The Imperial Guards were quite tired after traveling a long way. Murong Shen ordered the Imperial Guards to camp and settle down on the spot for a few days.
Li Ji has led his troops to surround Qinglong Village. The bandits are like meat in the iron pot and have nowhere to escape.
The next day, Murong Shen and Li Ji inspected the military camp together.
Murong Shen gave Li Ji a meaningful look: "The imperial court has sent troops to suppress the bandits many times, but they have not been able to find the lair of Qinglong Village. General Li has made a great contribution this time."
Li Ji's heart trembled, and without hesitation, he immediately whispered: "Actually, I was able to successfully find Qinglong Village this time, thanks to a letter."
Then he told the whole story of the strange letter: "...I am not afraid of Colonel Murong's jokes, but I still haven't been able to find out the origin of this letter. I have repeatedly asked Kou Shao, but I can't find anything. The one who sent the letter
The person has changed his disguise, and his origin is a mystery."
"I don't know whether the map drawn in the letter is authentic or not. I sent dozens of people into the mountain to search for the whereabouts of Qinglong Village based on the location of the map."
"Fortunately, the map is real, and we have indeed found the location of Qinglong Village. The imperial court just sent an official document, and I led the troops to directly surround Qinglong Village."
Murong Shen's eyes flickered again and again, and he asked for the letter directly: "Where is that letter?"
Li Ji whispered: "It's in the military tent. I'll ask someone to get it right now."
As he said that, he winked at Li Xiao behind him.
Li Xiao was used to being sent around by his brother, so he quickly went to get the letter. Murong Shen took the letter and stuffed it into his sleeve without even reading it.
Li Ji: "..."
This Mr. Murong is really overbearing and almost arrogant.
There was a spark in Li Xiao's eyes.
Li Ji glanced over, and Li Xiao reluctantly lowered his head.
Murong Shen didn't even pay attention to the expressions of the two brothers Li Ji.
In the previous life, after the Zhou Sui Dynasty occupied Beihai County, the number of troops reached 30,000. Bandits were everywhere in the Jin Dynasty, and the court was unable to send troops, so an official document ordered Li Ji to send troops. Li Ji's troops were insufficient, and he died tragically at the hands of the Zhou Sui Dynasty.
Li Ji died too early. In Murong Shen's impression, he was an insignificant person who had nothing to do with the overall situation. Therefore, he did not take Li Ji seriously.
After inspecting the military camp, Murong Shen entered his military tent and waved his soldiers to retreat. Then he took out the letter from his sleeve.
Unfolding the thin letter paper, the map of Qinglong Village came into view.
The person who drew the map was obviously a master of painting. His few strokes were concise and expressive. Apart from the map, there were only three words: Qinglong Village.
This handwriting is very unfamiliar.
His intuition told him that this must be the work of Zhao Xiyan.
Besides Zhao Xiyan, who else knows the true location of Qinglong Village so well, and who hates Zhou Sui so much?
"Xiyan," Murong Shen whispered to himself: "I will definitely avenge you."
"Xu Jing is just a loser, and he is not worthy of you at all. The two of us are a perfect match. You are now obsessed with the love you had when you were young. One day, you will know this."
"After I get rid of Qinglong Village and kill Zhou Sui, I will go to Zhaojiafang to propose marriage."
"In this life, you don't have to succumb to others and be a concubine. In this life, I want you to be my queen."
…
Three days later, the Jiaodong Army and the Imperial Guards dispatched together to attack Qinglong Village.
Li Ji knew what was going on and gave in on his own initiative. Murong Shen did his part and issued military orders to the Jiaodong Army without feeling any guilt or embarrassment.
Li Xiao held back his sullenness and led a battalion of soldiers to rush outside the village. He raised his arms and shouted: "Men, shoot your arrows!"
When it comes to individual bandits, one is more ferocious than the other. In terms of fighting, they are no match for the regular army of the imperial court.
Li Xiao was very confident that he could capture the village gate in less than half a day.
Li Xiao, who was full of confidence, was slapped in the face.
Half a day later, not only did they fail to capture the gate of the village, but they also suffered heavy casualties and returned to the military camp in disgrace. One of his left arms was also injured, and half of his clothes were dyed red with blood.
Li Ji was shocked and immediately ordered military doctors to treat Li Xiao's injuries.
Li Xiao endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Brother, the person guarding the gate of the village is not a bandit, but Wang Tong."
Li Ji was shocked again: "Wang Tong is not dead yet?"
Murong Shen came in a hurry, his handsome face was particularly gloomy: "Wang Tong surrendered to the bandits?"
Li Xiao's eyes almost turned red with hatred: "Yes. I didn't know it at first. Later, the soldiers couldn't attack for a long time and suffered heavy casualties, so I felt something was wrong."
The ground is covered with iron thorns, rolled rocks and wood, hot water and hot oil, and a hidden and winding tunnel has been built in front of the village gate... When will bandits use this method to defend the city?
It wasn't until a tall man appeared on the tower in front of the village gate that Li Xiao understood. The person leading a group of bandits to guard the village gate was Wang Tong.
"Wang Tong is a man who has failed in his official career, but he is actually quite capable." Li Ji's expression became solemn: "He has joined the bandits, which is a big trouble."
Qinglong Village is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it occupies a condescending location. With Wang Tong and other generals who are proficient in city defense guarding it, it may not be easy to break through it in a short time.
Murong Shen snorted coldly when he heard Wang Tong's name.
In his previous life, Wang Tong surrendered to the bandits, but he did not end well. During a battle with the Jiaodong Army, he died at the hands of the Li Ji brothers.
Now that I think about it, things are really strange. Brothers Li Ji and Wang Tong are facing each other again.
"Tomorrow I will personally lead people to attack the village gate." Murong Shen said coldly and left.
Li Xiao didn't know whether it was pain or anger, the muscles on his face were twitching: "Humph! I want to see how capable Master Murong is."
Li Ji frowned and glared: "Take good care of yourself and stop talking nonsense."
…
Beihai Palace.
King Beihai lay on the bed with a depressed look, looking like he was sick and dying in the near future.
As usual, the two imperial doctors took turns to diagnose Beihai King's pulse. They each comforted Beihai King with a few words. After turning around and retreating, they turned to Ma Sansi and reported: "This is to inform Eunuch Ma, the prince's pulse is weak and has not improved."
"Such a strange disease is unheard of. The two of us are really not sure of curing the prince."
waste!
Ma Sansi snorted coldly in his heart, but said without revealing anything on his face: "Two imperial doctors, thank you for your hard work."
"We are here to deliver the message on the prince's order. The prince is ill and cannot leave for the journey. We have no way to deliver the mission, and the same goes for the two imperial doctors."
"Please also ask two imperial doctors to consider the prescription."
The two unlucky doctors had no choice but to nod in agreement, and they got together and racked their brains to write a prescription.
Ma Sansi calmed down, put on a smile and entered the Beihai King's dormitory: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the two imperial doctors said that Your Majesty's health is getting better day by day. Once the prescription is changed, you can stay."
King Beihai was unable to speak.
Xu Jing, the eldest son of the Prince of Beihai, opened his mouth and said: "That's what Eunuch Ma said ten days ago. I have changed the prescription three times, and my father's illness has not only not eased, but has become more severe."
"Did Eunuch Ma secretly give instructions to the imperial doctor, or did he do it intentionally?"
