Chapter 233

Chapter 233 Is my husband so powerful?

A corner of the big tent was raised.

Prince Xuan, Dama Jin Dao, sat on the chair and only glanced sideways at Hou Qiyun in the distance.

Then he lowered his eyes and wiped the knife in his hand more carefully.

Several people standing beside him also lowered their heads in silence, cleaning their knives and inspecting their weapons.

"I can't explain to you, you don't have the right to make the decision..." Hou Qiyun said solemnly with a sullen face.

He came more than once.

Every time I come back, they either say that His Highness is dealing with food and grass arrangements, or that His Highness is busy formulating a battle plan, or that His Highness is catching Mon spies and has no time to do anything else...

But I don’t know where the plan is? Which spy was caught again?

When he came back this time, Hou Qiyun was also angry.

If this continues, I'm afraid he will have no choice but to appeal to His Majesty.

There were many thoughts in Hou Qiyun's mind, and he suddenly felt that the ground beneath his feet seemed to shake.

"Since I am not worthy to talk to General Hou, General Hou should go back early. In fact, it would be easy to save King Wei..." Fang Chengzhong's voice sounded coldly.

Hou Qiyun came back from his thoughts, frowned and asked: "Easy?"

Fang Chengzhong said: "Wouldn't it be easier for General Hou to lead his own troops to rescue?"

Hou Qiyun's expression changed: "Vice General Fang clearly knows that the army's supply of food and grass is insufficient..." At the moment, Hou Qiyun has no intention but no power! That's not really because he was afraid of the Meng people.

Fang Chengzhong was shocked and said: "When I saw General Hou being so angry, I thought we had burned the food and grass."

Hou Qiyun had a lump in his throat, and his face inevitably turned red.

Fang Chengzhong threw up his sleeves and left, very satisfied with his performance today.

"Wait!" Hou Qiyun suddenly spoke again.

"General Hou, what else do you want to say to my deputy general?"

Hou Qiyun's face turned blue and he said: "I will not engage in these verbal disputes with Vice General Fang... I just ask you!" Hou Qiyun paused and said solemnly: "Can you feel the ground moving?"

"No." Fang Chengzhong didn't look back.

Hou Qiyun's expression changed slightly: "Are you serious? I heard that on that day, it was His Highness who sensed the earthquake first and then deduced that a flood was coming, so he evacuated you early..."

Fang Chengzhong: "So what?"

Hou Qiyun couldn't care less about his face now. He wanted to win back the situation and make King Xuan owe him a favor, so that he could ask King Xuan to save his life...

So Hou Qiyun immediately lay down on the ground and pushed away the hand held out by the assistant officer to support him.

"There really was a sound!" Hou Qiyun raised his head, with an ugly expression on his face, "The sound came one after another...it didn't sound like the movement of floods. It looked like...people! It was the army walking around."

After he finished speaking, he quickly went to see Fang Chengzhong.

Fang Chengzhong had no intention of looking back.

Don't you care? Hou Qiyun was stunned and felt extremely angry.

Is this how His Highness King Xuan leads his troops?

From top to bottom, public affairs are abandoned for private purposes!

"Vice General Fang! If you don't believe me, you can just lie down and listen."

Fang Chengzhong waved his hand: "I won't listen."

"Fang Chengzhong!" Hou Qiyun was so angry that he covered his chest and fell backwards into the arms of the assistant officer.

"General, why should you be angry?" the assistant officer urged.

Hou Qiyun's eyes were red: "I didn't expect everyone in King Xuan's army to be so emotional..." He also deliberately raised his voice as he spoke.

Fang Chengzhong snorted from the front.

Even the other soldiers guarding the camp glared at him, which further confirmed what Fang Chengzhong said was "emotional."

Hou Qiyun had no choice but to turn around and said: "Quick, go back to the army and let Cao Bo lead a team to investigate in the direction of Yizhou. The rest of the people will all move closer to King Xuan's camp!"

"The soldiers under King Xuan may not be willing for us to come closer..."

"How long have you been talking about this? We are also here to protect King Xuan's camp!" Hou Qiyun said firmly, "The Mon army must have found our traces and are coming this way. We must be caught off guard."

Now he speaks like a veteran.

The assistant officer had no choice but to respond and go as Hou Qiyun said.

On that side, Lin Gu was worried about the horse's hoof and deliberately slowed down his movements.

But even so, if the armies attack at the same time, it will inevitably cause the earth to shake.

So they walked around to dispel King Xuan's vigilance.

It was getting late too.

As long as the darkness is not completely dark, the lamps are not completely lit, and everyone is hungry, it is time to cook food... Then we can attack in a big way!

"National Master, there are some cavalry wandering in front..." The spy sent to the front suddenly came back to report.

"Cavalry? Where did the cavalry come from?" Lin Gu asked in surprise, "Did King Xuan prepare for it?"

The spy hesitated for a moment and said: "It doesn't look like the clothes of King Xuan's army, but more like the people under King Wei's command."

