112 If it is still

Murong Xueyan didn't expect that what she expected would become a reality.

After several reincarnations, the Northern Qi really used Nangongyi. Before, when the two armies fought, she took a neutral attitude and didn't care, but this time it was about Nangongyi, she couldn't calm down. In Zhao Chen's eyes, she is from Xue Xijian, and it is not surprising that she appears anywhere.

According to the detective's report, after Nangong Yi took over the army, he ruled the army strictly, and the army was coming day and night.

"The Beiqi side has changed Nangong Yi to be the marshal of the army and horses. This is a powerful role." Zhao Chen took the lead in saying, "It is said that when he calmed down the civil strife in the Eastern Wei Dynasty and fought with the rebels, he was like a broken bamboo, and his martial arts and strategy were extraordinary, which was frightening and known as the 'God of War'."

Xue Xijian did not answer, but looked at Murong Xueyan. She should know what kind of person Nangong Yi is. Anyway, they have also been married.

Thinking that Murong Xueyan may meet Nangong Yi on the battlefield this time, Xue Xijian's heart was astringent.

"King Song, do you have any countermeasures?" Zhao Chen asked again.

Xue Xijian thought for a moment and said, "The old way is to do his hands and feet from his grain and grass."

"Is there a spy? I'm afraid it's not that easy to get it." Zhao Chen didn't think so.

"Of course not. Isn't Nangong Yi like an ordinary general?" Xue Xijian did not care about the presence of Rong Xueyan, and said his plan one by one, "King Yue, what I mean is that we can send a few people to mix among the disaster victims outside the city to provoke the disaster and move. Find a way to get the victims to ask Nangongyi for food and fodder..."

"This is a wonderful plan!" Before Xue Xijian finished speaking, Zhao Chen couldn't help praising, "In this way, Nangong Yi's soldiers and horses have lost food and fodder before they started the war, which will definitely make his army unstable!"

"When his army is unstable, let's take the opportunity to make trouble again, and we will definitely kill him!" Xue Xi's swordsmanship.

Zhao Chen looked at Xue Xijian and looked at Rong Xueyan. The corners of his mouth raised a playful smile and asked indifferently, "Why does the King of Song hate Nangong Yi so much?"

"Doesn't the King of Yue want to defeat the enemy?" Xue Xijian skipped off the topic lightly.

Murong Xueyan listened to it for a long time, but she couldn't help it. If their plan succeeds, Nangong Yi will certainly be seriously damaged. And she was so worried about his safety...

No matter how unwilling she is to admit it, she still loves Nangong Yi and cares deeply about him, which is an unchangeable fact.

However, she is trapped in the camp and doesn't know anything about martial arts. What can she do?

The air in the government office made her feel dull and almost suffocated. She went out of the gate and came to the courtyard.

This is the government office of Binzhou. After occupying this city, Zhao Chen and Xue Xijian lived in the government office.

This deserted yard is decadent because the owner is changed, and the flowers and plants are not cared for. Winter is coming, and there is a chill in the air.

The trees at the gate of the courtyard are full of dead branches and rotten leaves. When the wind blows, it blows a large area of fallen leaves.

Murong Xueyan sighed quietly.

"Xue Yan." I don't know when Xue Xijian came behind her.

She didn't look back, didn't want to face his burning eyes, and didn't want to pretend to be nothing after hearing what he planned to do to Nangongyi.

"This is a battle between the two armies, and the soldiers are not tired of cheating. If I don't, I can only destroy it for him." Xue Xijian said softly, "What's more, you should also know that he has defeated you. In my eyes, he is the person I hate the most..."

"If he really falls into your hands one day, I beg you one thing."

"What's the matter?" This was the first time she begged him.

"Let him live." Murong Xueyan sighed, "It is impossible for me and him to go back to the past. But I hope he will live and live safely.

"Good. I promise you."

This long-lost sound of "I" touched Murong Xueyan's heart for no reason.

"Your Majesty, thank you." She thanked gently.

2

Outside Binzhou City, the nearest town is Qinghe Town.

Nangongyi's army is still going to Qinghe Town in the future. Binzhou sent several detectives to sneak into the town and wait for the opportunity to provoke a riot among the victims.

There has been a lot of war these days. On the day Binzhou was captured, many disaster victims poured into Qinghe Town, and Zhao Chen also collected the grain and grass in Qinghe Town as military food. In this border town, disaster victims gathered.

This is a few days before the arrival of Nangong Yi's army.

"My friends, I heard that the court is going to send troops to fight again." A black and thin man said, "After fighting for such a long time, we ordinary people can't even eat. We have to settle this account with them."

"We are the people, how can we fight with officials?" Some disaster victims just shook their heads.

"That is, as the saying goes, 'the people don't fight with officials'. In case they anger the officers and soldiers, will they kill us..." Others echoed.

Another short and fat man opened his mouth and interrupted everyone's words: "Listen to me. We have a lot of people. The generals sent by the court are here to fight, not to kill people. If the officers and soldiers have the courage to kill so many people, the emperor will not be underestimated."

