Queen of Substitute marriage: the king is too black-hearted - Chapter 1337

Sima Jingxuan is really crazy. In order to recover as soon as possible, he would stab the acupoint with a golden needle.

However, in this way, his own acupoints were exposed. Later, Rongsheng said it would be much easier for them to use acupoints to disperse their strength against him.

Yanyun rode back to Qingqu City, and then the gate was closed tightly.

Nangongyan and some of them also retreated to the side of the wall and hung a few ropes from above. They grabbed the ropes and climbed up the tower quickly.

Although the loss of the guards was not small, the loss of Yanyun riding was even more heavy.

“Emperor, my subordinates think they like playing hide and seek. Do you want to make a strong attack?”

Sima Jing shook his head. “Don’t they like to hide? Let them hide. At your command, everyone will settle outside the city. After that, they are only allowed to enter and leave the city.”

Just cut off their food and see how long they can be shrinking turtles in the city.

The dusk is sinking, and the main camp is still in full swing.

Sima Jingxuan’s several generals are divided into two factions in terms of the current form, one advocates conservatism and the other advocates attack.

“Emperor, we have a good momentum now. We should strike while the iron is hot and directly kill those Yan thieves in the city.”

“Now our army has surrounded them. As long as they cut off their water, food and grass, it will be sooner or later for them to surrender. Why add more casualties?”

The man retorted, “General Yu’s words are bad. Who knows how much grain, grass and water they have hoarded? It’s better to make a quick decision than to consume it with them.”

Then he sneered: “I think General Yu was used to a comfortable life when he was in Dongsheng, so now he has become timid and backward when fighting.”

Yu Lang’s face turned white when he heard these words. He was the old Department of Dongsheng and was promoted by Sima Jing because of his ability.

Not only him, but also several people sitting in the camp were promoted in this way.

However, although they have mixed official positions in the guards, they are always branded as subjugated slaves, and most of the guards in the whole barracks despise them

Like now, although they are in the same place and discuss the same thing. But Yu Lang could feel the disdain of the people around him and the distrust of Sima Jing.

So in the end, they can only be human with their tails between their legs.

Finally, Sima Jing decided to suspend the attack. He has played two games in a row. He thinks that in the current situation, it’s better to be relaxed and wait for work to see how long they can endure.

“Zheng Qi, is there any news from the judge?”

Zheng Qi shook his head: “No.”

There is no news these days, and the carrier pigeons brought here can’t be contacted. I don’t know if they have been exposed.

“All right, you go down first.”

After they left, Sima Jingxuan suddenly vomited blood.

Use the golden needle to stab the acupoint to forcibly increase internal power. Once the time passes, he will suffer serious internal injury.

Sima Jingxuan wiped the blood with the back of his hand and his eyes were cruel: “Nangong Yan, I have plenty of time to spend with you. I don’t believe God will stand on your side this time.”

Yu Lang angrily returned to his camp and swept everything to the ground.

What if he survived by luck? He was nothing in the eyes of others. He might as well have died on the battlefield. At least have a good reputation. It’s not like watching other people’s eyes all day.

For Yu Lang, such a life is worse than death.

Suddenly, the candles in the camp flickered out, and a dark shadow slipped into the camp.

Yu Lang was alert and walked to the bed while taking off his clothes: “I’m really tired today. I’d better have a rest early.”

When he got to the bed, he suddenly pulled out the long sword beside the pillow and turned to stab the figure.

Who knows, the man directly points his acupoints so that he can’t move.

“Who the hell are you?”

With a flick of the man’s fingertip, the camp lit up in an instant. Only then did Yu Lang see the true face of the visitor.

“How could it be you when a hundred miles awakened a sting?”

Baili Jingzhe took the sword in his hand and said with a light smile, “why can’t it be me? General Yu is safe.”

He had met Yu Lang before, but he was not familiar with him.

Yu Lang couldn’t help saying, “now the state of Qi is under his control. You dare to come here. Are you here to die?”

“Don’t always say that you can’t die. It’s unlucky.” Baili Jingzhe said slowly, playing with his long sword, “I’ve come to General Yu today to discuss something.”

“Ha ha.” Yu Lang smiled sarcastically, “dare you ask the Lord if he looks like he wants to discuss now?”

“Well, I just think it’s much more convenient for you and me to talk like this.”

Yu Lang thinks the cynical prince in this rumor is really brave. Aren’t you afraid of him calling people?

“Yu Lang, are you willing to live like this?”

“You, what do you mean?”

“What do I mean? You know, you’re not happy now, are you?”

“You talk nonsense!” as if eager to prove something, Yu Lang gave many examples, “now I am the Deputy General of the camp, used by the emperor, and my former brothers are also in the camp. Everyone is doing well.”

Yes, everyone is doing well, but why not be as happy as before.

A hundred miles startled the stinger and sneered: “very good? Is it good to sit in the eyes of others and call a subjugated slave all your life?”

Yu Lang looked at Sen Han, “what are you trying to say?”

He beat around the Bush and didn’t say anything serious. He just sprinkled salt on his wound.

“I just want to ask you, the Mohists treated you well in the past. Now they die miserably, don’t you want to avenge them at all?”

That’s right, but what can he do alone?

He still needs to rely on others. Can he still avenge the Mohist school?

The hundred mile sting seemed to see through his mind: “I think we can cooperate.”

Yu Lang’s eyes flashed: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Then think I forced you to listen.”

Baili Jingzhe stayed in the camp for less than half an hour before leaving. Before leaving, he said, “Yu Lang, I also believe that you used to be an iron man. Sometimes living is not necessarily better than dying. I think people still have to live upright.”

After the hundred mile sting left, Yu Lang sat in the camp until dawn.

The morning light slanted into the tent through the gap, as if he had finally made up his mind.

Baili Jingzhe is right. He has had enough of such days. Even if he is not for the Mohist school, he should live for himself.