There was a trace of bloody killing in the king's words. When the king and Du Yuxian were angry at the palace banquet before, they had never had such obvious killing intent. Well, the king is afraid that he won't allow anyone to say a word of gossip.
General Yun Hui didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly said: "My minister is too talkative."
"Call back at noon, go out." Nie Jia waved him back.
Shi Chen dried his hair and coaxed him softly, "Let's sleep for a while while it's cool in the morning."
Nie Jia was lying with him, and it wasn't too hot, and he insisted on slipping into his arms. Shi Chen hugged him and fanned him with one hand, and the two of them took a nap for half the morning.
Your Majesty stayed up all night, even though the whole army was excited by the great event of capturing the Crown Prince of Qi alive, the barracks were quiet for a while, for fear of disturbing your Majesty's rest.
At noon, Ji Jiarong and General Yun Hui went to deliver water to Qi Jinyu. Qi Jinyu's wrists had already been dislocated after being dragged for half the night, and now he was exposed to the sun for another morning, and the wounds on his body seemed to be festering. Ji Jiarong put a bowl of water into it, and Qi Jinyu immediately held it with his wrist, gurgling down half of the bowl, like a wild dog snatching food.
Seeing Qi Jinyu's heartbroken appearance, General Yunhui couldn't help but think of what the commander said at the time, those who have been frightened will not escape.
Ji Jiarong and General Yunhui looked at each other. They had seen Qi Jinyu on the battlefield, the crown prince of Daqi, commanding thousands of troops with high spirits. Once captured by the king, he seemed to be so frightened that he couldn't even lift his head. It's hard to imagine what happened last night in the Qilin River and how Qi Jinyu was arrested.
"Let's go, at this time, the king is probably awake too." Ji Jiarong originally wanted to teach Qi Jinyu a lesson, but seeing him terrified of being beaten, he lost the interest in bullying the weak.
After passing the pass, the two entered the king's tent. The weather was hot, and there was a faint lingering fragrance of the king in the king's tent.
"Is there any news from King Jing?" Nie Jia's long hair was disheveled, and Da Ma sat on the edge of the bed with one leg bent, looking lazy and slack.
Ji Jiarong said: "No one from Danyang County has come to pass it on. It's just that His Royal Highness Prince Jing is missing some medicinal materials and sent people to and from Kaixuan City. Weichen arranged for people to watch over Danyang County. In the past half month, Danyang County has More than half of the casualties..."
Shi Chen lifted the curtain to enter the tent, took a plate of delicate pastries brought by Xuanjia from the city of Triumph, pinched a piece and fed it to Nie Jia, then naturally sucked the powder off his fingertips, and said indifferently: "It's been so long, King Jing hasn't found a cure for the plague yet?"
Both of them sighed helplessly and said, "Presumably King Jing is also helpless..."
After all, it was a plague, and even General Yun Hui felt that it was a bit harsh for the king to ask His Royal Highness King Jing like this. Moreover, the epidemic is fierce. As the weather gets hotter and hotter, people die faster and faster. It only takes seven or eight days from infection to death from the onset of the disease. After researching out the prescription, I am afraid that Danyang County has already died a whole city of bones by that time.
"He has a way." Nie Jia pursed her lips and smiled, "General Guide, go and bring King Jing."
At this time, Jun Zhangyue should have a clue.
"My minister takes orders." Ji Jiarong withdrew from the king's tent.
General Yunhui said: "Your Majesty, several guards from Xuanjia intercepted more than a dozen assassins half a mile outside the barracks this morning. They must have come for Qi Jinyu. Now that Your Majesty has captured Qi Jinyu, what are your plans next? Qi Wang really thinks highly of him as a prince, if we threaten Qi Jinyu's life, it is hard to guarantee that we will not be able to take down half of Qi's city."
"Half the city?" Shi Chen groaned softly, as if asking, but when he listened carefully, it seemed to be mocking.
General Yun Hui was a little embarrassed for a while, not knowing what he said wrong. The Kingdom of Yan has always been pressed by Daqi, and the defense of Triumph City is at the end of its strength. If it can win Lutai, it will be the biggest victory in more than ten years.
"If this king wants to plot something, if he just swings his sword and kills him, it will not only be a mere deer tower, but also let the blood of King Qi splash on Longting. Is Qi Jinyu missing?" Nie Jia said wildly.
"The king has other plans to keep Qi Jinyu?" General Yun Hui was shocked by the king's coercion, and asked obediently and respectfully: "Qi Jinyu has been arrested. At this time, the Qi army must be defeated, and it is a good time to attack the city. opportunity."
"No rush, it will take at least seven days for Zhao Wushang to arrive at Lutai." Nie Jia said.
General Yunhui was shocked: "You brought Qi Jinyu back, is it to attract Zhao Wushang?!"
Zhao Wushang, this name can be said to make a large Yan army frightened. The number one fierce general of the five countries is not in vain, even Song Yuwei shook his hand holding the weapon when he heard these three words flick.
