Li Minglou's voice was a little nervous, she saw a dead person.
Of course, she has seen a lot of dead people. In a sense, most of the people around her now are dead people, Yuan Ji, Wu Ya'er's mother, the people of Dou County, the people of Guangzhou Prefecture...
King Zhao heard the nervousness in this voice and called himself his wife. I am always nervous when meeting you, but this wife is still a little happy despite her nervousness. She can also be happy when she sees you, but coming to see you at this time is not a happy event.
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Moreover, which minister allows a woman to come to see him?
He tried his best to look over here. The dress of this court lady was a bit scary. She was covered in darkness and couldn't see anything.
"You, who are you?" he asked.
Li Minglou took a deep breath and stood up straight, pulled his feet out of the bloody water and took a step forward: "My wife is the wife of Wu Ya'er, the captain of the Zhenwu Army. I heard that Your Highness is in trouble, and I was ordered to come to your aid."
Step by step, she walked over and saw the tragedy here. She knelt down and saluted again, this time to the victims.
"My wife is late."
"Wu Ya'er, I have heard of this." King Zhao looked a little surprised.
Cui Zheng had sent people twice before. The first time he wanted to take him to the capital and said that His Majesty was in trouble. The second time he stopped him from entering the capital and said that Wu Ya'er was in the capital and was in danger.
He didn't expect that he could see Wu Ya'er's soldiers and horses in person, and he didn't expect that Wu Ya'er's wife could also lead the troops...
"You are from the capital." He said, looking curiously at the surrounding soldiers and horses.
Some gathered to guard, while others were running to chase the fleeing Fan Yang soldiers. Their bodies were all covered in blood and scarred.
"No." Li Minglou said, "We are from Dou County."
But this is not the place to talk, and King Zhao is still injured.
"Your Highness, I will ask someone to help you."
King Zhao interrupted Li Minglou with a cry, and raised a hand on his side to point: "That Mrs. Wu!"
His voice was surprised and his expression was excited.
"I've heard about you."
He has heard of Wu Ya'er, so it's not surprising that Mrs. Wu has heard of her.
"No, no." King Zhao waved his hand, his pale face turned red, his eyes were bright, and he gasped, "Some time ago, a businessman came to buy rare treasures from me and said that he would give them to you."
He clapped his hands together, as if thinking of something very funny in the world.
"Mrs. Wu from Dou County, Mrs. Wu from a small town, wants all the treasures in the world."
Li Minglou smiled slightly under his mask: "The prince is laughing."
King Zhao's face was filled with joy: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, anyone who dares to ask for the rarest treasures in the world must have some rare treasures." He looked up and down and kept saying "Oh, I have actually seen you, I have actually seen you."
"
This sentence originally had no meaning, but Li Minglou's eyes sore for no reason and he almost shed tears, which he would never have seen.
"Your Highness, how is your injury?" She said softly, "Let's go back to the city first."
She looked at the city gate and asked what was going on in Yizhou City. The city gate was closed and only people like King Zhao came out...
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"What's going on?"
In front of the city gate, the people were also surrounding the five defenders and questioning them.
"Why open the city gate?"
Just now, two city guards ran down from the city gate wall and shouted to open the city gate quickly, but they were stopped by the gathered people.
The people were not frightened, but looked indifferent.
"Reinforcements are coming! Fan Yang's soldiers have been beaten away! Go and save the prince." The defenders explained.
An old man standing in front said dullly: "Who knows if they are reinforcements, maybe other rebels."
"Yes, it's not good for us to rush out like this and disturb His Highness the Prince's surrender." Someone next to him was neither salty nor indifferent.
Some people were reasoning: "Your Highness said that the door can only be opened when there are soldiers and horses outside. You are disobeying the prince's order."
There was laughter, questioning, discussion, and chaos in the street.
The faces of the five guards turned blue and white, and their bodies were shaking.
"Stop talking." Youbing tried to stop him.
But the noise of the people drowned him out.
"Stop talking!" an older soldier yelled violently, slamming the spear in his hand to the ground.
The spear hit the ground with a loud noise, then broke and bounced up.
The crowd retreated with a roar, then fell silent.
"Your Majesty is doing this for us!" the older guard shouted in a trembling voice, "These rebels are ferocious and massacre the city at every turn. We have no soldiers and horses in Yizhou City. If we fight, everyone will die. Your Majesty does not want us to die."
, to prevent you from angering the rebels. He knew that the rebels would not give up until he died, so he took his family out of the city and went to fight the rebels himself."
He pointed out the city.
"He is not surrendering, he is going to die!"
"You didn't stand on the wall, you didn't see what happened!"
"They were fighting with those Fan Yang soldiers. They died in the battle. They all died in the battle."
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Li Minglou looked at the city gate. The city gate suddenly opened and a group of people rushed out. They were crying, shouting and stumbling. She couldn't help but stop what she was about to say. She waved her hands to the surroundings and backed away from the Zhenwu Army surrounding them.
A few steps.
These are the people of Yizhou. Except for the five running in front who have weapons, everyone else is a common people.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
"My lord, my God."
"My lord, this is your Yizhou City. If you want to die, we will all die together."
"How could you abandon us!"
