Lord Qiu said with a bitter expression, "Your Majesty … even though the two characters are similar, I'm afraid … they aren't written by the same person. Also … Prince Ding is already dead. "
"Leave." Mo Jingli said in an exasperated tone.
"Yes, this old official will leave." Lord Qiu hurriedly left as if he had been pardoned.
"Mo Xiuyao … Mo Xiuyao! It must be you! " Mo Jingli said through gritted teeth. He suddenly wanted to get up, but he accidentally pulled on his wound. His face paled and he almost fainted again. He didn't know what medicine Mo Xiuyao had used, but he didn't feel any pain at first. Not long after he woke up, he began to feel pain and it became more and more painful. Mo Jingli fiercely squeezed the letter in his hand, "Mo Xiuyao! Zhen will definitely kill you! Zhen will definitely kill you! "
Mo Jingli really wanted to send out all of his people to search for Mo Xiuyao's whereabouts. Then, no matter if he was really dead or not, he would kill him again. However, other people didn't see it this way, including Mo Jingli's confidants. The entire world knew that Prince Ding was dead, and it was personally confirmed by the Emperor and Jhennam Of Gojoseon. How could he come back from the dead? As for the time when no one discovered that he had entered the governor's manor, since Qi Lin was able to silently reduce the Chu Army's food, then it was very possible that he had snuck into the governor's manor. Most people thought that this was a provocation and warning from the Mohist army's Chu Army. As for Mo Jingli believing that Mo Xiuyao was still alive … it must be that the Emperor was too nervous! Even though Mo Jingli really wanted to prove that he was right, he also knew that Lei Zhenting had personally seen Mo Xiuyao's corpse that day. Lei Zhenting had no reason to lie to him about this. Also … he didn't have the face to take out the letter left by the assassin for everyone to see. Wouldn't that mean that everyone in the world would know about his injuries?
"If it was Prince Ding's, then there was no need to hide his identity. Why would he change his handwriting? If he wanted to change his handwriting, then why did he have to look seventy percent like Prince Ding's? This is clearly a trap set by the Mohist army. " If he really didn't want people to recognize him, then no one would be able to help him write it. even if he wrote it with his left hand. In the end, his subordinate's words finally convinced Mo Jingli, or it could be said that Mo Jingli had convinced himself. He could only send people to increase the security. Mo Jingli's heart was extremely gloomy as he hid in the governor's mansion to recuperate.
Mo Xiuyao still had an ordinary appearance as he mingled with the Mohist army. Apart from Lenghuai and the others, no one in the Mohist army knew that the deceased Prince Ding was sitting in their camp and drinking tea. Even though Mo Xiuyao had changed his appearance, everyone in the tent could still feel that the Prince was in a very good mood. Compared to Mo Xiuyao who had just arrived at the camp yesterday, it was obvious that the Prince had done something to make him very happy.
"Prince … did something good happen?" Lu Jinxian asked curiously. Even though everyone else seemed to be busy with their own matters, their ears perked up.
Mo Xiuyao said leisurely: "Yunzhou's six major aristocratic families have all agreed to submit to the Prince Ding Mansion. Is this considered a good thing?"
Everyone had a disapproving look on their faces. How could this be considered a good thing? None of them felt that any idiotic aristocratic family head would submit to Mo Jingli unless he had no other choice. Between Mo Jingli and the Prince Ding Mansion, it was obvious that the Prince Ding Mansion had a much greater advantage. If it was Mo Jingqi, he could still stand in a righteous position. If it was Mo Jingli, who had usurped the throne and killed his brothers and nephews, he would not even be able to keep this last bit of status.
Mo Xiuyao said with a smile: "As for other things … Buddha says: Can't say …" As soon as he thought of Mo Jingli's current appearance, Mo Xiuyao felt that the gloominess of these days was swept away. Last night, she had resisted the urge to kill Mo Jingli and let him live. That was the right decision. Thinking, Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow and said: "General Lü, can you take Liyang in three days?" Lu Jinxian said with a smile: "Prince, don't worry, there definitely won't be a problem. The Chu Army's troop transporting the supplies is almost here. They will arrive by tonight at the latest. When the time comes, we can act. "
Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow and said: "You plan on attacking when the Da Chu State's troop transporting the supplies arrives?"
Lu Jinxian nodded. He had indeed planned on doing so. Also, wang fei had already given orders before she left. Half of the Jiangnan merchants that provided the supplies to the Chu Army were people from the Prince Ding Mansion. Those supplies were to be given to the Mohist army. Naturally, Mo Jingli couldn't get them. Mo Xiuyao thought for a moment and then shook his head: "No, let them in." Lu Jinxian looked at Mo Xiuyao in confusion. "Prince's meaning is?" Mo Xiuyao said: "Send people to help them transport the supplies in. Then … "Taking out a small and delicate porcelain bottle and putting it on the table, Mo Xiuyao said lightly:" Do you know what to do? "
"Prince is talking about poisoning? I'm afraid that's not very safe. "Lenghuai said with some worry. After all, there were hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses. It was impossible for all of them to be poisoned at the same time. As long as one was discovered first, it was very likely that all their efforts would be for naught.
Mo Xiuyao said lightly: "Don't worry, I took this from Shen Yang. After taking it … it will take two hours for it to take effect. Also … this thing isn't fatal. It will only make them temporarily lose the strength to fight. I also don't want to kill too many people. Xu Qingfeng. "
"Subordinate is here!" Xu Qingfeng stood up and replied.
Mo Xiuyao took out a piece of paper and said lightly: "Within three hours after the supplies enter the city, I want to see the heads of these people."
Xu Qingfeng took it in his hand, glanced at it, and memorized it. He nodded and said: "Subordinate obeys. Subordinate will immediately arrange it."
Mo Xiuyao nodded and said: "You entered the city once before and have already alerted the Chu Army. I think the security will be even tighter. Be careful. "
"Yes, Prince." Xu Qingfeng nodded and turned to leave. Inside the tent, He Su said: "Prince is planning to kill the Chu Army's generals first?" As long as the generals leading the army died, no matter how many soldiers there were, they were just a bunch of headless flies. In addition, if most of the soldiers lost their ability to fight, the Mohist army might be able to take down Xue Yang City without shedding a drop of blood. Lenghuai raised his eyebrows and hesitated before saying: "Prince is planning to take in the eight hundred thousand Chu Army?"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked. Mo Xiuyao nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "General Leng is right. Lei Zhenting definitely wouldn't think … that his original allies would suddenly turn around and attack him. "
"Prince, good plan!" Lu Jinxian also praised. If it succeeded, it would be enough to deal a fatal blow to Lei Zhenting. However, this plan, other than Mo Xiuyao, could not be realized by anyone else. Even if Lu Jinxian and the others could take down Liyang City without shedding a drop of blood, Lu Jinxian and Lenghuai's prestige was not enough to take in eight hundred thousand soldiers at once. Thus, they had never thought of this method and did not dare to think of it.
When night fell again, the Chu Army's army had already arrived in front of Liyang City. To the Chu Army who had just lost almost all of their provisions, this was naturally good news. After a series of checks, the army transporting the provisions successfully entered Liyang City. Mo Jingli, who was currently lying on the bed, was not in the mood to care about these trivial matters. He waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to do it. However, he did not know that the Jiangnan merchants in charge of preparing the provisions, represented by Zhang Baiwan, were currently in the Mohist army's camp as guests.
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