Chapter 927: Emperor's Bearing

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In the imperial tent, the potter is sitting on the dragon seat, drinking a small wine while wiping the war knife in his hand.

The night was dark, but the potter had no sleep, and his clothes and armor had not been removed.

He had a strong premonition that Liu Ji's speculation must be correct, and tonight must be the time for a decisive battle.

The sound of footsteps sounded from outside the tent, and before the person arrived, the wisps of the girl's body fragrance had already rushed into the nose, stirring the potter's heart.

When he raised his head, he saw two beautiful shadows, both of them stepping into the big tent.

It's Shangguan Wan'er and Xi Shi.

One of them was holding a bowl of steaming potion in her bare hands, and the other was holding a golden cloak on her snow arms.

"Haven't you both slept at such a late hour?" The potter put down his sword and looked at the two beauties with a smile.

"Didn't Your Majesty sleep either?" Shangguan Wan'er stepped forward with a smile and presented the bowl of hot soup in her hand to the potter, "Wan'er knows that Your Majesty has a fierce battle tonight, so she specially asked the imperial dining room to cook this bowl of nourishing soup, Your Majesty can use it while it is hot, so that you can be refreshed tonight and lead my soldiers to destroy the traitors." ā€

The potter smiled, his heart was warm, and he was moved by Shangguan Wan'er's care.

He was about to take the soup bowl, but when he looked at Shangguan Wan'er's slender hand, his heart suddenly moved, and a wicked smile flashed in his eyes, but he didn't move, only opened his mouth slightly, and glanced at Shangguan Wan'er with a smile.

Shangguan Wan'er was stunned at first, but then understood what the potter meant, and she had to ask her to feed it herself.

"Okay, your majesty, Wan'er feed your majesty and drink it." Shangguan Wan'er laughed jokingly, picked up the spoon in her slender hand, and came to feed him when she approached.

She was also very careful, knowing that the soup had just been boiled, and the temperature was still a little hot, so she was afraid that the soup would catch the potter's "holy mouth", and after blowing and blowing the hot soup in the spoon, she carefully sent it to the potter's mouth.

The potter took a sip, closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, and couldn't help but have a satisfied expression, and praised it again and again.

Shangguan Wan'er became more and more happy, seeing that the potter liked to drink, and she was as happy as drinking honey in her heart, so she began to feed the potter spoonful after spoonful.

The beauty fed the soup by herself, the delicacy in it was far more appetizing than this hot soup, and the potter was holding Shangguan Wan'er's body fragrance, admiring her slightly dizzy face, drinking it was delicious, and her spirit was better.

After a while, a bowl of soup was drunk by him, and the potter was still unsatisfied, and his spirit became more and more full.

"Your Majesty, you patronize and drink Wan'er's soup, and don't you ask Sister Xi Shi." Shangguan Wan'er put down the soup bowl with satisfaction, but pouted at Xi Shi.

The potter was completely attracted by the delicious hot soup, immersed in the joy of the beauty feeding the soup, but accidentally ignored Xi Shi, and was reminded by Shangguan Wan'er, and quickly turned his head to look at Xi Shi on the other side apologetically.

Xi Shi stood aside for a long time, looking at the intimacy of the potter and Shangguan Wan'er, and there was already a hint of vinegar in his eyes.

Now that the potter remembered her, Xi Shi deliberately pouted and sighed coquettishly: "Alas, Your Majesty only has Sister Wan'er in his eyes, and he doesn't bother to look at me at all." ā€

"Oh, I patronized and drank soup, I forgot to ask my Shih Tzu beauty, don't be angry, don't be angry, let me see, what are you holding in your hand?" The potter comforted her with a smile, and easily hugged Xi Shi's waist, and gently pulled her into his arms.

Xi Shi fell into the arms of the potter in front of Shangguan Wan'er, behaving more intimately, and couldn't help but blush slightly, and glanced at Shangguan Wan'er embarrassedly.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't show any jealousy, she just pursed her lips slightly and smiled knowingly with her.

Obviously, the two of them already knew that the other party had an intimate relationship with the Son of Heaven, and they also knew that sooner or later they would be one of the Sons of Heaven, and they would be in the same harem in the future, and they would think more about each other, so they would take care of each other and support each other, how could they really be jealous of each other.

Xi Shi saw that Shangguan Wan'er was not jealous, so she felt a lot more comfortable, and the fading on her face faded slightly, so she didn't resist, and let the potter hold her in the crook of her arm, and the restless hand was still quietly moving through her clothes.

"The concubine knows that Your Majesty will have a big battle tonight, and the concubine can't help much, so she can only rush to make this golden cloak, hoping that after Your Majesty wears it, he can have better luck, win the battle, and break the traitor."

Xi Shi's slender jade arm held the delicate robe in the potter's follow, and Sakura opened lightly, seriously expressing his wishes.

Her sincere and affectionate confession is like a warrior's wife, who embroidered the robe with her own skillful hands, and embroidered her deep affection in this collar robe.

The potter stroked the delicate cloak with his hand, and felt that the stitches and threads contained the strong true feelings of Xi Shi, and his heart was more and more moved.

"Your Majesty, put it on and try it on." Shangguan Wan'er urged with a smile on the side.

When the potter returned from his emotion, I stood up and stretched out my arms.

Shangguan Wan'er and Xi Shi worked together to untie the potter's old cloak, and he put on the new golden cloak.

The two beauties looked up at the pottery merchant in his new cloak, the majestic emperor's momentum, and their eyebrows couldn't help but surge with deep admiration.

