The saint nodded, pulled out the silver needle from the needle bag, and stabbed it frantically in Du Hua's shoulder. Burn? Wen?? ???． ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ`ｏｒｇ

Suddenly, a stream of scarlet, pungent blood and other substances flowed out of the eye of the needle!

"Jin Qianghao, you will hit Du Hua's right arm hard!" After finishing everything, the saintess said quickly to the two of them, "General Du, you have to take advantage of this time to tear off ----------- your left arm!" ”

The saint said it with difficulty, and even Jin Qianghao had to shiver!

Not to cut off, but to rip off!

Du Hua's eyes stared straight into the eyes of the saint, and the saint met her without fear.

"Good!" Du Hua snorted, and without even asking why, shouted, "Qiang Hao, come!" ”

Jin Qianghao couldn't bear it in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't be hypocritical now, so he slapped Du Hua's right arm hard!

Du Hua's right arm ached, but it didn't stop him from stepping with his right arm in the slightest.

Then, his left arm was torn off like a chicken leg.

The --------- harsh sound irritated the eardrums of the three people.

Blood, splattered all over the faces of the three men, scarlet and scarlet.

The Han Empire, the imperial capital, the royal palace.

Since the war, the Nine Spirits Emperor has not only not abandoned the government, but has held meetings more frequently than before.

The military attache wants to kill the enemy, and the civilian official wants to stabilize the country, otherwise what is the use of having a civilian official?

In times of war, all civilian officials have to do is block information. After all, the territory of the Han Empire was too large, and civilians could only know the news on the battlefield through the disclosure of the government.

The government says that if they fight well, they will fight well, and they have no reason or qualification not to believe it.

After all, the credibility of the Han Empire is still very good.

The meeting convened by the Nine Spirits Emperor was extraordinarily long. When the two empires sent troops to Jialing City at the same time, the wind earstone in Jialing City sent a message to the palace. Suddenly, the Nine Spirits Emperor summoned a hundred officials.

When the Emperor of the Nine Spirits told these people the news, the audience suddenly exploded-------- although it was a bit exaggerated, but the discussion with each other was indeed true.

"The two empires have sent troops again, how can this be good?" A man who was full of old age, but very life-saving, clapped his hands and said anxiously to the person next to him.

"Yes, the last time Wu Haotian came back, he brought back a batch of elixirs, but that medicine is not endless!" Said a man who smelled like the old man.

"The two empires are coming to die again? The last time they were beaten like bears, don't you have a long memory? In the other small group, a rugged middle-aged man sneered.

"People want to die, and we can't save them, so we have to help them realize their wishes." The other shook his head and smiled contemptuously.

At this time, the audience seemed to have been divided into two camps.

One is the worry faction, and the other is the ridicule faction.

Of course, the two factions will not be so harmonious, and when the discussion circle continues to expand, it finally turns into a war of words.

And in the end of the war of words, it must be a duel between the two leaders.

Especially when the Nine Spirits Emperor did not speak, as if by default.

"Can you win? What to win?! More than 100,000 against 1 million, 3 4 elephants against more than 10 4 elephants, you tell me how to win?! An old man questioned the group of people opposite.

This old man is one of the few powerful people in the Han Dynasty, just like the few dozen or so Standing Committee members in Huaxia. The power and status can be imagined.

"Why can't you win? Then I ask you, how did you win the last big battle? The middle-aged man said disdainfully, "At that time, the proportion was even more disparity than now, I think you are too old, the older you are, the more afraid of death!" ”

"Boy, what did you say?!" The old man blew his beard and glared at the young man with his fingers and shouted, "Lao Tzu, you were still in your mother's womb when I ruled the rebellion, dare to say that I am afraid of death?!" ”

"Okay, you're not afraid of death! Then tell me what you mean now! The middle-aged man shouted at the old man.

"I don't mean much, I just want to remind everyone, don't change our opinion about the whole situation because of the last victory!" The old man said coldly, "We are still in a state of suppression, and we have no ability to turn over!" ”

"Everyone knows that the last time was when Wu Haotian came back and brought back some elixir, so that General Wu and the three of them had their strength skyrocketing before they beat the enemy back, what about this time? This time you gave me a reason to win! ”

"Wu Haotian is the reason!" The middle-aged man shouted, "He can take it out once, why can't he take it out a second time?!" ”

The more the two of them talked, the more excited they became, and they almost rushed together to fight.

But they didn't dare. It's not because the Nine Spirits Emperor is present. It's because there are three people in the audience who haven't spoken for a long time.

These three people are Prime Minister Luo Shuihan, think tank An Chengmou, and Imperial Prosecutor Sun Tao.

Sun Tao, his grandson Sun Jingwu died at the hands of Wu Haotian.

These three people are the three most powerful people in the audience, and their statements are more revealing.

Seeing that the eyes of the audience were focused on themselves, the three of them also knew that it was time for them to speak.

"I don't think it's optimistic." Luo Shuihan said softly, "You may not know what the elixir Wu Xinglei eats, but I know, I know even more about the yield of that kind of thing." ”

Luo Shuihan's face was a little ugly, and he said, "This time, I think we have to prepare for the aftermath." ”

Everyone was shocked, and even the middle-aged man couldn't say anything to refute it.

Because he knows that the prime minister is not afraid of death. If he can say this, it means that he really has no bottom in his heart.

After Luo Shuihan finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Sun Tao, who was closest to him.

Sun Tao's strength is not high, so he is only seventy years old, and his temples are like snow, but his waist is straight, and he looks like a spirited little old man.

When a man sees his eyes, it is like seeing a sharp knife.

Sun Tao looked at Luo Shuihan, sighed lightly, and said, "I also don't think the situation is optimistic. ”

The hearts of the people sank again, almost to the bottom.

"I'm a prosecutor, and I don't have much say in the war, but I think about it in the stupidest way possible." Sun Tao said in a very neutral voice, "The two empires have experienced a fiasco, and they will come back after half a month, isn't it a little too fast?" ”

"Either that, they're stronger. Either that, or something happened in Jialing City. Sun Tao said in a deep voice, "If it's the former, then we're too dangerous." If it's the latter, there are two scenarios. ”

"One is that something really went wrong with us."