"General, they said surrendered, they said surrendered!" Liang Zhao shouted loudly as he galloped around. His armor was stained with blood, but it was not difficult to see from the look of his ease that it must be someone else's blood.
"Really?" Wei Chen quickly confirmed.
"How dare your subordinates make a joke about this!" Liang Zhao jumped off his horse, and when he approached, he found that Wei Chen's face was pale, with an arrow stuck in his leg, and the holy medicine hand was supporting him. Liang Zhao hurriedly asked, "General, you are injured, why don't you sit down and let Master Holy Medicine Hand heal?"
Wei Chen waved his hand, "Don't worry, it's okay. You said that the enemy's surrender was an order issued by the coach?"
"No, it was an order from the deputy general. Now he is the principal of Luo Jun. General, you didn't know that Xu abandoned the army and ran away by himself!" Liang Zhao said.
Wei Chen frowned. It was the first time he heard that a coach had escaped. "When did it happen?"
"I heard from the other party that just last night, the man surnamed Xu entered the camp early to rest and ordered no one to disturb him. Then this morning the young man went to his camp and found that no one was there! The soldiers on patrol said that they had never seen the man surnamed Xu at all. Come out!"
"That's surprising, will he disappear out of thin air?" Wei Chen puzzled.
"What's so strange about this is that he can't easily become someone else and escape?" An Jiqing coldly hummed disdainfully. He himself is a master of disguise, so he is not surprised by these things.
"Let's not talk about the surname Xu, we'll have a look before!" Wei Chen waved his hand.
The group of people walked to the Luojun who had dropped their weapons and fell to the ground. Now there are only less than one hundred thousand of the two hundred and sixty thousand soldiers, and more than half of them are injured in varying degrees! A densely packed area, either lying or kneeling, the same Beiling people, Wei Chen felt sad for them, is it because the leader is incompetent or the soldiers are idle and weak? Did the generals in Beijing ever train soldiers
The lieutenant of the Luojun saw Wei Chen and his party and quickly crawled and said: "General Wei, we surrender, please stop fighting!"
Wei Chen had some impressions of this lieutenant. This person’s surname was He. He used to serve as a subordinate supervisor in the middle of Beijing. He was a low-level general who had no real power to directly subordinate the army. Now he was promoted to become the leading lieutenant. This is really incredible!
"You have surrendered and you will naturally not fight anymore! As prisoners, according to our army's rules, you must obey the arrangements and also recognize who is your master!" Wei Chen said majesticly.
"Yes, the defeated general will follow the general's arrangements!" The lieutenant said in a low voice.
"I want to follow His Highness's arrangement! Your Highness is the master of your group, I have recognized it!" Wei Chen yelled and corrected.
The lieutenant shuddered and quickly changed his words: "If you fail, you will die, if you fail, you will die..."
"Okay, you all get up. Liang Zhao!"
"The end will be!"
"You take brothers and detain all these people, the wounded are handed over to the military medical camp, and the others are taken care of!"
"The final commander!"
After giving the instructions, Wei Chen staggered, An Jiqing hurriedly supported his arm and frowned, "Now let me see you hurt!"
Wei Chenqiang smiled, with a trace of pampering hidden in his eyes, "Yes! Master Saint Medicine Hand!"
While talking, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "The general has an urgent report!"
Looking back, I saw two soldiers walking along with a bloody soldier in panic, "General, urgent report from the camp!"
When everyone saw this, Wei Chen hurriedly asked, "What happened? You didn't wear armor. Are you a soldier staying at the camp?"
The seemingly dying soldier raised his head vigorously and said, "The general... the enemy attacked... the camp... save your majesty..."
"What are you talking about?" Wei Chen's face became paler with horror, and he broke free and stepped forward and grabbed the soldier and asked, "Who attacked the camp? Who attacked the camp after the war? What happened to your Highness? What happened?"
