jdhmnovel Chapter 148 The defeated general
Chapter 148 The defeated general
Behind them, a man with an inexpensive-looking face and a clean appearance sat on a large rock.
The two men on either side of him were very tall; one had an aquiline nose and a single eye, while the other had striking features.
The people sitting on the ground were busy treating each other's wounds, and one of them died before his companions could bandage their wounds.
The clean-looking man frowned as he looked at the scene before him and said to the person next to him, "Do we really have to use thick smoke to force them out? Why not just set them on fire?"
The other man said indifferently, "No, Lord Wei wants him alive."
He curled his lip, "They're just a few lowly soldiers, nothing to be afraid of."
“You don’t understand,” the man said again. “Just listen carefully to the King’s arrangements.”
He looked at the wound on the man's arm and said, "Why don't you sit down and rest for a while? There's still Vice General Mo guarding over there."
"Sit?" the one-eyed deputy general said coldly from the side, "If everyone sat like that, they probably wouldn't even know how they died when the enemy came."
He patted his bottom, stood up, looked around, and whispered, "Keep your voice down, give me some face."
Although his men knew that the two deputy generals were sent by the king, they were not under his command. However, he was still embarrassed by being constantly undermined.
The deputy general with the sharp eyes and piercing gaze said, "The King didn't send you here for sightseeing. You need to understand our plan first."
Seeing Wei Zhao's expression, Deputy General Mo rolled his eyes.
Wei Zhao looked embarrassed. "Am I, Wei Zhao, such an ungrateful person? I was just trying to remind the two deputy generals."
Deputy General Mo sneered, "Your Highness Wei just wants to go back and embrace your beauty as soon as possible, doesn't he?"
Wei Zhao's expression changed. "Deputy General Mo, what do you mean by that?"
"It means nothing." Deputy General Mo raised his sword. "I'm afraid you won't see her when you go back."
"Now is not the time to talk about that."
“Wei Zhao,” Vice General Wei interrupted him and walked out of the cave.
He directed his men to dig up some wet moss and spread it on the pile of dry branches, then set it on fire from underneath.
Soon, flames and thick smoke rose from the moss.
"Fan it in a little further," Wei Zhao ordered.
The men below took off their outer garments and fanned the thick smoke into the cave.
Lieutenant General Mo stood at a distance, sneered, and patted him on the shoulder, "Why are you still thinking about that woman?"
Wei Zhao forced a smile. "What exactly is Vice General Mo trying to say?"
“It’s nothing,” said Deputy General Mo. “I know you volunteered to go to Yanjing this time to see that woman.”
Wei Zhao looked slightly panicked. "I just... I just felt that I needed to improve my abilities."
"Enough already," Deputy General Mo said with a stern face. "Everyone knows that you almost broke with the King for her sake. It was only because the King gave her a way to return to Yanjing that you were willing to obey him."
Wei Zhao's face turned pale. "I want to know if she's doing well."
"When winter comes, the pear blossoms will bloom again, and she likes them very much."
"Only you would believe such a thing," Deputy General Mo sneered. "If she were as docile as you think, why would the King be so adamant about not letting you be with her? Besides, you already have a harem of wives and concubines; how could she not care?"
Wei Zhao retorted, "No, she doesn't care."
Mo Yundu laughed, "Idiot."
The deputy general standing next to the two remained silent.
Wei Zhao shivered from the smoke, grabbed Vice General Wei's hand, and tried to sneeze for a while but failed.
Just as he was about to strike, he was shoved aside by Vice General Wei.
"who!"
In response, five people descended from the sky.
They leaped down like tigers descending a mountain, kicking away the fire at the cave entrance, while several Northern Di people who were near the entrance were seriously injured and fell to the ground.
The moment Mo Yundu, who was standing in front, saw Gu Liang, the wound under his eyepatch seemed to throb again.
He charged forward furiously, only to have a black knife held to his neck.
The person wielding the knife didn't use many fancy moves; the blade flashed and went straight for Mo Yundu's vital points.
As Wei Zhuo's personally appointed deputy general, Mo Yundu's martial arts skills were naturally not bad. However, even though his vision blurred, he still raised his broadsword to meet the attack.
With a clang, the blades clashed.
Mo Yundu's feet sank into the ground. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, pushed upwards with force, created an opening, and stepped back.
Looking down at the blade in his hand, I noticed a dent.
Mo Yundu was secretly alarmed.
The person before me was dressed in black, and his dark eyes were even more gloomy than the night.
He walked step by step toward Moyun Ferry, the blade angled towards the ground.
Mo Yundu stretched his limbs, then swung his sword and charged forward.
He moved with the speed of a cheetah pouncing on its prey, leaving a trail of afterimages as he passed by, his blade whistling through the air, dimming the nearby flames.
When the firelight reappeared, the person had already vanished.
Mo Yundu immediately sensed something was wrong.
He instinctively turned around, only to see a knife coming from behind him.
Mo Yundu staggered twice, then immediately fell backward to the ground. The cold blade grazed his chest, leaving a trail of blood.
Mo Yundu grunted, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. Leaning on his sword, he suddenly stood up and retreated.
He pushed himself up, clutching the wound on his chest, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Gu Liang, show me your full strength! Let's fight!"
Mo Yundu clearly sensed that Gu Liang was holding back and deliberately keeping him hanging.
Gu Liang, standing in front of him, sneered, "You can't even beat a kid, what makes you think you can fight me?"
Mo Yundu recalled the scene of his defeat at Qing Huai's hands, his one eye narrowing slightly, "That was because I was careless for a moment, and that's why I fell into his trap."
Gu Liang said lazily, "All's fair in war. If you lose, you lose. Just like that eye of yours that I blinded you back then, it must have hurt a lot when you took it off, right?"
He shouldn't have mentioned it, because the moment he did, Mo Yundu couldn't help but roar, "Shut up!"
"He is defeated."
Gu Liang's tone became even more frivolous.
Mo Yundu's forehead veins bulged. "You're talking nonsense! Who's the defeated one? I'm now King Wei's confidant! And the commander of the camp!"
Gu Liang shook his head. "He's the ruler of the Northern Barbarians now. What benefits would he offer you?"
Mo Yundu's face twitched.
Gu Liang continued his sarcasm, "Why didn't the commander set up palace guards in your newly built palace? What is he doing in Yanjing?"
"That's because our king was afraid that the necks of you Yanjing people were too soft and would snap easily, so he specially asked us to add some spice to your necks."
His single eye darkened. "Oh, I forgot, you were tortured by our king in the Northern Barbarians back then. It was a truly miserable experience."
"And your soldiers in Yanjing, so weak, each one of them is a victim of our blades."
After he finished speaking, he burst into laughter, which echoed in the cave, sounding just like the howl of a wild ghost, incredibly ferocious.
Gu Liang listened quietly to his laughter, from his loud laughter to his panting breaths and then his soft coughs.
"continue."
Mo Yundu stared at him, wondering why his words had seemed to have gone unnoticed, as if they hadn't stirred even a ripple in Gu Liang's heart. Gu Liang remained indifferent, as if she were listening to someone else's private affairs.
"Don't you want to know who poisoned you back then?" He grinned wickedly.
Gu Liang turned her head to look at him, "Gu Xu, Gu Yuan."
Mo Yundu's smile froze.