The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 610 The Battle of Wu

   Seeing Si Yun again, Shen Yijia almost didn't recognize it.

   In terms of time, it’s only ten days since he was arrested, but he has already lost weight.

   With sunken eye sockets, prominent cheekbones, and wearing a loose prison uniform, he exudes a strong sense of death. How can he still look half ambitious and annoying before.

   His arms were twisted and broken by Shen Yijia on the battlefield, and now, looking at his legs, it seemed that they were also broken, and he was dragged in like a piece of rags by two soldiers.

   His hair was disheveled and dripping with water, so it was easy to guess that someone had washed him before he was brought.

   Seeing Ji Luo, Si Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and then a monstrous anger erupted.

   He opened his mouth to say something, but his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't say a complete sentence for a long time. Instead, blood continued to flow out as his mouth opened and closed.

   The soldier who brought him in explained: "We were worried that he would bite his tongue and kill himself, so we cut off his tongue."

   In fact, it's more than just cutting the tongue. Si Yun's leg bones are discounted one by one, and the finger caps of his ten fingers and toes are also pulled out one by one.

  The wind and the sun are blowing every day, and many mosquitoes are attracted around the cesspool. His wounds rot and fester. The military doctor will help him cut off the carrion, and then give him a good gold sore medicine, which will never let him die early.

   They still remember the pictures of their companions killing each other at that time, the heads of nearly 100,000 soldiers who were cut off by their own hands, and how General Xiao died tragically...

   One after another, Si Yun is the culprit, how could the soldiers make him feel better?

  Everyone was venting their anger on him. If it wasn't for fear that he couldn't stand it, everyone would have wanted to cut off his flesh bit by bit with one knife at a time.

  What the soldier didn't say, how Ji Luo couldn't think of it, she looked at Si Yun like a mockery.

"For those illusory things, you have been calculating all your life, so do you think you will have this result?" She sneered: "I was thinking that you have done so many evil things. If you end up like this, the test medicine will be cheaper for you."

  Si Yun stared at her with red eyes, full of hatred in his eyes.

   Ji Luo, however, didn't even want to say a single word, and waved his hand and ordered someone to take him back.

  Si Yun didn't seem to expect her to be like this. He was stunned for a moment, and began to struggle violently, but now he is not even a child, so how can he break free from the restraint of two soldiers?

   He was dragged away with a lot of unwillingness, and this was the last time Shen Yijia and Ji Luo saw him.

  Shen Yijia pursed her lips: "Mother..."

   Ji Luo looked at her: "You want to ask if there is any help for those who were slandered by the living dead?"

   Shen Yijia nodded, not only did she want to know, but the beautiful lady also wanted to know.

   Ji Luo said: "People are dead, but they have the ability to move. It's not wrong to call them the living dead, but in the secret arts of Tianji Valley, they are called poison puppets, and they are also called human gu."

   "So those men in black who entered Nanling Pass most are poison puppets?"

"Yes, they are full of poison, and those poisons will enter other people's bodies through wounds to reproduce again. When they mature, the infected will become new poison puppets..." Ji Luo said sternly: "So you say that you are slandered. Inaccurate, they are actually dead."

   both dead? How to save.

  Shen Yijia felt a little dry in her throat: "Then...what if there is spiritual fluid?"

   Ji Luo paused, took her hand and patted it soothingly: "Ichor can't bring back the dead."

  Shen Yijia breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to ask something else. Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the corner of her clothes. She stood up and called out, "Xianggong."

  Song Jingchen walked in, greeted Ji Luo, looked at Shen Yijia and said, "Sister Huan said that you and your mother came to the military camp."

   "Sister Huan is here too?" Shen Yijia asked.

   "Well, she and Liu Jinbao improved the black powder and said it was your suggestion. Everyone is going to test it. Would you like to go and see?"

   Shen Yijia was taken aback for a moment, what advice did she give, why didn't she know?

   Seeing her doubts, Song Jingchen asked, "Isn't it the mine you mentioned to them?"

   Shen Yijia's eyes widened: "Mine?"

   She mentioned it to them, but she also said the word landmine and that it will explode when you step on it.

   But that's not the point.

   Those two little kids actually made landmines?

   "Let's go, let's take a look." Shen Yijia dragged Song Jingchen and was about to leave, she paused when she thought of something, and looked back at Ji Luo with a guilty conscience: "Mother, do you want to go together?"

   Ji Luo said with a smile: "You go first, I will come in a while."

   "That line."

   Watching the two leave the camp, Ji Luo sighed. In fact, if he could take the spiritual fluid within three hours of the poison entering his body, he would be saved.

  It's nice to be dead and can't be resurrected, so why say it and add trouble? What's more, Jiajia is pregnant now, so she can't get the spiritual fluid at all...

The test of    landmines was very successful, and its power was no worse than that of black powder, but it was more able to catch the enemy by surprise than black powder.

  Song Jingchen immediately asked people to take half of the black powder that was made before and change it into mines.

   In order to boost morale, people brought a lot of meat to a nearby city that day, and a night banquet was held on the school grounds.

   Naturally, Song Jingchen didn't forget to send some people to the Xuanyuan army stationed in the valley.

   In the evening, clusters of bonfires were set up on the school grounds, and the entire barracks was as bright as day. The soldiers were divided into small groups and barbecued around the bonfire.

   "Master, it's not good to drink on an empty stomach, this is delicious, you can try it." Shen Yijia sliced ​​a piece of barbecued meat with a dagger and brought it to Song Jingchen's mouth.

