General Shu, are you going to forget it? The soldier rolled his eyes and continued to ask.

"What do you mean?" Shu Wenye looked at Xiao Bing, his face flashing with puzzlement.

"General Shu, sometimes, no poison is not a husband? You were in Beirong at that time, not to mention under one person, above ten thousand, but you were not as aggrieved as you are today. That Lu Shaoli obviously knew that you were good at leading troops to fight, but he arranged you here, and didn't even let you have a chance to go to the battlefield, he was clearly a personal vendetta, deliberately! Xiao Bing gritted his teeth and said, as if Lu Shaoli was his father-killing enemy.

"This ......" Xiao Bing's words were said to Shu Wenye's heart, but no one said this before, and Shu Wenye's depression could only endure silently.

He has long been very dissatisfied with Zhang Jirin. But Zhang Jirin was deeply used by King Chun, and he couldn't do anything except for two sour sentences.

"General Shu, are you willing to go on like this?" The little soldier continued to fan the flames, and the dissatisfaction, anger and jealousy in Shu Wenye's heart were all aroused.

"What can you do?" There was already madness in Shu Wenye's eyes.

"That's it." The little soldier looked at Shu Wenye and gestured at his neck.

"You!" Shu Wenye's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"General Shu, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, who could have predicted it, besides, don't forget, once Chuzhou is breached, the prince will ...... When the time comes, as long as Lu Shaoli is here, you ...... "The head of Xiaobing's analysis is the Tao." Shu Wenye also nodded in agreement.

In fact, Shu Wenye is usually very shrewd, and such an obvious agitation method and tricks to sow discord will not be unseen.

It's just that the target of provocation is Zhang Jirin, which makes Shu Wenye lose the judgment he should have.

From the arrival of King Chun's army in Beirong, Shu Wenye saw Zhang Jilin for the first time, and now, under the command of King Chun, Zhang Jilin has been pressing him hard, and over time, Shu Wenye has accumulated too much dissatisfaction with Zhang Jilin in his heart.

At this time, as long as someone provokes it slightly, the anger and desire ambition in Shu Wenye's heart are hooked out. Things will get out of hand.

Just now, the little soldiers played this role.

"General Shu." Xiao Bing raised his voice, as if urging Shu Wenye to make a decision quickly.

Shu Wenye pondered for a moment and then had a calculation. Of the 100,000 soldiers and horses, Zhang Jilin took away 40,000, he has 30,000 here, and the remaining 30,000 are on both sides to support.

Although he has few soldiers and horses, he doesn't want to compete with Zhang Jirin, his purpose is to kill Zhang Jirin.

As soon as Zhang Jirin dies, he can take over the soldiers and horses in Zhang Jirin's hands.

"And now are we?" Shu Wenye asked.

"Wait, General Shu, Lu Shaoli and they will be fighting against Long Aotian, we just need to wait for a while, Lu Shaoli is weak and weak, it is easiest to kill Lu Shaoli at this time, and it will not arouse the suspicion of others."

"Listen to you!" Shu Wenye said.

"I wish General Shu success in his plan." The little soldier said very doggedly.

At this time, Zhang Jilin came to the north of Chuzhou with soldiers and horses, and General Long Aotian, who was guarding the city, did not appear, and on the gate of the north of the city was a slightly older grade and a young man who looked no more than twenty years old.

"Dad, why have you never seen the man who led the soldiers over there?" The young man's name is Nie Changfeng, and the middle-aged man next to him is Nie Changfeng's father, Nie Yuan.

The Nie family has been loyal and good for generations, although Nie Changfeng is young, but the tiger father has no dogs, Nie Changfeng followed his father out of the battlefield early to temper. Now he is able to stand on his own.

This time, he followed Nie Yuan to Chuzhou to assist General Long Aotian in defending the city.

Seeing Zhang Jirin under the city, Nie Changfeng was very interested.

"Sure enough, there are talented people in the country." Nie Yuan touched his beard and smiled.

It's not a shame to praise your opponents.

Even from such a distance, Nie Yuan could still see at a glance that Zhang Jirin was different.

Riding straight on a horse, black clothes and black hair, his eyes are like torches. Nie Yuan's eyes have always been vicious, and he can see at a glance that Zhang Jirin is definitely not a thing in the pool.

It's a pity, it's a pity that it's King Chun's people. This made Nie Yuan a little regretful.

"Dad, you are so ambitious to destroy your own prestige." Nie Changfeng snorted, saying such words, there was no sense of displeasure in his mouth.

This thing is very magical, Nie Changfeng looked at Zhang Jilin and also had some regrets, if it wasn't for the hostile state, Nie Changfeng really wanted to get to know Zhang Jirin.

"Who's under the city?" Nie Yuan asked in a deep dantian.

"Lu Shaoli under the command of King Chun!" Zhang Jilin replied calmly.

Nie Yuan nodded appreciatively.

"Changfeng, if you go down, you will meet this Lu Shaoli." Nie Yuan said to Nie Changfeng.

Nie Changfeng nodded, and had already begun to gear up.

"Great Qi Nie Changfeng." Nie Changfeng nodded and reported to his home.

"Please advise." Zhang Jilin nodded.

Nie Changfeng "drove", and the horse rushed out like an arrow off the string.

Zhang Jirin also rushed forward with a spear in his hand. Zhang Jirin's weapon is a silver spear, which is sharp in the wind.

The two quickly got together.

