If 30,000 elite border troops are poisoned and infected with a serious disease at the same time, how much poison is needed to be put into the water?

This is certainly nonsense.

However, even if there are people from the Military Supervision Office to investigate, the opinions of those people in the Military Supervision Office will probably be influenced by those people.

Not to mention that they just need to win enough time.

After all, he was the supreme commander of the Southern Dynasties, so of course he could not deliberately send him to Zhongshan Wang Yuanying to inform the 30,000 troops that had not gone to Luoyang.

What's more, King Yuanying of Zhongshan would probably think that the Southern Dynasties had set up a suspicion array, and he would never believe the message that was deliberately circulated.

So these people tried every means to accomplish what they wanted to do.

"Some things are just a confusing debt. If you tear your face apart, you may be both sides."

The red robe worshiper looked at Xiao Hong's sleeves that were constantly shaking due to his anger and said softly: "At least on the surface, they have never violated the will of you and the Emperor. You are right. If they become shameless, they will be more shameless than you imagined, but if they become cruel, they will be more cruel than you imagined."

Xiao Hong fell silent.

Many years ago, he knew that no one could cross some rules. Sometimes, even his royal brother in the imperial city could not bear the price of crossing the line.

...

"Thank you, Uncle Song."

In Xiao Shufei's quiet courtyard, Xiao Shufei carefully brewed tea and thanked the middle-aged man in yellow shirt sitting opposite her.

Song Qianjue is one of the most important figures in the Xiao family.

He was the earliest enshrined worshiper of the Xiao family, so that the enshrined worshipers found by the Xiao family were actually closely related to him.

Cultivators are of course the most precious property of a family, and it is of course very important for those who can influence all practitioners.

"I owe you my affection, it's natural to help you this time."

Song Qianjue's face was very upright. He looked at Xiao Shufei calmly and said, "It's just that, I can only help you once. You should understand that for someone who trusts you enough, as long as you deceive him once, you will be enough to lose all your trust, not to mention that this person is your father. I can help you do other things, but I don't like to use other people's trust in me to do such things."

"I see."

Xiao Shufei looked at him and said, "But you should also understand my idea. I just want to save people. And in his opinion, you may not be beneficial to the Xiao family, but it may not be unhealthy to the entire Southern Dynasty."

"Of course I understand."

Song Qianjue also looked at her eyes seriously and said, "It's just that you have been classmates with him for several years. Is it more important to you than your father?"

Xiao Shufei was silent for a moment and said, "Uncle Song, do you want to listen to the truth or lies."

Song Qianjue was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "It's better not to tell lies than to say lies. Of course, you have to listen to the truth."

"People eventually have their own emotions and desires, and eventually their own likes and dislikes. Different people have different opinions on anything." Xiao Shufei looked at Song Qianjue and said quietly: "The survival of a country and a dynasty should be higher than closeness and distantness. Moreover, on the battlefield, many of my views are the same as those generals of the border army. I also think that it is impossible to win this war by being too conservative. As for Lin Yi... you should also understand that some people's position in your heart has nothing to do with time or distance, but only care about his intentions and what he does."

Song Qianjue was silent for a long time, and then said, "It's a pity that you are not a man."

"My father is in his prime, and even a man, I cannot take his place." Xiao Shufei smiled.

"It's very simple to accomplish this. I don't need to be really the emperor's will, but your father thinks that mobilizing that army is the emperor's will." Song Qianjue looked at her, frowned slightly, and said, "But even though the road has been completed and the thoughts of those border generals, as far as I know, your second uncle will not give up, and he will not let Lin Yi go."

"I understand what you mean. It turns out that you said I am not a man, that's what you mean."

Xiao Shufei also frowned slightly, her expression was calm, but there was a little coldness in her eyes. "Anyway, he always thought that his son would be able to control the power of my Xiao family in the future, and he always wanted to deal with me anyway... If this is the case, then he still wanted to deal with Lin Yi. He wanted to seek death by himself, so let him die."

Song Qianjue slowly picked up the tea and took a sip.

He sighed in his heart.

Xiao Shufei is not very strong in her daily life, but he knows very well that she is always stronger and more determined than everyone outside imagines.

...

Zhongli ushered in a rare peaceful night.

The Southern Dynasty soldiers who had finally rested for several days were exhausted and heard the sound of thunderous snoring in the night.

Listening to the familiar footsteps, Huang Qiutang knew that Wang Pingyang was coming over outside the tent.

"how?"

She stopped, rubbed her swollen and painful fingers, turned around and looked at Wang Pingyang who had opened the curtain of the camp, and asked.

"I didn't feel anything weird."

Wang Pingyang approached her and stretched out his hand to let her take her pulse. "The true energy condensed by this kind of exercise is not much different from the true energy condensed by ordinary spiritual energy. It seems to have no obstacles to my body."

Huang Qiutang didn't say anything. She felt it for a moment, and with a little force, her fingers bounced up, and she was shocked a little numb.

“Entering so quickly?”

She looked at Wang Pingyang in shock and asked softly.

"It has reached the peak of Chengtian Realm."

Wang Pingyang looked at her and said, "If it weren't for the limitations of his martial arts, those who died in battle would be unable to use this martial arts to absorb their scattered vitality. If dozens of practitioners died, it would be possible to break through the realm of divine thoughts."

Huang Qiutang was not in a hurry to speak. Her fingers fell on Wang Pingyang's meridians again. After a while, she continued: "If you say it is different, it is still a little different. What is strange is that your meridians seem to be strong with the strength of the true essence, but there is a big gap between your flesh and blood and bones in the rest of your body and your flesh and bones, and those who usually cultivate to the peak of Chengtian Realm. I just can't be sure whether it is because your realm has improved too quickly and this true essence does not have time to strengthen your body, or whether this true essence does not have the effect of ordinary true essence skills."

While she was talking, the medical officer who was still unconscious had his eyelashes slightly beaten.

...

One night passed, and at dawn, some shrill sounds of arrows suddenly sounded on the walls of Zhongli City.

Many huge shadows appeared in the upper reaches of this river.
Chapter completed!