The emperor's murderous aura quickly filled the entire place.

The whole place was shocked. The hundreds of people who were fighting quickly separated and knelt on the ground. Li Ba and others quickly led others to control the troublemakers.

"What's going on?" Zhou Jian scolded angrily and stepped forward directly.

The hundreds of people were frightened.

"Your Majesty, it's these bastards who failed to guard the water source and caused harm to the three armies. Even if you say a few words to them, they are still not convinced!" A soldier pointed at a group of escort officers and cursed.

The escort officers were fuming angrily and yelled back: "Fart, the place where they were poisoned is outside the city, what does it have to do with us?"

"I think you just want to avenge your personal vengeance!"

The two gangs started to curse again, and they seemed to have a disagreement and take action again.

This kind of thing is actually very common in the military. Soldiers have bad tempers, or they are very bloody, but at this critical moment when water is cut off, it absolutely cannot happen.

"You bastard!" Zhou Jian was furious and kicked the person who was speaking directly. Then he slapped the person making trouble in the face with his backhand, and angrily shouted: "Now is the critical moment, it's time for you to be in trouble.

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The entire audience was silent. The few people who were beaten lowered their heads, covered their faces, and did not dare to refute.

"Come on, come on, give each of them a knife and let me chop them with each other. It's not over until they are hacked to death!" Zhou Jian cursed and had two knives thrown to the ground.

There was a clang, and the two leaders took the lead with expressions of fear.

"Take the knife, take it, why don't you dare to take it, chop him!" Zhou Jian shouted, he picked up a person and pressed him in front of the knife.

This way of handling it made hundreds of people angry in an instant.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, no, I know I am wrong." One of them looked frightened and begged for mercy again and again.

Others also knelt down and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, we realize our mistake!"

"Hmph!" Zhou Jian snorted heavily, not satisfied, and kicked him again: "A bunch of bastards actually still have the strength to fight!"

"Take them all down, and the leader will be demoted one level as punishment. If there is another time, he will be expelled from the army!"

The faces of those hundreds of people turned pale, but they knew they had violated military regulations and had nothing to say: "Yes, we will accept the punishment!"

"But Your Majesty, brothers don't want to die of thirst here like this!" Someone suddenly raised his head and spoke what was in his heart.

"If possible, it would be better to go out and fight the rebels directly. We have been without water for almost two days. Brothers can't stand it anymore. We would rather die fighting for our country!" someone shouted in tears.

"Yes, Your Majesty, we would rather die in battle!"

"Without water, we are just waiting to die!" More and more people spoke, with chapped lips, unbearable thirst, and uncontrollable anxiety. They would rather fight to end it all.

Seeing this, although Wang Yu, Zhang Liao and others were angry, they sighed helplessly in their hearts. They were now at a dead end.

Zhou Jian looked around, looking at the pairs of eyes asking for a fight, and felt aggrieved.

He deeply understood that what happened tonight was just a microcosm. If the water source problem was not solved, the turbulent military morale could not be eradicated.

Could it be that the army of more than 100,000 people was not defeated by a powerful enemy and was about to be defeated by Shuiyuan?

He clenched his fists. He was not a god, and he seemed a little weak at this moment. He rushed to Luhe, and the idea of ​​a desperate battle flashed through his mind.

But his whole body trembled, and he quickly rejected it in his heart: "No, if you do this, you will fall into the enemy's trap and disrupt your own plan!"

But what to do now?

This should be Zhou Jian's most difficult moment so far in this era!

The scene was low-pressure, with nearly 100,000 people holding torches everywhere, all silent and silent, waiting for his decision.

At this time, suddenly!

A gust of cool wind blew, making Zhou Jian's back feel cold, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.
Chapter completed!