"My lord, we really just left, didn't those brothers die in vain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" After moving away from Zhao Shuo, Deputy General Wen Tong spoke.

Xin Qizong glanced at Wentong. "You're so dissatisfied, why didn't you say it just now, hindsight, what do you want?"

Wentong smiled awkwardly. "My lord, there are only a few people in King Pingnan, if we ......"

Wentong walked up to his neck and gestured.

"If you want to go, go now, don't come to hurt me." Xin Qizong snorted coldly. "Your Majesty's will is very clear, we are here to pacify the mob, not to deal with King Pingnan."

"But, my lord, ...... your order" Wentong was a little confused, because when Xin Qizong camped here, the order was 'search for the mob in a radius of 100 miles, and after being caught, there will be no mercy.'

Although it was a mob, many of the people captured by the soldiers were obviously not mobs, but they were still killed.

If it weren't for this, there would not have been Zhao Shuo taking Mo Qi to the big tent to massacre the soldiers.

"Do you think there's something wrong with Ben's general's order?" Xin Qizong's tone froze.

"The last general will not dare." Wentong hurriedly saluted. "The last general just thinks that the dead soldiers ......"

"They are not good at doing things themselves, no wonder others, if they do things and snacks, it will not be like this." When Xin Qizong said this, his fists were clenched, and his fierce light was revealed. For Zhao Shuo slaughtering his soldiers in front of him just now, he naturally had an opinion in his heart.

It's just that he knows very well that at this time, he can only endure it. They want to deal with Zhao Shuo, but they can't come openly. They can sneakily do it to Zhao Shuo's lone soldiers, or they can do it to the mob team that has returned to Zhao Shuo but has not gathered together, but for Zhao Shuo, they can't do it openly.

If one day they saw that Zhao Shuo was going to die at the hands of the mob, they would only clap their hands and applaud, and they would never come to the rescue.

Because, this is what they want. Suppressing Zhao Shuo is the lowest you suppress, and then letting him die at the hands of the mob, this is what the father-in-law who passed the decree confessed privately.

Seeing Xin Qizong's somewhat hideous face, Wentong didn't dare to say anything. He knew this chief very well, and Xin Qizong's current expression had already explained what he was thinking.

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After Xin Qizong left with his soldiers, Zhao Shuo immediately gathered all the soldiers. After leaving the soldiers led by Zhang Chujiu alone, the rest of the soldiers began to set up camp tents.

"You are all soldiers brought out by Second Lieutenant Zhang, and now Second Lieutenant Zhang and Lieutenant Ju are in trouble, and this king can only rely on you." Zhao Shuo said straight to the point.

"If the prince has any orders, just say it, go to the soup and go to the fire, and you will not hesitate."

"Yes, my lord, what do we do, you can give the order."

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Just now, Zhao Shuo slaughtered more than 100 soldiers of Xin Qizong for the sake of Mo Qi's early position, which made the soldiers who followed him even more desperate.

Zhao Shuo can stand out for a Mo Qi, and of course he can stand out for them. A prince can do this for a soldier, and such a prince is naturally loved by officers and soldiers.

Looking at these dozens of old and weak soldiers who looked at death as home, Zhao Shuo raised his hand slightly and signaled everyone to be quiet.

After calming down, Zhao Shuo continued. "The first thing you want to do when you go out this time is to keep yourself safe. If you are in danger, come back immediately. ”

"Lord Wang, we are not afraid of death......"

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Zhao Shuo raised his hand to stop the soldiers who spoke. "This king knows that you are not afraid of death, but death must be valuable, and knowing that there is danger, you still have to take the initiative to send you to death, this stupid act, this king does not allow you to do it."

The eyes of dozens of soldiers are already moist, a prince can think about them like this, so why die.

"Your mission this time is to find Lieutenant Ju and Second Lieutenant Zhang, and then bring them back here." Zhao Shuo talked about the focus of this operation.

