After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Chapter 90:

The guard's actions were extremely rude.

Jiang Suizhou was pulled up from the ground, followed by a rope torn from the beam. Jiang Suizhou suffered a severe pain, and the pain made his somewhat chaotic consciousness suddenly sober.

Where did Pang Shao go?

Now there is only one postmaster left here, and Pang Shao does not know where he is going, so there are only two possibilities left-either Pang Shao has already learned about Huo Wugui's plans and trends and went to capture him, or , It was a big event, and Pang Shao escaped.

Jiang Suizhou snorted when he was strangled, raised his eyes, and looked at Empress Jiang.

The guards have brought the instruments of torture.

He gritted his teeth, forced himself to be sober and calm, and then smiled coolly: "Brother Emperor, you really can count on me as sick."

The latter met his eyes.

He stared at Jiang Suizhou, his eyes were full of hatred that could not be concealed, and the expression on his face was distorted with hatred, and the fat on his cheeks trembled slightly.

After a while, he said bitterly: "Jiang Suizhou, are you very proud?"

He gritted his teeth, his voice was chilling, and at the first glance, he was driven to a dead end, and he was very hated.

This appearance, presumably, the odds of victory for the posterity and Pang Dang, can be worthy of them if they can get one or two Chengdu.

Jiang Suizhou closed his eyes and let out a quiet sigh.

That's good. In this way, he has no worries.

He has fallen to the point where he is now, and there is already no way out. However, since both sides are at the end of the road, and the other party has lost a man like Pang Shao, then he can try to take a gamble.

...I just gambled on the lord in front of him, and he still had some extravagant hopes and affection for his uncle.

He closed his eyes and said slowly: "Where did the emperor brother start?"

"Where do you start?" A strange laugh was suffocated in the back master's throat, and he got up from the chair. "Why, you are deliberately deliberately letting Huo Wujiu go, isn't it just waiting for this day?"

Jiang Suizhou chuckled lightly.

"It's not enough," he said. "It's just that Huo Wujiu allowed me some benefits, letting me and him each get what they need."

"Take what you need?" The postmaster seemed to have heard some joke.

Then, he gritted his teeth and said in general to relieve his hatred: "If you take what you need, he will leave it behind and stay here, waiting for me to kill you?"

Somehow, he bit the word "throw down" extremely hard, as if it contained some unspeakable hatred and grievance.

Jiang Suizhou laughed calmly.

"Of course not." He said. "I also took his handle in my hand. That thing is what Pang Shao wants most. Pang Shao won't kill me."

With that said, he seemed a little confused, looked around and said, "Where is Pang Shao?"

Looking at his appearance, the postmaster frowned in confusion.

"He's gone," he said. "how?"

When Jiang Suizhou heard the words, he showed a surprised expression, and his calmness just disappeared.

"Impossible!" he said. "If you can't get that thing, Pang Shao will never give up, how can he leave?"

The Lord's brow furrowed deeper, but in the bottom of his heart, a stone fell to the ground.

He thought to himself, that was the case, his uncle was just going to rescue him by himself, not leaving him behind and fleeing.

...Even if it wasn't for him, it would be for the object in Jiang Suizhou's hand, wouldn't it?

After hearing this, the Lord paused and asked: "What is it?"

Jiang Suizhou said nothing.

The master became a little impatient.

His uncle was always like this. He didn't say anything when nothing was a last resort. He only said that everything has its own arrangements. Although he is happy and leisurely, sometimes he is a little unhappy, as if being excluded and becoming an outsider.

That's all for his uncle, but why did the enchanting concubine Jing Jing be sick?

After the lord was unhappy, he didn't want to bear it anymore. He stepped forward in two steps, followed by kicking Jiang Suizhou's body.

Although he has been indulging in **** all the year round, he has lost his body early and has no strength, but the bloated figure is there. With the corner of his full strength, Jiang Suizhou snorted, and his suspended body was also staggered.

"I'm asking you something." The latter said.

Jiang Suizhou raised his eyes and looked at him provocatively.

"Brother Huang is capable, so he will kill me today," he said. "He will only wait for Pang Shao to lead his troops back, and everything he wants is rotten in the belly of his minister."

The latter stared at him tightly.

