The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 367

Several lieutenants showed bitter expressions, as if they had something to hide, and finally expressed their thoughts: "Your Majesty, the terrain of Huaipei is complicated, the city wall is strong, and it forms a triangle with Changfeng and Ning'an. If you want to attack Huaipei, Changfeng He Ning'an will definitely come to the rescue, when our army goes deep, if there is no reinforcements, wouldn't it be impossible to return?"

If Huaipei was easy to fight, Jun Yeli wouldn't bother with it. General Zhou Da's words were not unreasonable.

But the current situation forced him to face the difficulties.

After May, it will enter June. If Huaipei cannot be captured within a month and the road to transport grain can be opened up, then the 10,000+ army will have no food and grass, and I am afraid that the situation will be even more difficult then.

He waved his hand and said firmly: "There is no need to discuss this matter again, Huaipeizhen is bound to win, even if it means paying a huge price for it, I will win."

While the few people were arguing endlessly, a small soldier came in outside the door and said to Jun Yeli, "My Majesty, General Xia has something to ask for an audience."

Xia Zhian actually came, Jun Yeli raised his eyes in surprise, a sharp light slipped from the corner of his eyes, he waved his hand and said, "Please."

Soon, Xia Zhian walked in, because the carriage was going too fast, and the wound on his body was painful.

When he walked outside the account, his face had turned pale, but when he thought of the silk, how could he care about the pain on his body.

Maybe, the life of the 10,000+ army rests on this piece of silk.

After entering the tent, Xia Zhi'an wanted to bow down to Jun Yeli, but was stopped by Jun Yeli: "At special times, don't use these empty rituals."

Hearing this, Xia Zhian was full of gratitude, and handed the silk silk to Jun Yeli: "Your Majesty, I have important information."

Jun Yeli took it, and when he saw the small words on the silk, his expression changed drastically, and even his usually calm face became a little flustered.

He jumped up, his charming face was covered with a layer of ice, and his gaze was indescribably cold: "Where did you get this thing?"

Xia Zhi'an reported the ins and outs of the silk to Jun Yeli in detail: "This morning, a group of soldiers went to fetch water from the river and found it. When they found that there were words on it, they reported it immediately."

Jun Yeli's eyes suddenly widened, seeming to be puzzled, confused, and puzzled. Finally, after hearing what Xia Zhian said, the joy in his eyes continued to grow: "You said, you found it this morning?"

He could recognize the handwriting on it, and only that woman could write such handwriting. Back then, she said that the handwriting here was too cumbersome and inconvenient to write.

Jun Yeli had studied with her for a while, so he could only understand the characters on the silk.

Huaipei is cheating.

Jun Yeli rubbed the handwriting on it carefully, his heart was surging, and there were a few small characters under the silk.

He opened it and saw that there were only two small characters on it: Anhao.

This woman is afraid that he will be impulsive, is this giving him reassurance?

The corner of Jun Yeli's lips showed a bit of bitterness, and his face returned to a calm and calm look, as if the panic just now was just dazzled by everyone.

Since ancient times, the emperor's mind has been unfathomable, and no one is sure why Jun Yeli showed two completely different expressions in a short period of time.

He slowly sat back on the chair, looking at the silk silk secretly, a wicked smile appeared from the corner of his lips.

Unruly and domineering, it seems that he is born to be the king who dominates the world.

Everyone in the camp looked at each other, not knowing what he meant.

His slender fingers drew circles on the table, Jun Yeli chuckled, his black eyes became deeper and deeper, making it impossible for anyone to peek into his heart, and he opened his thin lips lightly and said a few words: "The little cat is restless again. gone."

"Please tell the emperor clearly." Xia Zhian really couldn't figure out what Jun Yeli meant, so he had to ask.

Putting the silk on the table into his arms, Jun Yeli stood up and said to the crowd: "It's not interesting, I'm going out for a walk, you don't have to follow."

"Huh? This, this?"

"What does the emperor mean?"

"I do not know?"

"The war is just around the corner, what should we do?"

Jun Yeli strode out of the tent, took off his armor and put on only his usual clothes, mounted a fast horse and galloped out like lightning.

Although he confessed that no one was allowed to follow, how dare these generals let Jun Yeli go out alone. Almost at the same time as he flew out, a group of soldiers followed.

No matter how hard a person with two legs can run, he can't run with four legs.

Soon Jun Yeli left these people far behind.

The black steed was intertwined with his black robe, galloping across the ground like a black hurricane.

The cloak embroidered with double lotus patterns fluttered in the wind, like a rebellious eagle trying to soar.

After rushing to the upper reaches of the Dingyun River in one breath, Jun Yeli reined in the reins and looked down at the entire mountain from a high position.

Not long after, the soldiers who followed up also arrived.