An Jiqing stepped forward to Y_u and pulled away the overly excited Wei Chen. Suddenly he saw a cold light flashing in the soldier's eyes. He moved quickly and raised his hand. There were a few silver needles with blood in his throat held between his fingertips at such a close distance. , Even if it’s too late to remind him, and Wei Chen is still injured, Gu Wudu wanted to rush on An Jiqing at the moment when the assassin raised his hand.
Wei Chen pushed to the ground. It happened too suddenly, and the people around hadn’t reacted yet. The assassin had already taken action, but fortunately there was an expert in the holy medicine hand that allowed the general to escape. Everyone quickly pressed the assassin to the ground, but they looked up and found him. Has been poisoned and died!
An Jiqing hurriedly propped up her arms and checked Wei Chen under her, "Are you okay, are you injured?"
Wei Chen stared at him blankly, then smiled slyly, "No!" Then he leaned close to him and whispered, "Jiqing, fortunately you saved me. From now on, my life is yours!"
An Jiqing glared with shame, and whispered, "What are you talking about with so many people next to you!"
"I'm in Xu Ding for life!"
"Who made a deal with you!"
"General, are you okay, Master Saint Medicine Hand?" Liang Zhao squatted aside and looked at them seriously and asked.
"It's okay!" The two said at the same time, and they realized that their posture was very... ambiguous!
An Jiqing hurriedly climbed up, and suddenly the two of them hummed painfully at the same time.
Wei Chen was hit by the wound, but what about Jiqing, could it be that Jiqing was also injured? Wei Chen questioned him worriedly.
Jiqing sat up and looked sideways at her left arm. There were three needle tails as thin as cow hair exposed on the top. They pulled out with their hands, and the meat was as deep as a finger. An Jiqing looked at the slightly flooding needles. A chill in my heart.
"Are you okay?" Wei Chen looked over his shoulder.
"It's not a problem, it's just three hairy needles!" An Jiqing smiled softly. This was the first time he smiled at Wei Chen in so long. It was so indifferent, but Wei Chen had already drowned in it.
"Return to the soul! The assassin just said that whether the camp was attacked, whether it is true or not, we must send someone back to the camp immediately!" An Jiqing said.
After he said that Wei Chen's whole person was immediately tight, yes, how could he delay such an important matter, "Yes, go back to camp immediately!"
"But not including you, General Wei, if you don't want your legs to be scrapped! Liang Zhao, bring tens of thousands of horses back to camp immediately!"
"Yes!"
Volume Four, The Battle for Hegemony, Chapter 41, Secrets
Yuli stood on a high place, watching the high morale army rush to the battlefield mightily. Hunting in the mountain wind, hair tangled and robe fluttered.
"My Royal Highness, what are you thinking?" Han Xiaocheng put a cloak on Yuli's shoulders, leaned forward and asked in the frivolous tone that has remained unchanged for a hundred years.
Unexpectedly, Yuli didn't stare in shame this time, still silently watching the direction where the army disappeared, so that hairy hand slid down his shoulders and onto his waist—wiping oil!
"Take your paws away!" Yuli said coolly. This person really... can't let go of him for a second!
Han Xiaocheng smiled and withdrew his hand obediently.
"His Royal Highness who is concerned about the country and the people, why is it troublesome?" Someone asked with a fox eye blinking his face in front of Yuli.
Yuli frowned, took a step back and said with no good air: "It has nothing to do with you!"
"His Royal Highness, you really hurt my heart by saying that! I can show my affection for you, the sun and the moon can be learned, your business is my business, and now you are frowning, how can you say that it has nothing to do with me? "Han Xiaocheng raised his sword eyebrows, and said both true and false.
When Yuli heard the words, she felt a bad cold, and pushed his face away again, "Han Xiaocheng, can you be more serious!"
"I, how do I know." Yuli quickly drew out her hand, "I'm going back to the camp!" Then she turned and hurried back. Just when Y_u lifted the tabernacle, he found that Han Xiaocheng had already stretched out his hand first.
"What are you doing with me?" Yuli lowered her voice.
"I'm your little servant, who won't follow you? My Royal Highness!" Han Xiaocheng said cunningly with his eyes bent.
Yuli Qijie, "Okay, since it's the servant of my Highness, then my Highness