Lin Zhijie still had hopes for Mu Qianyu, so he asked, "Junior sister, why don't you tell me what you can do and we can discuss it later."
"Okay." Mu Qianyu gave him face and immediately put down the grapes and said, "Actually, it's not a new method. It's just that I thought there were not all gaps between the three kings. I could go on an envoy to divide or even oppose them."
Lin Zhijie didn't hear the amazing solution as he imagined, so he couldn't help but remain silent for a while and didn't respond immediately.
"What can you do? You just want to kill my son." The Korean prince said coldly at this moment: "Mu Qianyu, don't think that I don't know what your plans are. As long as the prince of my country is here, you can't even think of becoming
messenger."
Mu Qianyu really felt that these pig teammates couldn't afford it, and didn't want to worry about it anymore, so he stood up and said, "Then you guys can discuss it slowly, I'll go back and listen to the music."
After saying that, she walked out seriously.
Although Lin Zhijie was dissatisfied with Mr. South Korea, he did not chase him out. After all, the top priority was to discuss important matters.
The chief envoy soon received the looks of both men looking at him at the same time, and knew that he could not escape.
Mu Qianyu was very angry when she returned to the hospital. It was rare for her to be proactive but she received such a critical blow. Did she seem so unreliable?
Anyway, it seems like there won't be a fight for a while now, so these people can go ahead and do it if they want.
She calmed down and went shopping again.
News soon spread in Hongcheng that the Korean father not only failed to succeed but also brought his son in. Everyone speculated that there was no hope for peace and a war was coming. People were panicked for a while, and many food stalls were not set up.
Not to mention the ordinary people, even the soldiers guarding the city expressed their dissatisfaction with the incompetence of the Korean prince. The dignified prince could actually anger the other party. This ability has to be questioned.
Mu Qianyu walked around and heard many such statements, and when he returned to the General's Mansion, he heard that the Chief Envoy would be on his second mission to San Francisco tomorrow.
She resumed her leisurely life. Although she still couldn't understand the ditty, she still felt good listening to the melodious and melodious voice.
The next night, news came that the Chief Envoy had also been detained, and that the other party had announced that they would kill the Chief Envoy and Han Mobai in front of the two armies to sacrifice the flag at noon tomorrow.
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So the boy came over in a hurry again and asked Mu Qianyu to go to the meeting hall.
"Tell the general that I can't do anything, but I will go to the city wall tomorrow to watch." She said and then added with interest: "I haven't seen the rebellion yet, I have to go and see it."
When these words reached the ears of the Korean father-in-law, he almost made the old man vomit blood. He was ridiculed even if his son was gone. He was really unlucky this time.
Lin Zhijie was a military general, an expert in marching and fighting, but he knew nothing about these political tactics.
At this point, Mr. South Korea can't come up with any better solution. He can only communicate with each other in front of the two armies tomorrow, trying to get his son's life back.
Early the next morning, the maid planned to put Mu Qianyu into a suit of heavy armor that had been prepared for Mu Qianyu at the military camp. Mu Qianyu looked at it and shook his head: "It's too heavy. I can just wear my own clothes."
"Sir, there are no swords in front of the two armies, so you'd better wear them." The maid persuaded.
Mu Qianyu insisted on changing into a blue-white robe with long sleeves, and her hair was simply tied up. The green hairband hung down behind her with her long hair, making her look like she was about to transform into a fairy.
"My lord, you look like a well-mannered military advisor." The maid said with a smile.
Mu Qianyu liked this simple appearance very much. After breakfast, he followed Lin Zhijie up the city wall. Looking down from the high city wall, he could see the enemy's soldiers setting up a simple wooden platform not far from the city.
The Korean prince searched worriedly below, but the other party only sent thousands of soldiers to guard the stage, and the generals and vassal kings did not show up.
Lin Zhijie no longer had any hope of peace talks. Starting last night, he had deployed defensive forces at the sixteen gates of Hongcheng to prepare for the coming war.
The Great Zhou Dynasty has been at peace for too long, and perhaps a bloody battle is needed to prove to the world that this lion is still powerful and cannot be coveted or bullied by anyone.
Standing among the soldiers, Mu Qianyu could feel the strong fighting spirit, as if it was an arrow from the string. As long as the general gave the order, he would fight in the battlefield with blood to protect his family and the country.
Mu Qianyu was also affected by the situation while standing among them. Although she lacked the spirit of selfless dedication, she still respected such people very much.
General Zhou Shen walked up to Lin Zhijie and reported that the new round of patrols was over. The soldiers at the sixteen city gates were all in order, just waiting to start a battle to make the opponent look good.
Lin Zhijie nodded with confidence. He was secretly determined to fight a few good battles this time. While protecting his family and country, he would also give face to the regent and let the people know that the prince did not choose the wrong person.
Mu Qianyu originally prepared melon seeds, but both the enemy and ourselves were filled with a murderous aura, and the occasion was so serious that even a careless person like her was embarrassed to eat them.
The platform was set up in the morning, and then three large groups of troops marched towards Hongcheng from the tents of the three armies, headed by the three vassal kings, King Zhao, King Ning and King Wu.
King Zhao is the oldest among them. He is still full of tiger power in his fifties, but if you look closely, you can see a little fatigue, which may be related to the loss of his son.
Prince Ning is thinner and looks very shrewd in his forties. He also has his son Ning Renjie with him.
King Wu was the roughest-looking of them all, with his muscular face and beard. In his early years, he also had the most explosive temper.
Wu Youwei, who was behind him, waved hello when he saw Mu Qianyu, not avoiding suspicion at all.
The three kings each rode forward on their own spiritual beasts. Two teams of people on both sides of the three kings escorted people to the stage. It was Han Mobai and the chief envoy who were tied up by Wu Hua.
The two men, one old and the other young, had the same characteristics, that is, their faces turned pale with fright. They were forced to kneel on the wooden platform and shouted loudly towards the city for help.
Especially Han Mobai, when he saw the Korean father-in-law, he burst into tears, with tears and runny nose.
Mu Qianyu frowned and thought to himself: How could the original owner like this guy? Could it be that he would lie if he liked him? He really has poor taste.
The Korean father-in-law was extremely distressed and quickly spoke out to comfort him.
The soldiers of San Francisco banged their swords on their shields and laughed loudly at Han Mobai for being cowardly and crying. He was so old and had to go to his father if something happened.
The three kings stopped ten feet away from the city wall, and the army behind them immediately stepped forward. Each person squatted in front of several people with a shield in his hand, in order to avoid any situation that might arise at any time.
Ning Renjie also saw Mu Qianyu on the city wall who was dressed in plain clothes and looked like an immortal. He pointed out to Prince Ning excitedly and said, "Dad, she is Mu Qianyu. How about you snatch her away from me?"