Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

"Whose dog are you?" Shen Lu asked.

Zhang Liu looked at Shen Lu expressionlessly, and while they were talking, Shen Lu's people had already become panicked when they saw that their leader was seriously injured.

This panic led to a flaw, and he gradually showed his weakness. After a while, he was defeated by the guards on Su Qing's side and became a prisoner.

Everyone who had their hands free slowly approached Shen Lu, surrounding him and not giving him any chance to escape.

However, what they did was considered unnecessary. Shen Lu had already been seriously injured. Even if he was allowed to run, he probably wouldn't be able to escape. He was able to stand now only because of his strong willpower.

Shen Lu put the long sword in his hand on the ground to support his body, then glanced at the people surrounding him, and said with some disdain: "General Zhang Liu, the great mass slaughterer, does he have such a big heart?"

Zhang Liu said: "You have to be a little safer. People who are in a critical situation of life and death always have unlimited potential. People like you and me who are used to seeing life and death, shouldn't we know best?"

Seeing that the dust had settled, Shen Lu had a leisurely conversation with Zhang Liu. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Indeed."

Zhang Liu asked: "Let's capture him without mercy?"

Shen Lu said: "Of course it's okay to be captured without mercy, but Shen has a question that he wants General Zhang Liu to answer..."

Zhang Liu nodded and said, "You ask."

Shen Lu asked, "Some of them said that Yu Wenwen was dead, but he wasn't, right?"

Zhang Liu didn't say anything, and Shen Lu continued: "Is there actually Yu Wenwen in the tent behind you?"

Su Qing leaned against the door of the tent, separated by a curtain, and listened quietly to the conversation outside.

Zhang Liu didn't notice Su Qing's presence, so he said: "Not bad."

Shen Lu continued: "So the person you are desperately protecting is not His Majesty at all, but Yu Wenwen?"

Zhang Liu remained silent, but his previous performance had already proved this.

Shen Lu laughed sarcastically: "What a human butcher, what a military god, to put it nicely, you are not a dog. No, you are a wolf, a white-eyed wolf like Shen, hahahaha..."

As he said that, under Zhang Liu's livid eyes, Shen Lu suddenly slapped his Tianling Cap with his palm, causing blood to splash everywhere.

Blood flowed down Shen Lu's forehead and into his still-open eyes, looking like a string of bloody tears.

His body fell softly, with a mocking smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking Zhang Liu for not being as good as him.

Zhang Liu frowned slightly, and after a long while, Shen Lu still didn't move.

Zhang Liu then walked over vigilantly. He tentatively stretched out a finger and put it under Shen Lu's nostril to test whether he was still breathing.

As a result, after testing, Zhang Liu finally confirmed that Shen Lu had committed suicide.

Zhang Liu sighed at Shen Lu's body and slowly closed his eyes for him.

In the first half of his life, he was loyal to the late emperor. After the death of the late emperor, he was forced to leave by Master Yu Wenwen and became a bandit. Later, in order to survive, he was driven by the adults of the Zhu Kingdom, which was not a good thing.

But who can always do whatever they want in their life? Looking at Shen Lu, Zhang Liu seemed to be able to see his own ending.

The relationship between Mr. Yu Wenwen and His Majesty was destined to end the moment he made his choice. Such a similar fate gave Zhang Liu a feeling of sympathy for Shen Lu.

The merits and demerits should disappear at the moment of his death. The only thing Zhang Liu can do is to wish him a freer life in the next life.

After doing all this, Zhang Liu stood up and planned to go into the tent to check on Master Yu Wenwen.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Su Qing holding the door curtain open with one hand, leaning half against the tent door, looking at him quietly.

Zhang Liu: "..."

I don’t know how much His Majesty heard before going in. Zhang Liu was a little embarrassed. He hesitated and said: "Your Majesty... why are you at the door? How dangerous it is here."

Su Qing glanced at him and said nothing to him. He opened the door curtain and walked out of the tent, passed Zhang Liu and walked outside.

At this time, the dust had settled. Among Shen Lu and his group, Shen Lu was dead, and the others were running away, and many others were arrested.

The camp has become very dilapidated due to the previous battles, and many tents were directly shot into sieves, making it impossible to live in them.

Su Qing immediately issued an order for everyone to reorganize the camp. The injured also needed to be reorganized, and the messy tents and luggage also needed to be reorganized.

It was already getting late now, and it would definitely be impossible to hurry on.

The labor merchant directed his men to tidy up the camp. About an hour later, the labor merchant came to report the damage to the camp.

Everything else was fine, but there was something wrong with the tent. About half of the tents were no longer habitable, so we had no choice but to let everyone squeeze in.

This raises another problem. The Huns definitely want the Huns to live together. The people on my side have very poor senses about them. If they live together, there will definitely be problems.

It's not a big problem for the soldiers to squeeze in by themselves. The key is themselves. How can they live by themselves?

Su Qing looked around and found that everyone was looking at him, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

Su Qing frowned. He wanted to live in a tent by himself, but it was obviously impossible.

It would be fine if he lived with Zhong Ning, but Zhong Ning was also crowded together with the soldiers.

It's not that Su Qing dislikes living with others, the main reason is that he also has a wolf totem tattoo on his back. If the soldiers accidentally see it, something may go wrong.

Thinking of this, Su Qing looked at Princess Anal. He might be able to squeeze in with Anal and the others, and it would only take one night.

Su Qing said: "Then Princess Anal and I..."

"Your Majesty, please let Your Majesty sleep with Wei Chen tonight..." Suddenly a voice came from behind Su Qing.

When Su Qing turned around, she happened to see Yu Wenwen holding one hand on the door of the tent and looking at him. The words just now came from his mouth.

There was cold sweat on his forehead. Perhaps because of the pain, he couldn't straighten up and was slightly hunched over.

Su Qing looked him up and down, and Yu Wenwen said warmly: "Your Majesty is a rich man, and the Huns are vulgar and cunning. If something happens to your Majesty because he hangs out with the Huns, even if you kill a few of them, it won't help." Already..."

Yu Wenzhang's words made all the Huns present red-eyed, and they were all ready to make a move.

Yu Wenzhang glanced at them with an indifferent expression, which was no different from looking at a dead object. He immediately stopped all the Huns in place and did not dare to move.