Strategy of Prince's Concubine's Rebellion

Chapter 778: A little look full of expectations
Xiang Yingxue was even more confused.

His eyebrows furrowed into a small whirlpool.

“But, as Brother Zhou Jing said, the border guard was not replaced.

Then the generals you and I have personally promoted and cultivated, coupled with the firecrackers and cannons, can be on a par with Murong Chen.

Why did brother Zhou Jing say that if you and I don't go back, the border town will be lost? "

"because."

Zhou Jing slowly rubbed Princess Yingxue's pale face.

"Because the current leader of the border town is your royal brother Xiang Jingming!"

Brother Huang!

How is this possible, Brother Huang!

Xiang Yingxue almost jumped up in shock.

The emperor doesn't understand the art of war and is not a general, so how can he defend the city?

not to mention.
What's more, the emperor's brother is cowardly and dull-minded by nature. I'm afraid that a few good generals will be messed up by his command.

"Is my father an old fool?
What's the difference between doing this and letting the emperor die?
What on earth is he thinking!

How to do how to do?
I don't want my brother to be captured and imprisoned like me.

How to do how to do? "

"Xue'er, calm down!"

Zhou Jing grabbed both of her wrists and forced her to look at him.

“So we have to rush back and help him.

otherwise"

Zhou Jing didn't have the heart to say the next words.

"Yes, go back and help the emperor!

We must help Brother Huang! "

Xiang Yingxue nervously shouted to the driver: "Faster! Faster!"

Zhou Jing knew that Murong Chen's cavalry were elite, and all of them were horses unique to the Yan Kingdom.

Each horse is carefully selected and has its own unique identity.

This kind of horse was only used by the royal family of Yan State in the past.

Nowadays, during this special period, it can only be used by the elite cavalry of King Chen.

No matter how greedy the others looked at it, they couldn't get one even though they tried their best.

He was afraid that he would be easily caught up by King Chen like last time.

Four carriages and highly skilled drivers were specially arranged.And he didn't bring any guards.

Prevent the carriage from being too heavy and slowing it down.

However, even so, he may not be able to withstand the pursuit of Murong Chen's thousand-mile horse.

Fortunately
He made careful plans.

If it goes well, maybe this time, that beast Murong Chen can be put to death!
"What do you think, Father?

Why would the emperor be allowed to defend the city? "

Xiang Yingxue was overexcited, and only disappointment and worry remained on her face.

Zhou Jing felt anxious when he saw her breathing rapidly.

He bent down and took out an animal skin water bag from under the carriage bench.

After unscrewing it, I fed her a few mouthfuls.

Set the water bag aside.

Then he rested her head on his shoulder, hugged her tightly, and spoke softly.

"After you were captured by King Chen, Zhang Yong and I tried every means to go to Wan'an City to rescue you.

Zi Yan even used all your dead soldiers.

But unexpectedly, Murong Chen probably escaped once because of you, so the guards were tighter this time.

We tried various methods, but we couldn't even enter within thirty miles of the Yan army's camp.

Maybe there was too much noise.

It didn't take long for everyone to know that King Chen was still alive and had kidnapped the Chu princess again.

The emperor naturally knew it too. "

"Then what's your father's performance?"

Xiang Yingxue looked at Zhou Jing with a slight dodge in her eyes.

He was obviously full of expectations, but there was also a sense of unconfidence emanating from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Jing caught a glimpse of Xiang Yingxue's energetic and expectant appearance, and was speechless for a moment.

After a while, he said perfunctorily: "Your Majesty. Your Majesty is naturally very sad."

"Oh."

Xiang Yingxue responded and lowered her eyes.

Brother Zhou Jing clearly said that his father was very sad and missed him very much.

Why do I still feel an inexplicable sense of loss in my heart?

(End of this chapter)