Although this thing is very annoying, as long as you see him, you can involuntarily think of unpleasant things. But he has always been constrained, avoiding his own edge, and tolerating tightly.

This was the first time he showed such an arrogant appearance in front of him.

He hated him so much that he wanted to immediately watch this person receive more than a dozen punishments in the affair, and wanted to cut him thousands of times and cut off his flesh piece by piece.

But...no.

He looked at Jiang Suizhou in front of him.

Just being hung in this gloomy prison for a while, the face and lip color of the sick yako were already pale. This is a waste that will die at any time, even if this waste is a bad life at this time, he dare not really bet...

No matter how much suspicion he had, he didn't want his uncle to be disappointed with a corpse when he came back.

After all, his uncle didn't leave him, didn't he? His mother is still in the palace, but that is his uncle's favorite sister since childhood. Jiang Suizhou still has what his uncle wants. With these, his uncle will not abandon them...

He unexpectedly, like an isolated child, held out all his valuable things, just wanting to take another look at him.

The master stared at Jiang Suizhou closely, his eyes were red and his hands were shaking.

He wanted to kill this person, but couldn't.

After a while, as if his emotions finally couldn't be concealed, he split his hand to grab the whip that was soaked in salt water in the hand of the guard next to him, and threw it heavily on Jiang Suizhou's body.

Suddenly, a whip fell on his body, and Jiang Suizhou's heavy prince's court uniform was suddenly torn apart. Even if the main force behind him was not strong, the whip severely dropped a blood stain on him.

Jiang Suizhou's eyebrows tightened suddenly, even if he gritted his teeth, he couldn't hold back the painful hum.

His appearance greatly pleased the posterity.

He stared at the blood that overflowed from the break of Jiang Suizhou's robe, a twisted smile appeared on his face, and he gritted his teeth and threw a whip on Jiang Suizhou's body.

The sound of beating skin and flesh sounded loudly in the cell, and the **** smell gradually diffused, mixing with the decayed **** smell in the prison.

Even if he can't take his life, let him suffer a lot.

If he can see his father in the sky, he can open his eyes and take a good look. His self-righteous pampering with this **** can kill this rubbish.

——

Fortunately, Lou Yue used his troops extremely fast, but within half an hour, the entire Lin'an was tightly sealed off.

In the chaos, he actually detained Pang Shao's carriage. Although Pang Shao brought many dead soldiers and subordinates with martial arts skills, and damaged many soldiers of Pang Shao, he finally detained Pang Shaolian, his wife and youngest son, and put them down strictly. stand up.

Just at this time, Lou Wanjun, who was out of nowhere, led the people back in a hurry.

"Now, we need to send the news to the palace." Lou Yue frowned.

He saw Lou Wanjun standing beside her with her arms, and kicking Pang Shao, who was tightly tied next to her.

"What's the problem with this?" she said. "Cut a finger of him and send it to the palace. Doesn't the emperor understand everything?"

Lou Yue gritted his teeth.

"Aren't you afraid that he will cut a finger of His Royal Highness King Jing?" he angered.

Lou Wanjun frowned: "So what?"

Lou Yue took a look at the few people **** in the barracks. After a while, he looked at Pang Shao's five-year-old son who was crying loudly, and his wife next to Pang Shao.

"Write a letter, teach people to take the letter and his little son, and put it at the gate of the palace." Lou Yue said. "Just talk about what I did today. It's all because Pang Shao occupied my 300,000 army in Lingnan. I want to ask for an explanation. Now Pang Shao and his wife and children are in my hands. So he let him go. But King Jing is kind to me, if King Jing can't live, I don't mind killing Pang Shao again."

Lou Wanjun hurriedly responded, picked up Pang Shao's youngest son in one hand, and turned to leave.

But Lou Yue called her again.

"Don't forget to tell him that Pang Shao has already said about Huo Wugui." He said. "Let him rest assured, as long as the 300,000 military assets return to the original owner, Huo Wujiu will hand it over to me, and the emperor does not have to worry about it."

Sure enough, within half a day, someone threw the letter along the gap in the city gate to the outside of the city.

It is the handwriting of the post master.

The handwriting is scribbled, which shows how irritable the writer is.

