Chapter 120 Mr. Wei’s token Crossing the Yellow River is the territory of Wei State.

Spring here comes later, the weeping willows by the river are still gray, and the snow has not yet melted in the darker areas of the forest.

The Milky Way flows in the sky, and the Yellow River surges on the ground.

Jiang He was sitting by the campfire and heard the sound of soybeans popping in the clay pot. He threw a pinch of coarse salt into it and Zong Jun, who was kneeling opposite, took down the clay pot.

"The fried beans are ready." He handed the pottery pot to Cai Ling, looked at Jiang He's expression, and finally couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, are you worried about His Majesty's condition?"

It’s not just Zhao Zheng’s condition.

Jiang He picked up a wooden stick with his fingers and shook off the ants crawling towards the bonfire.

The ant fell into the grass, changed direction, and crawled towards a crumb of cake.

She raised her head slightly and looked across the woods and distant mountains, as if she could see somewhere in the northeast where the Qi army led by Jiang Ben attacked the Zhao camp and fought bloody battles.

When her father passed away, he told her, don't be sad, be cruel.

Zhao Zheng also wrote to her, telling Jiang He to be cruel.

She knew that the art of war she was familiar with, if used in practice, would be a life-and-death of her words and instructions, people who might have died lived, and people who might have lived a happy life died.

In previous wars, she had been a rebel who had to defend this time, she became the counselor who stirred up the storm.

Just like this night, more than one or two people died in the Zhao camp while they were still sleeping.

Jiang He specifically asked not to leave more than three people alive.

Therefore, Jiang Ben will not be lenient.

Those Zhao people also have brothers and sisters, parents, wives and just because of her words, his body and head were separated.

Killing, killing, even if he knew what his original intention was, Jiang He had been suffering from the moment he sent that letter to now.

She suddenly understood Wei Ji's suffering and hesitation outside Daliang City last the lives of so many people in their hands, even gods and Buddhas would probably be hesitant.

Jiang He could be cruel, but he couldn't help but feel sad.

The bonfire burned like splattering blood.

Jiang He suddenly held her chest and coughed. A fishy hot breath seemed to gush out from her heart and lungs. Her throat was salty and hot, and she spit out a mouthful of blood.

The sky and the earth were spinning, and the bonfire seemed to be about to hit her face. In Jiang He's sight, only Zongjun's hand stretched out to her across the bonfire.

I don't remember anything else at all.

At dawn, a wild dog barked a few times and quietly approached the military camp.

It came here yesterday and wanted to pick up some leftovers from the Zhao people, but the Zhao people drove them away with swords and guns. One of its companions was running slowly and was shot through the neck by the Zhao people. He peeled off the skin and roasted it. .

The scent of dog meat can be smelled two miles away.

But today the camp seemed very quiet, but the wild dog suddenly raised its ears and nose, and sniffed carefully.

The smell of blood, the smell of human blood.

It was so stimulated by the primitive smell that its hair exploded for a moment, and it took a few tentative steps forward.

The blood flowing on the ground dyed its four paws red. Taking advantage of a ray of sunlight, it saw dead Zhao people lying inside and outside the camp.

Occasionally there are dead people wearing foreign clothes, who seem to be Yan people.

A man who was not dead yet was leaning on the chariot. When he saw the wild dog approaching, he picked up a stone and threw it at him!

"Wild dogs of the Yan Kingdom!" He cursed weakly but his eyes were splitting. "When I tell your majesty, I will send troops to the Yan Kingdom to massacre the Yi people in the city!"

The wild dog dodged the stone but did not leave.

It bent its forelimbs downwards and its hind legs, hissed lowly, and circled around the only living creature.

Today it has nothing to fear.

Sure enough, the Zhao man seemed to be frightened by it. He stood up with the support of the chariot, climbed onto a horse with great difficulty, leaned on the horse, and fled quickly.

The wild dog was relieved.

