Chapter 3889
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As Luo Qingchen had discovered the problem with the water source early on, Rong's soldiers did not suffer any harm.
Three days later, Rong's soldiers arrived at Qi's main city.
Although Rong's soldiers had been unstoppable along the way, only they knew the hardships they had faced.
It was a belief, the belief of Rong's five hundred thousand soldiers.
At this moment, in Qi's palace, Qi Ye stared at a portrait for a long time, so long that he seemed to have forgotten time and space.
It was as if he could return to when he was still the third prince. If he had not ascended to the throne, would everything be different?
"Why am I so stubborn?" Qi Ye looked at the portrait and smiled bitterly, then shook his head.
More than half of Qi's soldiers had been killed or injured. Even if he continued to fight this battle, there would be no turning point.
Right now, Qi only had three hundred thousand soldiers left behind by that person. He did not have the tiger tally, so these soldiers could only defend Qi to the death and could not fight for him.
Just as he was lost in his thoughts, Song Zhizhi walked in.
She rarely came here, because she knew that this was where that woman had once lived.
But now, she had no choice but to come, because Qi could only fight with its back against the wall.
"Your Majesty, if we use three hundred thousand soldiers to resist, there is a chance that Qi Kingdom will not be breached!" Song Zhizhi looked tired, but her gorgeous brocade dress supported her body.
As the queen of a country, she had worked so hard to reach her current position. She definitely could not lose this title.
Here was everything she had, her identity, her position, and that man … She was the man's exclusive queen.
Whether he loved her or not, she was still his queen. That woman would never be able to climb to this position.
Her corpse had probably been blown to the corners of the desert by the wind, but she was different. In the future, she could be buried in the imperial mausoleum with Qi Ye and enjoy the highest honor after death.
"Is this the queen's idea, or the prime minister's?"
Qi Ye snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
"Does it matter whose idea it is?" Song Zhizhi looked at Qi Ye and said firmly, "This is our only chance, isn't it? Could it be that the King was going to hand over the Qi Kingdom to someone else? Or is it because those three hundred thousand soldiers belong to that woman? So … "
"Slap —" The crisp sound of a slap rang out. Qi Ye had directly slapped Song Zhizhi, causing her to fall to the ground.
"King …"
"The Tiger Tally of 300,000 soldiers was originally left to the princess by the late king. Are you going to tell me that the Tiger Tally is in your hands?"
He had always been suspicious about why she was attacked in the City of Death, and why she was trapped in the City of Death.
After careful investigation, he found out that Song Zhizhi might have had something to do with this assassination plan all along.
Even if he had already pushed her far away from his side, there would still be people who would not let her go.
Was she really that important?
Why didn't he know about it himself?
"King!" Song Zhizhi covered her face with her hands, bit her lips and said, "Those 300,000 soldiers are also from Qi Kingdom! They can't just watch as their country is destroyed! "
"Military orders must be obeyed." Qi Ye narrowed his eyes and sneered. "Do you think the tiger tally is just for decoration?"
They could defend, but they wouldn't attack.
If the person with the Tiger Tally appeared, they would only listen to that person.
"We can threaten them!" Song Zhizhi grabbed the corner of Qi Ye's shirt and said, "Father has already prepared everything. As long as the King gives the order, they have no choice but to obey."
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