Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

Chapter 173 Acting Master

"Your Majesty, in the next battle, I request your permission to lead the Shenji Battalion as the vanguard. I will kill the general who ordered the general to be trampled to death and avenge him!"

Leng Qingyi couldn't help but admire his acting skills. Not only did he make so many people believe his lies, but they were also moved by his loyalty.

Leng Qingyi's gaze fell on a captain standing behind the deputy general.

He asked, "Tell me, what happened?"

Although the movement was small, Leng Qingyi also saw the deputy general of the Shenji Camp clench his fists.

"Your Majesty, the deputy general is telling the truth."

"Our general, while trying to divert the enemy's forces, fell into an enemy ambush and was shot on his horse by a hidden weapon."

"When the horse fell, the general was thrown out as well. Before he could stand up, he was surrounded by the Beidong army."

"They...they trampled the general to death."

Leng Qingyi's mouth twitched slightly.

I really admire this other acting master.

The others who heard this were filled with grief and indignation, and hated Bei Dong even more.

The uncle from the Ji family was so shocked by the news that he almost fainted and was too sad to speak.

He had a very good relationship with the Crown Prince. Now that the Crown Prince's only son had gone to the battlefield, not only did he fail to help the Crown Prince take good care of Chen'er, he also let... he also let Chen'er die so miserably at the hands of the Beidong people.

How should he explain to the prince and how should he go back to face the Duke?

He was so sad, and the general would be even more sad if he knew the news.

"Forget it. When you return, you can explain the whole incident to General Ji in detail."

Leng Qingyi couldn't stand their acting anymore, so he turned around and left.

Leng Ba followed closely behind with more than 20,000 soldiers under his command.

Only the soldiers of the Shenji Camp and the uncle of the Ji family remained there, unable to recover for a long time.

Not until all the 40,000-plus soldiers had left did someone speak in a low voice.

"How can the emperor be so cold-blooded? Our general died for his country. How can the emperor be so heartless?"

"Shut up! You're killing yourself."

Although the voice was low, everyone who could enter the Shenji Camp had excellent hearing.

After hearing this, although he did not dare to express his dissatisfaction with the emperor on the surface, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The deputy general of the Shenji Camp looked back and happened to meet the eyes of the person who was gossiping.

The admiration in his eyes made the Shenjiying soldier extremely happy and he straightened his back.

It was already late at night when we returned to the Dongxia military camp, but the camp was brightly lit.

Ji Wuqi did not rest either, but directed the soldiers in the military camp to rescue the wounded.

Although it was a great victory, many soldiers were still injured and tens of thousands of enemy prisoners needed to be resettled.

The emperor is also outside killing enemies and has not returned yet, so he can't rest.

When Ji Wuqi heard the soldiers coming to report that the emperor had returned with his soldiers, he hurried to greet him.

"Your Majesty, is this battle going well?"

"smoothly."

After following Leng Qingyi back to the tent, he explained some military matters, but did not see his nephew.

Given his nephew's personality, he would definitely come over to claim credit for such a brilliant victory.

Why is it so quiet today?

Just as he was about to ask if his nephew had completed his mission, he heard the deputy general of the Shenji Camp and the centurion arrive.

"Let them in."

The two men walked into Leng Qingyi's tent, one in front and one behind. After paying their respects, they looked at Ji Wuqi with guilt on their faces.

In an instant, Ji Wuqi seemed to understand something, and in that instant, a chill swept through his whole body from the soles of his feet.

"Go ahead."

Ji Wuqi's face turned pale. He glanced at the stern-faced emperor, and then at the two generals with guilty expressions.

I felt uneasy and very resistant to what I was going to hear next.

But reality does not allow him to resist.

The two of them talked about the cause of Ji Yechen's death.

The two of them expressed their true feelings and shed several tears, which really moved people about the friendship between them.

But neither of the two people listening had time to pay attention to their performance.

One was heartbroken upon learning of his nephew's death, while the other had long seen through the true faces of the two men.

After the two of them finished telling the whole story, they looked at Leng Qingyi and Ji Wuqi with guilt on their faces.

"Your Majesty, General Ji, we failed in our duty and failed to protect General Ji. Please punish us."

The two men thought they were on top of the game because they didn't see any of the people chasing them.

It can be concluded that Ji Yechen is either dead or captured by the Beidong people.

But no matter what the result is, they won't be wrong.

Given the ruthlessness of the people of Beidong, even if Ji Yechen didn't die but was captured alive, his fate would definitely not be good.

Plus, considering what they know about Ji Yechen, he would most likely figure it out himself before being captured alive.

So their lies will definitely not be exposed.

But they didn't know that the person they were talking about was now separated from them by a curtain.

The emperor's personal expedition tent would not be simple, consisting of two rooms, inner and outer, separated only by a thick curtain.

At this time, Ji Yechen was lying on the emperor's dragon bed in the inner room, his hands clenched into fists, suppressing the anger and hatred in his heart.

Ji Wuqi was extremely saddened by the bad news, and recalled the scenes of his interactions with his nephew.

He had lived half his life without getting married, and he almost treated Chen'er as his own half-son.

Although it may not be appropriate to say this, I truly love Chen'er.

How could he not be sad and heartbroken when he suddenly heard such news?

A tall man who had guarded the northern border for decades without shedding a tear, now burst into tears.

Too sad to speak.

"General Ji, I'm so sorry. If you want to blame someone, blame me. It was me, the deputy general, who failed to stop General Ji."

Ji Wuqi could no longer hear any sound at this time, and his mind was filled with the sad news that his nephew was gone.

It took a long time before I finally found my voice.

"Chen'er, where is his body?"

When he raised his head and looked at the two of them with bloodshot eyes, the cruelty in his eyes almost became tangible, which frightened the two of them.

"General Ji, it was our incompetence. Back then, Beidong's five thousand soldiers were chasing after our two hundred men, and we...we...we were unable to retrieve General Ji's body."

Ji Wuqi took a few steps back in grief, and only stopped when his body hit the sand table behind him.

Not a single body was left.

His Chen'er, who had just come of age and was in the prime of his life, how could this happen... how could this happen?

"Tell me... who that Beidong general is. I will personally kill that bastard to avenge Chen'er."

The two men looked at each other, neither knowing the general's name.

"This... General Ji, we don't know who that general is. He's a big, burly man with a big beard. We haven't seen him in detail."

The two did not think there was anything wrong with what they said and answered with certainty.

But Ji Wuqi shot his sharp eyes towards them.

"what are you saying?"