Walking out of the cell where Bi Qingcui was held, Miao Junfeng came to the cell where Huang Fuming was held.

"Miao Junfeng, don't think that what you just said will make me feel relieved of you, the two of us are in a situation where we are not dying. Don't let me out, once I'm out! I'm going to kill you! ”

Huang Fuming, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, stared at Miao Junfeng with red eyes, and his words revealed Sen Han's killing intent.

"I remember your words, and I'm waiting for you to kill me. However, with your heart, even if you are given another hundred years, you will not be able to kill me! ”

"Then I'll wait until a hundred years from now to kill you! I don't believe that I can't kill you traitor with my efforts! ”

"Hey! O fearless to the ignorant! Fortunately, you are not the crown prince of the imperial court, otherwise, the imperial court is in danger. Miao Junfeng shook his head as he spoke, and walked out towards the gate of the military prison.

Huang Fuming clasped his hands together and squeaked the edge of the wooden bed. He hated Miao Junfeng so much, this was a great humiliation to himself!

With Huang Fuming's accident, the atmosphere and morale of the entire military camp have recovered a little. The marshal even dared to lock up His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, and in front of him, he didn't want to kill them.

Just when the turmoil in Huangfu Ming's prison was about to fade, a series of rapid horses' hooves sounded from the barracks. The first of them was General Wu Jie, who was in charge of logistics support in the Western Army.

Among the entourage beside him, Wu Decai, who had disappeared for many days, was impressively listed.

"Where is the marshal?" Wu Jie, who turned over from his horse, asked the soldiers who were patrolling.

"Back to the general, the marshal is in the big tent of the Chinese army." The soldier bowed and replied truthfully.

"Okay, thank you." Wu Jie was originally a civil servant, but he temporarily became a martial artist because of his needs. Therefore, in terms of etiquette he did better than other generals.

"Bang" The curtain was lifted, and Wu Jie and Wu Decai walked into the Chinese army's tent one after another.

"The last general, Wu Jie, meets the marshal!"

"The last general, Wu Decai, met the general!"

Miao Junfeng put down the map in his hand and looked up at them, especially Wu Decai's body for a while.

"Wu Jie is here! I wonder how much grain and grass you escorted over this time? Miao Junfeng ignored Wu Decai and asked Wu Jie directly.

"Back to the marshal, the emperor's grace is vast, long live after knowing the situation on the front line, he ordered me to prepare a full year's worth of grain and grass for you. At this moment, all the grain and grass are stored in the Eurasian city. ”

As soon as Miao Junfeng heard this, the expression on his face immediately changed. The reason why Wu Jie did this, he didn't know that he was a fool.

"Wu Jie, do you want to use grain and grass to blackmail me and force me to release Huangfu Ming?" Miao Junfeng went straight to the point with a single knife.

"The last general doesn't dare, but as the eighth prince of the imperial court, the deputy marshal of the three armies. Being imprisoned by you before the war is decided will not only affect the morale and morale of the army, but also bring shame to the imperial court.

The last general knew that the marshal was annoyed by his affair with Bi Qinglu. But after all, he was young, strong-blooded, and had always lived in the palace with pampering, and knew very little about the outside world.

Therefore, please be gracious to the marshal and let him out! The last general is also thinking about the marshal! ”

"Wu Jie, I admit that what you said is reasonable, but I will not give in to this matter. If that woman is an ordinary person, for your sake, I will release Huang Fuming immediately.

But do you know that that woman is the little princess of the Jade Fox clan in the Western People's Kingdom? During the war, she didn't stay at home well, what did she do in the camp of our army?

Running and running, I had to fascinate the deputy marshal of our army. If I had a gap with the deputy marshal and we had a quarrel, who would you say would be the biggest beneficiary? ”

Wu Jie stood in place, his expression was very unnatural. Not to mention Wu Decai, who stood side by side with him.

Wu Decai's heart not only hated himself, but also hated Bi Qingcui to death. She was using herself, and she probably didn't know that Miao Junfeng had already seen through her identity.

If Miao Junfeng delves into it, then he will be suspected of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country. Even if you don't dig deeper, you will always stand on the opposite side of Miao Junfeng, and after the crown prince ascends the throne, then your good days will come to an end.

"Poof", Wu Decai knelt down and cried: "Marshal, it's a small one who doesn't notice it for a while, and if you follow the path of the demon girl, please punish the marshal!" ”

The eldest husband can stretch and bend, and he believes that his kneeling will be able to exchange for Miao Junfeng's forgiveness.

"Go out and get fifty sticks for yourself! And then, where to come and where to go, I don't want to see you in the barracks again! Miao Junfeng said with a look of disdain.

"Thank you Marshal for your kindness, the last general will go to lead the army stick by himself." Wu Decai was like being amnestied, and retreated with a roar.

"Wu Jie, he's gone, if you have anything to say, just say it! But no matter what you say, after you say that, immediately let people transport grain and grass from Eurasian City to here. Miao Junfeng said in an unquestionable tone.

"Marshal, the Admiral begs you to release the Deputy Marshal. The Admiral knows that you are not afraid of power, and the reason for this is to strengthen the morale of the army. You also know that there are many people in the DPRK who are hostile to you.

Isn't there their eyeliner in the western barracks? You are not afraid of them, but what about the people behind you? Once you can't resist the attack of the Westerners' army, it will be the people of Li who will suffer from it in this rich land behind you. ”

"I see what you mean. It's just that even if I release Huang Fuming, he can't stay in the barracks anymore.

So be it! You work hard again and send him back to the imperial capital in person. If you are summoned by the Holy Lord, you can say whatever you want, and there is no need to be taboo. As for the grain and grass, you must get it here as soon as possible, and I fear that the storm will come soon.

Once the wind and rain come, even if you have the heart, you can't send grain and grass to the front. ”

"Marshal, do you know something? If you can trust the last general, please tell the marshal one or two, and the last general is willing to share your worries. ”

"It's nothing, it's just that 300,000 troops have been assembled in Petersburg, and the Holy See and the Priesthood have formed a coalition army."

"What! The marshal is not joking! That's a big deal! Wu Jie shouted with his mouth wide open.

"The sky is falling, there is a tall man on top, I haven't even retreated, what are you anxious about! Alright, let's go get someone! If you keep the pestle there, maybe I'll change my mind! ”

"The last general received the order, imploring the marshal to take care of his health, the front line is inseparable from the marshal, and the imperial court is also inseparable from the marshal!"

"Shhhh Be cautious. Beware of the ears on the wall, woe comes from the mouth! ”

Wu Jie, who withdrew from the camp, felt that after he had been involved with Miao Junfeng, his thinking became confused. In the past, clear thinking and firm positions will always float around during this period.

"Hey! The marshal is a strange person, and he works with a strange person, so this thinking naturally cannot be taken away by common sense. Wu Jie tilted his head and showed a faint smile on his face.