There is so much meat on the floor, which one should you eat first? At dawn, Wei Zipei finally entered the Wei camp.

Fortunately, she still had a waist card. Although the people guarding the camp saw her looking embarrassed, they did not dare to intercept her and quickly led Wei Zipei to see the envoy Long Yangjun.

Long Yangjun had just finished dressing up when he suddenly saw Her Royal Highness the Princess in person. He quickly stood up and the jade belt that had not been fastened around his waist fell off, making him very embarrassed.

"Why are you here, Your Highness? Aren't you supposed to be in the Kingdom of Wei?"

Long Yangjun hid behind the screen and tightened his belt before coming out gracefully.

"Go quickly!" Wei Zipei ignored his manners and stated what he saw in a panic, "Go to the Zhao camp! The people of Zhao are in dire straits!"

Wei Zipei's sister is the Queen of King Zhao, and she has a natural affinity towards Zhao people.

"Your Highness, please calm down and speak slowly."

Long Yangjun looked at Wei Zipei's chapped lips and disheveled hair. He didn't know whether to hand her a cup of tea or a comb. He simply went to make tea first. When he passed by the dowry, he picked out a small silver comb wrapped with gold wire.

"The prince of Qi, Jiang Bi, led a large army to attack Zhao's camp at night!" Wei Zipei said concisely and comprehensively.

"This is not a big deal." Long Yangjun picked up the ground tea powder with a silver spoon and put it into the teapot.

The water on the small charcoal stove has just boiled, and now it is steaming, and the aroma of tea soon fills the room.

"They are wearing the uniforms of the Yan people!" Wei Zipei said again.

Long Yangjun's hand holding the handle of the teapot shook and he looked up at her.

"Yan Kingdom?"

"Yan State!" Wei Zipei said, "This is Yong State's conspiracy! They want Zhao State and Yan State to go to war and reap the benefits!"

"Conspiracy." Long Yangjun murmured as fire flashed through his Zipei looked at his bright, beautiful and feminine face and wondered why he, who was always smart, kept repeating his words.

"That's why I risk my life to see you! You have to write a letter and tell them the truth before the king of Zhao gets angry and wants to fight to the death with Yan. Only in this way, Zhao Yan will not start a war, and the Three Kingdoms Alliance can join forces to resist Yong."

Wei Zipei spoke very quickly, waving her azure sleeves as if she wished she could write ink for Lord Long Yang herself.

Long Yangjun turned his head and gently picked up the teapot with his fingers. The orange-yellow tea flow fell into the tea cup like a stream.

He was not in a panic, but became more elegant and calm.

"Your Highness Princess," Long Yangjun said slowly, "do you know that Yong Kingdom has destroyed South Korea?"

"South Korea?" The expression on Wei Zipei's face changed.

"Do you know that if nothing happens, the next one will definitely be me, Da Wei?"

South Korea is close to the State of Wei, and the State of Wei has had many conflicts with the State of Yong in recent years.

Long Yangjun handed Wei Zipei tea, put the comb on the table, poured another cup of tea, gently blew away the foam, and said calmly: "Then do you know what an accident is?"

This is accident.

It was an accident that Qi State pretended to be Yan State and raided Zhao State.

"The king of Zhao State is narrow-minded and has high self-esteem, so he will inevitably go to war with Yan State. At that time, the troops will be allocated to the east, and the west will have no time to take care of it. How could a person like Zhao Zheng let go of this opportunity?"

Long Yangjun sipped tea lightly, looking happy.

"But..." Wei Zipei shook his head suddenly and said, "The Queen of Zhao is the sister of me and my brother. My brother will not sit idly by! Brother, if Lord Long Yang doesn't go today, I will! I will go to Zhao in person. Country, sister, she will believe me!"

"Someone is coming!" Long Yangjun interrupted Wei Zipei and threw the tea cup in his hand towards the door of the camp!

With a "pop" sound, the tea cup smashed to the ground, the fragments bounced up, and the people outside screamed.

