Finding something in danger

This sudden question surprised Guan Changliang, his eyes flashed slightly: "Young General, you are joking..."

Could it be that what he showed on his face just now was seen by this kid?

Guan Changliang couldn't help but look at Qi Shuo.

What he saw was a profile face with strong lines, and it was difficult to guess the meaning of these words from the expression on the other person's face.

The young man staring at the bonfire still didn't look at him, as if the bonfire was some stunning beauty, firmly attracting people's attention.

In this lively and indulgent environment, Guan Changliang even felt that he had just heard a hallucination.

At this moment, the young man with a gloomy face spoke: "I feel angry."

As he spoke, he threw a dead branch he picked up at random in the direction of the bonfire.

Naturally, the distance couldn't reach that far. Judging from his sudden turn towards Guan Changliang, he obviously didn't care.

Guan Changliang saw a pair of eyes that were astonishingly bright, even brighter than the bonfire, caused by burning anger.

Somehow, Guan Changliang's heart jumped rapidly, and he realized that the opportunity to get closer to the young man in front of him seemed to have arrived.

He needs this opportunity.

He had no choice but to tie himself to Northern Qi.

But the general Karasuno didn't believe him, and he didn't know how long it would take to slowly win the trust of the enemy. Once the Northern Qi Dynasty destroyed the Zhou Dynasty, and he had not made any achievements and was weak, how could he, a foreigner who surrendered to the enemy, stand on his own?

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Karasuno values ​​this nephew the most, and establishing a good relationship with Oli has nothing to lose but nothing to gain.

With his mind in a state of flux, Guan Changliang did not dare to speak rashly, but carefully observed the other person's expression.

Compared with the indifference I usually see, this handsome face is much softer under the light of the night.

Guan Changliang twitched the corner of his lips and said in a very soft voice: "Why did the young general say that?"

He asked, lifting the wine jar at hand and filling Qi Shuo's wine bowl.

Qi Shuo grabbed the wine bowl and drank it down, then placed the bowl heavily on the ground. His hoarse voice was full of anger: "I am unlucky to be captured. If I knew that my uncle would exchange for 700 horses for me, I would rather die at the enemy's side."

Instead of looking at them with respect on their faces, they looked at me with ridicule in their eyes!"

When Guan Changliang heard this, he immediately understood why this major general, who had not treated him well during the day, changed his attitude.

This feels like they are in the same boat.

Also, how has a proud man like Oli ever suffered such setbacks?

Not to mention that among so many Northern Qi soldiers, it is inevitable that some of them failed to control themselves well and showed a bit of ridicule to the noble young master who had exchanged four Zhou generals and 700 war horses. Even if there was concern in his eyes, his self-esteem would be hurt by this man.

The particularly sensitive Major General interpreted it to mean something else.

"Major General, don't worry about this. When you show off your power on the battlefield, those people will naturally not dare to do it. In my eyes, the value of the Major General is not comparable to that of hundreds of war horses. They are too short-sighted." Guan Changliang added.

Fill the empty wine bowl.

Of course, he would not be stupid enough to speak for those people. What he wanted was not for this boy to relieve his heart problems, but to always feel sympathy for him. If he wanted to do this, he would have to strengthen this boy's sensitivity without leaving any trace.

"I wholeheartedly submit to our Qi country, but these days... I feel a little uncomfortable if I want to talk about being angry..." Unknowingly, it was Guan Changliang who was talking, and Qi Shuo was listening.

Looking at the young man listening quietly, Guan Changliang felt very satisfied.

Seeing the traitors talking non-stop, Qi Shuo also felt very satisfied.

The two met in the camp a few days later and were able to exchange a few words.

There has been a subtle change in the relationship between the two, and no one else noticed it.

When Wuye led his troops to attack again, he no longer refused Qi Shuo's request to go to the battlefield.

It is true that Karasuno loved his nephew, but according to the Qi people's concept, the braver the child, the more promising he is, but he cannot be raised as a little sheep. After the nephew has regained his strength, of course it is time to kill the enemy.

As the attack horn sounded, Qi Shuo raised his sword and ran straight towards a deputy general of Zhou Dynasty.

The deputy general was also holding a long knife. The two knives collided and made a loud impact.

The moment the two war horses passed each other carrying their respective owners, a letter was transferred from Qi Shuo's hand to the deputy general of Zhou without anyone noticing.

"Capture the little boy Yi Li alive and bring him back in exchange for 700 war horses!" An unknown Zhou general shouted, and many people immediately rushed towards Qi Shuo.

Karasuno's face changed drastically when he heard it, and he shouted: "Yi Li, don't be obsessed with fighting, come back!"

Qi Shuo was so happy that he didn't have to hurt any of his own people that he quickly rode his horse to avoid the Zhou soldiers who thought he was a golden mountain with gleaming eyes, a look of aggrieved anger on his face.

After the fighting was over, many people fell down forever, and the living ones went back trailing exhaustion and the smell of blood.

On Da Zhou's side, many soldiers expressed regret.

"We should have surrounded him from the beginning, but it's a pity that we let that kid escape."

"Yes, seven hundred war horses!"

Prince Jing scolded him with a dark face: "How can you catch just one person to harvest wool? Don't do this again!"

He was bald and found out that it was his son. It was not the end!

The generals of the Zhou Dynasty all knew that the prince had a good temper, so some people boldly said: "Your Majesty, those are seven hundred war horses!"

Prince Jing glared at him: "If we do it again, will Old Dog Karasuno be willing to give up 700 war horses? Killing his nephew with his own hands is just as good as that!"

"That's it..." The middle and lower-level generals felt a little regretful after hearing what Prince Jing said.

"Of course, if I change my position, it will definitely be like this." King Jing deceived these generals with a loud voice, but he felt regretful in his heart.

If he really wanted to mediate, he would personally lead people to gather the wool, put it away after gathering it, and then gather it again...

After everyone dispersed, the deputy general who fought with Qi Shuo quietly came to King Jing and presented a letter.

Prince Jing opened it and took a look, his face suddenly became extremely solemn.

The letter contained a map of the Qi army's camp distribution, shift handover time and frequency of inspection routes, as well as a plan to get rid of the traitor Guan Changliang.

Prince Jing couldn't help but tighten his grip on the letter.

Why is there another plan?

His first reaction was disapproval.

Getting rid of Karasuno is basically seeking danger from danger. If you make one wrong move, you will lose your life. How can you create additional branches?

An extra branch - Prince Jing read the contents of the letter again and couldn't control his heartbeat.

It seems very promising!

When it comes to hating Northern Qi, the people of Zhou could talk about it for three days and three nights, but there is something more hateful than the Qi army, and they are the traitors who stabbed one of their own people.

For this kind of beast, I really want to eat its flesh.

If Guan Changliang is killed, and then Old Dog Wuye is killed, maybe there will be a temporary truce...

Prince Jing looked at the letter again and let out a long sigh.

Even if he didn't have these benefits, he could only cooperate. The time was even set in the letter, and he couldn't stop the message from being sent through if he wanted to. Failure to cooperate would make things more likely to happen.

This guy is really good at calculating.

Prince Jing complained, but the blood in his body was boiling.

Then give it a try!
Chapter completed!