Chapter 224 The War is Imminent

"This..." The person who spoke hesitated and said dryly, "I just said it casually. Lieutenant General Qiu, don't take it to heart."

Qiu Zongping smiled slightly and asked, "Just a casual remark?"

The man nodded hurriedly, with sweat oozing out of his forehead due to nervousness.

He wanted to reach out and wipe it but didn't dare. He could only let the sweat flow slowly down his eyebrows and eyelids until it flowed into his eyes. He didn't even dare to blink.

He was afraid that Qiu Zongping would notice his guilty conscience.

Although the young general in front of him was not very old, he had been with His Royal Highness Prince Jin for many years and had made many military achievements. Not only was his military rank higher than theirs, but his iron-faced and impartial appearance was also becoming more and more like theirs.

Once he sets his sights on you, he will never give up until he takes a piece of your flesh.

In just a few breaths, the man's back was already drenched in sweat. He pulled the corners of his stiff mouth and said, "Deputy General Qiu..."

Qiu Zongping suddenly asked, "How long has Commander Xiong been with the prince?"

Xiong Dayong said without hesitation: "It's been six years. If the prince hadn't despised my stupidity and accepted me under his wing, I would probably still be grooming horses in the stable right now."

When he mentioned this, his colleague patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old Bear, if I remember correctly, the prince saved your life from a wolf three years ago."

"I remember this incident too. The wolf king bit the prince on the shoulder. Blood was gushing out of the two bloody holes, and many of the new recruits turned pale with fear."

"Hey, Old Bear, why do you look so grim?"

Xiong Dayong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said dryly, "Maybe I caught a cold last night. I feel cold all over."

"Look at the sweat on your forehead. You're obviously weak. You must have been slacking off in training lately, right?"

Hearing this, Xiong Dayong forced out a smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Don't say this carelessly. If the prince gets to his ears, he will definitely be punished with twenty military sticks."

"Look at you, you're such a wimp. You haven't been spanked by the prince in two years, and you know what? Your butt is itchy."

As soon as the words fell, several people in the tent burst into laughter.

Xiong Dayong couldn't smile, and his face looked visibly ugly.

Qiu Zongping inserted the bamboo stick representing the Liang army into the sand table and said casually, "Since Commander Xiong is ill, he should go back and rest."

"Rest? The Liang army is almost under our noses. Old Bear is sick, not lame. There is plenty of time to rest after the battle.

Before Xiong Dayong could speak, the person next to him put his arm around his shoulders and said with a smile, "It's just a cold from the wind, no big deal. Go chop off a few more heads of Liang Jun and sweat it out. I guarantee you'll feel better."

"Can……"

"Stop whining. If you're a man, come with me and show those brats from the Liang army what their grandfather looks like!"

When the footsteps faded away, Qiu Zongping immediately looked at his attendant and whispered, "Take my badge and return to the city to see the prince. Xiong Dayong and Liu Qing are not to be trusted."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps outside the tent.

His face immediately darkened, and he said coldly, "Who dares to eavesdrop outside the tent? Get in right away!"

"I haven't seen you for half a day. General Qiu's temper has improved."

Hearing this familiar voice, Qiu Zongping's face suddenly flashed with joy, and he blurted out: "Your Highness, you..."

The rest of his words came to an abrupt end when he saw the soldier's uniform on Mo Jinchuan.

He looked at his followers and ordered them coldly, "Go outside and guard. Without the king's... without my order, don't let even a fly in."

"yes!"

After giving the order, he walked up to Mo Jinchuan and was about to kneel down.

Mo Jinchuan raised his hand to stop his movements, with a hint of satisfaction in his deep eyes, "Not bad, you look a bit like a young general."

"Your Majesty, please stop making fun of me."

Qiu Zongping frowned, and after helping Mo Jinchuan sit down, he couldn't wait to speak, "Your Highness is right. The Liang army camp has been preparing for a surprise attack today. If I hadn't personally led the troops there, they would have caught us off guard tonight."

Mo Jinchuan nodded and said, "Have your men keep a close eye on Brother Xiong Dayong's movements, especially that Liu Qing, whose mind is far more cunning than his cousin's."

"These two ungrateful bastards, it's a pity that the prince took such good care of them when he was in the border town, yet they dared to harbor rebellious thoughts!

"You also said that, that was in the past."

Mo Jinchuan's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice grew colder. "People's hearts are fickle. I have been away from Border Town for too long, so it is inevitable that some people will want to find another way to make a living."

Qiu Zongping gritted his teeth and said angrily, "If it weren't for the prince's support and protection, there would be no brothers today.

Such an ungrateful person should have been killed by a wolf."

Mo Jinchuan's gaze fell on the sand table and he asked, "Who was on duty at the pass north of Honggu Village?"

"Your Highness, the person on duty a few days ago was Xiong Dayong. He just returned from his shift at midnight last night. The people on duty now should be General Xu's men."

Suddenly realizing something, Qiu Zongping hurriedly said, "Please wait in the tent for a while, Your Majesty. I'll be back soon!"

Mo Jinchuan responded calmly and reminded, "I don't want a fourth person to know that I'm in the army."

Qiu Zongping suddenly stopped and turned to look at him with a complicated expression, "Your Highness, could it be that even Old Jia and the others..."

Mo Jinchuan's eyes turned cold, "A great war is imminent, so we must be on guard against others."

He looked at Qiu Zongping's leg and asked, "Is the injury healed?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Miss Song's medicine is very effective. The pain is gone now."

Qiu Zongping said this with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, "I misunderstood Miss Song before and said some unpleasant things. When the prince returns to the city, please remember to apologize to her on my behalf."

Mo Jinchuan nodded, lowered his eyes and adjusted the buttons on his leather armor, and said lightly: "Now that your injury has healed, go and be a pioneer."

Qiu Zongping agreed immediately, and before leaving, he reminded him, "Your Majesty, please remember to pass on this message to me."

When he was about to walk out of the tent, Mo Jinchuan's cold voice sounded behind him.

He said, "I don't have the habit of delivering messages for others. If you have anything to say, you can go back and tell her after this battle is over."

*

When An Yi returned from the general's mansion, it was almost midnight.

In the tent, Song Yanxi was giving acupuncture to a patient who had a sudden epilepsy due to high fever.

Catching a glimpse of his figure from the corner of her eye, she hurriedly said, "You're back just in time. Quickly pry his mouth open to prevent him from biting the root of his tongue."

An Yi stepped forward quickly and dislocated his jaw decisively.

Everyone only heard a crisp "click" sound.

The beggars nearby were so frightened that their faces changed immediately. They stared at him with fear in their eyes and leaned towards each other unconsciously.

Without waiting for them to say anything, Song Yanxi explained, "He's already unconscious. If he accidentally bites the root of his tongue and chokes on the blood, he'll definitely die."

Someone groaned softly, "It would be better to die. Then you don't have to suffer this kind of pain."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and vomited violently. He was in so much pain that he grabbed a stone and stuffed it into his mouth while vomiting.

Song Yanxi caught a glimpse of a shadow on the tent and warned in a cold voice, "You won't die if you swallow that thing."