Looking at Huang Tengyu and Cheng Guanghui in front of him, Zhao Lingxing looked at the 200,000 army under the city wall.

Is it a conspiracy?

No, Fang Jin's head is real! These two people really killed Fang Jin. No matter how conspired he was, he would never be able to kill Fang Jin.

What's more, the food shortage inside has reached its limit. At this time, Fang Jin may not be able to suppress the generals below.

"Master Chen Xuan, what do you think?" Zhao Lingxing was a little confused.

Chen Pingyi's eyes flashed for a moment. He wanted to say something, but he still held it back and said, "General Zhao, this is on the battlefield. You are the head coach. I am mainly responsible for your safety. If you make a decision, you will make the decision."

The matter was actually very obvious. The two killed Fang Jin as a letter of fame, just wanted food and a chance to survive.

If the two of them were taken away and placed under the city wall, if the remaining Zhou army wanted to rush out, they would inevitably collide with the 200,000 troops.

What's more, as long as the people under his command are kept tightly defending at all times, it is difficult for this group of Zhou army to rush up from under the city wall.

You know, although it was built hastily, the city wall is as high as seven meters high, and it is impossible for ordinary soldiers to climb up.

"Two generals, since you both have come with Fang Jin's head, I will accept you for the time being. But I will put my ugly words first. Once the Zhou army wants to break through here, you have to let the 200,000 troops under your command first."

"In addition, we will only distribute rations that are just enough for you soldiers every day."

After all, Zhao Lingxing was a vigilant and expressed these conditions.

Cheng Guanghui and Huang Tengyu naturally agreed, and they are not qualified to give any conditions now.

After accepting the two, Zhao Lingxing said, "The two generals go to the lower level first, and instruct the soldiers below to set up camp, and then go to our army. I have prepared wine and meat to treat the two generals. From now on, there will be no important things, and you will stay in my Qi army camp."

"yes."

Huang Tengyu and Cheng Guanghui nodded.

After returning to the Central Army camp.

Zhao Lingxing frowned and said, "I always feel something is wrong, but I can't tell you what's wrong."

Chen Pingyi next to him held Fang Jin's head in his hand, looked at it carefully and felt very good.

After all, Chen Pingyi was one of the Lords of the Temple. The head was true or false, but he could not deceive him. He laughed and said, "Brother Zhao, you may have been worried. The monks under my command just now also heard news. Last night, there was a lot of fighting inside. The fifth and ninth armies alone died nearly 200,000 people, and the first armies were almost wiped out."

"In total, 400,000 people died. Can these 400,000 people still be fake?" Chen Pingyi laughed.

Zhao Lingxing also breathed a sigh of relief and nodded and said, "Yes, I'm afraid I'm too worried."

...

In the mansion of the Marquis of Gai Shi, Lin Fan held a message from the front line of Qi.

He also showed joy on his face, and came to Zhong Roujing's house and said, "Miss Zhong, it seems that Zhou State is over, and news comes from Qi State."

Zhong Rou was sitting in the yard watching the art of war. She didn't raise her head and said, "Is Fang Jin dead? A general from Zhou State took Fang Jin's head and surrendered to Zhao Lingxing?"

"That's right, hey, did you get the news in advance?" Lin Fan was stunned and thought, this news was first hand, and it was delivered to him first. It's unreasonable that Zhong Roujing will know it first.

Zhong Roujing didn't raise her head and said, "The State of Qi is over."

"What does it mean?" Lin Fan was stunned and asked, "Is Fang Jin pretending to die?"

"No, Fang Jin is a fraudulent death, and he cannot deceive Zhao Lingxing. Only by truly dying can he be deceived." Zhong Roujing said: "This is what I told you before, the way Zhou State can win."

Lin Fan thought carefully, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said, "In other words, are there any problems with Cheng Guanghui and Huang Tengyu?"

Zhong Roujing smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Lin Fan's face was shocked: "The 400,000 troops that died in Zhou Guo were all acting?"

Zhong Roujing put down the books in her hand, with a look of emotion on her face: "Fang Jin is a hero. He used his life and the lives of a 400,000 army to win Zhao Lingxing's trust. If nothing unexpected happens, something will happen tomorrow."

"I'll send someone to remind me immediately..." Lin Fan said, but stopped, and then smiled bitterly. At this moment, he understood why Zhong Roujing had told herself before that it would be useless even if she told Zhao Lingxing in advance.

Huang Tengyu and Cheng Guanghui have Fang Jin's head and an army of 400,000.

And I have no limits on my own words, just speculation.

Even though he sent someone to send a message to remind Zhao Lingxing that Zhou State had secrets, would Zhao Lingxing believe in him?

Lin Fan sighed helplessly, but he also understood that it was too difficult to think of this. Fang Jin used his life as bait, which was really cruel.

This was also the first time Lin Fan felt that he had truly recognized Fang Jin, but he would not have the chance to fight in the future.

...

In the military camp of the 500,000-strong army of Qi, Huang Tengyu and Cheng Guanghui had already arrived at the military camp of Qi and were temporarily detained. It was obvious that they were to be hostages.

After all, be careful to sail the ship for a thousand years.

But Zhao Lingxing still couldn't sleep. He came to the city wall and looked at the more than 200,000 troops stretching for more than ten miles below.

Of course, these armies were not stationed against the wall, and Zhao Lingxing would not agree to let them do so.

The fifth and ninth armies are both half a kilometer away from this city wall.

"Can't you sleep?"

At this moment, a voice sounded next to it.

Zhao Lingxing looked over, but it was Chen Pingyi.

Chen Pingyi smiled, holding a pot of wine in his hand, and asked, "Can you drink some?"

Zhao Lingxing took the wine casually and said, "I always feel a little weird, but I can't say where the problem is."

"The army of Zhou State has no chance of winning at all, but I always feel that I have neglected something." Zhao Lingxing frowned and took a sip of wine.

Chen Pingyi stood by the city wall, looked at the direction of Beshan County in the distance, and said, "Sometimes it is really tiring to lead troops like this. His mind is full of these conspiracies and tricks, and all kinds of calculations."

"General Zhao, don't think too much. In a few days, these millions of troops will completely starve to death."
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