Chapter 302: Two Enemies Join Forces

On the surface, he scratched the back of his head: "She wants to commit suicide, of course she won't let us find out. Hmm? What's on the table?"

There seems to be another paper ball on the table, wet and sticky.

"Look." He Chunhua exhaled a breath of anger, "Hong Chenglue sent another letter."

He Lingchuan opened the paper ball and saw that it was indeed the handwriting from last time:

"Please return my wife's body."

The force was so strong that it was obvious that the writer was also full of depression.

"What is Dad going to do? Will he return it?"

He Chunhua was silent for a while before waving his hand: "Return it."

He Lingchuan responded and was about to leave when He Chunhua suddenly asked: "Tell me, why did she do this!"

"I..."

Before He Lingchuan could speak, He Chunhua angrily continued: "It's just a peace talk! If it works, it works. If it doesn't, we'll talk again! I don't want her life, nor her man's life. I want to release her in three months. Why is she so strong-willed and so determined!"

"This should be..." He Lingchuan thought for a while, "It has nothing to do with Dad, right?"

He Chunhua's eyes widened: "It has nothing to do with me?"

It has nothing to do with him? Then why did A Jin choose to commit suicide at that time!

"She may not want to drag Hong Chenglue down anymore. If she dies, it will be over." He Lingchuan said, "Didn't she tell Hong Chenglue that from now on, the sky is high and the birds fly freely."

A Jin was the rope that tied Hong Chenglue. When the rope broke, he was truly free.

"Just during the peace talks!" He Chunhua's roar almost spread within a radius of two miles, "Just when the talks were about to be concluded!"

In fact, he knew that Hong Chenglue only brought Dong Rui instead of the army this time, which meant that he had the intention of compromising. In other words, his plan was correct and could succeed.

It was just a little bit short of being concluded!

That woman was deliberately trying to ruin his plans.

He Lingchuan was silent.

It was the first time he saw He Chunhua so hysterical, and it was really a bit unexpected.

Dad used to be a modest gentleman with a graceful demeanor.

He Chunhua walked back and forth several times, as if he had let out half of his anger by roaring a few times.

After a long while, he returned to normal and said to his son: "Tell me, what can he do to make General Zhao lose the battle?"

This was the condition that Hong Chenglue offered when negotiating with him. Although it sounded unreliable, He Chunhua couldn't help but have doubts at this time.

Hong Chenglue, that person, should not be shooting without purpose, right?

I just discussed it with Zhao Pan, but there was no result. Zhao Pan laughed and said it was impossible.

"My son doesn't know."

He Chunhua rubbed his temple and said, "General Zhao and I have agreed that the whole camp will be on high alert in the next few days. Don't run around if you have nothing to do."

Now that it has happened, no matter how angry he is, he must guard against the revenge of his opponent.

"Yes."

He Lingchuan left the tent and placed two torches on the carriage where the body was placed. After thinking about it, he put the comb next to Ajin's pillow, and then ordered the guards to take the carriage to the edge of the woods and whip the horse's buttocks.

The horse ran into the woods in pain, and soon the light of the torch went out.

After more than ten breaths, even the sound of the horse's hooves was hidden in the darkness.

He Lingchuan looked in that direction for a while, and he knew that Hong Chenglue had already picked up Ajin.

The couple was finally reunited.

His face felt cold, and a few drops of water fell, and there was a sound of dripping around.

The rain came again.

...

Baiming Valley.

The fire was blazing in the huge cave. Hong Chenglue watched his lover being engulfed by the flames with a blank expression.

The Xunzhou Rangers stood behind him, not daring to say a word.

The fire burned out at dawn.

Hong Chenglue picked up the ashes and put them in a jar, whispering softly, as if to comfort her. He wanted to take his wife home, not bury her alone in a foreign country.

Wu Qing was also beside him, sweating on his forehead, but it was not easy to wipe it often.

He peeked at Hong Chenglue in front of him from time to time.

Hong Chenglue put away the urn, and suddenly turned to him and said, "I have taken away Ajin's Hanjiu Powder, why does she still have it? Did you give it to her again?"

It's coming, and there is no way to avoid it. Wu Qing didn't care about his posture, and knelt down with a plop: "General, I don't understand either! Whatever she said, I reported it truthfully!"

Last time Ajin asked him for medicine, he also asked him to keep silent. How dare Wu Qing? He turned around and reported it to Hong Chenglue. Hong Chenglue immediately went to Ajin and searched for Hanjiu Powder.

Logically, this should be fine.

Hong Chenglue gritted his teeth and made a clattering sound.

Wu Qing suddenly remembered something and immediately said, "Ah, the elixir given by Master Shuangye, Madam has taken it several times. Could it be that she...she can actually move?"

Ajin was originally paralyzed from the neck down and could only lift a few fingers. Hong Chenglue took her Hanjiu Powder without thinking much, because without help, she couldn't put the medicine into her mouth.

But after Wu Qing's reminder, he also understood.

Master Shuangye's medicine has taken effect, she may be able to do it!

So she let Hong Chenglue take most of the Hanjiu Powder and secretly hid a few small pills.

Thinking of this, Hong Chenglue's eyes became hot again.

Master Shuangye's medicine really can cure her. Her illness was obviously getting better, but in the end she still chose to die!

She paved the way for him with her life!

Wu Qing felt the murderous aura from Hong Chenglue becoming stronger and stronger, and he was so frightened that he fell to his knees.

Hong Chenglue stared at the back of his head, resisting the urge to swing his knife.

