The Prodigal Son of the Empire

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Wang Kang must have not suffered the slightest damage!

Moreover, if there is a mutiny on our own side, the casualties of internal friction will be so large.

Chen Tang took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "Immediately write a letter to His Majesty, explain the pros and cons, and send troops here as quickly as possible!"

"Wang Kang's scheming strategy is too terrifying. We must keep him in Yue!"

"Before that, we were stationed outside Pengcheng to hold him back..."

"correct."

As Chen Tang was talking, he seemed to think of something, and said: "The security outside is well done, be careful that Wang Kang takes the opportunity to attack the camp."

"Report!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rush of voices outside.

"Zhao Jun is here!"

Chen Tang hurriedly asked: "Are you here to attack? How many people are there?"

"They didn't come to attack, but..."

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[Author's digression]: The third update.

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Chapter 6 Ninety: A murder caused by steamed buns!

The crowd asked nervously, in the current state, if Wang Kang sent troops to attack at night, it would really not be a good thing.

Although their numbers are still superior, they can't bear such repeated blows.

However, the messenger hesitated and hesitated, and it was difficult to speak.

Han Jian scolded, "Speak up, they are not here to attack, what else are they here for?"

Ling Bing said with difficulty: "They are flying the white flag, they are not here to attack, but to deliver food!"

"Food? What kind of meal?"

The crowd was astonished.

"Go out and have a look!"

Immediately they were all busy running out, even Chen Tang was about to get out of bed.

"Marshal, rest at ease, we will deal with it!"

"Help me out!"

Although Chen Tang was weak, he spoke in a tone that could not be refused.

Soon they went out and arrived at the front camp, only to see that it was indeed Zhao Jun who came. There were not many of them, only about a thousand people, and each of them was carrying a basket in their hands.

The leader shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, we are not here to fight."

"Our general is unprecedentedly benevolent and sympathetic to you who have traveled long distances and lacked food and grass. In this cold night, you are hungry and ordered me to wait and bring you steamed buns!"

"Steamed bun!"

Hearing this, the Yue soldiers who were confronting each other were suddenly startled and looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what was going on.

The enemy would send them steamed buns?

This is not a joke!

"Don't you think we will put poison in this steamed bun?"

Lin Zhen laughed and said: "Everyone is thinking too much. Our general's original words are that the two armies are fighting, and it has nothing to do with the soldiers. It is not easy for everyone. I really can't see how difficult it is for you."

"On the battlefield, we are your life-and-death enemies, but I still have respect for you in private!"

"That's all!"

Lin Zhen said loudly: "The quantity of these steamed buns is not large, and it may not satisfy too many people. Whether you eat or not is up to you!"

"Okay, put down the buns, let's go!"

After Lin Zhen finished speaking, the people behind put down all the baskets in their hands, and they could see by the light of the torch that they were indeed steamed buns!

"It's white steamed buns!"

Seeing this scene, many Yue soldiers swallowed subconsciously.

That's steamed buns!

How long has it been?

It's been a long time since I've eaten it, it just exists in my memory.

"By the way, let me remind you again."

Lin Zhen said loudly again: "This steamed bun has just been steamed, and it's still hot!"

This sentence made those Yue soldiers' eyes glow with gold!

They haven't eaten enough for several days, and they are already extremely hungry.

At this time, let alone steamed buns, even a dry biscuit, or even a mouthful of hot porridge, is delicious and rare.

Let alone steamed buns.

This is simply sending charcoal in the snow!