boom!
An object flew towards him and hit him on the forehead.
The bearded man also had a stubborn temper. He took 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 and blurted out.
"She's not a spy!"
The atmosphere in the main tent was extremely tense.
All the soldiers and generals could feel the cold chill emanating from the old general. The bearded men couldn't understand the old general's intentions for a while, but they were clear observers and knew in their hearts that the old general was wiping his son's butt. But this son didn't appreciate it.
emmm…
Young people are more likely to be stupid than adoptive brothers.
His mind probably couldn'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 grown-ups. 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 "disloyal steamed buns to argue with each other", and he should have quarreled with his father: "I know! She is obviously the daughter of his son's nanny, and her identity and family background cannot be more innocent. What kind of spy, all It’s framed!”
The old general's eyes darkened.
The atmosphere in the main tent was even colder than before.
The two were in a stalemate for a few more breaths. 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, he came in with a bowl of food and placed it in front of the bearded man. The bearded man lowered his head and saw that the soup in the bowl was turbid, with some oily flowers floating in it, 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 was violently distorted.
He shouted sternly: "Get out of here, get out of here!"
The old general still had that kind 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 word to him. Open his mouth and force it in!"
The confidant sighed inwardly and did as he was told.
He has followed the old general for many years. He was a member of the private tribe when he was young, and he is a close confidant who can never be kissed again. It is estimated that few people in the world know better than him the coldness and violence beneath the old general's kind exterior. If the son in front of me is ignorant, he will really 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 complains that the old man favors the young man, secretly speculates that the young man is the bastard of the old man and some wild girl, complains that he is being treated unfairly... But he knows one thing in his heart - partiality is partiality, this father treats his sons They were all handled with care, and no real changes were made. Sternness is limited to words. Even if he is beaten and scolded, it will not be severe.
Which brave warrior didn't grow up with injuries?
Those beatings and scoldings were 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 fingers to the bowl in his confidant's hand with trembling fingers. Seeing this, his confidants breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand and pulled out the knife, holding it far away, fearing that the bearded man might lose his mind and commit suicide. But it's obvious that he doesn't know enough about the old general's son...
The young man is nothing but the choice of his step-brother.
This sworn brother is a person 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. At most, he would be beaten with a military stick or beaten with a military stick. He's rough-skinned and thick-bodied, but he's 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 as he ate the two pieces of meat, and then drank the soup while the old general watched. The salty taste lingered on his taste buds, his throat spasmed several times, and his eyes became misty with nausea.
The old general said: "Go down and sit down."
The bearded man staggered to his feet 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 was very respectful to this person.
The bearded man looked up.
My hands and feet suddenly felt cold.
This person...he had met him once.
It is said that he is an aide of Zheng Zhi, nicknamed "King She".
Oh, the so-called "Pig King" is the Zheng Qiao brother who takes a sow as his wife and a piglet as his son. Folks jokingly call him the "Pig King", and because of his name, Zheng Qiao named him the "Pig King". The bearded man didn't know why King She's confidants were here too?
He was doubtful, 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 henchman of the Pig King. Thinking of this, the bearded man not only did not feel warm and regretful that he had misunderstood his old father, but instead felt strong hatred and murderous intent in his heart.
Why is this so?
Because in his opinion, he was blocking trouble for the barbarian.
The traitor who burned the baggage was brought by Barbarian, and he is the culprit! In the end, he only targeted himself and didn't mention anything about Barbarian's mistakes. He thought for a moment and realized that the old man didn't want the barbarian to be wronged, so he took advantage of his concubine!
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 had received an eighty military stick.
There are also categories of military sticks, some for ordinary soldiers and some for brave warriors. The strength of the latter is extraordinary. Three to five sticks can beat ordinary people to death, and thirty to fifty sticks can beat brave warriors until their butts are bruised and difficult to get off the ground, let alone the eighty military sticks!
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 envoy also knew not to suppress too much, and said to the old general with a smile: "The enemy is currently facing us, why not delay the military stick first? It is not too late to take Xiaocheng and then use the military stick..."
The old general winked at the 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 observed secretly - the envoy was not young in appearance, he looked to be in his thirties or forties, and his temples were a little gray. He was wearing a dark Confucian shirt with a 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. As soon as I looked at him, I felt an indescribable chill that spread from the soles of my feet to my whole body, which was very frightening.
According to the procedure, it was time to discuss how to attack the city.
In the young man's opinion, Xiaocheng's defenses were weak and the garrison's defenses were sparse. If he attacked one gate with all his strength, he could break through it in an hour or two. Our own military strength is already three or four times that of Xiaocheng, and the baggage and food supplies have been fully replenished with the arrival of additional troops.
Take Xiaocheng?
Easy as a piece of cake!
However, the words of the staff 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 merit, so it would be best to knock down the barbarian and let everyone see who is more powerful. A courageous warrior doesn't just need to fight, he also needs brains. In terms of resourcefulness, he will never be weaker than Barbarian!
The staff 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 staff member who could securely sit in the top position next to King She knew with his toes that he was a ruthless person!
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 King Sheng's order, and he specifically told the old general to take them with him.
The old general was unwilling at first, so he allowed a group of sick patients to accompany the army to the front line? ? ?
He is crazy to do this!
But in the end, he couldn't defeat the Pig King.
After all, the current King of Pig is no longer the scholarly, elegant royal son and strong contender for the crown prince that he once was. He is now suspicious and violent, with 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... was he preparing for a plague to break out in Xiaocheng? Man-made plague? Let the corpses of common people carrying the disease infect other people?
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 bearded man asked: "Should Xiaocheng be considered big or small, how long will it take for all the people in the city to die from the plague? Our army's food and grass cannot last that long... The envoy wants Xiaocheng to be transformed into a In a dead city, you only need to break through the city gates and rush 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 it. 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 member 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 pounding.
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 arrest some old and weak people. These people are not as strong as young people and are very susceptible to diseases..."
Old general: "..."
He couldn't help cursing inwardly.
The young man sat at the bottom, feeling chilled in his heart.
The words of the staff messenger 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 would 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? It's also an opportunity to make a difference."
youth:"……"
"As ordered." He faced his sworn brother's murderous and jealous look, resisted the urge to lift 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 short-lived fire like a meteor last night brought hope to Xiaocheng, but as soon as the day broke, the slim hope was crushed by reality. The two of them have not found the whereabouts of Lin Feng and Tu Rong, and the destruction of Xiaocheng is imminent, and the atmosphere is breathless.
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 news of troop deployment from the rebel camp.
The soldiers on the city wall cheered up one by one.
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