"Jiang Suizhou is not dead, just rest assured. Hurry up and send people to the south, and take the head of whoever wants it, but the soldiers and horses must be delivered without delay."

Lou Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The latter was deceived by him, so Jiang Suizhou in the palace was considered safe for the time being.

However, a day later, his nerves tightened again.

The new prefect of Suzhou was a party member of Pang Shao. Because he was very close to Lin'an, he immediately sent a message to Pang Wei in Lingnan, and immediately took the city of Suzhou with 30,000 soldiers and horses to **** him north. In the evening of the second day, the soldiers and horses from Suzhou arrived.

Lou Yue and his entourage were guarding the city gate at this time, unable to enter the city, and enemy troops came outside the city. For a time, Lou Yue was too busy to take care of himself, and guarded his place with several generals to resist the reinforcements from Suzhou.

Fortunately, one side stood firm at the city gate, and the other side was cautious about temptation. The leader of the army was a civilian who had never fought. He did not touch the city gate for a whole day, and even one of his men was chased by Mr. Lou Wanjun. Twenty miles out.

But that night, some spies handed over the news.

Pang Wei from Lingnan had heard that Lin'an was besieged and his father was arrested. He had gathered 300,000 soldiers and horses overnight and came to Lin'an City.

The distance between Lingnan and Lin'an is not too far, and the advance troops will be able to arrive in at least three days.

Lou Yue led the next group of generals together to count, and Pang Wei would be faster than Huo Wugui. It meant that everyone’s heart sank to the bottom. When the discussion was over, no one said anything, but silently returned to the gate of the city he was guarding, waiting for the few soldiers and horses under his hand to hold on for a few more days. Huo Wujiu's reinforcements came.

Such low air pressure permeated outside the city all day.

Until the next day.

Early that morning, the morning sun broke through the sky, illuminating the ancient clumsy city wall.

The general guarding the north of the city hasn't slept all night, and his heartstrings have been strained, and he has long been dizzy. He was standing on the city wall, about to go down to have some breakfast, but he heard the soldier standing guard by the side suddenly exclaimed.

"General!" he said. "coming!"

The general was taken aback and looked quickly.

I saw dust rising on the horizon in the distance, and soldiers and horses stepped out. A mighty army, with no end in sight, came mightily towards Lin'an City.

From that day, I learned that Pang Wei was leaving, but in only two days, he was so fast!

The general hurriedly said: "Go, go and tell General Lou! They are here!"

The soldier hurriedly responded, and just ran out for two steps, but then turned back: "General, who is here?"

The general wanted to kick him.

"Who else can it be from the Yangtze River to here so fast!"

With that, he looked out of the city.

At one glance, he was stunned.

The North City Gate he guarded... seemed to be the direction of the Yangtze River.

As for the approaching soldiers and horses, the person headed by him seemed to really look like Huo Wujiu.

——

The general stumbled all the way down the city wall, greeted dozens of battles outside the city, and greeted Huo Wujiu, who was coming straight from the horse.

There are tens of thousands of cavalry behind him alone. Presumably, the rest of the horsemen will be more than ten times more than this.

How could this be so!

The general was already crying with excitement.

The Yangtze River is so far away from here, and what he is leading is the soldiers and horses of Jiangbei, how can it be so fast? But the leader of the black horse is indeed Huo Wujiu.

But for a moment, Huo Wujiu raised his hand, and the people behind him stopped in place. He rushed to the general with his whip and pulled the rein with one hand to stop the Zhanmaa.

The war horse raised its front hoof and stopped.

The general knelt on one knee in excitement, and said with a fist toward Huo Wujiao: "General Huo!"

Huo Wujiu gave a hum, pulled the rein, and walked to the city gate.

"I didn't expect the general to be so fast, but it made us worry about it!"

The general quickly followed.

But seeing Huo Wujiu looking back at him, he faintly replied, and asked, "Where is King Jing?"

The general was taken aback for a moment, wondering what the general Huo was looking for with King Jing.

"His Royal Highness Jing is in the palace?" He said.

Huo Wujiu's hands tightened, and the horse neighed and stopped in place.

I saw General Huo turning his head.

There was also no expression, but his eyes instantly cold at this time, so gloomy that the tall general of this man couldn't help but tremble.

"Say what?"