"There are always unlucky people who want to harm me, there are always unlucky people who want to harm me, there are always unlucky people who want to harm me..." It was another long night. Xiong Jing, who had been sitting for a long time, repeatedly chanting these few words, glaring at a group of people who wanted to send him back to Xi County: Zhou Wen, Yang Lu, Yi Tuzi, Liu Jun, Ling Jun, Yang Wei, Qu Guang, Zhuyuan, Ge...

"I ask the king to get on the car." Everyone knelt down and asked Xiong Jing to get on the car south. They only dared to send sanitation to block Xiong Jing from letting him leave the camp, and they dared not be so rude that they took Xiong Jing into the car directly.

"You are rebelling! This is a coup!" Xiong Jing was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. As soon as he put his sleeves, a sharp knife that carved bamboo slips fell into his hand immediately. He pressed the not-sharp copper knife on his delicate neck.

"King--!" Yi Yang Jun, who was the first to see, was shocked and his eyes were about to fall out. He was kneeling and shouted, but he also knelt forward.

"You must not, you must not! You must not... you must not!" The other ministers were also scared to death. Ge had already taken Xiong Jing's sword, but he didn't expect that he had a knife. If the king really died, these people would be the ministers who killed the king and the people who harmed the country.

"I want to see my father and tell him why the rebellious ministers left behind are all the rebels. They not only harmed me, but also harmed me." Xiong Jing was still angry. Although the knife was not sharp, there was still blood on his neck. The ministers were even more panicked and kowtowed hard.

"I... dare not stop the king." Zhu Yuan's tears came out again, but fortunately he did not cry as loudly as noon.

"I dare not stop the king anymore." Following Zhu Yuan, the others also shouted loudly in a hurry, surrendering and admitting defeat.

"Go and find Yan." Xiong Jing's knife still did not put down a little. He no longer allowed the red-clothed sanitation who was in charge of the tent. Cai Bao was dead, and he could rely on those soldiers, including Yan, Hu, and Jie.

"Weiwei." Someone rushed out quickly. After a while, Yan Qi, who was unable to figure out the situation, stepped in. He began to suspicion since Gong Jia was transferred in the afternoon. Seeing the king pressing his knife against his neck, he shouted: "I have seen the king, how dare you ask what the king is?"

"It's nothing." Xiong Jing finally put down his knife, but he still held it in his hand. "I'm going to ask you to take over the entire battalion guards immediately and drive all the sanitation out for me."

"Ye Zaiyao also noticed something was wrong, so he ran out quickly and rushed back to the tent to ask for his order. In addition to the extremely neat steps of the palace armor, there were more than a dozen disciples in his tent, and they would replace the sanitation in the tent.

"If this matter is not a singular, it is said that it has never happened. If this happens next time, the singular will definitely be killed and will not forgive me!" The kneeling ministers were still panicked and were all in a daze.

"I am guilty of the best, I am rude to you..." Zhu Yuan was already in a state of dismay, and he didn't know where he was looking. He had a reaction when he heard Xiong Jing's words. After he murmured, with a "crack", the bronze sword suddenly pulled out, "I apologize, and I also apologize to the previous king." After saying this, he stabbed a sword into his chest, and blood immediately splashed out.

"You-!" Xiong Jing was shocked this time, and he didn't react at all.

"The old servant also apologized to the king," Xiong Jing finally came to his senses with continuous sounds of drawing the sword. "Hurry up! You... put down the sword! Let them all set them down!!"

"The old servant imprisons the king and his crimes should be punished." Ge Yeyoujian first bowed to Xiong Jing, and he would stab the sword into his chest like Zuo Shi.

"You dare, you dare!" Xiong Jing pressed his knife under his neck again in a hurry. He was also anxious. All the people kneeling were his ministers, and no one could die. Once he did this, everyone panicked again. "Master, can't."

"Then put down the sword." Zhu Yuan's blood was still flowing, and Xiong Jing couldn't bear to see it. He felt that he knew too little about his ministers.

"Old servant..." Ge Jian raised it in his hand. He looked at Xiong Jing and looked at the sword again. He didn't know whether to lie down the sword or release the sword. "Thank you the King to save the old servant from his death." Ge Dun said in his head, and after saying that, he aimed at the Jujian on his chest and took it back. Just when Xiong Jing breathed a sigh of relief, he slashed his left hand with one sword. The Jujian is not as sharp as a bronze sword. This sword chopped off the entire left hand. "Old servant... is forbidden to commit the death penalty, but... the crime of the superior... is unforgivable... to apologize to the King."

Enduring the severe pain, Ge trembled and said this, and the others followed: "I can be forgiven for my death, but I cannot forgive my sins. I will apologize to the king." After saying that, all the sword in my hand was cut on my left hand.

"It's so fucking crazy!" After a long time, Xiong Jing still couldn't believe this picture. Zhu Yuan was dead, Ge's left hand was broken, and the others used copper swords, such as Yang Lu, Zhou Wen and others wearing leather armor. When they were removed, they were stopped by the palace armor, and finally they didn't chop off their entire left hand.

"King..." Yang Lu was still in the tent because Xiong Jing asked him to talk about the battle for the shogunate today.

"You go back." Xiong Jing was still absent-minded and had no idea about listening.

"Please take your leave." Yang Lu said. "Please ask the king..." His tone turned a bit stiffly, and Xiong Jingxin knew exactly what he wanted to say. "...Stay early."

"Go. Don't forget that you are the commander of the Right Army. Your duty is to stabilize the Right Army." Xiong Jing said in a deep voice.

"I will accept the order." Yang Lu then left the king's camp and headed for the curtain, where the Right Army general was waiting for him.

"Come here, please invite General Lian Po." If you may fight the Qin army tomorrow, Xiong Jing can't sleep. After his invitation, Lian Po came soon, and as soon as he came in, he smelled the smell of blood.

"One died and several injured." Xiong Jing said powerlessly, "It's really a bunch of glass, it's not right, it's not right."

From the afternoon of visiting Xiong Jing, Lian Po guessed that Xiong Jing was "controlled" by his close ministers. Although he didn't know how Xiong Jing reversed the situation, he could still imagine the scene of these close ministers asking for death. "I heard that Chu had many loyal ministers, so King Hui saw that there were leeches in the cold till they were killed and killed the kitchen and swallowed them. The king was so wise that he must consider his ministers in the future."

"Hey!" Xiong Jing was speechless, and could only sigh. The story told by Lian Po Xiong Jing knew: King Hui of Chu saw a leech in the cold sauerkraut when he was eating. He was doing the same thing. The chef should be executed when he was supervising food. He was kind-hearted and afraid that he would swallow the leech and then suffer a abdominal pain. Fortunately, the leech died in the end.

"Teacher thinks, will the Qin army fight tomorrow?" Xiong Jing shook his head and stopped thinking about these things, and just asked about the decisive battle.

"No fighting." Lian Po answered very neatly. "Our army arrived, and the Qin army had never taken advantage of our army's foothold and not stable fight, so we would naturally not fight tomorrow."

"Our army retreated for fifteen miles the next day. Will the Qin army fight?" Xiong Jing also felt that it was unlikely that the Qin army would go to war tomorrow.
Chapter completed!