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1709. Chapter 1709 Xiangye is a smart man [3]

Yan Junqing raised his eyebrows, smiled evilly, and said, "I never make jokes!" After saying that, he raised the curtain and went out.

A monster is a monster. Even though Ye Jiangxue had been facing him for so long, her heartbeat could not help but skip a beat when she saw his evil and charming smile!

In the Shen Kingdom's military camp, the soldiers who were captured alive were tied up one by one and thrown in front of the military camp. Ling Zhexiao carried a bottle of wine and leaned against the tent, squinting at the prisoners.

"Your Majesty, how are you doing?" General Weilong asked, pointing at the prisoners.

Ling Zhexiao smiled evilly, "I'm afraid Yan Junqing won't admit defeat so easily?"

General Weilong frowned, "What should we do? Our food and grass are seriously insufficient. I don't know why the country doesn't send people to supply food and grass. How can we fight without food and grass?"

Ling Zhexiao lowered his head and took a sip of wine, with a fierce look in his eyes, "I'm afraid someone doesn't want me to win this battle, right?"

"Impossible, Your Majesty!" General Weilong said solemnly. Nowadays, there is no one in the Shen Kingdom who does not submit to Ling Zhexiao. How could anyone hold back from behind?

"General Weilong, bring me a bow!" Ling Zhexiao threw the wine on the ground, took the bow and arrow handed over by General Weilong, drew it full, and shot towards the prisoner at the gate, without hesitation, hitting the man in the middle.

The prisoner suddenly stood up, then fell softly.

Ling Zhexiao laughed: "General Weilong, come and play too!"

"Yes!" General Weilong took the bow and arrow, directly attached three bows and arrows, and shot at the prisoners gathered together. All of them were hit on the shoulders. There was a panic and loss among the prisoners, accompanied by several groans of pain.

"Okay, now I can take revenge on my general!"

General Weilong laughed and wanted to draw an arrow. Ling Zhexiao glared hard, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said: "Here he comes!"

General Weilong hurriedly put down his bow and arrow and looked into the distance. Sure enough, there was dust flying in the distance. After a while, he saw several carriages carrying grain and grass coming over, but the leading general looked familiar!

"It's Zheng Jiang!" General Weilong exclaimed.

Ling Zhexiao took the bow and arrow and shouted: "Stop there, take one step forward and I will release the arrow!"

Zheng Jiang looked at Ling Zhexiao in panic. Behind him was Yan Junqing's dagger on his waist, and in front of him was Ling Zhexiao's bow full of arrows. Now he was in a dilemma!

He originally thought that Yan Junqing only had a false reputation, but he turned out to be an extremely difficult guy. What he didn't expect was that Yan Junqing had long known that he was a spy!

I thought that if my identity was exposed, I would definitely die, but who knew that Yan Junqing actually asked me to deliver food and grass!

"Emperor Shen, the last general is here to deliver food and grass!" Zheng Jiang shouted loudly.

Ling Zhexiao stared at the green curtain and said coldly: "Then open the curtain and unload the grain and grass! The man is standing there. If not, I will immediately order the arrow to be fired!" Looking at Yan Junqing standing there coldly,

, he still had certain concerns, but looking at Yan Junqing's expression, it seemed that he didn't take him seriously at all.

A slight change occurred in his heart. Is his persistence for so many years worth it? If one day, he is desperate and falls into his hands, will he kill himself? He looked at Yan Junqing, with no answer in his heart.

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