  Song Jingchen rubbed her head: "I don't eat, you eat..."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Yijia directly shoved the meat into his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and said, "You haven't eaten well these days, once today is over, it will be a long war, you are going to be so hungry all the time. ?"

   Song Jingchen opened his mouth.

"I know you're not feeling well, but didn't you hear what Mother said today? You didn't order those people to kill them. When the men in black robes entered the city and we arrived, those people were already dead." Shen Yijia I didn't want to mention this, but I couldn't bear to see Song Jingchen keep blaming himself like this.

  If something happened to him in a trance on the battlefield for this reason, she really had nowhere to cry.

  Song Jingchen's throat rolled for a while, and he said "En" in a low voice.

   Shen Yijia sighed and simply concentrated on feeding him.

   After being stuffed several times in a row, Song Jingchen saw that she couldn't even care about eating, so she reluctantly took the dagger from her hand: "You can eat too."

  Shen Yijia obediently opened his mouth to accept his feeding, and said vaguely, "You eat."

   Husband and wife, you and I took a bite, and I saw sour bubbles in the hearts of the soldiers and soldiers who were eating meat so much.

   They miss their mother-in-law too!

   Sitting opposite Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia was a middle-aged man with strong facial features and full of heroic spirit. He joked: "The relationship between the prince and his wife is really good."

   Glancing at Ji Luo who was smiling and looking at the two of them, he coughed lightly and handed over his sliced ​​meat: "Sister, here it is."

   Ji Luo paused, looked at the plate of fat and thin mutton handed in front of him, and smiled: "Thank you Big Brother Sikong."

   didn't want her to stretch out her hand, and one hand took the plate away faster than her.

   Xuanyuance sat down between the two of them and said with a smile, "Alo, don't you like mutton? I specially roasted rabbit meat for you and Jiajia."

  Chu Feng and Chu Lin put two plates of rabbit meat in front of Ji Luo and Shen Yijia respectively.

   Xuanyuan Ce glanced at Sikong Yi, and then hooked up with his Arlo while he was walking away.

   Sikong Yi raised his eyebrows, raised his wine bowl to him, and drank it all.

  Xuanyuance, not to be outdone, also took the wine bowl and drank it.

   Ji Luo supported his forehead: "Xuanyuan Ce!"

  Xuanyuance's heart skipped a beat, and three or two shoved the mutton from Sikongyi slices into their mouths and asked innocently, "Alo, what's the matter?"

  Ji Luo: ...I'm not afraid of choking.

   Shen Yijia, who saw all this, blinked at Song Jingchen: Look, they are starting again.

  Why use it again, since seeing Sikongyi helping Jiluo to dismount, Xuanyuance has been defending him like a wolf for the past few days. As long as the two get together, the smell of gunpowder will definitely be swish.

  Song Jingchen covered his lips and coughed lightly: Hold back, mother will be embarrassed.

  Shen Yijia: I know, I know.

   Ji Luo: Do ​​you two look at me like I'm blind?

  She couldn't eat anymore, so she stood up and left, Xuanyuan Ce hurriedly picked up the plate of rabbit meat and followed: "Alo, you haven't eaten anything yet..."

   The stage of the three people walked away two at a time, and Shen Yijia turned his attention to Sikong Yi again.

   Her father is handsome but not feminine, but this uncle is the kind of upright handsome, not the same type, but they are all handsome.

  Well, no matter who her mother is with, she doesn't seem to suffer.

   "Cough cough." Sikong Yi asked embarrassedly: "Mrs. Guo Gong looks at me like this, is there something on my face?"

  Shen Yijia nodded seriously: "Yes."

   Sikong Yi was amused by her cute appearance: "What?"

  Shen Yijia grinned: "A little handsome."

  Sikongyi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Song Jingchen.

   Someone who is giving Shen Yijia a piece of meat is directly black-faced.

  Shen Yijia felt it almost instantly, and added with a strong desire to survive: "But it's still a little worse than my husband, hehe~"

   seems to think that this is not enough, she opened her arms to compare: "It's just so much."

   Sikongyi laughed dumbly, and cupped his hands to Song Jingchen, whose face was obviously much better, "I will go and drink two bowls with those stinky boys."

  Song Jingchen nodded: "General Sikong, please."

As soon as General Sikong left, Sanwan and Mo Yuan also found an excuse to leave, Shen Yijia didn't give Song Jingchen a chance to speak, and went over to hold his face with both hands, and exclaimed sincerely, "Why is my husband so good-looking? Well, how can such a good-looking Xiang Gong belong to me? Oh, I'm so happy."

  Song Jingchen:  …

  …

   The initial battle plan was drawn up during the day. At night, everyone had a good time eating and drinking. When it was still dark, the army set out.

   Fengzhou is the border city between Daxia and Xuanyuan Kingdom. Because Xuanyuan Kingdom is the most powerful of the Three Kingdoms, there are more troops stationed there than Nanling Pass, with a full 500,000.

   This time, General Sikong brought 300,000 soldiers. In addition to those collected on the road, there were nearly 100,000 more soldiers when they arrived at Nanling Pass.

   A total of 400,000 soldiers were led by Song Jingchen and General Sikong to attack the border city of Wu and the west gate of Luozhou.

   Xuanyuan Ce and General Ye also led an army of 400,000 Xuanyuan to attack its northern gate.

   As for the original garrison, they stayed at Nanling Pass to prevent the Wu army from counterattacking. In fact, this is unlikely, but Song Jingchen did not want to take risks.

   (end of this chapter)