Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

"Of course not, it was the order of the big boss, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Just follow the boss's instructions."

The other people squatted on the ground, spread out the arrows, and carefully counted and checked whether there were any other signs of rust on the arrows.

But this amount is certainly not enough, Xia Zhiyuan plans to add some more when they shoot arrows.

If I openly take out the arrow at this moment, it will definitely arouse their suspicion, and then the gain will outweigh the loss.

In order to dispel their doubts, Xia Zhiyuan specifically instructed the system to use a magic trick to transform into imperial officers and soldiers in the morning and deliver the rice and flour.

There are even some fresh vegetables, shrimps and fish.

For the bandits who had been trapped for a long time, this was like a life-saving straw, and they would not let go once they grabbed it.

"It's not a big deal. I don't want you to do it. I won't let you down."

"It's a fair deal."

“Everyone can benefit.”

“But necessary sacrifices are involved.”

Xia Zhiyuan walked out of the snow, leaving a trail of footprints in the snow. Her tone softened, but she spoke in an official tone.

However, he was an honest man, unlike other officials sent by the court who boasted about their official titles and ranks.

The conditions offered by the court were good, which only made them suspect that they were sheep walking into a tiger's mouth. This was not without precedent. Many years ago, the court used this trick to subdue a bandit village that had once been a scourge to the area and had its own troops.

So-called amnesty is nothing but a trick to lure people away. Once the official hat is put on, the leader must be captured first.

In the palace, no matter how capable you are, you cannot escape from this iron cage. This trick of getting something for nothing is extremely insidious.

So after that, all the bandit camps in the northern border kept their distance from the so-called "amnesty" offered by the imperial court.

I was afraid that once I arrived at the imperial city and passed the customs, I would be at the mercy of others.

Life or death is not up to you.

"Since the young lady from the court has made it so clear, we should also show our sincerity. However, we are not the first birds to stand out and allow others to bully us."

"If we are attacked from both sides, we will not send out troops as we have agreed beforehand, and our brothers and sisters will not rashly die."

"I hope the court can understand."

This was agreed upon in advance, and Xia Zhiyuan also knew that this was the biggest concession the bandits could make. She had checked the system's background data and the amount of food given was neither more nor less.

"Okay, naturally."

"Today at noon, listen to my orders."

……

Today's Zhoucheng, on the city wall.

Zhao Changlin looked at the official who was stumbling up, the smile in his eyes disappeared, and then he put on a calm look.

The official was holding up his scarlet robe, gasping for breath, his face flushed red.

He fell to his knees with a plop.

With his hands on the ground, he kept recalling the flashing swords and sabers he had seen, and his heart was filled with lingering fear.

Fortunately, the main force of King Wen's remnants, the commander of Xu's army, was loyal and trustworthy and did not kill him on the spot.

Instead, he was released and ordered to deliver a message to Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Snowflakes were still floating in the sky, forming a continuous piece, and the earth was covered with silver. Zhao Changlin sat on a chair, and behind her was the outside of Jinzhou City.

Countless remnants of King Wen were trapped under the city walls and could not enter Jinzhou City.

With his fingers on his cheek and his elbows resting on the mahogany chair, Zhao Changlin said softly, "What did the other side say?"

"Take your time and tell me. Don't be impatient."

The light snow fell on the oil-paper umbrella above Zhao Changlin's head. The shadow guard, wearing heavy black armor and a black iron mask, held the umbrella handle motionlessly, like a sculpture.

It’s daunting.

"Yes... Your Highness."

The man licked his dry lips, swallowed his saliva, and then spoke.

"They said that if Your Highness could agree to three demands, they would withdraw their troops."

It was almost the same as what he had expected. Zhao Changlin nodded and motioned for the man to continue.

The man looked at His Highness's actions and said quickly, "The first point is that they demand that Your Highness release King Wen without guilt."

The more he spoke, the more beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. If these words were not heard by others, it would be a capital crime.

"The second point... the second point... is that they demand that Your Highness exonerate their ancestors and give them the proper honor and posthumous title they deserve."

A drop of sweat fell down his cheek, landed on the ground with a plop, and merged with the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"The third one... The third one is...!"

Having said this, he banged his head down heavily on the cold bluestone bricks, making a buzzing sound.

"Your Highness must immediately hand over the crown prince position... and appoint Prince Wen as the crown prince of the Eastern Palace!"

Sure enough, it was his wishful thinking, but it was a bit too idealistic. Zhao Changlin nodded and raised his hand slightly.

"You should go down first, lest you be hurt by the swords and sabers."

As soon as Zhao Changlin finished speaking, the people on the city wall heard a rumbling sound, which was like an avalanche after a whole winter of heavy snow.

The entire Yong River will be flooded.

Similarly, the commander of the Xu family army who was at the gates of the city naturally also heard the loud bang. For no reason, how could the biting cold snow make such a sound like firecrackers?

He pulled the reins and stopped confronting the people in the imperial city. He flicked his horse's tail and looked at the dark mass on the distant hillside.

Countless cavalrymen rushed down on horseback, and the leading general was waving a large flag, bright red, which was the flag of the Moxi Army.

"Kill ah ah ah ah!"

"Kill ah ah ah!"

The roars of the soldiers reached the other side of the Yong River in a short moment. Their faces were blue and purple from the cold, but their hands holding the spears remained steady.

The armor of the Moxi Army is particularly easy to recognize, brown with red, reflecting their chivalrous and courageous spirit.

But in a moment, a large group of soldiers and horses arrived at the other side of the Yong River, led by a young general who was waving a flag in his hand and holding the horse's belly.

Shout to the other side.

"I am the hereditary garrison general of Moxi—Zhou Dun!"

"I am here to arrest the thief under the order of His Highness!"

All the officials on the city wall were shocked at once, standing there in a daze. As military generals, how could they not know that Moxi was very far away from Jinzhou? It was simply a fantasy to want to get there in such a short time.

However, a closer look revealed that the Moxi Army on the other side of the Yong River not only did not show any signs of fatigue from the long journey, but instead looked full of energy.

Obviously, this was not a hasty move, but was premeditated.

The first few people who reacted turned their eyes to His Highness, only to see that Zhao Changlin was not surprised at all and was still sitting on the chair. Their original contempt had long since disappeared.

Could it be that His Highness is not frivolous, but... is so contented because he has a plan in mind?!