My lord is a demon again
804 The Finale 15
804 The Finale 15
Especially the Poison King of the Western Regions, an imperceptible look of panic flashed across his face.
"Ahahahahaha~~~" Hua Mubai suddenly laughed and said, "What's wrong with you one or two? It's just a passing pigeon, it's not for us."
The Poison King of the Western Regions mentioned that the pain in his throat was back to his original position, he took the note and looked at it, and said: "It's all blurry here, I can't make out what the words are at all."
A few soldiers also came over to take a look, and said, "Major General, I'm afraid it was really sent by someone's flying pigeons. I encountered a thunderstorm halfway and wet my wings, so I wanted to come down to rest. Look at the handwriting." , let the rain soak it up."
"Oh?" Hua Mubai couldn't help admiring the soldier, "What's your name?"
"Returning to Major General, the little one has no name and no surname. He was an orphan since he was a child. His nickname is... Tengu."
"Tengu, hahahahaha, yes, you have a smart head, Tengu, work hard, and this general will not treat you badly."
"Yes, thank you, Major General, for your appreciation, and thank you, Major General, for your promotion!"
"Well, Tengu, have you noticed where this carrier pigeon came from?"
"Returning to Major General, it was raining in the direction of Dawu capital just now, so this carrier pigeon was probably sent from Dawu capital."
"En." Hua Mubai responded, and said, "This pigeon, it's better to burn it, let's make it as a side dish."
"Yes, General."
Tengu was about to go out, when suddenly the pigeon in his hand struggled, fluttered a few times, and then flew around the tent.
"Catch it, don't let it fly!"
Just as Hua Mubai was speaking, he suddenly heard someone come in to report: "That's great, Major General, our Daheng's grain and grass have arrived one after another, and we can gather troops to attack the city soon!"
"Oh!?" Hua Mubai waved his hand and said, "Go, go out and have a look!"
A group of people got out of the tent, and sure enough, they saw several carriages pulling food in large bags and stopping in front of the tent.
The Poison King of the Western Regions did not follow him out of the tent, but after seeing the grain cart from the inner curtain, he immediately picked up the small brush on the stage and quickly wrote a few words on the paper, then reached out and captured the lively pigeon Stop, put the word into the small bamboo tube on the leg, and let it go quietly...
The soldiers outside were all focused on the food and grass, so naturally they didn't care that the pigeon flew up again from the gap in the roof of the tent.
Hua Mubai's expression was even more excited, and he said loudly: "Pass the order, let the brothers have a good meal, rest for three hours, and always prepare to gather troops to attack the city!"
After finishing speaking, Hua Mubai laughed loudly, walked into the tent of the Poison King of the Western Regions again and said, "Brother Poison King, the food and grass have arrived, and the time for us to show off our ambitions is coming!"
Seeing that Hua Mubai was so excited, the Poison King of the Western Regions also said: "That's right, General Hua, the time for the last general to take revenge is finally coming. Damn Sikong Luo, Zhuge Zhaoyun, the last general will not let go of any of them. Let them die badly!"
"Ahahahaha~~ Well said!" Hua Mubai held up a glass of wine and handed it over, "Brother Poison King, drink!"
"Thank you, General!"
The poison king reached out to take the wine, but suddenly he only felt a strong impact on his abdomen, and his body was suddenly thrown backwards.
"Kill~!"
With a burst of neat sounds, countless long swords pierced into the Poison King's Chrysanthemum Gate at the same time...
The Poison King's face suddenly turned from red to white, and then turned brown again, his eyes showed a fierce light, he gritted his teeth and looked at Hua Mubai and said, "You...are you really not afraid of death!?"
(End of this chapter)
Especially the Poison King of the Western Regions, an imperceptible look of panic flashed across his face.
"Ahahahahaha~~~" Hua Mubai suddenly laughed and said, "What's wrong with you one or two? It's just a passing pigeon, it's not for us."
The Poison King of the Western Regions mentioned that the pain in his throat was back to his original position, he took the note and looked at it, and said: "It's all blurry here, I can't make out what the words are at all."
A few soldiers also came over to take a look, and said, "Major General, I'm afraid it was really sent by someone's flying pigeons. I encountered a thunderstorm halfway and wet my wings, so I wanted to come down to rest. Look at the handwriting." , let the rain soak it up."
"Oh?" Hua Mubai couldn't help admiring the soldier, "What's your name?"
"Returning to Major General, the little one has no name and no surname. He was an orphan since he was a child. His nickname is... Tengu."
"Tengu, hahahahaha, yes, you have a smart head, Tengu, work hard, and this general will not treat you badly."
"Yes, thank you, Major General, for your appreciation, and thank you, Major General, for your promotion!"
"Well, Tengu, have you noticed where this carrier pigeon came from?"
"Returning to Major General, it was raining in the direction of Dawu capital just now, so this carrier pigeon was probably sent from Dawu capital."
"En." Hua Mubai responded, and said, "This pigeon, it's better to burn it, let's make it as a side dish."
"Yes, General."
Tengu was about to go out, when suddenly the pigeon in his hand struggled, fluttered a few times, and then flew around the tent.
"Catch it, don't let it fly!"
Just as Hua Mubai was speaking, he suddenly heard someone come in to report: "That's great, Major General, our Daheng's grain and grass have arrived one after another, and we can gather troops to attack the city soon!"
"Oh!?" Hua Mubai waved his hand and said, "Go, go out and have a look!"
A group of people got out of the tent, and sure enough, they saw several carriages pulling food in large bags and stopping in front of the tent.
The Poison King of the Western Regions did not follow him out of the tent, but after seeing the grain cart from the inner curtain, he immediately picked up the small brush on the stage and quickly wrote a few words on the paper, then reached out and captured the lively pigeon Stop, put the word into the small bamboo tube on the leg, and let it go quietly...
The soldiers outside were all focused on the food and grass, so naturally they didn't care that the pigeon flew up again from the gap in the roof of the tent.
Hua Mubai's expression was even more excited, and he said loudly: "Pass the order, let the brothers have a good meal, rest for three hours, and always prepare to gather troops to attack the city!"
After finishing speaking, Hua Mubai laughed loudly, walked into the tent of the Poison King of the Western Regions again and said, "Brother Poison King, the food and grass have arrived, and the time for us to show off our ambitions is coming!"
Seeing that Hua Mubai was so excited, the Poison King of the Western Regions also said: "That's right, General Hua, the time for the last general to take revenge is finally coming. Damn Sikong Luo, Zhuge Zhaoyun, the last general will not let go of any of them. Let them die badly!"
"Ahahahaha~~ Well said!" Hua Mubai held up a glass of wine and handed it over, "Brother Poison King, drink!"
"Thank you, General!"
The poison king reached out to take the wine, but suddenly he only felt a strong impact on his abdomen, and his body was suddenly thrown backwards.
"Kill~!"
With a burst of neat sounds, countless long swords pierced into the Poison King's Chrysanthemum Gate at the same time...
The Poison King's face suddenly turned from red to white, and then turned brown again, his eyes showed a fierce light, he gritted his teeth and looked at Hua Mubai and said, "You...are you really not afraid of death!?"
(End of this chapter)
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