Lin Gu immediately understood.

He smiled and said: "Think about what will happen to General Liang Chao after King Wei is captured by us?"

"meeting……"

"If he doesn't save King Wei, he will be beheaded by their emperor. But they have no food and grass, so they can only..."

"Counting on King Xuan. This is trying to encourage King Xuan to send troops."

Lin Gu was completely relieved: "It can be seen that they were not prepared in advance. ...It is a coincidence. The veteran sent by the emperor to King Wei is also here, so we can capture them all!"

It would be even more strange for Lin Gu if King Xuan's camp opened the door for convenience.

Lin Gu gave the order, and everyone silently surrounded them and killed several cavalrymen.

Cao Bo and his group sent by Hou Qiyun also ran into them.

"Master, have you killed them all?"

"Killed them all."

Lin Gu smiled and said, "If you kill them too much later, you are not allowed to stop."

They resisted the urge to laugh, their eyes shone brightly, and they said, "We will never stop." They were just waiting to divide the land and the gold and silver!

The wrapped horse hooves hit the ground, making a low, dull sound.

They galloped into Guanlingpo.

Inside Guanlingpo.

Hou Qiyun turned around in annoyance. Why haven't the people sent out replied yet?

Could they be intercepted by the Meng army?

Hou Qiyun took a breath and said again, "I want to see His Highness."

But no one paid attention to him.

I saw a pot set up in the camp, and meat soup was boiling in the pot.

Seeing this, Hou Qiyun swallowed unconsciously.

No way.

Because the food and grass in their camp were destroyed, the food quality was really not comparable to that of King Xuan's army... It was for this reason that Hou Qiyun had some complaints about King Xuan's "stinginess".

Seeing his brows getting more and more furrowed, the irritability in his heart became more and more intense.

Only a few "sizzling" sounds were heard.

The flames jumped up and wrapped the entire torch.

Guanlingpo was illuminated as bright as day.

Hou Qiyun closed his eyes instinctively.

And the Meng soldiers approaching from a distance also closed their eyes instinctively because they could not adapt.

At the moment of closing their eyes.

"Swish--"

"Puff--"

The sound of arrows breaking through the air and tearing flesh and blood followed closely.

Lin Gu's face changed, and when he looked up, he saw a dense rain of arrows, which immediately harvested countless people.

He realized that he had been tricked, and shouted twice in a row: "Open your eyes!" "Turn around and retreat!"

The soldiers who were originally guarding the soup pot all drew their swords, how could they escape?

More cavalry also poured in from the outside of the slope at the same time, surrounding the Meng army.

The Liang Dynasty soldiers were excellent riders, and they were absolutely incomparable to the Meng soldiers. They clamped their legs on the horse's back, grabbed the rope with one hand and wielded the sword with the other hand, with great vigor and ease.

They lost their heads the same way as Hou Qiyun's apprentice did.

Hou Qiyun's old eyes were illuminated by the light and tears flowed down. He turned his head around in confusion and helplessness.

Then he saw that King Xuan's tent was finally moved.

King Xuan walked out. Under the glittering firelight, his face was handsome but cold, like a god descending from heaven.

Behind him followed the black armored guards with dragon-sparrow swords on their waists, all of whom were also fierce.

King Xuan didn't even look at him, but got on his horse and rushed to Linggu with the black armor guards.

Wherever he passed, the Meng soldiers fell down.

King Xuan's soldiers were no different from him.

They swung their swords quickly and without making any sound. At first glance, they looked like ghost soldiers, which made people feel cold and terrifying, and sharp.

Hou Qiyun stood there, his scalp tingling.

King Wei came to take over the command with a swagger, but was captured again. Hou Qiyun came here every day to ask their highness to send troops, and there was a bit of resentment in his words that his highness didn't know the general situation.

All these things have stretched the strings in everyone's minds to the extreme.

The silence was their anger.

"Please leave quickly, Master!" Someone pulled Linggu's sleeve.

But Linggu angrily threw him away.

He opened his eyes wide, shouted the scriptures of offering to Xian Ruo Pu, held a short knife in his hand, and went straight to meet him.

There was no change on King Xuan's face. He just stared at him expressionlessly, as if he was staring at a piece of meat that was destined to rot.

At that moment, Lin Gu actually thought of the gods enshrined in the temple.

There was a clanging sound.

The blades collided, making a clear sound.

Numb!

Lin Gu held the handle of the knife tightly with one hand and dared not let go, and his teeth unconsciously clenched.

King Xuan's wrist strength was very strong, but he pushed forward like a freehand, and Lin Gu felt that the bone seam seemed to be about to crack.

He couldn't resist it, and the blade cut into his shoulder.

Lin Gu screamed in pain.

Several people surrounded him to save him, but were stopped by the Xuanjia Guards. They were Meng warriors, and the Xuanjia Guards could fight ten with one.

