Chapter 1311 - 1311: Could This Be Zhan Beiye l s Scheme?
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“Hehe, hehe.” Zhan Beiye was overjoyed, and his smile was a little silly.
“Let’s go. I’ll cook some good food for you.”
The next morning…
Accompanied by the sound of horns, Ming Fucheng led his army to the city wall along Zhanling Empire’s border.
There were all kinds of wars between two countries in a world of cultivation. However, Ming Fucheng arrived ready with a new trick today to destroy the Zhanling Empire’s border in one fell swoop before capturing Zhan Beiye. The demonic beasts on the front lines prepared to attack the city wall. The ground shook under their footsteps, and even the city wall looked like it was swaying.
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“Zhan Beiye, today—”
“Your Highness, a person is hanging from the city wall.”
Before Ming Fucheng could finish his ruthless declaration, he heard his deputy general speak.
“Do I need you to tell me? You think I can’t see it?” Ming Fucheng glared at the deputy general.
He had long seen the man in black hanging from the city wall. He knew who he was. He must be one of the sacrificial warriors he sent.
However, he was not worried because the deputy general had sworn that all of the sacrificial warriors had drunk the poisoned wine.
Even if Zhan Beiye hung one of his sacrificial warriors on the city wall, Ming Fucheng assumed it was a dead one. It was not a big deal. Zhan Beiye was probably just trying to irritate him by using a corpse.
He did not think this was as important as conquering the city.
“It’s just a dead person. What’s there to be afraid of?”
“Your Highness, that… that person is moving. He’s not dead,” the deputy general said, the corners of his mouth twitching.
Why would he warn Ming Fucheng about a dead body? After all, he had watched the sacrificial warriors drink the poisoned wine with his own eyes. But now…
They were all cultivators. Even from a distance, he could tell that the person hanging on the city wall was one of the sacrificial warriors sent to the Zhanling Military Camp.
“Alive?” Ming Fucheng snapped out of his daze and looked up at the sacrificial warrior hanging from the city wall.
The body was moving, even if it was only slightly.
That sacrificial warrior was really moving! This meant that either he was afraid of death and refused to drink the poisoned wine, or Zhan Beiye had someone capable of saving the poisoned sacrificial warrior.
“Is this how you handle your tasks? How can our sacrificial warriors be afraid of death?!”
Although he instinctively hoped this was due to Zhan Beiye having someone capable of saving the sacrificial warrior, a voice in his heart told him that the sacrificial warrior was afraid of dying.
“No, no.” The deputy general shook his head, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
He had watched them personally. How could there be a mistake? There was no way!
But if there had been no mistake, why was that sacrificial warrior still alive? Shouldn’t he have died by now?
“Your Highness, could this be Zhan Beiye’s scheme? That person might not be
“Might not be what?” Ming Fucheng rebuked the deputy general.
If that sacrificial warrior was dead, why would Zhan Beiye hang him from the city wall? He was deliberately telling him that he had dirt on him to warn him not to act rashly.
“Damn you, Zhan Beiye! I’ll definitely take you down! Bow!”
He cursed and extended his arm to the deputy general, ready to shoot that sacrificial warrior..
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