Nie Changfeng's swordsmanship is extremely high, and a dense net is built in the swing of the sword, and Zhang Jirin will really not be able to attack it for a while.

However, Nie Changfeng didn't please either, Zhang Jilin's spear had almost stabbed him several times, and Nie Changfeng felt that he was very close to death.

After a few rounds, Nie Changfeng faintly lost the upper hand.

"Changfeng, come back!" Nie Yuan looked at the entire battlefield on the city wall, watched Nie Changfeng fall down, and directly shouted for Nie Changfeng to come back.

Nie Changfeng was not a reckless person, and he retreated on horseback in a flash. Zhang Jirin did not chase either, and the purpose of coming to attack the city today has been achieved.

Watching Nie Changfeng enter the city, Zhang Jilin also turned over and returned to the camp.

"Lu Gongzi." The people below are all elevated. As soon as his coach went out to fight, the opponent he killed was lost, and Zhang Jirin's morale was high.

"Straighten out the soldiers." Zhang Jilin ordered.

The bottom began to squirm and pack up.

"All soldiers, go forward and reinforce Lu Gongzi!" Shu Wenye turned over and got on the horse, sat on the horse's back and said loudly.

"Yes." The crowd replied in unison. The sound was deafening.

Shu Wenye took the soldiers and began to march in the direction where Zhang Jirin left.

Zhang Jirin and Nie Yuan's soldiers and horses exchanged hands again, but they still won.

Nie Yuan began to close the city without a fight.

Zhang Jirin had no choice but to order to go back with his soldiers and horses.

As soon as I turned back, I saw Shu Wenye coming with someone.

"General Shu?" Zhang Jirin was puzzled, but his eyes flashed with essence.

"Lu Gongzi, the enemy army has mixed into our army, and I will help Lu Gongzi." Shu Wenye flickered.

"Where are the enemy troops?" Zhang Jilin asked as if he didn't know anything.

"Aren't there all enemy troops behind you?" After Shu Wenye finished speaking, he rode a horse and met Zhang Jirin.

"General Shu, what do you mean by that?" Zhang Jilin asked hurriedly while facing Shu Wenye.

"Master Lu, today is your death." Shu Wenye approached Zhang Jilin and said proudly.

"General Shu, are you going to kill me?" Zhang Jirin seemed to have heard something incredible, and roared out very loudly.

"Master Lu, I'm here to help you." Shu Wenye said with a stiff neck.

"Shu Wenye, I didn't expect that you would be a fine work of Daqi." Zhang Jirin didn't pay attention to what Shu Wenye said at all, and began to talk about it to himself.

"Shu Wenye, it's in vain that the lord trusts you so much, I didn't expect you to be a fine work of Daqi, today I will go to the side of the lord to clear the monarch." Zhang Jirin picked Shu Wenye off the horse with a spear.

Shu Wenye flexibly turned over to dodge the spear that Zhang Jirin stabbed over. Zhang Jirin also jumped off the horse and chased after Shu Wenye.

Shu Wenye was shocked, he didn't expect Zhang Jirin's martial arts to be so high, and he had worked together for so long, Shu Wenye didn't expect that Zhang Jirin's martial arts were above him, and there was only one possibility that Zhang Jilin was usually hiding his strength.

Something flashed in Shu Wenye's mind, but he didn't have time to grab it.

"Shu Wenye, you are really disappointed by the prince." Zhang Jirin was very relaxed, and he was able to ridicule Shu Wenye while fighting with Shu Wenye.

"Lu Shaoli, who are you?" Shu Wenye asked the doubts in his heart.

"Go ask Hades." Zhang Jirin smiled slightly. The spear stabbed directly into Shu Wenye's chest. Shu Wenye's eyes widened until he died.

"Master Lu, this ......" A large group of people under his subordinates ran over sparsely.

They haven't figured out why Lu Shaoli and Shu Wenye are fighting, which will make Shu Wenye dead.

"Shu Wenye is a fine work of Daqi, and he is innocent of death." Everyone is dead, whatever Zhang Jirin says.

"Daqi's fine work?"

"How is that possible!"

"Shu Wenye should be damned."

There was a lot of talk at the bottom.

"Back to camp!" Zhang Jirin said loudly.

"Lord, I'm back." Zhang Jilin strode into the camp tent. King Chun was reading the battle report.

"Win?" King Chun stood up, seemingly not surprised at all by Zhang Jirin's victory.

"Lord, there is one more thing for my subordinates to report." Zhang Jirin knelt on the ground and did not get up.

"What's the matter, get up and say." King Chun asked suspiciously.

"The subordinates have found out that Shu Wenye is a fine work of Daqi, and the subordinates have corrected him on the spot."

Zhang Jirin got up and said respectfully.

"What?!" King Chun took a few steps back in surprise.

"Lord,." Zhang Jirin's waist bent lower.

"Shu Wenye! What a Shu Wenye! ”

King Chun looked up to the sky and sighed.

"The Lord mourns." Zhang Jirin said lightly.

"The Lord mourns." Although the other generals in the camp were also in a fog and didn't know what was going on, they still said in unison.

"Win, don't leave, you go down." King Chun seemed to wave his hand tiredly.

Lu Shaoli saluted and retreated respectfully.

Just out of the camp, the respect on Lu Shaoli's face disappeared cleanly.

Didn't King Chun hint to him that he could get rid of Shu Wenye?

In the camp, everyone went out, and King Chun put away the grief on his face.

"If you want to blame, blame you for being from Beirong." King Chun said lightly.