Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 712 Submission (4)

It was night, in the magistrate's yamen, which was half destroyed by the fire, the lights were bright and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Bang!" There was a sound like a fist hitting a couple of cases, suddenly accompanied by an angry male voice, it swayed in the cold night wind.

"Xuanyuanjing, the one who killed a thousand swords! One day, grandpa will ask him to pay in blood!"

"Yes! He must be asked to pay in blood! Today's debt is written down for him!"

"Don't be impulsive. He is indeed going to pay this debt, but not now. At this moment, what we want to think about is how to break through Xiping within five days and save the people in the city."

Quiet indoors.

Everyone immediately remembered that before Xuanyuanjing left the tower, he had said that he would hand him over within five days.

If not, he would slaughter all the people in Xiping City just like today.

Naxiping City, which is next to this place, is as big as Dongchang, and its population is as large as Dongchang.

Once the city is massacred, as many people as today will die.

After a while, someone said: "Siege the city? How can it be so easy? Besides, Xuanyuan Jing is not a trustworthy person. What if he ordered the killing of all the people in the city when we attacked the city?"

Everyone was silent again.

What that person said just now was indeed reasonable. Xuanyuanjing is a cruel and shameless person. Although he was given five days, once they attacked the city, they might order the massacre of the city immediately.

It is impossible for them to attack the city at a speed comparable to the speed at which Xuanyuan soldiers slaughtered the people.

Even if they succeeded in capturing the city in the end, I'm afraid the result would be the death of all the people in the city, and Xuanyuan Jing abandoned the city again.

However, if he doesn't attack the city and save people, is it true that he will hand over the person Xuanyuanjing wants?

My lord, is he willing?

Many people whose eyes fell on the main seat swept across his face, looking for clues.

However, at this moment, the man's eyes were slightly drooping and his breath was concentrating, and no one could see what he was thinking.

After a while, someone called tentatively in a low voice: "My lord?"

Murong Li didn't answer, he didn't seem to hear.

Everyone looked at each other and called again, but Murong Li still didn't respond.

An Mu, who came in from outside the house, saw the expressions on the faces of the generals, his eyes flashed, he stepped to Murong Li's side, bowed and said: "My lord, the generals are calling for you."

This time, Murong Li finally made a move.

He raised his eyes to look at the people in the hall, pondered for a while, and said: "All generals, retreat first, and we will discuss the matter of siege tomorrow."

Although everyone has fought on the battlefield all year round and their hands are covered with blood, they are not grass or trees.

Men and women who know the true love in the world, even if they break up, it is not so easy to separate.

What's more, he gave his beloved to other men in exchange for the safety of the people.

Everyone knew his feelings for Shen Jingshu, and knew that he should be left with personal space to let him think about where to go, so they all stood up and left silently, and no one urged him to make a decision immediately.

After everyone left, An Mu glanced at the empty front hall, then at Murong Li in front of him, pursed his lips for a while, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, what are your plans?"

Murong Li knew what An Mu was referring to, his dark eyes flickered.

Intend?

If you don't hand over people, countless people will die.

If you hand it over to someone, it's tantamount to cutting out the heart and pulling out the bones.

At this moment, he really didn't know what to do.

After a long time, Murong Li stood up and walked outside.

A gust of wind blew, and his body, which had never felt cold, felt piercingly cold.

An Mu came up behind him softly, glanced at his stiff back, and suggested in a low voice: "How about my subordinate follow Fengyin and they sneak up tomorrow night and kill Xuanyuanjing?"

(End of this chapter)