwilling at first to let a group of patients with the disease go to the front line with the army???
He is crazy to do this!
But in the end, he still couldn't defeat King She.
After all, the current King of Pig is no longer the scholarly and elegant royal son with excellent reputation in the outside world, and a strong competitor for the crown prince. Now he is cunning, suspicious and violent, and has zero tolerance for betrayal and disobedience.
Fortunately, this staff messenger had special abilities that seemed to be able to limit the disease to certain individuals. Coupled with the soldiers taking proper precautions, the disease did not affect the soldiers in the army.
The old general asked: "How to send it into the city?"
All entrances and exits of Xiaocheng have been closed.
The staff member said: "Anything will do."
The old general choked.
The staff was indifferent: "Or put them into a trebuchet and throw them into the city. As long as they can be sent into the city, it doesn't matter whether they are dead or alive."
Old general: "..."
There was no reaction on the young man's face, but his eyes were wide open in his heart. Listening to the aide's message... Are you planning for a plague to break out in Xiaocheng? To create a plague artificially? To infect other people with the corpses of people carrying the disease?
He lowered his head and narrowed his eyes.
The staff asked: "Do you have any questions?"
The old general said: "No."
At this time, the man with a beard asked: "How long will it take for Xiaocheng to be big or small? If all the people in the city die from the plague? Our army's food and grass cannot last that long... The envoy wants Xiaocheng to be transformed into a small one."
In a dead city, you only need to break through the city gates and get in. It can take as little as one or two days, as long as two or three days, and you can kill them all..."
He wanted to complain that the staff messenger was too ink.
If you don't know how to fight, don't give random orders here. They are responsible for charging into battle. What's the point of a literary scholar dictating?
However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly lost his voice.
The bearded man had a livid face.
Speech is banned!
The strong sense of humiliation made his eyes open in anger!
After all, he was a general who became famous at a young age and had been fighting for several years. However, he was silenced and silenced by an unknown literary scholar in the camp. This was tantamount to slapping him in public!
It's just that no one sympathized with his anger and no one cared about him. Even the old guy agreed to the absurd suggestion of the staff messenger.
Staff: "The general would like to remind you of the next thing."
The young man's eyelids twitched fiercely.
The staff said expressionlessly: "Xiaocheng is not big or small, but the people we have brought are not enough."
The old general asked: "What does the messenger mean?"
The staff member said: "Please, veteran general, arrest some people."
The old general also felt his heart skip a beat.
The staff member smiled and explained: "The old general has misunderstood. I am not arresting your soldiers. They are all heroes who opened up the territory for our lord. No one can sacrifice them. This will chill the soldiers."
I mean, the old general can send people to catch some old and weak people. These people are not as strong as young people and are easily infected with diseases..."
Old general: "..."
He couldn't help cursing in his heart.
The young man sat at the bottom, feeling chilled in his heart.
The aide's words were clearly a threat.
Instead of arresting ordinary people, they would use soldiers under tents to make up the numbers.
Thinking of this, the young man secretly let out a breath.
If he had known that the outside world was so filthy, he should have stayed in his homeland. It would be better to guard the graves of everyone than to look at these monsters and monsters.
After a while, the young man was called by his staff.
The staff envoy looked at him with a smile and asked, "How about leaving this matter to the Major General? This is also an opportunity to offset the merits."
youth:"……"
"As ordered." He faced his sworn brother's murderous and jealous look, resisted the urge to flip the table and kill people, and took on this "errand".
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Bad news came one after another. When they heard the news that the rebels had increased their troops, Gong Shuwu and Gong Shuwu's emotions sank to the bottom.
The fire that lasted as short as a meteor last night brought hope to Xiaocheng, but as soon as it dawned, the slim hope was crushed by reality. The two had not yet found the whereabouts of Lin Feng and Tu Rong, and the destruction of Xiaocheng was imminent.
Eyelashes, the atmosphere is so overwhelming that people can't breathe.
However, reality is far more magical than imagination.
Chu Yao speculated that the rebels would attack the city in the afternoon or evening.
Unexpectedly, at night, there was no movement in the rebel camp.
This scene made them, Monk Zhang Er, confused.
What medicine are the rebels selling in their gourds?
The garrison soldiers didn't care. They only knew that they could survive for another day, and their tense nerves were relieved for a moment.
Who knows——
That night, a bizarre scene happened, like a nightmare.
At the top of the moon, there was finally movement from the rebel camp to mobilize troops.
The soldiers on the city wall cheered up one by one.