The potter's heart was surging, so he stretched out his big hand and hugged Shangguan Wan'er and Xi Shi into his arms together, and said with a high-spirited smile: "After drinking Wan'er's soup, and then wearing the cloak embroidered by Xi Shi, tonight's battle, if I don't win, how can I be worthy of the deep affection of the two of you, rest assured, I will win tonight!" ā€

The two beauties listened sweetly and comforted, and their ruddy faces were dyed with a halo of happiness, and they snuggled up in the arms of the potter like birds, and were hugged by him.

"Your Majesty, the scout has ......"

At this time, Qin Qiong suddenly rushed in, but he didn't expect to bump into the scene of the potter hugging left and right, and immediately stood in place with an embarrassed face, and couldn't say anything halfway through the words on his lips.

Shangguan Wan'er and Xi Shi on the left and right, their faces suddenly fainted, and they were a little embarrassed, and they hurriedly withdrew from the potter's arm.

"Shubao, do you have any military information?" The potter was accustomed to such a scene, and there was no unnaturalness in the slightest.

Qin Qiong reacted at this time, and hurriedly said: "Back to Your Majesty, our scouts have just sent back urgent information, and the Taiping traitors in the south have poured out of their nests and are surging towards our camp. ā€

Hong Xiuquan is really here!

The pottery merchant's eyes lit up with excitement and murderous intent, and he shouted with his hands: "The thief has come just in time, I have been waiting for him for a long time, and quickly spread my will, and all the armies are assembled on the front line of the camp wall, ready to fight the traitor!" ā€

"No!" Qin Qiong got the order and went away.

The potter grabbed his helmet, picked up the polished sword, turned back to the two beauties and smiled: "I promise you here that I will win this battle, and as soon as the siege of Linxiang is lifted, I will marry you as a concubine immediately." ā€

With that, the potter turned around in a dashing manner, strode with the wind, dragged the flying golden cloak on his back, and carried the domineering imperial spirit, and walked out of the tent in high spirits.

The two beauties got the promise of the Son of Heaven, they were stunned at first, and then they were overjoyed, and they knelt down and shouted together: "The concubine wishes Your Majesty a great defeat of the traitor and return victorious!" ā€

Listening to the blessings of the beauties, the fighting spirit in the hearts of the potters became more vigorous, and he strode out of the tent, turned over and got on the horse, and went straight to the front line of the camp gate.

Bell Bell Bell -

In the camp, the sound of gongs and warnings has resounded throughout the camp.

In the large camp that stretched for several miles, tens of thousands of soldiers who slept in their clothes quickly grabbed their weapons, rushed out of the camp tents, and rushed to their respective posts under the command of generals at all levels and in accordance with the prior plan.

When the potter rode his horse to the camp gate, the 100,000 soldiers had basically finished arranging, and when they raised their eyes, they were like ghosts hidden in the darkness, and the black pressure was boundless.

Xiang Yu, Chang Yuchun, Wei Chigong, and Mu Guiying and other generals are all in place, and one by one the banners are waving in the night wind.

In order to confuse the Taiping thieves and make them think that their own army was not prepared, there were no torches in the camp, and most of the soldiers were lined up within the camp wall at a distance of twenty paces, hiding in the dark.

The entire Wei army camp, under the cover of darkness, did not look abnormal from the outside, and could only vaguely see the soldiers on duty, patrolling between the camp wall and the camp gate, the camp wall that stretched for nearly several miles, was just more than 10,000 soldiers on duty.

"Liu Banxian, it seems that you really calculated correctly, the flood thief is still here." The potter reined in his horse and said lightly to Liu Ji, who was already in place.

Liu Ji stroked his beard and stammered, but said meaningfully: "Although our army has already been ...... Prepare, but Your Majesty should not forget that the fighting spirit of the Taiping thief ...... will, but frighteningly fanatical...... At this point, tonight's decisive battle is destined not to ...... It's not easy to fight. ā€

The potter sneered and said proudly: "Over the years, which decisive battle has I fought well, don't worry, I have prepared a great gift for Hong Xiuquan that he will never forget, and I will let him know that in the face of absolute strength, any fanaticism will be a futile struggle." ā€

Liu Ji's figure shook slightly, turned around and glanced at the generals a few times, and immediately saw some clues, so he smiled knowingly and said no more.

"Your Majesty, the Taiping army is tenacious to the point of inhumanity, last time we relied on the rainstorm and crossbows, barely blocked their charge, this time the traitors will learn a lesson, carry shields to attack, I am afraid that they will also guard against our iron cavalry assault, the minister really wants to know, what is Your Majesty's plan to break the enemy?" Mu Guiying asked the potter curiously.

On the face of the pottery merchant's heroic martial arts, a confident smile appeared: "As the so-called one thing descends one thing, even if the flood thief is prepared, I will let him know what it means to be powerless, so you don't have to be anxious, you can see the show play out soon." ā€

Mu Guiying's expression fluctuated, pondering the mystery of the pottery merchant's words in his heart, and there was suspicion and speculation on his pretty face.

At this moment, the gentle Son of Heaven before is gone, and the Son of Heaven standing in front of her has returned to the unfathomable, domineering and confident royal bearing.

That confident smile, that calm speech, and that contempt for the world made Mu Guiying involuntarily feel a deep sense of awe.

"I thought I could see him clearly, but now it seems that I haven't seen it at all, isn't it really something that a mortal like me can't guess......"

Woo woo woo -

Just as Mu Guiying's mind was tumbling, a solemn horn sounded on the dark side, piercing the silence of the night.

The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's offensive is about to begin.