Seeing the scene here, the people screamed in surprise, and then cried even louder. Many people knelt on the ground and cried.
King Zhao was also startled by these people. He put his hand back in front of him and began to pull on the dress again, uttering broken thoughts: "Why is it all coming out? Why is it all coming out? There is no need."
He also called the guards and the elders in the city to come out.
"Look, this is Mrs. Wu." He lay in the blood and pointed at Li Minglou excitedly again, "That Mrs. Wu from Dou County, do you still remember the businessman who came to our Yizhou to buy rare treasures?
?The fairy in his mouth, Mrs. Wu Shao."
The elders of the guards and village elders all looked at Li Minglou. They were also very excited, but their focus was different from that of King Zhao.
"Thank you madam for helping me in Yizhou." They all saluted.
Li Minglou returned the gift: "My wife has been ordered to do the duty of Zhenwu Army."
I don't know why I feel a little uneasy.
"Let's send King Zhao back to the city first," she said.
This was not the place to talk, and King Zhao was injured, so everyone reacted and rushed forward.
But King Zhao waved his hand to stop them: "There's no hurry, no hurry. Madam Wu, just come here. Madam Wu, do you like rare treasures?"
Li Minglou said: "I don't like it very much, it just looks interesting."
King Zhao's eyes brightened even more, and he clapped his hands happily: "As expected, interesting things are treasures, and Mrs. Wu is really a worthy person!"
The clapping palms came together again.
"I have many rare treasures. I will give them to you. Can I entrust you to do something?"
His eyes were bright, seductive and pleading.
Li Minglou clenched the hand hanging by his side, then leaned over and reached out to support him: "Your Majesty, go back to the city first..."
King Zhao's hand in front of him held her stretched out hand. Li Minglou felt a hard object fall on his palm, a ring?
Without waiting to ask or look, King Zhao spoke again.
"Mrs. Wu, I, the king, have entrusted Yizhou City to you." He said, lowering his voice again, "I have also entrusted this thing to you."
Li Minglou's heart sank, and his body sank as well, as if he was being pulled unsteady by the fat man Zhao Wang.
"This king is going to die." King Zhao said and let go of his hand.
Everyone around was shocked when they heard this sentence and rushed to shout for the prince. A woman's shrill voice drowned out their shouts.
"No! You were just stabbed in the side!" Li Minglou shouted, pointing to the long knife in Fang's second hand, "You can't die in the side!"
King Zhao's face wrinkled together and he wanted to reach behind his finger, but gave up after some difficulty.
"I don't know if I'm lucky or not." He muttered with a sad look on his face, "The knife that wants to kill me is stuck in my side, but there is a knife that doesn't want to kill me.
It's stuck in my heart."
The elders of the guards looked pale and in disbelief, and rushed forward to help King Zhao up from the bloody water.
King Zhao's back was in sight, blood spewed from his blood-stained dress, and a knife was inserted into his back, leaving only the handle.
There was a chaotic fight just now, and there were not only dead bodies and body parts but also scattered weapons on the ground...
King Zhao was hit by Tian Cheng's knife and fell to the ground, falling on a knife that was standing crookedly on the ground...
"Your Majesty!"
Countless cries and shouts were heard.
Li Minglou stood aside and suddenly looked at Fang Er. Fang Er lowered his head and knelt down to her on one knee.
No wonder, no wonder she always feels like something is wrong.
Fang Er is not a doctor, but he is better than ordinary doctors in treating war injuries. However, after Fang Er pulled out the long sword, he did not check King Zhao's injury, did not treat the injury and bandage it, but stood aside in a daze, because he already knew
King Zhao is hopeless...
No one knew Li Minglou's intention to save King Zhao better than him. He couldn't bear it and didn't know how to tell Li Minglou.
Li Minglou looked at King Zhao again.
"No, you shouldn't die." She knelt down and grabbed King Zhao's arm. In front of this fat old man, she knelt down even more petite, "I came back to save you, you shouldn't die this time.
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King Zhao was helped up and he made a sound of ouch because of the pain in his wound. When he heard this, he felt a little confused but also understood: "This time? Did I die last time?"
Li Minglou didn't speak and answered with silence and choked with sobs.
King Zhao heyed: "No wonder, no wonder, why do I feel like you don't look like a human being? Are you a ghost who came back from hell?"
At this time, he was still joking, and the old men around him cried and called the prince.
Li Minglou didn't think it was a joke and nodded: "Yes, I am a ghost. I came back to save you. This time it won't be the same as last time." His voice was sad and hoarse, "Otherwise, what's the point of my life!
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King Zhao was curious about another thing: "Did I see you last time?"
Li Minglou shook his head.
King Zhao then smiled: "Then it's different this time. It's very meaningful."
At this point, he puffed out his cheeks like a fish, panted and muttered: "I am lucky this time. I can see Mrs. Wu before I die. I am happy."
After taking a few long breaths, the last of my strength was exhausted, and I lowered my head with my burden lifted...
Cries spread everywhere, and Li Minglou felt that her eardrums were bursting. She wanted to stand up and take two steps to escape, but her feet were stuck in the bloody water and couldn't move. She raised her head and looked at the sky.
God, he raised his hand and gave her a slap in the face.