Seven Shows Chapter 93:
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The king of Nan brought a total of fifteen thousand troops, of which exactly one third of the leading troops was five thousand, plus some soldiers who guarded him. 13579246810 Another ten thousand were left behind because of the speed of the ship, and it might take one to two days to arrive. At this time, all the Clippers came.
Furthermore, none of the five thousand soldiers remained, and they were divided into three branches by the Southern King, each with about one thousand six hundred and seven hundred people, and they attacked the other three sides of Baiyun City except the rocky side. The attack on Jiang Li was all instigated by her. There were more than three thousand people, some of them were still fighting against the people of Baiyun City at the front pier, and the other part was injured by Huang Yaoshi Yinkong, still licking their wounds, and did not have time to return. .
Therefore, at this time, the guards of the Southern King can only count more than two hundred soldiers. Most of them are long-range archers, plus a few recruits from the rivers and lakes. It is definitely enough to guard against a sneak attack by a master, and there are too few soldiers in Baiyun City. , This is also well known, so Nan Wang never thought that he would be surrounded by the army one day.
Of course, he was hiding behind a large wooden box on Gongjiu's boat at this time, and no one would find him for a while.
Countless soldiers embarked on the ship. Originally, those archers were already powerful in long-distance combat. Once their melee combat power was greatly reduced, and they hadn’t figured it out yet, after so much effort, why did they fight with their own? The weapons had been disarmed, and everyone searched the entire ship, but the Southern King was nowhere to be seen.
I had to report back to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li said, "It's okay."
She looked at the ship where Gong Jiu was.
Even if you don't need to ask the soldiers on this ship before, you know that the Southern King can only be there now.
Jiang Li's gaze was like a sharp sword made of ice, piercing the closed hatch.
She knew that the people in the cabin would come out, and no one could play dead under such gaze.
There are two people in the cabin, Gong Jiu and Sharman.
Sharman wore a thin, close-fitting dress, which was a very soft and loose fabric, enough to outline the beautiful curves of his body. She held a whip in her hand, Gong Jiu's favorite whip. But she didn't smoke anymore. Gong Jiu felt very satisfied because she had already smoked, and Sharman was unwilling to work for nothing when Gong Jiu didn't force her.
She was biting her lip tightly at this moment, restraining the growing disgust in her heart against Gong Jiu, for fear that in the next second, she would lose her restraint and swear at the neurosis in front of her.
Sharman thought: "Why don't you die!"
At this time, she was talking about, and Digongjiu is still alive and slowly wearing clothes. The clothes before him have been torn to rags. He is very rich and can afford a lot of things, of course not. As for a piece of clothing that is distressed, since it is broken, just change it to a new one. The clothes on this ship are changed every day, which is enough for him to wear at least a few months.
While Gong Jiu was wearing his clothes, the marks on his body that had been whipped by Sharman, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye after his exercises, giving birth to new muscle skin, except for the previous skin. A little more white and tender, at first glance, there is no difference, as if there is no injury
The soundproofing effect of the cabin is not as good as imagined, and the noise from the outside can be heard in their ears without any compromise.
Sharman couldn't help it, and said: "She's here."
This she naturally refers to Jiang Li, and Sharman knew that Gong Jiu could understand.
Since I saw Jiang Li, Gong Jiu's state has gone wrong. I have been thinking about it for so long, even looking at her, as if looking at Jiang Li, can Sharman not respond? If it weren't for the difference between her martial arts and Gong Jiu, and there is nothing to do with this neurosis, how could she endure it until now?
Gong Jiu had a rare smile on his face. It was a very pure smile, even with a little innocence, but it fell into Sharman's eyes and still made her heart cold. He said: "Yes, so, I'm going to meet this'Mrs Jiang'." After speaking, he strode to the door and yanked away.
In Jiang Li's eyes, she just dropped her gaze on the door, and at this moment, the ship's cabin door opened.
Gong Jiu came out.
Speaking of, this is the first time he has walked out of the house since he met Nan Wang.
When things got to the point where they are now, Gong Jiu had to come out.
He is dressed in a clean white coat, his hair is meticulously combed, his face has a strange cold color, and he wears a sword around his waist, which really looks like a standard iceberg swordsman. Except for the slight redness on his face that has not yet receded, no one would have thought of what Gong Jiu was doing with the door closed before.
Nan Wang seemed to have become a bird of horror. At this moment, it seemed that he had found a savior, relying on him, and suddenly got out of the box and rushed into the cabin. He seemed to have forgotten all of a sudden, how big opinions he had about Gong Jiu before, and now he completely regarded Gong Jiu as the last straw to save him.
Previously, Nan Wang always felt that his son was dead, and he had nothing to care about anymore, but now that he was scared by the "devil girl" Jiang Li, he felt that his son is no longer looking for Ji. Rebirth of a concubine does not necessarily end, but his life is gone, that is, nothing is gone.
When he got in the door, Nan Wang almost tripped over, and subconsciously rushed forward two steps before barely stabilizing his figure.
Sharman looked at him.
Nan Wang also looked at Sharman.
