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Looking at Naxicuo with a serious face, Han Xiaodong's eyes were straightened. What kind of order is this?It is simply abetting suicide!If he got angry and refused to eat, then this upright Naxicuo might really stab himself in the neck.

But if you think about it carefully, the witch doctor probably understands Mo Xiu's temperament, and also knows that this medicine is so bad that ordinary people can't enjoy it, so he came up with such a bad idea.

After looking at the medicine and the knife in Naxi Cuo's hand, Han Xiaodong pinched his nose and poured the bowl of white juice into his mouth in one go.

But what surprised him was that the juice smelled very bad, but it tasted faintly sweet in his mouth, a bit like soy milk with added sugar.

This made his psychological resistance a lot less, and he thought, could this be the legendary liquid stinky tofu?It's not for nothing that it smells bad and tastes good.

Seeing that Han Xiaodong drank all the medicine, Naxicuo showed a naive smile, took the medicine bowl again, and said to Han Xiaodong: "Your Majesty, rest early, I will be at the door, please tell me if you have anything to do."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked outside the house.

Han Xiaodong originally wanted Naxicuo to bring him some water, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he felt dizzy for a while, and then all the scenery in front of him became blurred, and he fell headlong before he understood what was going on. He fell on the bed, completely passed out.

Han Xiaodong, who fell asleep, had a very, very long dream. In the dream, he saw the young Moxiu and Kucha, and also saw the legendary great monarch Halimos. He was very strong, but his face But he is very kind, looking like the uncle next door.

In the dream, Han Xiaodong watched Moxiu's life like watching a movie, how he played with Kucha when he was a child, how the two fought against the Sihas together, and then when the father and son fought against the gods and beasts, Halimos died , They are all stories of brotherhood and harmony, and the same hatred and hatred.

However, since Kucha came to the throne, the painting style of the story began to change. Kucha's cruelty, the submission of the Sihas, the arrogance of the Tark nobles, and the hardships of ordinary people all rushed towards Han Xiaodong. I understood from the bottom of my heart why Moxiu launched a war against his brother. All of this was for the bottom-level people of Talke.

The story begins when Moxiu was four or five years old, he and Moxiu fled away, and finally attracted disaster soldiers. The whole life of a monarch is shown one by one to Han Xiaodong, the challenger of the trial, in the form of this biographical film. .

At this time, Han Xiaodong was more and more sure that the decisions he had made so far were correct. He was completely confident that the choice he made now was exactly the same as Mo Xiu's choice back then.

When the story was playing, although he knew it was a dream, he didn't have the urge to wake up, but when the story was finished, Han Xiaodong, who knew he was carrying a heavy burden, finally had the idea to wake up.

Slowly, he opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a bloody blue face.

Han Xiaodong was taken aback, and was about to reach out to push the person in front of him, only to realize that this person was Naxicuo.

Seeing Han Xiaodong woke up, Naxicuo became excited and shouted behind him: "Your Majesty is awake, Your Majesty is awake!"

This loud voice!Han Xiaodong's brain, which had just woken up, was instantly dazzled. He now completely understood that sentence, what kind of feeling did he feel when his head was dizzy from being quarreled.

It's a pity that Han Xiaodong didn't realize that he was still weak until he woke up. This feeling of powerlessness made it difficult for him to sit up even if he wanted to.

At this time, the witch doctor came over, pushed Naxicuo away, and fed Han Xiaodong a kind of sweet liquid. Only then did Han Xiaodong feel his strength slowly recovering.

"I... what's wrong?" Han Xiaodong looked at the ministers in the room with a confused expression, and asked strangely.

"In order to let you take better care of your body, I used the secret technique of the palace. I did not greet you before. It is really a crime for me, but this is also for the sake of your majesty's health. Please understand."

The witch doctor's voice was very calm, and his few words answered Han Xiaodong's question.

Knowing the cause and effect, Han Xiaodong breathed a sigh of relief and moved his body slightly. He found that this so-called secret technique was really useful. At least his internal organs felt that he had repaired a lot. Although, he could still feel slight pain. It hurt a lot, but compared to before falling asleep, it was much better.

Han Xiaodong looked at the people in the room, heaved a sigh of relief, and thought that this is a narrow escape, if this secret technique really has such a great ability to quickly adjust his body, then there is still room for this battle .

No matter how much you spend during the day, at worst, you can make up for it by sleeping at night. There is really nowhere to find such a good thing. From this point of view, history is still advancing according to the original track.

After scanning the room full of ministers, Han Xiaodong asked casually, "What time is it?"

Naxicuo stepped forward and said respectfully, "Morning, Your Majesty, the sun has just risen."

Hearing that it was only early in the morning, Han Xiaodong felt relieved, then looked at the blood-stained Naxicuo, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Why did you make yourself so miserable so early in the morning?"

Naxi Cuo smiled and wiped his face: "Your Majesty, I had a fight with those demon bastards yesterday. Although they are powerful, they didn't take advantage of it. The city wall is still ours. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Han Xiaodong frowned when he heard the words, thinking to himself that he really fell asleep yesterday, and he didn't hear anything about the battle outside. Thinking this way, Han Xiaodong couldn't help asking: "Last night Did they attack at night?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing his question, Naxicuo was also surprised, and replied in puzzlement: "There are night raids every day, and they were not idle that day, and they became more and more fierce every day!"

"What?" Hearing this, Han Xiaodong couldn't help feeling a lot of uneasiness in his heart. Something was wrong, and Naxicuo's answer was different from what he thought. Han Xiaodong couldn't help asking: "It's getting worse every day? Didn't they just come here yesterday?" Are you starting to attack?"

Hearing this, the witch doctor finally couldn't listen anymore, walked up to Han Xiaodong, bowed slightly, and explained: "Your Majesty, you have been asleep for three days, and the fighting has not stopped for these three days."

When Han Xiaodong heard this, he almost jumped out of bed!

Three days!

What a joke, I can sleep for three days with a bowl of medicine!If he fights for one day, he will have to rest for three days, so what a fart this fight is, wouldn't his wishful thinking just now be all in vain? !

It seems that the person who made the question really made a big joke with him. The problem that was not solved before going to sleep was still not solved when he woke up.

"How's the situation in the past three days?" This is what he cares most about.

During these three days of fighting, he himself was not on the battlefield. The soldiers on the city wall must be at a disadvantage, while the attacking side has the upper hand. If the way of fighting on the first day is followed, the losses must be considerable. Han Xiaodong even has a feeling of wanting to escape. idea.

Sure enough, as soon as his words came out, the faces of the ministers became ugly, and they all avoided his gaze.

Only then did Han Xiaodong think of someone, and he asked loudly, "Head of the Legion, where is the head of the Hudaxi Army?!"

When he asked, everyone lowered their heads even more. After a long time, they heard Naxicuo reply in a very weak voice:
"The commander of the legion, he died for his country."