"Don't worry, Lord Wang, we will definitely bring Second Lieutenant Zhang and them back."

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The soldiers expressed their positions one after another, and Zhao Shuo nodded frequently.

"Let's go, go early and return early, remember the king's words, don't take risks." Time was urgent, Zhao Shuo didn't want to delay time, and gave the order to go.

"Yes." The old and weak soldiers saluted at the same time, turned and disappeared into the surrounding jungle.

"Lord, they ......" Gonggong Feng, who was standing beside Zhao Shuo, wanted to speak but stopped.

"I hope you all come back safely." Zhao Shuo looked into the distance and muttered.

The tent is quickly built, and Zhao Shuo tells Grandpa Feng and Lin Feng to go down and rest, and returns to the main tent with Fluttershy's service.

"Lord, have a cup of tea." Once inside, Fluttershy pours Zhao Shuo a cup of tea.

Zhao Shuo took the teacup, sat on the main seat, and let out a long breath.

The massacre just now was the first time Zhao Shuo ordered to kill, and when Lin Feng and Feng Gonggong killed Xin Qizong's soldiers one by one, although Zhao Shuo's face was calm, his heart was beating faster. Although he was sure that Xin Qizong would not dare to rashly attack him, he was still a little worried.

Except for Lin Feng, Gonggong Feng and a few other generals around him now, all that is left are hundreds of old and weak soldiers.

Even if he can kill Xin Qizong and disperse his soldiers, I am afraid that by then, there will be few remaining generals on Zhao Shuo's side.

Fortunately, the bet was right, although Xin Qizong was angry, he didn't dare to make a move, which shows that his uncle didn't want to kill him directly at this time.

"Lord Wang, are you okay?" Seeing Zhao Shuo holding the teacup and saying nothing, Fluttershy said worriedly.

Zhao Shuo shook his head and squeezed out a smile. "It's alright, Fluttershy, you're tired all day, go down and get some rest."

"Lord Wang, the slave and maid have always been responsible for taking care of your living and living, the prince does not rest, how can the slave and maid rest." Yan Wu tilted her head and said with a smile.

Zhao Shuo shook his head slightly. "How can I rest assured."

When no one is around, Zhao Shuo still likes to call himself 'me'.

"Lord Wang, the wizard asks to see you." Outside the tent came the voices of the guards.

"Let him in." Zhao Shuo let himself refresh for a moment and spoke.

The curtain of the big tent was opened, and Wu Yashi could not hide the joy in his heart, and after entering the door, he said urgently. "Lord Wang, lieutenant of the bureau, they have news."

Zhao Shuo stopped, stood up directly from the main seat, and rushed to Wu Yashi's side in a few steps. "Really, where are they?"

"It's still a little bit from here, but we can be here early tomorrow morning at the latest." Wu Yashi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled.

Seeing that Zhao Shuo's expression was still a little puzzled, Wu Yashi explained. "When Xiao Sheng was inspecting the camp just now, he found a returning soldier outside the camp, the soldier was covered in blood, Xiao Sheng immediately carried him to the back camp, Lang Zhong had already woken him up, according to the soldier, Lieutenant Ju and Second Lieutenant Zhang They are marching towards this side at the moment, and they can arrive early tomorrow morning at the latest."

"How did he find our ......" Yan Wu scratched her head and said suspiciously.

"I guess I saw the banner of our army." Zhao Shuo showed a hint of a smile.

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Early the next morning, Zhao Shuo, who had not slept all night, stood at the entrance of the camp and looked into the distance.

Around midnight, a group of centaurs began to appear in sight. The closer these people go, the more solemn Zhao Shuo's face became. Although the main generals such as Ju Zheng and Zhang Chujiu all hung colors, they were all still alive, but the original army of more than 2,000 people was only eight or nine hundred people left at the moment, and it was still eight or nine hundred people who were mostly wounded.

Looking at the returning remnants of the wounded generals, Zhao Shuo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He swore that this breath must come out.