"My lord! Then Zhao Wushang is far worse than Sikong Han, which shows his bravery. You have to waste a great opportunity to wait for Zhao Wushang to come back to help. It will be very difficult for us to capture Lutai by then!" Yun Hui The general didn't understand what the king was thinking at all, the marriage was at odds, and the prince of Qi was arrested and he didn't use it... What was he doing for nothing
If he wanted to use Zhao Wushang to establish his prestige, he would be completely ruined if he was not careful, then Zhao Wushang was not someone to be underestimated!
General Yun Hui wanted to persuade him, but Shi Chen frowned displeasedly and said, "Your Majesty has his own way of doing things."
At this time, a Xuan Jia came in with a notification from outside, Fu Er said something to Nie Jia, Nie Jia raised his eyebrows, General Zhu Yunhui retreated and then smiled and said: "Dare to cut my back, it seems that Zhuolu's Those people haven't been beaten yet."
"How much food and grass is there in Triumph City?" Shi Chen didn't rush.
"The accompanying Nanyi iron cavalry has increased the consumption of food and grass, and it can probably support the entire army for a month." Xuan Jia replied.
"It's enough." Nie Jia said in unison with him, his brows were filled with the look of winning, as if running out of food and grass was no big deal. Nie Jia looked at Shi Chen, and smiled at him.
The royal power in Zhuolu City has fallen, and it has been completely banned by Duke Qing. He raised his flag and threatened to embrace His Royal Highness King Jing as king and ban the tyrant, which was cheered and supported by the whole city. Thinking about it, this old thing has been planning for a long time. After occupying Zhuolu City, he then controlled the passes along the way, cut off the transportation of grain and grass to Triumph City, and even wanted to usurp the throne even if he gave up Triumph City.
The news was sent by flying pigeons from the Military Aircraft Department, and it did not come out of Zhuolu. After all, King Jing is still at the border. If the old thing is to be logical, it must wait or send someone to secretly pick up Jun Changyue and then hold high the banner of rebellion. Let the king and the Northwest Army starve to death in Triumph City.
Nie Jia didn't tell anyone other than Xuanjia about such a big event, it's not good for the army, and it doesn't do any good to talk about it.
This afternoon, Ji Jiarong brought Jun Changyue into the barracks to answer. Jun Changyue had been locked up by Nie Jia in Danyang County for the past half month, and she was full of hatred for Nie Jia. Nie Jia ignored his resentful look at all, slipped him over and asked him a few words, learned about the progress of the plague treatment, and then dismissed him.
He could see that Jun Zhangyue was absent-minded, so he just said: "When will you cure the plague in Danyang County, I will let you out, if you don't have time, you can die inside with the people of Danyang County. "
Jun Zhangyue's eyes were reddened by the oppressive feeling of the collapse of the mountains, and he bowed to Nie Jia in a regular manner before leaving.
He greeted General Yunhui and wanted to walk around the barracks, so he went to look for Sikong Han in a trance, only to find that Sikong Han had been dismissed and moved back to the soldier's camp. Regardless of his own threat, he went to the big tent angrily to find someone.
Along the way, the sergeant still loved him and would greet His Royal Highness Jing respectfully, but no one knew that their noble King Jing had been imprisoned by the king in Danyang County for the past half month, and he was in danger of dying at any time, and no one could save him!
The more Jun Zhangyue thinks about it, the more desperate he becomes, and the more he thinks about it, the more he hates why he doesn't have power in his hands, what's the use of these gentle affections!
It was almost night, and a bonfire was burning in front of the soldiers' tents. The soldiers were having fun at the corner, and the camp was filled with laughter as you pushed and shoved each other. Hearing that Brother Wang had captured Qi Jinyu and came back, the soldiers were all in high spirits, as if they had wiped out Qi.
In the distance, Jun Zhangyue saw Sikong Han who was sitting alone in the lively crowd, with his hands on his knees, staring blankly at the bonfire in a daze.
Some soldiers called him to come to the corner together, even though he hadn't discussed anything because he was dismissed, and still treated him as friendly as before, but Jun Zhangyue saw it clearly, these soldiers no longer had the admiration they used to have in their eyes , just treat him as an ordinary colleague.
Obviously, he is Sikong Han, the God of War of Yan Kingdom!
Jun Zhangyue wanted to cry for a moment. This kind of helplessness and despair, he had experienced five years ago when Zhuolu City was broken and taken away by the dark guards and fled and Sikong Han died... unforgettable.
"Why have you been depressed all day? You've been depressed for half a month. I never thought that the king would capture Qi Jinyu alive with such prowess. General Sikong never got close to Qi Jinyu when he was still alive. With the king around, why are you depressed? Come and have fun together." Go." The soldier tugged at him.
Sikong Han was already furious in his heart, and suddenly exploded at this moment, throwing off the soldiers and roaring: "Don't bother me!"
With his flick, he almost threw the soldier into the bonfire, which immediately made people unhappy, and a group of people started fighting. At this moment, Sikong Han's internal strength was completely destroyed, and he lost another hand, and he was almost pushed over by ordinary soldiers.
"Stop!" Jun Zhangyue immediately stepped forward and shouted angrily.
Only then did the soldiers let go of Sikong Han, bowing gracefully: "His Royal Highness King Jing."