Help!The god of war is in love with me

Chapter 242 Almost done

Bai Mingyu sneered: "Is General Bian in a hurry? If you hadn't bewitched the emperor, how could the Bai family army have lost so many people?"

"Nan Wang, don't put a hat on this general, these are all decisions made by the emperor."

All the soldiers held knives in their hands, and watched them quarreling with hesitant expressions. These two people, who should they listen to.

At this time, there was a slight coughing sound from under the tree, and Baoshun hurried over, squatted down, and lifted the emperor's body.

He couldn't afford to offend these two people, and he didn't dare not to listen. Now the only one who can make the decision is the emperor.

The emperor covered the back of his head, feeling the pain. He closed his eyes slightly, remembering what happened before he fainted.

He looked at Brother Wang who was standing there straight, very good, he still has the guts to come back.

"Nan Wang, how dare you do anything to me."

Bai Mingyu said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is just an expedient measure. King Kun's goal has always been His Majesty's life. His Majesty's life is related to the entire Dashuo, so it must not be sloppy."

Baoshun felt that he wanted to stand up, so he exerted some force on his arms. The emperor stood up, opened his arms, and saw that a piece of fabric on his chest was torn. Other than that, he didn't feel any discomfort.

Assuming that what he said is the truth, but he also wants to save face, knock him out in front of the soldiers, how can he give orders after that.

"How about the barracks?"

"It has been destroyed by King Kun, the place is not safe now, we should find another place to set up tents."

Yu Cong rushed here and knelt on the ground: "One batch of food was rescued, and the other batch was burned."

Bai Mingyu asked: "How long can the food in the city last?"

"About a week." According to the previous number of people, it would only take a few days.

Bai Mingyu implored: "Your Majesty, it is important to solve the food issue now, and we should send the letter back to the capital as soon as possible."

The emperor himself couldn't bear the hunger, so how could he let all the soldiers go hungry, so he said, "I will write a letter immediately to transfer the food."

Bian Xi saw that they were discussing and looking harmonious, so he couldn't help but interject.

"Your Majesty, although Nan Wang said that he hurt you out of desperation, all the soldiers have seen it. If Nan Wang does not punish you for his actions, how can he convince the public?"

The emperor felt that what he said was reasonable, and this kind of behavior could not be encouraged.

"Come here, take Nan Wang to the staff for twenty."

Most of the survivors guarding here are the Bai family army, they refused to accept it and said: "Your Majesty, if the prince hadn't acted out of desperation, I am afraid that the emperor would have died by now, and he will be punished, what is the law of heaven."

When one person speaks out, the people behind are much more courageous: "That's right, you can't punish the prince."

The emperor frowned, showing a look of embarrassment, the army's morale must be stable, but his behavior must not encourage it.

Bai Mingyu said respectfully, "I accept the punishment voluntarily."

He took off his armor and stood there straight. Yu Cong was holding the stick, but he couldn't let go of it. In the past, it was the prince who punished them.

When Bian Xi saw his man wielding a stick, he was afraid that his hand would be too light, so Bian Xi snatched the stick, lifted it up, and landed heavily on him.

Bai Mingyu didn't even frown, but Bian Xi felt that the blow was light, so he used more force.

The stick hit him and broke two joints in an instant.

The emperor felt that this was too much, coughed lightly and said, "It's almost done."

Bian Xi understood what the emperor meant, he didn't have a lot of strength left, but he could teach Bai Mingyu a lesson.

As night fell, they rested at the same place. He retreated with his shirt on, lying on the tree trunk, and Yu Cong took medicine to treat his wound.

Seeing the bruises on the prince's body, he immediately felt that the punishment they received before was just a small fight.This is too serious.

Seeing that everyone was resting, Bian Xi walked quietly into the depths of the woods, he spread his palms, and the pigeon smelled the smell, immediately flew down and stood on his arm.

He stuffed the letter into the pigeon's leg, raised his arm, and the pigeon immediately flew into the sky.

After finishing this, he looked around vigilantly, making sure that no one was going back.

The carrier pigeon was shot before it flew out of the woods, and the dark guard took the letter from the carrier pigeon and left the place.

After treating the wounds on Bai Mingyu's body, he pulled up his clothes, put them on, and walked towards the woods. The dark guard handed over the letter with both hands.

He opened his eyes, and Yu Cong leaned over: "Before, the prince suspected that there was an inner ghost in the army. I didn't expect that the inner ghost had such a big position. No wonder every time I lost every battle, I lost a lot of Bai family's army."

Bai Mingyu frowned: "This matter is not that simple, if there is no one behind him, how can he play such a big game of chess."

"My lord, what should we do?"

"Keep an eye on him." Bai Mingyu said.

He sent secret guards to escort the grain transported out of the capital, and he was worried that someone would attack the grain.

After this war, both sides rested and recuperated, as if they had agreed that no one would take action, and the food consumption was faster than originally calculated.

The original week's food was eaten in three days. In addition to meeting the needs of the army, they also helped the victims of the disaster in the city.

On this day, when Yu Lai delivered food to the disaster-stricken area, Shen Zhiyue saw that the amount had shrunk: "Is there not enough food?"

Yu Cong pursed his lips tightly. This matter is a matter in the military, so it is inconvenient to tell outsiders.

Seeing him like this, Shen Zhiyue knew it was true. After Yu Cong left, she took people to the mountains to see if there was anything to eat.

She accidentally stepped on the air and fell down the slope. When Yu Qing saw it, he jumped down and held her arm.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Shen Zhiyue moved her hands and feet, and she was able to walk without any problems, but her waist hurt a little, her eyes glanced at the ground unintentionally.

She squatted up and picked up the leaf to check. It looked a bit like a potato leaf. She was really grateful to her parents who were farming. She knew all kinds of grains since she was a child.

Shen Zhiyue digs the soil, picks up small potatoes the size of a fist, a nest full, there are really potatoes here, and now they are saved.

Yu Qing had never seen this thing before: "Little madam, what is this?"

"Potatoes, this one has a strong sense of satiety, we are saved, dig it quickly."

There were a lot of potatoes growing in this area, and they harvested two full baskets, and Yu Qing went to the barracks with her on his back.

She ran up to Bai Mingyu and hugged him, "Why don't you come to see me, I miss you so much."

She came to the barracks to dress up in men's clothing, and she saw two big men hugging each other from a distance, which attracted the attention of the soldiers in the army.

Shen Zhiyue put her hands on his back and squeezed it from time to time, causing his wounds, she couldn't help frowning.

Yu Cong felt pain when he looked at it, but the prince didn't say anything, he couldn't help but said: "Little madam, the prince is injured, you are pressing his wound."

Shen Zhiyue hurriedly let go of her hand, with a vicious look: "Yu Cong, you didn't protect the prince well?"

Yu Cong opened his mouth, saw the warning eyes of the prince, and chose not to say anything. It was because he failed to protect the prince. It was obviously the prince who took the initiative to be punished, and he couldn't stop him at all.

Seeing that she couldn't hold a fart for a long time, Shen Zhiyue pushed his tent and began to tear his clothes.

(End of this chapter)