Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 704 Wen Rong tells Jiu Qing about the war
Huan Se took her fist and wrapped it into the palm of her hand, her eyes deep and gentle.

"Want to marry me?"

Lie Jiuqing's heart beat violently, her lips trembled slightly, and she hummed softly.

He lifted her chin, held the broken hair around her ears away, and carefully rubbed the wound she had bitten last night with his fingertips.

"No one will bless you."

Lie Jiuqing's pupils shrank, fearing that his loosening was an illusion, so she clasped his hand hard and stared at him without blinking.

He looked back, but the bottom of his deep eyes could not be seen, "Don't you care?"

She just shook her head and said in a hushed voice: "Your family will be disappointed, sad, and angry because you married a slave. They will lose their love. They will even be in pain for the rest of their lives because they chose the wrong person."

He asked in a low voice: "Don't you care?"

"Do not."

She raised her head and wanted to kiss him, but he couldn't reach him.

He lowered his head and let her kiss him on the corner of his lips.

Lie Jiuqing thought a lot. No matter how angry Wen Rong was, he would always pamper her, indulge her, and make her lawless forever.

"They will definitely accept the person I choose. What I care about most is how to be your wife, how to have you upright, and how to advance and retreat with you."

Huanse's throat rolled, and she looked at her quietly, "What if... you can't even have me?"

"why?"

Lie Jiuqing was stunned for a moment, looking away at the smoke of gunfire in the distance and listening carefully for the sound of the horn.

Lie Jiuqing saw his deep eyes and followed his gaze, "Is that a war?"

"Ah."

Huanse nodded, "As October approaches, many foreign tribes will begin to invade, and they will do so intermittently until next spring."

You can see some from the highest point of Pi Mountain, but it's not clear, but you can see the black spots left behind by the soldiers and horses, which are dead people. Looking from a distance, you can imagine the tragedy.Outside the north of the city, there are stretches of mountains, rivers, deserts, as well as towns and villages, but most of them are filled with dead bodies.

"Such an attack seems pointless and will only kill people for no reason."

Lowering his head happily, Lie Jiuqing was staring at the hand intertwined with his.

His throat rolled, and he said softly: "The first march is to attract attention, and more soldiers and horses are to rob the surrounding towns of food and livestock. Killing a few people is just a strategy for them."

Huan Se's words are a little indifferent, but they are true.

Looking over here, we can see that some villages have already suffered disaster.

"Use people as bait in exchange for resources..."

Lie Jiuqing felt a little uncomfortable, "Don't they care about people from the government or the army?"

"trade off."

With these two words, Lie Jiuqing felt a chill in his heart.

Huanse looked to the north silently and said indifferently: "Further north from Liangcheng is the place of exile. Most of the places of exile are refugees, sinners or desperadoes from all over the world who were forced to die. They can't get there. From the distant Youzhou, I came to the place of exile to survive, relying on other small countries to survive."

"There are thousands of these people every year, and they will do anything to get a bite to eat. They will do anything to stay alive."

Lie Jiuqing was startled, and looked at her with joyful eyes downcast.

"They are obedient running dogs. They bite whoever their master tells them to bite. In fact, they are not much of a threat."

"It's just that there are a lot of them, they pair up in groups, and they carry out guerrilla plunder day and night. They will constantly distract the government's energy and troops and take the opportunity to attack and assassinate, creating chaos and panic, so as to create better offensive conditions for the main force."

Lie Jiuqing suddenly understood, "The so-called trade-off is to sacrifice some of the lives and homes of the people in exchange for more accurate judgments, just to hit the target with the smallest loss in exchange for the greatest benefit."

Her eyes were full of clarity, and she said in a cheerful voice, "Yes, this is war."

(End of this chapter)