"Your Majesty, this is a humble position." Someone reluctantly replied.

"You have brought outsiders." Long Yangjun warned sternly.

Zhao Guo's military camp was attacked at a time when there was a turmoil.

"Qi State Jiang Ben, please see Lord Long Yang." Jiang Ben's voice sounded from behind.

Fortunately, he knew that Lord Long Yang was extremely skilled in swordsmanship and hid behind these guides, otherwise he would have been the one to lose his appearance.

Wei Zipei jumped up.

"Why are you here? What's your intention? You haven't harmed the Zhao people enough, and you still want to bully our Wei state? I tell you, ten Qi states are not enough for our Wei state to fight! If you don't believe it, try Long Yangjun's sword , try me, the man of Wei State. Do you want to beg us not to tell the truth? Don’t even think about it! I will definitely seek justice for my sister..."

Wei Zipei stood up, like an angry little beast, and started cursing at Jiang Ben.

Jiang Ben felt that the chatter was very noisy, but he could not teach Princess Wei a lesson in front of Lord rubbed his ears, narrowed his eyes and smiled at Long Yangjun.

Long Yangjun also rubbed his ears, but he did not smile, but said seriously: "Young Master Jiang Bi of Qi State, how did you get in?"

Wei Zipei suddenly fell silent and covered his mouth in surprise.

As a princess, she was able to enter the camp and meet Lord Long Yang.

And how come Jiang Ben, the young master of Qi State, came here without any obstacles? Jiang Ben took a step back, bowed slightly to Lord Long Yang, stood up and said solemnly: "Because I am holding this."

He spread his hand out, and in his palm lay a three-edged arrow.

The arrowhead is smooth and has intricate inscriptions engraved on it.

As long as the generals above the lieutenant level of Wei State recognize this arrow.

This is the token of Prince Wei Ji, which can be entrusted with life and death, and can be used to command the three armies.

"Brother he..."

Wei Zipei understood instantly.

Wei Ji knew what Jiang Ben wanted to do and supported him.

Brother, he betrayed his sister.

With tears in his eyes, Wei Zipei suddenly turned around and walked out, only to hear two loud shouts: "Stop!"

It was not only Long Yangjun who stopped her, but also Jiang Ben.

As if not expecting the other person to speak at the same time as him, Long Yangjun and Jiang Ben looked at each other.

Jiang Ben saw that Wei Zipei only stopped for a moment and then walked out again, so he had to stop her and said: "Your Highness, please think twice. First, are you a princess of Wei or Zhao? Second, are you a princess of Wei?" What is more important is the people, or the people of Zhao State; thirdly, can the three kingdoms really win against Yong if they form an alliance?"

Wei Zipei's face was filled with tears, his body was shaking, and he suddenly knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

Jiang Ben looked at her and shook his head. He took out a red silk handkerchief from Long Yangjun's dowry and handed it to her hand.

"Your brother has already made his choice. Whether you agree or not today, nothing will change."

Wei Zipei suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiang Ben with an angry expression and said, "Ask me who I am and whether the people of Wei are important. Then why do you, Master of Qi, want to be Yong's dog?"

"Your Highness!" Lord Long Yang shouted to stop, but Wei Zipei still spoke out.

Jiang Ben smiled openly and stood up, replying: "I am different from the princess. I know who I am, so everything I do is for the people of Qi."

After he finished speaking, he walked out. When he reached the door of the camp, he seemed to remember something again. He turned around and nodded to Lord Long Yang and said, "My father asked me to send Her Royal Highness back to the Kingdom of Wei. Since she was sent to Lord Long Yang, she must be here." very safe."

There was an inexplicable hint of appreciation in Lord Long Yang's eyes, and he nodded and said, "Young master, don't worry."

Jiang Ben then strode away. He had gone a long way, and Wei Zipei suddenly turned to look at his back.

The tents were flying open, and the young master was high-spirited and determined, as if he had everything in mind and no need to worry.

(End of this chapter)