After a good sleep, Song Ziling was also hungry, so he picked up the steamed buns in the bowl and ate them directly.
The movement inside attracted the people guarding outside.
Seeing the person who delivered the food lying on the ground with a look of pain on his face, he remembered how Suo Lang went out earlier, so he said in Beiyu dialect: "Don't look at this kid, he is so powerful! Solan can do this in the morning
They all suffered at his hands."
In this way, he was told not to provoke the son of General Dongchen.
The guards dragged the man out. Song Ziling finished eating the steamed buns and sat cross-legged on the hay in a daze.
The news that Song Ziling was shackled and injured two people soon spread among Yeluye's army. Many people did not believe that this weakling from the Dongchen Kingdom could be so powerful.
It was late at night, and wood was burning in the brazier outside the tent. In addition to people guarding the tent, there would also be soldiers on patrol passing by in half a quarter of an hour.
A young Northern Territory soldier walked outside the tent. When the guard saw him, he asked, "Muri, what are you doing here?"
Mu Ri said with red eyes: "Brothers, can you let me in? I want to avenge my father."
His father died in the hands of Song Heng, and now Song Heng's son was a prisoner. He had to do something to avenge his father.
"The general still has use for this man, he can't die now."
Mu Ri said: "Don't worry, I don't want his life, I will beat him up."
He knew that this man was useful to the general, so he would not kill him.
Seeing that he didn't bring a knife, the two guards looked at each other, then turned their heads and looked away, without saying whether they agreed or disagreed.
Seeing that they were silent and looking elsewhere, without looking at him, Mu Ri understood what they meant, said "thank you", lifted the curtain and walked into the tent.
There was no light in the tent, but the firelight from the brazier burning outside still filtered through, and Muri saw someone sleeping on the hay.
Thinking of his father whose head and body were separated by Song Heng, Mu Ri's eyes turned red and he pounced directly towards the person on the hay.
Song Ziling was not fast asleep. He woke up when someone rushed towards him. He rolled from the side, and Mu Ri jumped out of the way, fell on the hay, and ate a mouthful of grass.
"You're done, aren't you?"
Song Ziling stood up, looked at the people on the hay and said irritably.
Muri can understand and speak the Mandarin of the Four Kingdoms. He said in Mandarin with a strong northern accent: "Your father killed my father, and I want to avenge my father."
"Ha..." Song Ziling laughed angrily, "So you want to kill me?
Revenge for your father?
They say that every wrong has its own owner and every debt has its own owner. You have the guts to kill my father to avenge your father! Why don’t you dare?
Not capable?"
Mu Ri was so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched. He really had no ability. Although he had seen Song Heng on the battlefield, he couldn't even get into him.
"Besides, if you Northern Territory people hadn't invaded our Dongchen Kingdom, would my father have killed your father?
In other words, your father will die, and your king who started the war should be blamed."
Since the founding of the Dongchen Kingdom, it has never taken the initiative to provoke a war. A war with the Northern Territory was also the first thing the Northern Territory did.
Mu Ri never thought there was anything wrong with their Northern Territory attacking the Dongchen Kingdom. They had things that the Dongchen Kingdom had that they didn’t have in the Northern Territory. It was only natural to obtain them by conquering the Dongchen Kingdom through war. Those who fought on the front line were
In their eyes, they are all warriors and heroes.
His father died in the hands of Song Heng. He hated Song Heng for killing his father, but today this person told him that his father died because they invaded Dongchen, and his father's death should be blamed