They were all out of breath, and when they wanted to get closer to Jun Yeli, he stopped him coldly: "Whoever dares to approach the former will be killed without mercy."

All the soldiers stopped in their tracks one after another, staring at their emperor in a daze, with their eyes closed in bewilderment, searching for the smell in the air.

There still seemed to be a faint medicinal fragrance in the air, Jun Yeli stretched out his hand to feel the wind in his palm, it seemed that by doing so, he could get closer to Feng Wuxie.

His wife, his queen, his wife.

Although he was full of depression and had nowhere to vent, at this moment, Jun Yeli was relieved. This was the Feng Wuxie he knew.

She will never be passive and take the initiative to attack, which is her consistent style.

In the gray sky and earth, Jun Yeli's lonely figure became more and more lonely, looming in the light white mist.

He can see everything in the world, but he can't find the trace of Feng Wuxie in the opposite mountain forest, and the loss in his heart expands infinitely.

Perhaps, she has already left?

If he could get the information earlier, if he was faster, maybe he could still see Feng Wuxie's side.

It took a while for Jun Yeli to calm down, and a deep voice sounded, and said to the followers behind him, "Go back."

Turning the horse's head around, he left slowly along the way he came, but the way back seemed so long that he couldn't see the end at a glance.

In the reeds facing the river, a pair of cold eyes were revealed, and when he saw Jun Yeli's figure, he almost cried out in joy.

But Feng Wuxie didn't dare to shout, and couldn't shout, she could only secretly beg in her heart, Jun Yeli, don't leave, let me take another look at you.

See if you are fat or thin?

Because of the excitement, her whole body trembled slightly, until Jun Yeli's horse turned and left, her eyes were still watching without blinking.

Feng Wuxie's appearance caused him to frown at her from time to time, until Jun Yeli's figure was about to disappear, he asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Feng Wuxie's mood was a little depressed, and he replied weakly: "Why do you ask such a question?"

"Then why are you trembling?" Chi was very puzzled, the enemy army was separated by a river, even if they found them, if they wanted to cross the river to chase and kill them, it would be a breeze to escape with his martial arts.

"I'm cold." Feng Wuxie didn't want to look at Chi anymore, turned his face away, only felt a bitterness in his throat, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

She is not a hypocritical person, but after experiencing the feeling of being loved by others, Feng Wuxie felt that her strength and pride had all disappeared.

For Feng Wuxie's answer, Chi felt very confused. It's already June, and the weather is already warm. Even if it's cold, it won't be too cold to shiver all over.

Feng Wuxie ignored Chi, and walked forward alone, where the horses they came from were tethered, but when Feng Wuxie walked there, his eyes widened involuntarily.

The horses that were well tied to the stumps were all gone.

"What's going on here?" Looking at the severed reins, Feng Wuxie felt a little helpless, the horses in the barracks had been specially trained, they would not bite off the reins and escape by themselves.

But if he didn't bite it off, who would let it go?
Feng Wuxie looked back at Chi, a little at a loss, if they just walked back with the two of them, they might not be able to finish the walk for a day and a night.

"The horse is lost."

Chi's expression was very calm, there was no ripple on his face, he glanced at Feng Wuxie lightly, and said in a low voice: "I know."

"You let the horse go?" Feng Wuxie was a little speechless, besides being a little cold-tempered, he also had such a personality in how he did things.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Feng Wuxie knew that he guessed right, but he was able to let the horse go, he must have a countermeasure.

Feng Wuxie crossed his arms, looked at Chi, and asked him for an explanation: "Then what should we do next?"

"This place is too close to the enemy's camp. If the horse neighs, it will definitely attract the attention of the enemy. I did this for the safety of you and me."

Chi glanced at Feng Wuxie lightly, as if looking at an idiot who didn't understand anything, stepped forward and grabbed her arm, and stepped hard, and the person was already flying.

Feng Wuxie was startled, Chi's martial arts are so profound, if he made a slight mistake, he would find out, it seems that this third prince is really not easy.

His hidden guard alone is so powerful, I'm afraid that he is not as useless as the rumors spread.

And if he tried so hard to save him, he might bring Jun Yeli a stronger opponent.

For a moment, Feng Wuxie felt a little melancholy, secretly thinking about whether to add some poison to the soup that the third prince drank.

Chi led Feng Wuxie and galloped all the way, almost out of the mountain in the blink of an eye, until he stopped on a small road, Chi finally stopped.

He glanced back and forth vigilantly, the killer's vigilance made him look cold and unapproachable, after a while, he bent his fingers and put them on his lips and began to blow.

A loud whistle sounded, cutting through the air and penetrating the entire mountain stream. After a while, Feng Wuxie heard the sound of dede's hooves, which became more and more clear.

(End of this chapter)