Either before or now, he didn't have the thought of appreciating beauty, only when she was Gong Jiu's plaything, he didn't care at all.
Sharman looked at Nan Wang and laughed. She drew a soft steel wire from her body and shook it slightly. The sharp end turned into a sharp sword. And this sword was standing on Nan Wang's neck at this time. The steel wire is extremely sharp, and even if it is gently rubbed, it also brings out a trace of deliberate blood.
Nan Wang escaped Jiang Li's hand for a while, but he didn't expect that there were still oriole squatting here.
Man is a knife, I am a fish.
"My lord, don't move, what can you do if your head falls on the ground if you are not careful?" Sharman's voice was long, even a little **** hoarse. Speak the most vicious threat in the sweetest words. As long as Gong Jiu is not around, Sharman can remain sensible and exert powerful combat power, whether it is martial arts or scheming.
Nan Wang didn't dare to move. Jiang Li was in front of him, and Shaman was in the back. He really felt like a dog in his heart.
Shaman said: "I ask the prince a question. If you cooperate, the little girl will never be embarrassed."
Nawang has no choice now, he sighed dejectedly.
If you don't speak, it's acquiescence.
Sharman said: "I heard that the prince and manager Wang are acquaintances."
General Manager Wang refers to Wang An, an **** who is trusted by the emperor today. He entered the palace at the age of seven. After training, he castrated at the age of nine. After that, he was up and down in the palace for dozens of years.
Such a **** who has never formed a party, is not greedy for power, and is not greedy for money. In many people's eyes, he is a diehard who doesn't make money. Nothing can touch him. It is impossible for Gong Jiu as the Prince of Taiping to get such news, and in the eyes of Nan Wang, Shaman was of course asking for Gong Jiu. At this moment, Sharman asked him if he was familiar with Wang An, what was his intention?
It's not a coincidence, it's that they really know something. Taking advantage of the similarity between his son and the emperor was the biggest secret in Nan Wang's heart, and he was confident and sure to do it, and it was precisely because of the line of Wang An. At present, only he and his son know about this matter, and everyone else is kept in the dark. How did Sharman, or the Prince of Taiping know?
Furthermore, King Taiping is a reputable royalist, compared to the autonomous vassals in the territory of the Southern King. Where did Prince Taiping get the news? If the King of Taiping knows, then basically he will know it today, so how could he not take precautions? In this way, his plan seemed like a joke.
Nan Wang did not refute, he said: "There is indeed some friendship."
Shaman smiled and said: "In this case, the prince may help, give a token to let the nine sons and the director Wang get online."
Although Gong Jiu feels good about himself and thinks that Nan Wang is mentally retarded, he can sing duo with his son. The title of the combination can probably be called the mentally retarded duo, and he despises Nan Wang’s painstaking plan for rebellion. But Nan Wang couldn't do this job, but he wanted to continue doing it. Therefore, Wang An is a person who must be wooed.
Nan Wang's mouth opened and closed, but he didn't make a sound for the first time.
Sharman did not urge at this time, but waited for his choice.
Nan Wangdao: "Wang An, you need..."
He confessed, Sharman listened and said, "Master, sit down in a chair and talk."
Sharman said his words, and his attitude became gentle as expected.
Gong Jiu didn't pay attention to Sharman's movements in the cabin, he just watched Nan Wang's embarrassing and dexterous movements, and smiled sarcastically.
Nan Wang is a very good hostage, very useful, Gong Jiu believes that Sharman will be very measured. He is her lifesaver, and also a hateful enemy. Sharman must and has to do a lot for him. At least now, in order to get rid of him in the future, Sharman will never dare to play tricks now.
Before, he still thought about the idea of hitting Baiyun City, but now it seems that it is a small white cloud city, but a small place, in comparison, the benefits that can be obtained by cleaning up the Southern King are far too much. In this case, it might as well use the Southern King to search for his wealth and receive his influence, so as to maximize the benefits.
In this way, there will be no direct conflict of interest between them. Just leave it to Yuan Suiyun for the headache. Moreover, if Ms. Jiang is interested, it is very worthwhile to take Yuan Suiyun's information in exchange for her happiness. Yuan Suiyun couldn't get Baiyun City, but he could take over the power of the Southern King. In this way, he would directly annex Bat Island on the first day of the next month.
"At that time, King Taiping, haha."
Jiang Li's figure facing the sea breeze, in his heart, overlapped with someone in the past. Thinking of this, Gong Jiu was in a better mood. He looked at Jiang Li from a distance, nodded with great grace, and said, "The Southern King has fallen into my hands. If I promise that from now on, I won’t break Baiyun City. Well, in this way, you don’t have to have people?"
The author has something to say: wrote and fell asleep, too sleepy, sorry, the update is late.
Woke up and found that only a thousand words had been written, and finished writing the following with a dazed expression, and almost fell asleep again.
I have to go to work tomorrow, I will go to bed.
ps: I found that what I wrote when I was half asleep and half awake was still a little bit logical.
Do you think this is a unique talent, sleepwalking writing?
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