"Did he also ask you to provoke me to kill the twelve princes in front of the battle line, arousing the anger and sorrow of the Jin Kingdom soldiers? In this way, the sad soldiers will win. When the time comes, you will lead the troops to kill me without leaving a single piece of armor behind, and take back
The previous city. In this way, it is like killing two birds with one stone. Am I right in guessing?" Yun Jingchu looked at Daur with a smile and said with a hint of sarcasm.
Next to her, Dajir felt chills in his heart, his face turned pale, and he looked at Daul suspiciously.
With Wu Jiu's medicine supporting him, no matter how much torture he endured, he remained sober, and even fainting was a luxury.
Daul's face was ashen, and he tried his best to hide the shock and guilt in his eyes, and said loudly: "You bitch, don't stir up dissension here. My descendants of Dajin have no joy in life, and no fear in death. For the future of my Dajin,
All my sons and daughters can give up everything, including life."
"Brother Eleven!" Dasil looked at Daul in shock. He could tell now that his Eleventh brother was going to give up on his Twelfth brother, regardless of his life or death.
Daur glared at Dasil coldly. This morning, his father Khan called him in and said something, which had roughly the same meaning as what Yun Jingchu said. After listening to the instructions, although he felt sad in his heart, he
, but it was as if he had taken a reassurance and felt a lot more relaxed. He originally thought of coming here to have a fight with Yun Jingchu, but he never expected that his thirteenth brother would dare to take action on his own and hijack his ninth brother and risk.
Dan withdrew from Tongding City.
"Don't say it so nicely. It's just you and your father Khan who decided to abandon the poor Twelve Prince and let him die! You can reduce the losses. Those righteous words are bullshit to me! You even lost the lives of your loved ones.
You don't even cherish them, I am very curious, how can the soldiers and people of the Kingdom of Jin safely sacrifice their lives for you?!" Yun Jingchu asked with a sneer.
"You bitch, don't talk nice here. You are no less generous than ruthless, even more so. Who was it that ignored the life and death of the people in the city and forced us to exchange the city for prisoners?"
Daul's face turned blue with anger and he retorted loudly.
Yun Jingchu sneered: "That's because I have the intention and ability to save people in your hands. However, Prince Daur has absolutely no intention or ability to save the Twelve Princes." Yun Jingchu's face flashed.
A touch of irony.
In a verbal spat, Daouer is not her opponent.
Finally, Daul became angry.
"I will not mess around with you! Today, I will make you pay for everything you have done before!" Daouer said while raising his right hand, as if he was ready to attack at any time.
When the soldiers of the Yuan Kingdom saw that something was wrong, they couldn't help but stop entering the city, unsheathed their swords, and prepared to fight.
"Marshal, you go into the city first, I will hold the position here first." Lin Wenlong handed the Dajier in front of him to the soldiers next to him, and then directed everyone to set up a formation.
When Yun Jing first came, he did not bring experienced senior generals with him, but instead reused those children from aristocratic families with little or no experience. Therefore, now the most experienced person in the army is Lin Wenlong.
Yun Jingchu's idea is very simple. Talents she personally promotes may become her confidants. Those generals who have become famous have their own factions and backers. It is difficult for her to conquer them again, and even if they are conquered, it will be difficult to be sincere.
Yun Jingchu shook his head with a smile, winked at Wu Jiu, then looked at Daul, raised his right index finger, and shook it...