"Yes, today's emperor has always been soft on treacherous ministers. And I heard that the coach this time is Jingwang Nangong Yi. I heard that he is a prince who is personally sympathetic to the people. The black and thin man said.

Another man said, "Yes, let's unite to stop the army from going to the front line. We don't believe that King Jing will not hand over the food!"

"My friends, instead of nibbling on the bark here and waiting to starve to death, it's better to fight and cut off a bowl of scars on the head!" The black and thin man shouted.

"This big brother is reasonable!" Some people are said to be ready to move.

"That's right! In a few days, when the army comes, let's go to King Jing for food and fodder!" More people echoed.

This disaster riot, arranged by Xue Xijian and planned by others, kicked off.

The next day, Nangong Yi led the army through Qinghe Town and suffered his first disaster riot since he joined the army. Those ragged men and women lined up in a line, blocked the army, and shouted for food and grass.

"The war is coming, but I can't agree." Nangong Yi refused at first.

"If King Jing doesn't agree, we won't let King Jing go! If King Jing wants to lead troops to the front line to fight, unless he steps on our bodies!" A few days ago, the black and thin man who instigated the disaster victims took the lead.

"Yes, unless the prince has stepped on our body, the army will not go to the front line to fight against the enemy!" Some of the victims turned red.

"My folks, now that I have been attacked by the allied forces of Southern Vietnam and the Western Song Dynasty, Binzhou City has been lost. If I don't go to retreat from the enemy on the front line, I'm afraid that the war will soon spread here. At that time, it's not sure whether everyone can save their lives or not. Why hinder me now?" Nangong Yi was patient and analyzed it for the disaster victims.

It seems that some people are moved and silent.

"What the prince said is wrong!" The short and fat man retorted, "What will happen to the war in a few days? This is not our concern. If we are going to starve to death now, who will take care of what will happen a few days later?"

"Presumptuous!" Han Xuan, the deputy general of Nangong Yi, said angrily.

"This general, are you going to kill us?" The black and thin man trembled.

"General Han, don't be impatient. Let me think of another way." Nangong Yidao.

Nangong Yi sat on the horse, sometimes looking at the disaster victims in front of him, and sometimes thinking. How to weigh the weight? These disaster victims are guilty of creating riots and movements, but after all, they are the people of Northern Qi. Moreover, these people should have been good people. If it hadn't been for the wolf smoke everywhere, how could they become homeless disaster victims? He thought quietly, and the disaster victims who intercepted the army in front of him were also determined. The two sides are deadlocked and do not give in to each other.

This stalemate lasted from noon to afternoon. Some victims were already hungry and still persisted. However, the soldiers under Nangong Yi are different. After a long journey, the army was tired. After a few hours of hunger, many people were in poor spirits because of hunger.

"Your Majesty, these disaster victims are used to being hungry. Many people can hold on for three days and nights, but our people can't." Han Xuan whispered.

How to deal with it is the best policy?

Do you know the righteousness of them? This trick doesn't work. It has been used before and has no effect. Obviously, there are also some "unruly people" among the more than 100 disaster victims, and they are quite popular among the disaster victims.

Do it? He can't do it. It's more than a hundred lives. During this period of war, Northern Qi's soldiers and generals were defeated, and the blood flowed into a river. He could no longer kill more than 100 people.

Then, he has only one choice left.

"General Han, allocate one-third of the grain and fodder to the disaster victims." Nangong Yi ordered in a low voice.

There was some joy on the faces of the victims, but Han Xuan looked unhesitant and hesitated, "Your Majesty, why is this?"

"This is the only way to solve the problem." Nangong Yi said astringently.

Think of him, Nangong Yi. On the battlefield, he once killed five generals of the enemy army with the strength of one person. He was injured by a flowing arrow, and then he was close to his chest. After passing by death, he still smiled and looked at all sentient beings, but he did not expect that there would be such a day.

Han Xuan took the order and ordered several soldiers to carry grain and fodder.

The war has not yet officially started, and even the shadow of the enemy has not been seen, but let his people fight fiercely. Nangongyi had no choice but to write down the memorial on the spot and ordered people to send it back to Beijing overnight, asking the court to increase food and fodder.

After calming down the disaster riot, the army continued to move forward. By night, Binzhou City was already far away. Nangong ordered the soldiers to be stationed on the spot, thinking about how to win by surprise.

"Your Majesty, according to our detective's report, when Zhao Chen just captured Binzhou a while ago, he was very cruel to the people, burning, killing and looting, and doing all kinds of evil. It is said that the emperor of the Western Song Dynasty couldn't stand it. He killed several soldiers before he suppressed Zhao Chen.

"Xue Xijian..." A few years ago, they had a relationship. At that time, they were still in a cooperative relationship. A few years later, they will meet each other on the battlefield.

What kind of process is life? At that time, Xue Xijian also had a good eye for Murong Xueyan, but now she is no longer alive.

"Xue'er... It would be great if you were still here." Take off his helmet, and one of his gorgeous hair shines in the moonlight.