Following Ji Jiuying's instructions, Han Shaoting went to check the kitchen of the military camp but found no suspicious people. He frowned, constantly recalling what Ji Jiuying had said: the poison entered through the mouth, and although the person was not from the military camp, they could easily come into contact with the people in the camp.
Which detail did I overlook?
Han Shaoting's mind raced. He went to the yard where the chickens and ducks were kept, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with them.
"Eldest brother, how's the investigation going?"
Han Shaoyi arrived just in time to see Han Shaoting looking worried.
As Han Shaoyi approached, a gust of wind carried a hint of alcohol. Han Shaoting jumped to his feet. "I know! It's alcohol."
Han Shao also said, "You mean, the poison was put in the wine?"
“That’s right! Most soldiers in the camp drink a sip or two of wine with their meals to liven things up! Even those who don’t drink get infected.” Han Shaoting said. It seems that the people of the Western Jin Dynasty are very familiar with the food in their camp. The food is usually inspected before it is served, but the wine is not!
"Elder brother, let's handle this matter quietly for now. As for the city gate, let's not alert them. I suspect that the Western Jin will send troops tonight. When that happens, we'll act according to Princess Anping's plan."
Han Shaoting naturally knew what to do. At this moment, everything in Guanshan City seemed normal, but it was a kind of eerie normalness, as if something was brewing.
In the city of romance and pleasure.
A burly middle-aged man was drinking wine and eating meat in large gulps; this man was none other than the Prince of Beixiang of the Western Jin Dynasty.
"Your Highness, you are truly brave and mighty! You took Fengyue City just like that!" A weasel-faced man said as he poured wine for the Prince of Beixiang.
"Of course!" the King of Beixiang sneered.
"Your Highness, should we kill the city lord of Fengyue City and the prisoners he holds?"
The Prince of Beixiang laughed loudly, "They're probably screaming in their prison cells right now!"
"After I take Guanshan City tonight, I will deal with them when I return. Those who are willing to submit to our Western Jin will be given the antidote; those who are not, have no reason to live!"
"Yes, Your Highness, I would like to congratulate you in advance on your successful start tonight!"
The King of Beixiang laughed triumphantly, as if victory was just around the corner.
"Although Guanshan City is surrounded by rugged mountains, it will be easy to conquer it if I have a little time."
The Prince of Beixiang thought of the bet he made with the Crown Prince, promising to take Guanshan City in three days. The Crown Prince promised to marry the Third Princess Murong Ning to him as a concubine. Since the Third Princess secretly took out the Snow Moon Flower and it was burned by Princess Anping of Cangyue, she and her birth mother, Consort Qin, have been disliked. But the Prince of Beixiang didn't care about any of this.
He, the Prince of Beixiang, rose from a lowly deputy general to his current position after decades of hard work and struggle on the battlefield, becoming the first non-royal prince of the Western Jin Dynasty. He had never tasted the life of a royal princess before, and the prospect of this bet made him eager to try it. Thinking of this, it was as if the delicate Third Princess had already fallen into his hands.
"Anfeng, go and inform Deputy General Liang immediately that I will take Guanshan City tonight!" King Beixiang said sternly after taking a big gulp of wine.
"Yes! I'll arrange it right away!"
The person in the shadows glanced indifferently at the Prince of Beixiang, flicked his finger lightly, and a dazzling light, which he had inadvertently discovered, entered the Prince's brow.
——
"Jun Lintian, how's the matter I assigned you going?"
Jun Lintian rubbed his hands together with a confident look on his face, "Little Jiu Jiu, everything is ready."
The air rippled, and Gong Mingyue appeared in everyone's sight. The invisible pressure immediately made everyone restrain themselves.
"Ah Yue, you're back! What's the situation in Fengyue City now?"
Ji Jiuying stepped forward and asked. Although she guessed that the Western Jin might send troops tonight, there was always a chance of error. She wanted to be absolutely certain.
"Jiu'er, the Western Jin will send troops to attack Guanshan City tonight!"
"Approximately how many people from the Western Jin Dynasty are in the city?"
"It's close to four hundred thousand!" Gong Mingyue said calmly.
"Jiu'er, those soldiers and city lords of Jialan have been imprisoned by the King of Beixiang." Gong Mingyue thought for a moment and then said. He originally didn't want to care about the lives of these people, but Jiu'er was in charge of this matter, so he was naturally happy to help Jiu'er.
Upon hearing this, Ji Jiuying immediately came up with a plan: "Yingyue, you take Lengshuang and the others and sneak into the city to control the soldiers left behind by the Western Jin, and then open the city gates from the inside."
"yes."
"Yes, Master!"
Leng Shuang and the others all changed into night clothes.
"Jun Lintian, once the city gates open, you can simply charge in."
"Okay, Little Nine Nine! I will definitely complete the mission," Jun Lintian said excitedly.
"Miss, what about me?"
Qingling stepped forward and asked.
"Qingling, you should go with Leng Shuang and the others!" Ji Jiuying said after thinking for a moment.
"good!"
Qingling was overjoyed and quickly agreed.
"That book, Holy Venerable?" Hei Xiangling asked.
"You should go back into the space!"
Gong Mingyue said coldly. He had finally managed to leave only him and Jiu'er. How could he possibly allow such a big third wheel to be there?
"No, this Holy Venerable also wants to kill." Hei Xiangling narrowed her eyes and firmly objected.
"Hei Xiangling, A Yue and I are going to rescue someone. We'll take you with us tomorrow."
Ji Jiuying explained.
"This Holy One also..." He wanted to go with you, but before he could finish speaking, he disappeared from the spot.
Hei Xiangling cursed and swore at the air inside the space, so Ji Jiuying simply blocked the space.
"Ah Yue, let's go to the city dungeon now." Ji Jiuying's eyes gleamed; now they were just waiting for night to fall.
"good."
Before long, it gradually got dark.
With Gong Mingyue there, Ji Jiuying quickly arrived at the place where the Lord of Fengyue City was being held.
Those elite troops were probably all summoned by the King of Beixiang, so there were only seven or eight soldiers guarding the prison entrance.
Seven or eight soldiers yawned, ate peanuts, and drank a little wine, completely unaware that someone was approaching.
Ji Jiuying narrowed her eyes slightly, waved her hand, and a silver needle pierced into their necks. The group stood up in alarm, about to shout that they had been attacked by an enemy, when bang bang bang! They collapsed to the ground, motionless.
The commotion wasn't too loud, but it still alerted the people inside the cell.
Soon, more than a dozen soldiers came out of the cell one after another, surrounding Ji Jiuying and Gong Mingyue.
"Who dares to break into the prison of our Western Jin Dynasty?"
A fat, big-eared man stepped forward and shouted angrily.
Upon seeing Ji Jiuying and Gong Mingyue's appearance, the fat, big-eared man's eyes lit up, and his lust was aroused. "Handsome men and women!"
Gong Mingyue frowned slightly. With a gentle wave of his hand, the fat pig's eyeballs flew out of their sockets. Before it could even cry out, its throat was gripped by a force, and it collapsed to the ground with a whimpering sound. In no time, it was gone.
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