"I want to see the prince!"
After two days, the princess finally couldn't stand the neglect anymore.
Their car was forbidden to be visited by the prince, and there was no water or food, and no one even paid attention to them. Even though she and Yun'er had shouted their throats out, Zheng Yeheng still didn't even look at them.
She shouted again, "I've already sent people to your farm. I believe that after you leave, the remaining people will be nothing but a group of scattered sand. By then, none of your farmers will be able to survive!"
"stop!"
Zheng Yeheng quickly walked down from the front car, pulled open the curtain, and pinched the princess whose lips were already cracked.
"What did you say?"
His eyes were bloodshot, that was the nail he had driven into that unconquered territory, not to mention, there was a woman in it that he had been thinking about deeply.
"My meaning is very simple. If your three hundred personal soldiers don't survive, you won't be able to build the manor you raised!"
The princess no longer had the gentleness and virtue she once had. Her eyes were vicious and her smile was miserable and terrifying.
He already knew that he was the one who poisoned her, and that the source was his own brother, so what else could he not say?
"What on earth do you want to do!"
Zheng Yeheng pushed the princess away, wishing he could stab her to death.
"I hate you! The deaths of my Ping'er and Jing'er are all your fault! It's all your fault!"
The princess suddenly rushed over and grabbed Zheng Yeheng and bit him. Yun'er was so scared that she quickly helped the princess away. Several strong servants rushed in from outside and quickly subdued the princess. Even so, Zheng Yeheng's cheek was scratched with several bloody marks and a line of blood was flowing out.
"How many times have I told you that Ping'er and Jing'er both died of serious illnesses contracted during the march!"
"It's all your fault! If you hadn't forced them to travel with you, how could they have contracted serious illnesses! It's your fault, you killed them, you killed them! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" The princess seemed to have lost her mind. Thinking of the child, she was like a madman, grabbing Zheng Yeheng and beating him madly.
Zheng Yeheng suddenly felt bored, so he pulled the princess over and whispered in her ear:
"Princess, you may have forgotten that the year we got married, I tore my genitals while hunting, and it took a long time to heal. And you were pregnant with twins at that time."
Suddenly, all the strength in the princess' body seemed to be drained away.
She fell down in the carriage and suddenly began to grin foolishly.
"He knows, he knows, I said he would know, haha, he knows!"
Zheng Yeheng straightened his clothes, his face full of indifference.
"Even so, I never despised those two children. However, they did die of a serious illness. Believe it or not. I'm not as heartless as you."
Zheng Yeheng glared at him and called out "Hong Jiu".
"Tell Hong Que to take the gifts back to the capital and apologize to the emperor on my behalf. Let's go back!"
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"Line up! Charge!"
Shouts of killing echoed through the sky. The three hundred soldiers quickly formed into teams and moved in unison. Their daily training played a huge role at this moment.
These people were not at all panicked. Even though King Dingyuan was not there, they still quickly assembled and remained calm.
This surprised Wang Yi greatly.
She had seen the soldiers defending Qingdong City before. Not only were they all crooked, but they also stood like paperclips. She had assumed Zheng Yeheng's soldiers were just as bad, but she hadn't expected them to be that way. This gave her a sense of security.
"Hahaha, there are food and women here! Charge!" The bandits who came out halfway stared at the farmers behind the soldiers, and rushed out on horseback, howling.
"Huh? Why are the weapons they're holding the same as the ones in the barracks?" Silly Sister suddenly asked. The two groups ahead had already engaged in combat, and a closer look revealed that both sides were holding the same standard weapons. Silly Sister had been hanging around the barracks these days, coveting their weapons but never having gotten her hands on any, so she immediately noticed something was amiss.
Wang Yi felt the situation was not good, so she quickly gathered her daughters-in-law and sons. They hid in the half-built foundation, not daring to show their heads.
"Mom, why do I feel that the soldiers left behind by the prince are about to be defeated?"
Wang Yi comforted Qu Bing beside him, stared at those people nervously, and whispered, "There's nothing we can do. We can only pray that they win."
"Hide!"
Wang Yi squatted in the foundation pit with several people, hugged each other with their eyes closed, and listened to the shouting and killing outside.
Wang Yi had thought about such a scene when they were leaving the city, but now that it had really happened, she was so scared that she felt powerless.
The women in the family are all young girls. If they were kidnapped by bandits, the family would be finished.
The shouting and screaming were getting closer and more frequent. Everyone hid and did not come out.
I don’t know how long it took, but finally, there was no sound outside.
Wang Yi carefully raised his head and looked out, and suddenly saw a face covered in blood.
"ah!"
She quickly dodged backwards, and when she looked carefully, she saw a man dressed as a bandit, already dead.
The centurion in the camp stood behind and grinned: "Don't be afraid, sister, we won!"
After saying that, he lay down in a daze.
"Hey, hey? Help, help!"
Wang Yi quickly asked Sister Silly to help carry the person back to the camp, and then began to take things out of the space.
She didn't care about shocking anything now. She went back to her tent and pulled out a large amount of healing medicine. It contained detoxifying, anti-inflammatory, and fever-reducing medicines made with herbal remedies from the system. She had previously brewed the medicine for Zheng Yeheng. Simply diluting it, cleaning the wound, and wrapping it with cotton cloth would heal most external injuries.
As she spoke, she called her family members over and began to clean the wounds and treat the wounded, one person at a time.
Fortunately, no matter how sophisticated the weapons and equipment of the bandits were, they were all a bunch of fools and were all wiped out by the soldiers.
However, when they collected the bodies, they still found that twelve of Zheng Yeheng's soldiers had died.
The bodies were carried together by Wang Yi and the people from the village chief's family. It was not until the next morning that a big fire was started and the bodies were burned to ashes.
Wang Yi had lost all her image at this time. She stood in front of the fire, exhausted and dazed.
She had seen every face of these people. They all ran around the camp all day long, and some of them had even eaten the food cooked in her pot.
Silly Sister cried inconsolably. She already considered herself a member of the barracks, and the twelve dead people could be called her teammates.
"Don't cry, silly sister. They died, but we were all saved by Sister Wang."
The centurion patted Silly Sister's shoulder with red eyes, and was already moved to tears by Wang Yi's family.
If it weren't for their help, there would not be just twelve people who died. It would be a miracle if one-third of the three hundred people survived.
The rest of the soldiers stood behind Wang Yi, silently watching the flames and Wang Yi.
The moment she turned around, they all saluted.
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