Chapter 309 Duan Qingye also felt humiliated for the first time on the battlefield
The official was obviously very excited and did not notice anything unusual.
"Princess, you've arrived just in time!"
"Everything is ready. We can set off to the Pingzhou battlefield today!"
"We've worked so hard for so long, and now we can finally see its power with our own eyes! It will definitely make the barbarians in Zheng State run away!"
Du Ruoling's heart was pounding, but her expression remained calm, and she even showed a hint of just the right amount of curiosity.
She seemed to be walking casually in the warehouse where various instruments and materials were piled up, and her eyes carefully scanned every shelf.
In an inconspicuous corner, she saw several packets of powder sealed in oil paper with special markings on them.
That's it!
She pretended to check, blocking the officer's view with her body, and quickly and quietly stuffed one of the packets of powder into her wide sleeve pocket.
The two exchanged glances, understanding each other tacitly.
After asking a few irrelevant questions, Du Ruoling took Chu Ruohan and left the Military Affairs Office on the pretext of not disturbing official business.
After returning, Chu Ruohan immediately spread out paper and pen, dipped it in ink and started writing quickly.
She folded the letter carefully and handed it to Qin Fang along with the packet of important powder.
"Qin Fang, you must immediately send this item to Pingzhou and give it to Gu Junze."
"Remember, hurry! It's urgent!"
At this moment, a cold female voice sounded.
"I'll go."
Song Ruyan appeared at the door at some point, "No one can be faster than me."
Chu Ruohan looked at her and pondered for a moment.
Song Ruyan's lightness skill is indeed the best in the world.
Time is running out and we can't afford to delay any further.
Chu Ruohan nodded seriously.
"Okay, please."
Song Ruyan took the letter and powder, and without any extra words, her figure flashed and disappeared into the night.
Lights flickered in the commander's tent at Pingzhou Camp.
Gu Junze twisted the letter paper with his fingertips, and the roughness of the paper was extremely clear.
In addition to Chu Ruohan's handwritten letter, Song Ruyan also sent a small package tightly wrapped in oil paper.
The letter was written in beautiful handwriting, and in just a few words, it outlined the changes in the capital and the horror of the poisonous smoke.
He opened the oil paper package and found a fine grayish-white powder inside, with almost no odor.
Gu Junze's eyes were deep, and the air in the tent seemed to be stagnant.
After a moment's silence, he suddenly stood up, put on his outer robe, and walked straight out of the tent.
It was late at night and the wind was so cold that it made the tent rustle.
Without any hesitation, he went straight to the tent of Zheng's commander-in-chief Duan Qingye.
Duan Qingye's tent was also brightly lit, and he was obviously handling military affairs.
Seeing Gu Junze visiting late at night, a hint of surprise flashed in Duan Qingye's eyes.
"What brings you here so late at night?"
Gu Junze didn't waste any time and handed over Chu Ruohan's letter.
Duan Qingye took it, glanced at him suspiciously, then unfolded the letter and quickly read it.
His expression gradually became strange as he read, and finally turned into a trace of undisguised contempt.
"Oh."
Duan Qingye slammed the letter on the table.
“It’s alarmist.”
"Your emperor is always good at playing some shady tricks."
"If there really is such a powerful weapon, we might as well bring it directly to the battlefield."
"This general would like to experience it firsthand and see how earth-shattering it is!"
Gu Junze looked at him calmly, as if he had expected this reaction.
He took out the oil-paper bag from his sleeve and carefully picked up a little bit of powder.
There happened to be hot tea in the tent that had just been brewed by the personal guards.
Gu Junze gently flicked the barely detectable powder into one of the tea bowls.
The powder dissolves immediately in water without changing the color of the tea.
Duan Qingye raised his eyebrows and looked at him, confused.
Gu Junze picked up the tea bowl, walked to the door of the tent, and gestured to a tall warhorse led by the guard outside.
The guard didn't understand what was going on, but he still followed his instructions and led the warhorse over.
Gu Junze handed the tea in the bowl to the horse's mouth.
The warhorse lowered its head and drank, just a small sip.
The strong warhorse let out a shrill and painful neigh.
Its four hooves suddenly went soft and its huge body fell to the ground with a thud.
He was twitching violently, white foam kept coming out of his mouth, and a fishy smell filled the air.
Foam dripped onto the weeds on the ground.
In just a moment, the grass leaves stained with saliva quickly turned black, curled, and withered...
Everyone who witnessed this scene, inside and outside the tent, gasped.
The contempt on Duan Qingye's face had long since disappeared, replaced by deep horror and disbelief.
Gu Junze put down the empty bowl, his voice still steady, but with a cold chill.
"This is just a little bit."
Duan Qingye stared at the warhorse that was still twitching on the ground and breathing weakly, then looked at the dark grassland, his face ashen.
"mean!"
He turned his head suddenly and glared at Gu Junze.
"On the battlefield, it's always a contest of real swords and guns!"
"How can you be called a hero if you use such sinister means!"
"This thing doesn't distinguish between friend and foe. Once used on the battlefield, your own soldiers and your people will not survive!"
Gu Junze met his gaze, his tone calm, but every word was heart-wrenching.
"General Duan is absolutely right."
"So, if this thing isn't intended to be deployed on the Pingzhou battlefield..."
"But it appeared in..."
Gu Junze paused, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
"Where is the capital of Zheng?"
Before he finished speaking, Duan Qingye's face suddenly changed drastically, and the blood color disappeared in an instant.
He suddenly looked at Gu Junze, his eyes were extremely complicated, that was humiliation...
After a long time, Duan Qingye took a deep breath and his voice became hoarse.
"I'll return your six cities, okay."
"But, this general has new conditions."
Gu Junze's eyes narrowed slightly, then he nodded.
"Speaking."
Duan Qingye stated his conditions, "The first six cities can be returned, but I want the Emperor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty to personally sign an oath, swearing never to use such poisons again!"
"And destroy all the formulas and stocks in public!"
"Secondly, the border between Zheng State and Eastern Jin needs to be resurveyed and redrawn."
"Third," Duan Qingye paused, looking at Gu Junze with burning eyes, "I want to go and pay my respects to your mother. After all, she gave birth to a good son for me."
Gu Junze frowned slightly, and a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes.
"I can do my best to facilitate the first two conditions. As for the third one, who can stop the general from doing what he wants?"
Duan Qingye no longer concealed his feelings, a hint of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You don't intend to recognize me."
Gu Junze's expression remained unchanged as he slowly spoke, "You and I have different positions. I will always be Princess Anyang's son."
Duan Qingye was stunned for a moment, his eyes fixed on Gu Junze's face, as if trying to find any sign of hesitation in it.
Gu Junze's attitude was very clear.
He suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter was particularly loud in the quiet night.
"good!"
Duan Qingye slapped his thigh, his smile still there, but with a touch of carefreeness and bitterness...
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