Siege battles have been the most difficult to fight since ancient times.

"Then let's wait." Heng Yu filled the teacup, picked up the tea and took a sip.

Qi Ling's eyes lit up, "Does the teacher know the people under Fu Zhijun? Can you still work with the inside and outside?"

He tasted the sweetness from attacking Yuan Wen in the past.

But when Heng Yu heard his words, he shook his head, "It's the enemy, not the friend."

Qi Ling subconsciously frowned and instantly reacted, "Wei Daozi."

The descendants of Piaomiao Peak, who took it as their mission to end troubled times, should have been able to see who the destiny is on at this time.

In this case, will he still hold on to Fu Zhi and plan more sacrifices for him?

"The name of the human shadow tree, this time we will bet on Wei Daozi will open the door of convenience for us."

After drinking all the tea in the cup in one gulp, Heng Yu stood up and said goodbye and left.

In the following seven days, the Qi army and the Fu army fought more, and the Qi army was more successful than the Fu army, but the Fu army was backed by the city, so it was much more convenient to rest and recuperate than the Qi army.

At night that day, the strategists and generals in the central tent were discussing the night attack. The soldiers guarding outside the central tent suddenly spoke out and walked in.

"General Qi, someone will send you a letter."

Heng Yu raised his hand to take it, and the envelope only reads the five words "General Qi personally opened his hand".

She tore the envelope apart, pulled out a thin piece of letter paper to unfold, but found that there was no word on it.

——It turned out to be a piece of white paper.
Chapter completed!