"I don't believe that she only believes in the facts." King Zhao stared at King Ning and said: "My son came out of your military camp, and now we are even."
"Brother Zhao..."
"Hey." Mu Qianyu interrupted him, pointed at Ning Renjie, whose head was pressed against the city wall, and said, "We are still chatting. You don't want your son anymore?"
Prince Ning then looked at Mu Qianyu and said, "I'm warning you to send my son down safely now, or I will kill you!"
"Your Highness, are you threatening me?" Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
Prince Ning didn't believe she dared to take action, and said coldly: "Put it down now, I will let you go."
Lin Zhijie also shook his head slightly, signaling her not to act rashly. It would be no good if she angered Prince Ning.
"Mu Qianyu, please let me go." Ning Renjie took advantage of Prince Ning's presence and gained some courage, and said, "If this prince is missing a hair, my father will definitely cut you into pieces."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I am very good at my craftsmanship and I will make sure that you are unscathed." Mu Qianyu smiled slightly, his voice rare and gentle.
The San Francisco officers and soldiers said to themselves that Mr. Mu seemed to have a lot of ostentation, but he was really not very capable, so he actually gave up.
Prince Ning also breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could fully breathe out, he saw a flash of light in Mu Qianyu's hand, and a black sword appeared in his hand. He raised the sword and dropped it.
"No!" Prince Ning shouted.
"Bang!"
In an instant, blood splattered on the city wall, and Ning Renjie's huge head rolled all the way down the city wall. When it fell to the ground, you could still clearly see the expression of disbelief on his face.
He never expected that Mu Qianyu would dare to strike at the moment when the army was approaching the city.
When the soldiers of San Francisco saw this scene, their eyes widened for a moment. A large area of the city wall was stained red with blood, which was shocking and extremely deterrent.
Looking at Mu Qianyu on the city wall, he slowly put away the knife, raised his eyebrows at Prince Ning below and said, "I said I wanted his head, did you turn a deaf ear?"
"Mu Qianyu, how dare you..." Prince Ning was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
"I do have a child, but that is my pride, not my scar. I hope you won't say such offensive words next time you mention her. I can't bear to hear it." Mu Qianyu's voice was cold and strong.
Not only the three vassals, but also the people in the imperial court on the city wall were stunned by Mu Qianyu's behavior. He must be too tough. No wonder he was sent by the imperial court.
General Zhou Shen's expression was not very good, so it seemed that Mu Qianyu had really given him a huge amount of face when he was wronged and did not take action.
Prince Ning dared to kill him at any time, let alone a small general like him.
Thinking of this, he felt a chill on his neck.
Below, King Ning sent someone to collect his son's body, and stared at Mu Qianyu with blood-red eyes: "Mu Qianyu, I will personally behead you in the future!"
"I'm waiting." Mu Qianyu smiled with a smile in his eyes, and his last glance fell on King Wu.
"Withdraw!" Prince Ning waved his hand.
Cracks have appeared between the three vassals, and it is absolutely impossible to attack the city today.
Before leaving, King Zhao asked people to release Han Mobai and the chief envoy.
King Wu trembled inexplicably when Mu Qianyu looked at her. He didn't know why he, a hard-blooded man for many years, felt that the girl's eyes were too aggressive.
A bit like a person he once met. Who is he?
Wu Youwei saw his father lowering his head all the way. When he was approaching the tent, he suddenly raised his head and said, "It's the regent, looks like a regent."
"Father, who are you talking about?" Wu Youwei's body trembled. Why did he mention that murderous god? It scared him.
"Go back to the tent. My father has something to say to you." King Wu said solemnly.
"Oh." Wu Youwei followed and walked in.
"My father decided to form an alliance with Mu Qianyu, and King Zhao indirectly killed King Ning's son. The two families will inevitably turn against each other, and my father can no longer follow King Ning."
King Wu talked for a while and then said: "What do you think?"
"Of course, my boss is more reliable than those two cunning vassal princes, and my son believes in her." Wu Youwei said firmly.
"Send an envoy to deliver the message. As long as he detoxifies me, I can surrender." King Wu said and then said worriedly: "I just don't know if surrendering to the imperial court now will exempt us from culpability?"
"I'll ask the boss, he will definitely have a way." Wu Youwei said seriously.
King Wu laughed and shook his head: "Your brain will be sold sooner or later, so go ahead."
Wu Youwei left, and on the same day, the insiders in Hongcheng received a message from King Wu.
At this time, Mu Qianyu was in the study of General Lin Zhi. Also in the study were the Korean Duke and the newly released chief envoy.
"Junior Sister, is it a bit hasty to kill Prince Ning? If Prince Ning makes a desperate move, there is no guarantee that we will not suffer heavy casualties." Lin Zhijie couldn't help but said.
Although Mu Qianyu tried his best to turn the tide and turn San Francisco from active to passive, this move was somewhat impulsive.
Mu Qianyu said while eating grapes: "Senior brother, you thought wrong. Think about it, who gave Prince Ning to me?"
"It's King Zhao."
"Now that Prince Ning is dead, is there still room for change between Prince Ning and Prince Zhao? Even if Prince Ning is magnanimous now, will Prince Zhao believe him?" Mu Qianyu asked.
When Lin Zhijie heard this, his thoughts gradually became clearer. He originally thought that Mu Qianyu killed people because of what she said on the city wall, but now that he thought about it, was it an obvious attempt to drive a wedge between the two sects?
This strategy doesn't sound clever, but it works.
"Senior brother, I have something to talk to you alone. Can you let these two elders go back and have a rest?" Mu Qianyu glanced at the Korean Duke and Chief Envoy standing aside.
The two people no longer looked like they were high-spirited and pointing out the situation before. Instead, they were clearly unconvinced but did not dare to speak, like two eggplants beaten by frost.
They really felt what pain in the face was. They had despised Mu Qianyu in the past, but now they were disgraced, but Mu Qianyu showed off his power in front of the battle and solved everything.
They can already imagine how the people and soldiers in the city will talk about them. Losing to a teenage girl, how will they behave in the future?
Lin Zhijie then dismissed the two people and asked: "What's the matter?"
"If the emperor is willing to absolve King Zhao and King Wu of their guilt, I will have a way to persuade them to retreat, or even help the court fight against King Ning." Mu Qianyu envoy.
"Really?" Lin Zhijie's eyes lit up and he said, "I will report this matter and I will give you an answer tomorrow."
Mu Qianyu nodded: "Reliable."
"I'm just ashamed. Before, I thought you couldn't do anything at such a young age. Now it seems that the teacher's vision is really unique. It's just that I can't see the mountains." Lin Zhijie shook his head and said.
Mu Qianyu waved his hands and said: "Senior brother, this will offend me. We are from the same family and don't talk about this. I'll go back and wait for the news."
She said and left the study, taking the fruit plate in the study before leaving.