Chapter 411

If he did not stop, he should be able to arrive at Taiyuan Commandery tomorrow morning.

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On Wang Jian's side.

All the soldiers waited for a whole afternoon, but they did not wait for any news of Prince Fusu at all.

By the time for dinner in the evening,

the news that there was no military grain left could no longer be hidden.

All the soldiers received this news.

Immediately, the entire army fell into panic.

But fortunately, Wang Jian and several generals had experience in handling such matters.

With the fastest speed, they suppressed the panic.

Then they informed all the soldiers that the grain and fodder would definitely arrive in the fastest time.

The night grew darker, but Wang Jian's tent grew more oppressive.

Everyone was waiting for news, waiting for the news of Prince Fusu arriving with the grain and fodder.

But until the second half of the night, they still did not wait for any news of Prince Fusu.

"You guys say, did something happen?"

A somewhat hoarse voice broke the calm before them.

Once this sentence was spoken, the people present immediately realized.

"You mean to say that someone would take this opportunity to make a move on Young Master Prince Fusu?"

"Oh my, my heavens, why didn't I think of this point."

Another general slapped his own forehead and said.

These military generals, although they had been galloping on the battlefield for years,

were not completely ignorant of the infighting in the imperial court.

Young Master Prince Fusu and Hu Hai had now reached a critical stage.

Ying Zheng's body had been maintained with medicinal soups all these years.

I fear it would not be long before the next heir to Great Qin would be selected.

Generally, this time was absolutely a time of blood and slaughter in the imperial court.

Yet they had forgotten this point, and instead let Prince Fusu go out alone to meet the grain and fodder.

"What should we do? If the Young Master truly encounters any mistakes, we fear it will be difficult to preserve our lives."

A look of worry immediately appeared in the eyes of several generals.

They were worried about their own lives.

"Zhao Lei, you take a few people and take a shortcut to go to Jiuzhou Commandery to investigate the situation."

Wang Jian, who had been silent, spoke up.

The feeling of unease in his heart grew more and more intense.

Prince Fusu must have encountered some big trouble; otherwise, at this time, he should have already arrived here.

"I will go now."

The general named Zhao Lei stood up directly and walked out.

The other generals did not return to their own tents either, but continued to stay in Wang Jian's tent waiting for news.

About an hour passed.

Outside Wang Jian's tent, the sound of panicked footsteps suddenly rang out.

Upon hearing the footsteps, all the generals looked toward the door in unison.

"Old General."

Zhao Lei, who had just gone out not long ago, suddenly pulled open the tent and walked in.

"This person says he was sent by Young Master Prince Fusu."

Following behind Zhao Lei was Er Mazi.

Er Mazi had encountered Zhao Lei, who was riding a horse, halfway there.

He was almost killed on the spot by Zhao Lei.

Fortunately, after explaining clearly in the end, Zhao Lei brought him directly back to the military camp.

"Old General Wang, I have important matters to report."

Er Mazi saw Wang Jian and knelt before him with a thud.

"You say you were sent by Young Master Prince Fusu, what is the situation?"

Wang Jian's brows furrowed.

Er Mazi was just a transport soldier; with so many soldiers, how could he remember every single one?

"The humble one is named Wang Er, and I am a transport soldier."

"Young Master Prince Fusu had originally already received the grain and fodder, but on the way to transport it over, he suddenly encountered an ambush by a group of black-clad men."

"Young Master Prince Fusu was also injured, and everyone else is dead."

When Er Mazi said this, he still could not hide the grief in his eyes.

"The Young Master let me come over just to have Old General Wang send people to transport that batch of grain and fodder back as soon as possible."

After finishing, he directly took out the token that Young Master Prince Fusu had given him.

Wang Jian naturally recognized the token representing Prince Fusu's identity.

Upon seeing this token, he immediately believed what the person in front of him said.

"Zhao Lei, you take a team of men and go with him immediately."

Wang Jian issued the order without hesitation; he wanted to take over that batch of grain and fodder with the fastest speed.

Since this person said Young Master Prince Fusu was only slightly injured, it should be nothing major.

Knowing the accurate news of the grain and fodder, Zhao Lei did not delay either, directly lifting Er Mazi up.

Subsequently, he moved quickly to point out a team of men, and riding horses, he let Er Mazi lead the way.

Prince Fusu and Zhang Liang were still sitting in place; they had to guard this batch of grain and fodder here.

Severely injured, even if they wanted to move their positions, they could not move very far at all.

The night sky above slowly dissipated.

A layer of hazy white appeared faintly.

Upon hearing the sound of horse hooves, the two knew that reinforcements had finally arrived.

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