"Your wife is very beautiful." King Xuan suddenly moved his lips and spit out those four words expressionlessly.

His voice was low, like the whisper of the King of Hell in the dark night.

What? Lin Gu didn't react yet.

King Xuan suddenly put away his knife.

Lin Gu felt more pain on his shoulder, and then he held the knife handle tighter, trying to fight again with force...

"Swish".

The blade tore the air.

Lin Gu felt a stream of hot blood flowing down his cheek.

It turned out that his ear flew out.

"...Hurry up and present it?" King Xuan said again.

Lin Gu finally remembered.

That was the provocative letter that Gan Zixu had written before!

He had forgotten it long ago!

Seeing that King Xuan was about to raise his knife again.

Lin Gu's mind buzzed, and an idea flashed instinctively-one ear must be saved!

So he leaned sideways without thinking, and the knife fell on his shoulder again.

The flesh on his shoulder was cut off.

Lin Gu was in unbearable pain, and a howl came out of his throat.

But he had just received a heavy reward, and he was afraid of fighting the next foot. Where was his face?

At this time, a big knife stretched out from the side and blocked King Xuan's move.

"Yao Minghui?" Hou Qiyun called out his name in fear, "Are you still alive?"

Yao Minghui smiled and said, "Yes, I see you today. If you are not killed, I will be the meat on the chopping block."

"Your Highness! Yao Minghui is good at wielding swords and is known as the Ghost Sword!" Hou Qiyun shouted hurriedly. He is old, so he has naturally met Yao Minghui who was in the Xingyi Army.

King Xuan still had no expression and raised his hand.

The blade flew out, but it was still connected to the long and heavy iron chain.

The iron chain wrapped around Lin Gu's neck and took him off the horse. The blade even scraped off several hairs of Yao Minghui.

Yao Minghui dodged away, his expression slightly changed: "King Xuan is not too heavy either..."

"Why did you surrender to the Mon people?" King Xuan asked him.

Yao Minghui said: "We and the Emperor of Liang Dynasty have no sworn relationship..." When he said this, he unconsciously fell into the eyes of King Xuan.

The handsome and solemn young man in front of him seemed to have seen decades of spring and autumn, and his eyes had the power to see through people's hearts.

His cold gaze went straight into the depths of Yao Minghui's soul, as if questioning his soul.

Yao Minghui shook off this strange feeling and leaned over to save Lin Gu.

But Lin Gu had already been dragged to King Xuan's horse.

Lin Gu was so suppressed that his temples bulged and his face turned blue. He swung the knife in his hand, but he could only hit the air.

Yao Minghui sighed with an ugly expression, stopped pestering him, turned around and left with his people.

When Pai Lingu was in charge, the benefits were obvious.

The dignified national master drives the soldiers to be relaxed and at ease, making the top and bottom of the army unite in will.

But once they encounter adversity, such as now... when the soldiers find that the national teachers they admire so much are so vulnerable, as if they are not protected by virtuous people at all, the morale of the army will suddenly collapse.

King Xuan raised his eyelids: "Can you leave?"

Yao Minghui didn't look back.

Their riding and shooting skills are far superior to those of the Mon people, but not just anyone can stay if they want to!

At this time, a louder sound was heard approaching.

The sound of horse hooves and the sound of people shouting to kill.

Getting closer and closer, causing the entire Guan Lingpo to vibrate.

Who is coming?

Are they reinforcements from the Liang Dynasty? Or reinforcements from the Mon tribe?

No one knows.

Until someone came and raised a flag.

Yao Minghui took a closer look: "...Anxi Army!"

Yao Minghui immediately stopped running and turned around to meet King Xuan again.

Hou Qiyun reacted: "You provoked the Anxi Army?"

Yao Minghui smiled and said: "Exactly! The Anxi Army is also a rebel army, and we are also a rebel army. Why not be together in one place?"

But he had just finished speaking.

But I saw the Anxi Army chop down a Mon soldier.

The Mon soldiers were followed by more swords.

Yao Minghui's expression gradually froze: "...failed to instigate rebellion?"

Hou Qiyun's heart dropped heavily, and this sentence brought him back up again.

It only took a few hours before and after? His heart has been tortured repeatedly.

Late at night.

Xue Qingyin is having her sweet dream.

The door was suddenly knocked open from the outside, and the king of the Meng clan walked in quickly, his face ugly and his expression complex.

"You couldn't help it in the middle of the night?" Xue Qingyin wondered.

She even thought about how to persuade him to be a human being and stop being a beast.

Even Qiao Xinyu, who was sleeping quietly behind the bed tent, squeezed the broken porcelain pieces in her hands.

King of the Meng clan: "..."

"Lingu was defeated."

"Well...then you should be happy."

"More than just a big defeat...King Xuan has already entered Yizhou City."

Xue Qingyin sat up.

Holy shit?

Is my husband so awesome?

Are you entering the city now?

The king of the Meng clan sighed: "We must retreat to other cities immediately."