Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 35 The Dragon Has Reverse Scales, If You Touch It, You Will Die (39)

The guard's letter arrived at the border more than ten days later.

More than half of the fighting in the southern kingdom has been fought, and it seems that the teacher will be able to return to the dynasty in a month or two.

The wind at the border carries fine sand grains, and the air is dry and cold in late autumn and early winter.

The wind, the knife, the frost and the sword are pressing against each other.

The high-ranking officials and dignitaries who live far away in the capital, singing and dancing, cannot understand it.

Make a battle plan at night, lead troops to battle during the day, return to the camp victoriously, and then stay in the big tent and think about how to fight tomorrow's battle.

Day after day, sleepless and tireless, Han Xin was like a puppet without emotion, repeating the same thing.

Everyone in the barracks was wondering, why did the general seem to be desperate for his life, and he forced himself to squeeze until the end of half a year in a country that could only be conquered in a year?

Han Xin is the invincible god of war in the eyes of the soldiers. With the dragon spear, the thunder and the bloody wind are set off by him alone.

Fierce, domineering, and arrogant, Han Xin is a king born on the battlefield, a life-threatening Shura who came up from hell.

But only he himself knows who he is working so hard for.

Today's city was broken, Han Xin led the crowd back to the barracks, the air still seemed to be mixed with a faint smell of blood.

He turned over and got off the horse, a few drops of unwiped blood were splashed on the silver armor, his brows were cold and hard, and the dragon crown was unruly and wild. He only raised his eyes, and there was an inexplicable cold murderous look in his eyes.

"Call the generals of each battalion to come to my tent to discuss matters."

Cold words, no temperature.

The guard at the entrance of the big tent took out a letter from his waist and handed it over respectfully.

"General, this is a letter from Kyoto!"

Kyoto?

Did Miaomiao write to him again?

The cold brows and eyes became soft at that moment.

On the front of the credible note, it says: General Han himself.

The handwriting and address are not Miaomiao.

Han Xin took the letter and entered the tent full of doubts, took out the letter paper and looked at it.

"The princess's personal maid came out of the palace with a bride. That night, the Linglong Palace caught fire, and the princess's bones were not left. It is doubtful."

The doubtful word at the end is written in a larger number, which means that this matter has not been confirmed.

Even though there were doubts about this matter, most of the people who died in Linglong Palace were not Miao Miao, but Han Xin still felt a pain in his heart!
His face was pale, his hands trembled uncontrollably a few times, and he handed the letter paper to the candle, letting it slowly turn into ashes.

The guard who wrote the letter was one of the dark threads he placed in Kyoto.

Before leaving, he privately ordered these secret agents to protect Miao Miao, unexpectedly...

Han Xin only felt that his throat was being choked, and it was difficult to breathe.

The bride, the bride who was sent out must be Miaomiao!

How could she be buried in the flames? !
Yang Miaoyin, how could she not wait for him to come back? !
The deputy general opened the curtain and saw Han Xin who was frowning and his expression was full of pain.

He's kind of unbelievable!
Is this their invulnerable general?
Han Xin frowned, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a cold light in them, with a little scarlet.

Since she is a bride, it must be Yang Chengyu who married her secretly.

Chu country.

The only possibility is the Prince of Chu.

Only then did Yang Chengyu design all this and marry Miao Miao.

He spoke to the lieutenant general with a cold tone, "I'm going to leave for a while, you are in charge of the barracks."

The lieutenant was taken aback.

"General? What happened? Why are you leaving?"

Han Xin raised the dragon gun, his expression was indifferent, "Private matters."

The deputy general hurriedly said, "General, you can't leave! It is a capital offense for soldiers who are out in battle to leave the camp without His Majesty's permission!"

　Han Xin: Who dares to touch my wife?What's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine, remember, fox.

　　Yan Huan (smiling face): Who are you calling a fox?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)