Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

She was hugged unexpectedly, and her head went blank for a moment. The body holding her was shaking slightly, and the force was so strong that it almost squeezed her soul out of her body.

It's like falling into a mist, surrounded by unknown mountain roars, tsunamis, whale waves and crocodile waves. You can't tell when they will hit...

Liang Huan stood stiffly, waiting to wake up and reach out to push him away.

"high--"

Before he finished speaking, he just raised his hand and before his fingertips touched him, he let go.

The secret passage was dark, and Liang Han could not see the expression on his face clearly.

"Let's go." Gao Qian took a step back, his voice low and soft.

After saying that, he didn't even look at her, turned around and left, as if the hug just now was an illusion.

Someone was waiting at the exit with a torch held high, and there was a fat man beside him, who stretched his neck to look into the secret passage, extremely anxious.

It wasn't until he saw the two of them coming out of the secret passage safely that his frown relaxed slightly.

"Queen, you, you are finally back..."

Qian Ming's throat was choked, and he wiped his tears with his fat hands. His small eyes were bright and red in the firelight.

The people guarding outside all looked over.

Gao Qian lifted Qian Ming's collar and pushed him aside without looking at him.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will treat you like a boulder and throw you off the city wall."

Qian Ming shrank his neck and covered his mouth.

At this time, General Zhao Yan had led his lieutenants to meet him. The Zhou army's offensive was very fierce, and the troops in the city could not sustain it for long.

Liang Huan frowned and glanced at Gao Qian. Before he could open his mouth, he heard him say: "Qian Ming, send the queen to rest."

After that, he took the people and left.

"Wait a minute," Liang Huan took two steps forward, "I will go with Your Majesty."

Gao Qian was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

Liang Huan followed Gao Qian up the city wall. There were roars and wailings from above and below the city, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and burnt flesh.

Looking at the past, as expected, most of the soldiers went into battle with injuries. If they faced the Zhou army head-on, there would be no chance of winning.

Looking at the large rocks prepared, there are not many left.

Wang Tingyue led people to drag Yu Wenke forward, but because rockets kept shooting into the city from outside the wall, he could not get close to the wall.

Liang Huan thought for a while and suggested placing it in a prominent position. When the soldiers saw the enemy commander captured, their morale immediately increased.

At this time, a general came in a hurry to report that the Zhou army was concentrating its forces to ram the city wall with its chariots, and gaps were exposed in some places.

The rammed earth wall cannot resist everything. If the Zhou army does not retreat, the wall will collapse sooner or later.

Someone suggested collecting cloth from the city to make a thick and wide curtain to reduce the power of the buffer vehicle.

Gao Qian immediately ordered people to get cloth, and personally led people to build fences to block the gap in the city wall.

Liang Huan led Qian Ming to make curtains together with the disabled women and children in the city.

After the curtain was finished, the force of rushing the car suddenly decreased. Seeing this, Zhou Jun tied pine branches and hemp poles to long poles, dipped them in oil, and went to burn the curtain.

In response, Gao Qian ordered people to use hook knives to cut off the burning pine branches and hemp poles. The fireballs fell one by one, but burned Zhou Jun himself, causing many casualties.

Although the situation has improved, he still dare not take it lightly. Liang Huan told Qian Ming to lead his people to collect materials from the local area, find a lot of nettles, and sprinkle them under the city wall after simple treatment. Although Zhou Jun was wrapped in armor, his face could be exposed. and hands, which become sore and itchy at the slightest contact.

After Liang Huan whispered a few words to Wang Tingyue, he looked at Yu Wenke himself.

Liang Huan had no reaction to Yu Wenke's fierce eyes, and only looked at him when she was giving him the injection.

It was not until dawn that the roars under the wall gradually weakened. Gao Qian ordered Zhao Yan to lock Yu Wenke and climb to the highest point of the city wall.

Liang Huan thought for a while and decided to follow him without showing his face. He only hid behind the battlement and looked out quietly.

After a night of fighting, the soldiers inside and outside the city were all bruised and bleeding and exhausted.

Suddenly, when he saw Yu Wenke, there was a roar outside the wall.

The Zhou army had already heard rumors that the Duke of Guo was attacked and captured by the Qi army, but since the Duke had not shown up yet, they were all dubious.

Now the Duke was escorted and appeared in front of the two armies. Suddenly the Zhou army was shouting and the crowd was in a rage.

Compared with Zhou Jun's panic, Qi Jun straightened his back and had high fighting spirit.

Liang Huan glanced around the city. The generals leading the army were all Yu Wenke's close confidants.

She had seen it in the martial arts arena.

Liang Huan lowered his head, his thoughts turning over and over again.

She originally wanted to use Yu Wenke to blackmail Zhou Jun into retreating, but now she is afraid that she will change her mind...

"Mother, you'd better go and rest."

Qian Ming's round head came over, startling Liang Huan.

She did not answer Qian Ming's question, but exhaled and raised her eyes to look at Gao Qian, who was also staring at her.

Liang Huan thought about it for a while and said to Gao Qian: "Your Majesty, please kill Yu Wenke."

"Why?" Gao Qian was surprised.

Liang Huan quickly glanced around, stood on tiptoes and put his ears to his ears, and lowered his voice to explain a few words.

As his mind wandered, warm breath poured into his ears, and a warm current instantly flowed to his limbs and bones, passing through every corner of his body.

He narrowed his eyes and remained motionless.

After listening to her brief words, his eyes became darker and darker, and the smile on his lips became stronger and stronger.

Liang Huan looked over again and saw that Zhao Yan was still negotiating loudly with the people in the city.

Seeing that Yu Wenke was captured, several of Yu Wenke's cronies immediately made eye contact, and later simply got together, seemingly discussing ways to rescue him.

Although Yu Wenke was gagged and a sword was placed on his neck, he still held his head high and screamed, as if he was lecturing the soldiers in the city. His appearance was fierce and did not weaken at all because he fell into the hands of the enemy. The momentum and majesty.

Compared with his arrogant and domineering appearance, Zhao Yan next to him was too gentle, which made him look weaker.

She sounded nothing more than a series of incomprehensible whines, but a few cronies below the city seemed to understand.

Another one took a step forward and shouted loudly: "You have been guarding the isolated city for many days and have not seen any reinforcements. Why bother to defend with your life? Why not surrender as soon as possible!"

"Qi Jun, listen, any of you who releases the Duke of our country, appoints him with official titles, rewards with gold and silver, and gives beauties in silk and silk as gifts. This is not only a way to survive, but also a career that you will never achieve in Qi." Teng——”

There was a sharp sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and before Zhao Yan could react, a stream of warm and bright red blood mist spurted out, splashing people and objects around him.

The man who was whimpering a moment ago, in the blink of an eye, his blood-ball-like head fell from the city wall with a thud, and rolled out a long way.

The people above and below the city were silent for a moment. Some people didn't even react. They just felt something flashing past. They lowered their heads and followed the bloody mark to find it. They stared at it again and again before they were shocked. , that is, that is the head of Yu Wenke, Duke of Jin...

Everyone looked up again and saw a man in black clothes standing next to a headless corpse. His gloomy and pale face was spattered with blood. He held up a long sword dripping with blood and looked down at them with a cold tone.

"I will use your coach's head as a sacrifice to Tuyang City. Anyone who attacks us will end up like this!"