Madam is right

Chapter 459 039. His heart can be punished
Mo Zhichu let out a long sigh of relief, and then led Zhao Jue out from behind the small hill.

But when he returned to the convoy again, he saw scattered corpses not far away, and the soldiers of the Tiger Camp who kept running to put out the fire.

Those flaming arrows like meteors could not be stopped after all, and most of the supplies and vehicles suffered.

The surrounding sightlines have also been cleaned up now. Fortunately, only one person in the convoy was slightly injured.

Only then did Mo Zhichu have time to check it out.

And those rescued materials are still usable now, and there are not many left.

Logically speaking, although the sky is dry and irritable, the burning speed should not be so fast.

It was only then that Mo Zhichu remembered the drizzling sounds that morning, they had already thought about it, and when the convoy passed by the place they had arranged, they would pour oil on it to speed up the combustion.

Moreover, this action was not directed at Zhao Jue head-on, but at those materials.

The person behind this is really despicable!
If Qian Sheng hadn't been arranged early in the morning, what would have happened today?

Because the supplies were on fire, the team couldn't leave for a while, so they had to stop temporarily.

It's just that Mo Zhichu's expression didn't relax at all.

Since the other party thought of attacking the supplies first, and even thought of using oil to speed up the burning of the supplies, the people they sent were too good, right?

It wasn't because she was arrogant at the beginning of Mo. These people might have already turned their heads before they had done a few tricks under her hands. Is this the mistake of that person?

No, it's not like that.

It wasn't that the man made a mistake, but that he wanted to obtain the best results at the lowest cost.

First send a group of rookies to burn the supplies. Anyway, they are rookies, and they don’t feel bad if they are damaged, and it can also weaken the physical and mental strength here, and then...

Mo Zhichu took a distant look at the swaying trees in front of him, faintly blown by the wind, his eyes were dark.

The person behind him really has a good plan.

Even if the prince saves his life in the end, just losing the relief supplies is enough for the prince to drink a pot.

Seeing that Mo Zhichu's complexion was getting worse and worse, Zhao Jue couldn't help but frowned.

He also knew this central idea, but he still said, "It's okay. Fortunately, King Xian took away most of the supplies first. This is considered a blessing in misfortune. Chu'er, you should come here and rest for a while."

Looking at Zhao Jue's still gentle smile, Mo Zhichu felt a little distressed: "Brother Yanyu! They are bullying you to the top, how can you still laugh?!"

Mo Zhichu's anxious look was really cute, Zhao Jue chuckled and said, "Otherwise? Brother Yanyu, will you cry for them? They are not like Chu'er, and they still feel sorry for Brother Yanyu."

This is true.

Mo Zhichu curled his lips, showed his little fist, and said firmly, "If they dare to come, I will let them come and go!"

After hearing this, Zhao Jue reached out and rubbed Mo Zhichu's head, and said, "Chu'er is a girl, please speak well."

It is probably impossible for Mo Zhichu to speak properly.

Mo Zhichu didn't respond either, and stuck out his tongue at Zhao Jue mischievously.

Thanks to Zhao Jue's comfort, Mo Zhichu was not as nervous as before.

No matter who is coming in front of him, the soldiers will always come and cover them with water and soil. If one comes, one will be killed, and if two come, one will be killed!
(End of this chapter)