Waste! If it weren't for this guy giving her medicine, A Jin would still be alive. He clenched his fists hard, then slowly loosened them, hiding the hatred in his eyes. Wu Qing was a subordinate that Frost Leaf State Master valued. If he was killed like this, he would have a hard time explaining himself when he returned to Beijia.

Sweat dripped from Wu Qing's forehead to the ground: "I have made a big mistake, and I cannot redeem myself even if I die. Please punish me, General Hong!"

He admitted that he had "made a big mistake", but he definitely did not "kill my wife". A Jin wanted to die because of her personal will.

Hong Chenglue let out a long breath: "Remember, I will punish you later. I want you to do something first."

Wu Qing is currently the only link between him and Beijia. He is alone in the rear of the Yuan Army, leading the Xunzhou Rangers to cause trouble. The assistance from Nian Zanli and Beijia is particularly important.

"General, please speak!" Wu Qing's heart was finally put down. Letting him do things meant that he did not intend to kill him.

"I want to meet with Nian Zanli." Hong Chenglue said coldly, "You go and arrange it. Just tell him that I have a way to help him achieve his goal and land on the south bank of the Handan River."

Hmm? Wu Qing was stunned. Is there such a way?

They have been monitoring Yuanying for many days. Zhao Pan is still very good at managing the army and deploying defenses. Otherwise, the people of Xunzhou would not be blocked from going south to the north of the Handan River.

Now Hong Chenglue said that he could easily break this situation?

"Is there a problem?" Hong Chenglue looked at him and didn't move.

Wu Qing hurriedly said, "I will do it immediately!" He rushed out regardless of the heavy rain outside the cave.

Why did he contact the other side in the heavy rain and flood? The time to test him has come. Anyway, it must be done.

At this time, it is better to be drenched in the rain than to stay with Hong Chenglue.

……

Five hours later.

Hong Chenglue flew over the turbulent river on Dong Rui's strange bird and reached the Xunzhou camp on the other side.

Although the flood first engulfed the south bank, the people of Xunzhou still evacuated the north bank very cautiously, and also retreated nearly 200 feet.

Fire and water are merciless, and it is not a burden that humans can bear.

Dong Rui's strange bird is not used to flying in this kind of weather. Fortunately, it has the help of light body skills, so it can barely fly a short distance.

It landed in front of the Xunzhou camp. Hong Chenglue jumped down and saw that the camp was heavily guarded, which was quite impressive.

As soon as he landed here, several riders ran out of the camp: "Please tell me your name!"

"Hong."

These people gave up a horse, and it was obvious that they had been instructed in advance: "General Hong, please, our elders are waiting in the tent."

Hong Chenglue got on the horse and followed, and the strange bird shrank to the size of a crow, landed on his shoulder and shook its head.

This scene is not common, and everyone took a second look.

Then, Hong Chenglue was led all the way to the central army tent.

Someone was already leaning against the door and looking at him. When he saw him approaching, he went forward and grabbed the reins, laughing, regardless of the heavy rain: "General Hong, how are you!"

"Mr. Nian, long time no see." Hong Chenglue stretched out his hand and clapped his hands with him, jumped off the horse, and went into the tent together.

This man had a white face and long eyebrows, and was majestic. His eyebrows and eyes were three points similar to Nian Songyu. He was the former general of the Yuan Kingdom, Nian Zanli.

After he defected to the Northern Demon Kingdom, the Beijia Kingdom still appointed him as the governor of Xunzhou, the top military and political leader.

As soon as the two sat down, a personal soldier immediately served hot tea and a dry towel for them to wipe their faces.

Nian Zanli said enthusiastically: "Have you eaten? We have a freshly slaughtered lamb today, it's very tender."

He and Hong Chenglue didn't know each other until they fought. In the past, he guarded the northern border of the Yuan Kingdom, and Hong Chenglue was the general of the Beijia Kingdom. They led their troops to fight on the border, and he even suffered a loss.

Hearing Wu Qing say that Hong Chenglue requested to meet, he took it very seriously.

Hong Chenglue sipped his hot tea: "Thank you, but it's not necessary. I came to see Lord Nian because I have something to discuss."

This man is really straightforward. Nian Zanli raised his eyebrows, and then heard Hong Chenglue continue: "Zhao Pan on the opposite side has received 10,000 shi of military rations. The one who personally led the Xiazhou grain transport team to the front line was the new Xiazhou governor He Chunhua. Does Lord Nian know this news?"

The smile on Nian Zanli's face slowly faded: "I heard about it."

He Chunhua has been at the front line for several days. He has a grudge against this man for killing his son, so this is another reason to defeat the Yuan Army and pacify Xiazhou.

"Mr. Nian has been confronting Zhao Pan on the north bank of the Han River for nearly two months. Do you have any plans for a general attack?"

This statement was vaguely meant to attack, but Nian Zanli pretended not to hear it: "It was originally scheduled for the end of the flood season. Zhao Pan is a man who puts all his efforts on defense. He doesn't go out easily or advance rashly. He doesn't eat bait thrown to him, and he just builds a camp and garrisons."

Combined with the natural barrier of the Han River, it is indeed difficult for him to attack the south bank.

He paused: "But the Yuan army has a hard flaw. They are short of clothes and food all day long. It is difficult to maintain. If we can hold on for a while, we may be able to easily take it." Nian Zanli knows better than anyone how rotten the Yuan country is. Zhao Pan is no more than a general, and he is held back by the emperor and his ministers. The logistics supply of the Yuan army has always been a big flaw. In terms of protracted war, the advantage is mine.