Fast time travel tricks to death system

"Ningde, ask someone to send me a map." Zhou Ming watered the flowers and plants beside him. In this cold season, flowers and plants are difficult to support. To pass the time, he can only raise some flowers and plants to pass the day.

Ning De nodded and went down, Nuomi ran to Zhou Ming's side and stretched out his hands for a hug.

Zhou Ming had no choice but to pick up Nuomi, and handed the homemade flower watering tool to Nuomi.

Glutinous rice poured water, he said: "Mother, you want a map, is it related to the battle of Chixi?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Zhou Ming scratched the tip of Nuomi's nose, "Now that Xiao En is not here, we can only rely on ourselves. If we want to live, we cannot lose this war."

"Mother, can't we run?" Nuomi raised her head and asked.

"If you run for a while, can you run for a lifetime? What's more, it will drag others down." Nuomi's heart is no different from that of a child, and she doesn't think about deep things at all.

"Nuomi knows." Nuomi continued to water the flowers and plants, Zhou Ming lovingly rubbed Nuomi's head.

"My lord." Ningde came up with the map in his arms. Zhou Ming told Nuomi to play while he asked Ningde to spread out the map.

Ning De complied correctly, and Zhou Ming marked a few marks on the map. He pulled Ning De and said, "I want you to help me with something."

Ning De nodded, and Zhou Ming motioned him to come closer to his ear.

Ningde looked at the map, his eyes zoomed in, and he only felt the beauty of it, but after thinking about it, he said: "My lord, this is not right, you came up with this method, I can't..."

Zhou Ming signaled Ning De to shut up, and he said, "I'm still young, and I'm sure others will suspect me if I say it, so it's best for you to say it."

"But..." Ning De was unwilling to take the prince's credit no matter what.

"No, but, I believe in you, so I will let you do it." Zhou Ming asked Ningde to take the credit, and it was also for consideration in the future. , It’s not about making trouble for yourself.

Transferring these things to Ning De will have different reactions. Those people will only think that Ning De is a talent, and they must try their best to win him over.

"Ning De will live up to the lord's entrustment!" Ning De has taken up this burden, regardless of success or failure, he will stand in front of the lord.

Zhou Ming asked Ning De to discuss with General Yan as soon as possible, how to use the method of luring the enemy to make peace.

There is almost no difference between the two parties in terms of military strength, it depends on whose routine is deep.

Ning De went to General Yan's tent that night, and talked with him all night, General Yan praised: "It's wonderful, it's so urgent!"

"I didn't expect Prime Minister Ning's son to have such courage!" General Yan had already had a headache for the Battle of Chixi, but Ning De's arrival just opened up a window for him.

"General Yan praised it absurdly. He just wants to lure the enemy into the battle. He has to be very real. If they see through it, all previous efforts will be for naught."

"There's no need to worry about that. Once such an ingenuity succeeds, I, Liang, won't be able to beat that Northern Wilderness by surprise!"

"I would also like to remind the general that in ancient times, Gou Jian tried his best to save the green hills. If he failed, he would immediately withdraw his troops and retreat to Youzhou."

As soon as these words came out, General Yan said with shame: "It turns out that I don't see it as thoroughly as you. You have such talent. If you become a general, you will definitely be able to show your great ambitions."

Ning De shook his head and said: "In the past, I did have the idea of ​​marching into the war. Now that I am a member of the Hanlin King, I should protect him and keep him safe."

General Yan took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "Brother Ning has a unique vision, this Hanlin King really has something extraordinary."

Ning De toasted a glass of wine, and the two looked at each other with a smile: "General Yan, Ning De toasts you."

General Yan raised his hand: "You're welcome!"

The two didn't drink too much, they just warmed up with wine.

Zhou Ming held Nuomi in his arms, and he didn't fall asleep until midnight. At midnight, he vaguely felt something moving around him.

He stood up abruptly, Nuomi rubbed his eyes: "Mother, what's wrong?"

"Hush!" Zhou Ming looked at the shadow wandering outside the tent, and crouched on the side holding glutinous rice.

Fortunately, he couldn't sleep today, otherwise he might not know how he died.

He sleeps lightly on weekdays, and for some reason, he sleeps soundly only when Xiao En is by his side.

The man touched the inside of the tent from outside. He was holding a long sword with a sharp edge. Zhou Ming didn't remember that it was mentioned in the book that someone would sneak attack in the middle of the night.

This person was obviously a bad comer, so Zhou Ming took out the dagger and put it on his face.

When the man approached, he sealed his throat with a knife.

His martial arts can't kill anyone, but he still has the ability to protect himself.

When he lifted the quilt and didn't see Zhou Ming, he subconsciously turned around, and it was this turn that made Zhou Ming attack from behind, with the tip of the knife against the neck of the visitor.

"Who sent you?"

The assassin didn't show any panic, and didn't answer Zhou Ming. Zhou Ming's dagger was cut open: "Don't say it? Then you die for your sincere master."

"Thirteenth brother." Zhou Ming's hand trembled as soon as this person said it. Could it be...he is...

The man in black pressed Zhou Ming against the table with his backhand, grabbed the dagger from Zhou Ming's hand, and put it on the back of his neck.

"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. It really surprised me." The cold instrument cut the back of Zhou Ming's neck, and blood oozed from the wound.

"No matter how deep I hid, I'm not half as deep as you. Why, you sent people to kill me several times but failed, and now you're here in person?" Zhou Ming sneered, and his eyes signaled Nuomi not to come out. Trouble, just squat in the corner honestly.

"I underestimated you." He threw the dagger against Zhou Ming. Seeing the gap, Zhou Ming was about to get away, but was easily taken down by the person behind him. The person clamped Zhou Ming's wrist with one hand and raised it above his head.

He lowered his head and looked at Zhou Ming: "I also learned some martial arts, but it's a pity that I can't do anything in front of me."

Zhou Ming gritted his teeth: "It's because I'm not good enough. Since it's in your hands, I'll kill you or cut me up, so I'll let you know."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Ming's jaw was clamped, and he was forced to lift up: "I was going to kill you, but now I don't want to kill you anymore."

His nails scratched Zhou Ming's neck: "As long as I make a cut on your side, your blood will splash on my body."

Zhou Ming's neck shuddered, but he couldn't break free. He really couldn't see clearly why this person in front of him was obsessed with him, and what good would killing him bring him?

"If you want to kill, kill me, if you don't kill me, let me go. I think I have never argued with you, why are you obsessed with killing me?"

"Thirteen, do you really think that if you don't fight for the throne, you can stay out of it?" His finger landed on Zhou Ming's eyebrows: "Still as naive as ever."