At this point, someone chimed in.
"Not only will they be unable to fight, they probably won't even be able to stand up! Hahahaha."
"Yes, yes, yes, when they go to the battlefield, they'll be too busy yawning to even hold their swords."
"We may be fortunate enough to witness the sight of Ying soldiers yawning on the battlefield."
Everyone looked at each other and smiled, then burst into laughter, "Hahahaha..."
General Huang Feng, seated in the main seat, raised his wine glass, "Come on, drink, haha..."
Everyone raised their glasses in unison, "Drink..."
After several rounds of drinks, the night was deep, the banquet ended, and the slightly tipsy guests returned to their own tents to rest.
Huang Feng, who had been sitting in the main seat at the banquet, slowly returned to his tent.
The soldiers guarding the camp immediately saluted the visitors.
"General".
Huang Feng was also slightly drunk at the moment, and he glanced at the soldier.
"You, you go and find those two little vixens, An Xiaohong, for me."
"Tonight, I'm going to show my prowess and teach them a lesson."
The two soldiers had no choice but to obey and leave.
Huang Feng thought that in a few days, he would be able to defeat that kid Meng Zhengxi and thoroughly humiliate him. He would make him lick the soles of his shoes in front of everyone.
Hmph, let him be arrogant!
Thinking of this, he felt incredibly happy, feeling that neither of the two women could satisfy him tonight.
He stepped lightly into the tent, but unexpectedly, he had only taken three or four steps when he entered.
A cold, black longsword was pressed against her neck. Sensing the danger, his first instinct was to shout for help outside the tent.
Unexpectedly, a clear and pleasant voice stopped him from shouting for help.
"If you dare to make a sound, I'll kill you right now."
Huang Feng is now mostly sober!
He shook his head repeatedly, saying, "I won't make a sound, I won't make a sound."
He glanced sideways, trying to make out what the person behind him looked like.
“My hero, let’s talk this over. Why are you putting this thing around my neck?”
Ning Qing glanced back at the distance. She couldn't make a move here; if she did, blood would easily splatter onto the tent, making it easy for outsiders to spot something amiss. She deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Go inside."
Seeing that the people behind him were ignoring him, Huang Feng secretly began to make a plan.
But since it's on my neck, I can only obey for now.
So he took a few steps inside, and just as he stopped.
Ning Qing reached out, tore a piece of cloth from his sleeve, and handed it to him.
"Put it in your mouth."
Seeing that Huang Feng did not move, Ning Qing applied a little force with the small black sword in her hand, and blood began to seep from Huang Feng's neck.
Seeing that he couldn't persuade her otherwise, Huang Feng could only obediently take the cloth from Ning Qing's hand and stuff it haphazardly into his mouth.
Just as he stuffed the whole piece of cloth into his mouth, Ning Qing's small black sword moved, and a sharp, cold light flashed. Huang Feng's head rolled to the ground with a thud, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, his eyes glaring as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.
Full of resentment, and a little confused!
I don't understand why I died like this? And at the hands of an unknown person. I'm not reconciled, I'm so unwilling...
Even with all his resentment, he could only go to the underworld to complain to King Yama.
He can never return to the mortal realm!
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