The reborn prince's wife

There was chaos in the military camp on the southern border, King Ling was seriously injured and unconscious, with arrow wounds all over his body, and the prince was also injured, but luckily it was only a skin trauma. After the military doctor quickly stopped the bleeding and bandaged him, he went into King Ling's tent to treat his wounds .

The crown prince drew an arrow to stop King Ling's bleeding behind the screen, while the others were discussing matters in the deputy general's tent. The impulsive general was about to rush out to avenge King Ling, but fortunately the deputy stopped him in time.

"Bashan, don't worry, wait until the general wakes up. This fact is strange. Our horses are all together. How could there be a problem with the team that chased us?" At this moment, he frowned tightly, puzzled.

"Wanli, do you mean that there are spies in our battalion?" Bashan is a soldier of the Vanguard Battalion. Go and cut him."

Wan Li rubbed his forehead with a headache, if he knew who it was, would he still be frowning here?

"Xiang Bei, what do you think?" Lieutenant General Wan Li asked the military adviser Hu Shi, who has always had a lot of ideas.

"I checked the horse brought back by His Royal Highness just now. It should not be poisoned. The horse's hooves are covered with a kind of grass called Rao Xu, which is most likely stepped on on the way." Hu Xiangbei is already 50 years old. He has a lot of experience in the army. He fought with King Ling and Emperor Xian, and he has a lot of prestige in the army.

Vice-General Wan nodded and murmured: "The general is unconscious now, and His Highness the Crown Prince has no military experience. Now it's up to you all. We are the think tank of His Highness the Crown Prince. We must not be impulsive and make mistakes."

"Deputy General Wan is very right. Now is an extraordinary period, and we must not be careless." Hu Junshi seconded.

"Then let those Nanming people go on rampant?" Bashan yelled angrily, as if he would not give up.

"Keep your momentum, you will always avenge King Ling." Prince Qi Ziming walked in suddenly, his face was ugly, and he stretched out his hands to cover his waist when he sat down. His waist was injured, not serious, but it was also very serious convenient.

"How is Your Highness injured?" Looking at his expression, Wan Li couldn't help feeling worried. He always knew that His Highness the Crown Prince's medical skills are excellent, but after all, he doesn't heal himself.

"No serious problem." Qi Ziming waved his hand and asked Wan Li to explain the current situation one by one. They are now in an embarrassing situation. Ling Wang's coma has been temporarily suppressed, but it can't be covered for a few days. Qi Ziming himself The doctor knew very well that King Ling was seriously injured, and he even hoped to send him back to Caozhou City for treatment. After all, the environment in the city is better.

But the absence of the commander-in-chief in front of the battle will greatly affect the momentum. Moreover, King Ling has led the army for many years and has already become the god of war in the eyes of the soldiers. If he is not present, I am afraid that it will not only affect the momentum.

"Report." At this moment, the soldier outside the door shouted loudly, and after getting permission, he came in and delivered a secret report. The prince immediately opened it to check, and his complexion changed slightly.

"The third princess of Nanming died in Caozhou City, and the news has been sent back to Nanming." Qi Ziming clenched his fist slightly, and all kinds of news flowed together in his heart, but he still couldn't find the source to entangle it, "I'm afraid there will be another one in the near future." A bad fight."

Originally, they didn't think that Nanming would fight them with swords and guns. They even thought that the disappearance of the royal family was just an excuse. Now it seems... things are much more complicated than they imagined. The emperor of Nanming loved the three princesses very much, and now he died in the On the land of Ling country, it is natural to give an explanation.

"This matter... I'm afraid it can't be done well." Qi Ziming murmured, and looked up at Wanli, "We have to prepare for a protracted battle. The emperor's uncle is seriously injured. I think we should send him to Caozhou City for treatment. The conditions are poor and not conducive to treatment.”

Wan Li frowned, he doesn't know medical skills, so he should trust the prince, but the situation is serious now, if King Ling is sent to Caozhou City, all the soldiers will naturally not submit to the prince, and he is just a lieutenant general, it's hard to be a high-ranking officer. They don't need Nanming to attack, they will be torn apart internally.

"The general thinks it's inappropriate." After thinking about it for a while, Wan Li explained his reasons again. The crown prince frowned, naturally he had thought of everything he said.

"Okay, I will send someone to Caozhou City for a while to get some herbs, and hope that the emperor can wake up soon." According to his estimation, although the bleeding has been stopped and the medicine has been applied for such a serious injury, it will still hurt. Fever, as for how awake a person depends on when the fever subsides.

"Please Your Highness." Wan Li bowed very politely.

Qi Ziming frowned slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "Since I have come to the barracks, I naturally want to advance and retreat with all the soldiers. Now that the emperor is seriously injured and comatose, it is up to us all to unite. I don't take Ben Gong seriously, I don't care about these things, as long as I can win battles, avenge my uncle, and win face for our Daying, that's all."

When he said this, everyone's faces were brightened, and they all lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"Report." The soldiers outside the tent hurried in after getting their permission. Seeing so many people in the big tent, they didn't know whether to speak or not.

"Speak up if you have anything to do." This is Vice-General Wan's tent. The soldiers came in to find the Vice-General, but seeing His Highness the Crown Prince was there, they turned to the Prince and said, "Someone just sneaked into the tent of the General, and my subordinates heard that someone was in the tent. Fighting followed, the military doctor is out of breath, and the last general has subdued him, what should the general do?"

"How is the general?" Qi Ziyan was surprised and asked hastily.

"When the last general entered, that person hadn't reached the general's bed." The person replied.

"Well done." Qi Ziyan felt relieved, luckily he was fine, and said in a deep voice, "Tie people up and bring them in, and send people to guard outside the general's camp, and no one is allowed to come in or out."

Wan Li nodded. The Crown Prince was impeccable in his work. It seemed that he really underestimated His Highness the Crown Prince.

Junshi Hu looked at the soldier who came in silently, frowning slightly. Wan Li had known him for many years, so he naturally understood what his expression meant, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a problem?"

"That person just now... I seem to have seen him somewhere." Hu Xiangbei turned his head in thought, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen this person.

"There are so many people in the army, and the military adviser may not have seen everyone." Bashan laughed twice and said casually.

Hu Xiangbei didn't pay attention to him, instead he lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

"General Qi, that man... the assassin just now, he killed himself." A trembling voice came from outside the door.