After a while, Emperor Jingping was still in a state of thinking.

Xiao Zicheng's proposal seems beautiful, but the manpower and material resources consumed in it are really difficult to estimate.

But the benefits brought by doing this are also huge. What is the most precious thing in the army? Old man!

No matter how this person was before, when he was on the battlefield, he was placed in front of him, and the recruits could be called a hero if they didn't pee when they saw him.

At this time, the old camp is always used. As long as the old camp is not in chaos, there is still hope of counterattack.

This is also the most difficult thing for Emperor Jingping to choose.

Xiao Fangzhi, who had long been unable to contain his curiosity, quietly approached his son and asked in a low voice:

"What first aid technique you mentioned can really reduce the number of casualties?"

Seeing this, Duke Li Jinglong of Zhao secretly came over, and his face was also full of curiosity.

"This should also be based on the actual situation. The other few are easy to understand, but they are nothing more than a problem of technique.

Only if this basic life maintenance is used properly, it is not difficult to make people resurrect from the dead.”

"What? Resurrection from the dead?!"

Xiao Fangzhi's voice rose directly to eight degrees, and then he realized something and secretly glanced at Emperor Jingping.

Seeing that Emperor Jingping was not interrupted by his voice, Xiao Fangzhi felt relieved and lowered his voice:

"Can the dead really bring back the dead?"

Xiao Fangzhi looked like a curious baby at this time.

“Yes, not, not.”

"Hey, make fun of your father, right?" Xiao Fangzhi made a gesture to beat him, "Be careful of your butt!"

I'm sorry, it's really...

"No, no, I said...

Basic life maintenance is actually to stop beating the heart and restore function through specific methods.

This method can be applied to soldiers who have entered a state of false death due to injury. There is no way to die... "

"This is too mysterious. Don't just want to seek credit, you can just do this trick. The crime of deceiving the king is not a joke."

The more Xiao Fangzhi listened, the more he felt that his son was too mysterious.

Not to mention how to define a fake death state, which can make the heart start to beat again, it doesn't sound like humans can achieve.

"Father, do you think I am a person who doesn't even want my life for the sake of credit..."

Xiao Zicheng was speechless. He originally wanted to promote the first aid law in the army and reduce the number of wounded soldiers at one time. As a result, when he arrived at his father, he became a random talker...

"Your Majesty, except for this person, the other assassins are killed!"

At this moment, Wei Che pressed the assassin leader to find Emperor Jingping to report his life.

After being disturbed by him, Emperor Jingping also came to his senses. When he saw the assassin leader, his eyes flashed with murderous intent:

"Tell me, where have my good brother been hiding over the years? Let me find it easy to find."

Faced with Emperor Jingping's inquiry, the assassin leader's eyes were full of resentment, and even though he was covered in wounds, he didn't care at all.

"Your Highness, your hands are covered with blood that provokes your loved ones, and you will definitely die a bad death!"

The man scolded loudly.

Emperor Jingping snorted coldly:

"My hands were covered with blood from my relatives? Zhu Qian was clean? Your master knew best how the Thirteenth brother died.

You tell Zhu Qian’s hiding place, maybe I can give you some fun!"

"Hahaha, the king and the prince are defeated. If I failed to kill you today, I didn't plan to live!"

The man laughed, "Do you think that if you find Your Highness, the Great Zhou will be able to be at peace? I'm delusional! It won't be too long, I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

As he said that, black blood flowed from the corner of the man's mouth and laughter stopped abruptly.

Wei Che hurriedly stepped forward to check, and a hint of annoyance flashed across his face:

"Dead!"

Emperor Jingping took a deep look at the assassin's body and said, "Go back to the camp!"

"It's Your Majesty!"

The atmosphere in the imperial tent was very solemn.

Xiao Zicheng also looked listless. If he had known this was the case, Dongshou would not have participated in anything.

At this moment, Liu Yong, the leader of the Imperial Guards, knelt on the ground, and beads of sweat as big as beans fell down his cheeks.

Emperor Jingping and the prince were assassinated one after another in the forest, but he, the commander of the Imperial Guard Battalion, was unable to rush to rescue the guards as soon as possible.

If it weren't for Duke Zhao's people's efforts to protect their lords, I'm afraid the sky would have collapsed at this time...

Liu Yong knew this crime alone, and he was afraid that he would be unable to escape today.

Emperor Jingping shouted angrily, "Liu Yong, you are so bad!"

"I...I am aware of the crime...I am asking Your Majesty to allow me to apologize for death..."

Liu Yong said with a pale face and trembling.

Emperor Jingping had a cold face and said nothing, which was considered to have directly acquiesced to Liu Yong's request.

"Since, thank you..."

Seeing that Emperor Jingping agreed, Liu Yong breathed a sigh of relief, bowed heavily, and walked out of the tent in dismay.

This is the best ending he can fight for himself. As the commander of the Imperial Guard Battalion, under his escort, the two most noble people in the Great Zhou were assassinated one after another.

But the Imperial Guard Battalion was slow to act. If you had more speculations, it would inevitably be classified as accomplices of him and the assassin.

Liu Yongke had no confidence that he could go to the Jinyiweizhao prison. Instead of suffering from inhuman torture and implicating his family, it would be better to apologize for his death.

Thump...

The civil servants heard a muffled sound from outside the tent and trembled all over, and they didn't dare to breathe.

No matter who can see, Emperor Jingping's move was to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys and deliberately show them.

Otherwise, Emperor Jingping could have executed Liu Yong secretly. Why bother to make trouble in front of them and allow him to commit suicide...

After a while, Emperor Jingping sighed quietly, "It's up to you, let's go back to the palace tomorrow."

After hearing Emperor Jingping's announcement of his return to Beijing tomorrow, Li Luan's hands clenched together in his sleeves.

After paying such a great price, could it be that he could watch Xiao Zicheng escape? If this were the case, how would that person view him?

"Your Majesty! My daughter's body is not cold. As a father, I must not sit idly by and watch the murderer go to justice!"

Li Luan said as she slowly took off her black hat on her head and knelt on the ground and said sadly.

Damn, this old guy is crazy, right? He still has to bite the young master at such a stall? Who gives him the courage...

Sure enough, Emperor Jingping's sharp eyes stabbed Li Luan like a knife, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Li Qing family, I originally thought that you have worked diligently for many years, and have no credit and hard work. I am going to spare your life. Now it seems that I am self-inflicted."

"Lu Bing, bring Li Mo'er up."

"Abide by the order!"

Lu Bing responded heavily, turned around and walked out of the tent.
Chapter completed!