Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1177: Infinitely Long Death

Nanling fought against Xiliang!

As soon as the imperial list came out, the entire imperial city was a sensation.

How many years has the Nanling border been calm? It's been more than ten years, and no war has been fought for more than ten years.

Now that Leng Buding heard that the war had begun, and that the emperor's list had appeared, people were trembling after the sensation.

Street restaurants and restaurants are full of people gathered in one place.

The news can be said to shake the whole imperial city.

When the hustle and bustle of the discussion in the city was over, hundreds of officials in the court hall were not idle, and they racked their brains to think of a solution.

However, there are countless ways, none of them have actual reference value, all of them were stunned by King Nanling who just returned to the dynasty.

Time passed little by little, and the frozen imperial city began to warm up slowly.

When the news of the war spread throughout Nanling, the canal thaw.

Hundreds of thousands of troops immediately crossed the canal.

The sailing boat heading for the northwest border crowded the entire canal and looked densely like a ant crossing the river from a distance.

Feng Qingbai and Feng Moyu personally went to the dock to see off the generals. A cordon was pulled around the pier, and the people were kept far away from the cordon.

"Uncle Huang, can we win?" Feng Moyu asked, looking at the distant ship.

The March River wind blew ashore, making the two men's robes hunt.

The voice of the man's Qingyue came from the wind, firm and calm, always calm, "Of course it can."

Feng Qingbai has never doubted whether this battle can be won.

Nanling will definitely win.

On the battlefield, there is Qin Xiao, a veteran of the battlefield, and the location of Xiliang will not pose much threat to Qin Xiao.

Moreover, he always felt that the new emperor Baliang of Xiliang was definitely not a brainless man. He first ascended the throne, and no matter how ambitious he was, he would not recklessly provoke war when the foundation was unstable. Such a move would do no good to him.

This battle is strange.

The war will not last long.

Baiguan followed the emperor and the king of Nanling off to the pier, and the Yangxin Hall was very quiet.

The queen queen sat on the soft couch and slowly read the scriptures, seemingly unaffected by the war.

The old lady did not dare to disturb her easily. The queen queen read the scriptures much slower than before, but she didn't notice it.

After returning from Xinghua Village, Liang Douer stayed at the Nanling Palace and did not follow up with the Royal Palace.

The blood is thicker than the water, and the traction of the blood veins cannot be matched by the effort of others.

In this way, Qingbai and Liu Yusheng always accompany the two Douer, and they have long lost the child ’s strangeness to them. When they stayed in the palace, they did not cry.

Strangely enough, the empress did not ask to be brought to the palace again.

This is the exception.

"What time is it now?" The eyes still fell on the scriptures, the queen mother asked softly.

"It's noon to return to the Empress." The old man paused, and retorted, "The assembly army should have set off."

"Ok."

No more words after that.

In the silence, the sky darkened little by little, the night fell and the night shrouded.

A mountain stream somewhere on the northwestern border. Qin Xiao just took someone away from an ambush and hid it there for a little trimming.

The First World War was drummed up, and now the battle has been fought for a full month.

"Mao Taihe is afraid of crying now. I thought that by being familiar with the terrain, we would be defeated, and we would look down on our Nanling army too."

"How many of them have we wiped out this month? There have been tens of thousands of waves, right?"

"Absolutely." Lieutenant General sat on the ground and laughed. "General Qin's tactics are the kind of generals that have not even been on the battlefield. What kind of generals can I compete with? I guess that only understands the talk on paper and loses so many times. Enough to remember the lesson. "

The soldiers wore their faces with exhaustion, but they saw no signs of embarrassment, and their eyes were bright.

In the past few months, they had guerrilla warfare with each other, cut off the offensive front that the other side rushed into several sections, and then pursued them in circles to kill each other.

Mao Taihe can be said to have been defeated repeatedly.

Among the Nanling soldiers, some even joked privately about how many times the Maotai River cried.

"For a moment of trimming, continue to circle the North Road and ambush from the pass over there, leading the enemy to ambush."

"Understand, just like they just wanted to ambush us, let's give them another way and let them taste it!"

At the same time, Maotai He was sitting in the camp with the rest of his subordinates gray-faced, and listening to the bad news from his subordinates, his face turned blue.

For more than a month, for more than thirty days, the two armies fought, and the other side hardly lost any personnel. Instead, on his side, he took the initiative to declare war, one after another was beaten by the opponent one by one, and so far he has sacrificed 12,000 soldiers!

Such a record, even if he wins in the end, there is no glory on the face!

"Come, find the good lady!"

The maiden's tent was not far from the general's tent, and soon someone was ordered to call.

Inside the barracks, in a spacious tent, the delicate woman's eyes were red, her face twisted and stared at her arms.

Those bare arms were covered with abscesses of various sizes, and yellow-red liquid overflowed around the edges of the sores, emitting a sickening stench.

And this kind of pus is still spreading upwards.

"Xue Qinglian!" He favored each word, clenched his five fingers, and overstretched his hands so that his back was bare.

This sore has been raging on her for more than a month, starting with her little arm, from one, to two, to one piece! Keep spreading!

She is a niece, and she is good at poisoning. If you see this situation, how can you not know that she is poisoned?

Except Xue Qinglian, don't do what he wants!

And she didn't even know when and where the other party poisoned her!

Xue Qinglian did not let her violently violently, but in this way of chronic poisonous cannibalism, let her clearly feel what life is better than death!

Every time the sore spreads, her panic increases!

Just like someone deliberately stretches the process of death in front of you indefinitely, allowing you to experience the moment when you step into death, you can do everything you can to struggle, but you can't change the fate of death.

"Good at the maiden, the general is pleased!" A voice came from outside the awning.

"Tell the general, I'll be right there." He looked, but his tone of speech was as natural as usual.

I wiped the medicine powder covering the scent on my arm, pulled down the sleeves, and enjoyed the calmness when I walked out of the tent. There was no clue on my face.

Passing by a small awning next to me, I heard the baby crying inside, without stopping.

In the little awning, looking at the back of the woman who did not turn away, the girl sighed silently, and looked at the little baby in her arms with pity.

The little master is one year old, his face has grown, and the pink and pink are like the ones in the painting. You can see the exquisiteness from only the five senses, and it must be very good in the future. After being a little older, unless crying, I will stop crying.

(End of this chapter)