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Chapter 282 Wait a minute

Chapter 282 Wait a minute
"Master——"

As Mo Zheng rushed into Wei Jiao's arms, the people around Wei Jiao also gathered around. Hearing the call, Mo Zheng looked around in surprise and then saw dozens of familiar faces among the soldiers Wei Jiao had brought.

These were the people who had been sent to the Western Rong in advance.

These people also surrounded him, helping the fallen Uncle Hei and others to their feet and bandaging their wounds.

"What are you doing?" Mo Zheng murmured.

“Young master, we know you want us to live, but if it’s by sacrificing your lives to give us a chance to live…” an older man said, “we won’t feel at ease living like this.”

“Rather than living in such unease,” a woman laughed, “it would be better for us all to die a quick and painless death together.”

"Yes, since we followed you, young master, we were prepared to die."

Others chimed in.

So when they arrived in Xirong and settled the elderly, women and children, they heard about the chaos of war here and marched towards Wucheng.

"As it happens, this man, the son of Wei Cui, the sole survivor of the Wei clan, and the heir to the Wei clan's legacy... beheaded the Wang clan patriarch with a single stroke, and coerced and lured the Wang clan to join him in rebuilding the clan's legacy..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zheng looked at Wei Jiao again and only then did she see two heads hanging on Wei Jiao's horseback.

They were also familiar to her, the Wang clan patriarch and elders who had previously obeyed Mo Xiaohuangzi.

"You." Her gaze returned to Wei Jiao, scanning him urgently. "You're still injured? You're injured again?"

She sent Wei Jiao to Wucheng to check on Wang Shi's movements. She had indeed guessed that Wei Jiao wouldn't behave himself, but she hadn't expected him to be this restless.

They swaggered into the Wang family, swaggered to kill the Wang family patriarch, and then how many more people would they have to kill to break the morale of the Wang family's followers...

He's all alone, what's wrong with him!

"Didn't your men arrive on time?" Wei Jiao said, raising an eyebrow. "Am I crazy? Aren't you crazy too?"

He looked ahead...

"Being chased by the Wuyang Army, instead of finding a place to hide, you actually came to Wucheng. Do you want to be attacked from both sides and die even faster?"

Mo Zheng laughed: "I'm not alone, I have... ten people."

If one person is in danger, ten people are in danger, and even now, with one or two hundred people, it's still dangerous.

The pursuing troops had retreated, but not the main Wuyang army. The clatter of hooves and the roar of the soldiers seemed to be right next to their ears.

She looked up and could see the army formations changing.

The war drums slowly began to sound.

An even fiercer encirclement and attack is about to begin.

To flee is to lose one's mind and spirit, and lead to certain death.

war…….
Even a few hundred people would face certain death in the face of a massive imperial army of thousands, followed by tens of thousands of soldiers.

Mo Zheng strode to Wei Jiao's horse, mounted it, and drew the long sword from its back.

"Formation——"

With a shout, he ordered everyone to stop laughing and led the assembled Wang family troops into formation. Uncle Hei and the others also stood up again and accepted the weapons and crossbows that were handed to them.

"Wei Jiao".

Wei Jiaozheng took a soldier's horse, and upon hearing this, looked over and saw Mo Zheng looking at him from horseback.

"Don't stray too far from me later."

What? Are you scared? Wei Jiao raised an eyebrow.

"Don't die first either."

Wei Jiao scoffed, "Don't worry, do you really think I'm inferior to you? I'll definitely die after you."

Mo Zheng smiled.

"If I die first, remember to cut off my head," she whispered. "Don't let them get my whole body."

Since death is the inevitable outcome, let's just display her head outside the capital city gates.

Since Peach Blossom isn't around this time, let Wei Jiao do it.

Wei Jiao's hand holding the reins stiffened. Before he could say anything, Mo Zheng leaned forward and grabbed his hand holding the reins.

She looked into his eyes.

“I could actually hide,” she whispered, “but this time, I want to die with you.”

"That bastard!" Wei Jiao laughed, shook Mo Zheng's hand in return, then mounted his horse and spurred it forward.

"Ready for battle—"

The army of several hundred men roared and shouted.

Before the news could spread, the roar of the approaching army drowned it out.

The ground trembled as the horses trod on the ground.

General Wu Yang stood up, looked at his troops poised for battle, and raised his hand to signal.

Huang Chengling instinctively covered his ears, as if to avoid hearing the war drums of attack, but loud sounds came from behind.

"Wait a minute—"

At the same time, the bugle call to retreat sounded, leaving the previously solidified army in a state of confusion.

General Wu Yang was furious.

Who dares to disrupt the formation!
He turned around angrily and saw a group of people galloping towards him. Some were blowing horns, others were shouting "Wait!" and the leader was carrying something. Upon seeing this, all the soldiers and guards made way.

These people arrived in the blink of an eye.

But before they could see clearly, the leader fell off his horse.

He rolled on the ground, seemingly unable to stand up again, but still trembling as he propped himself up on his arms and raised the token in his hand.

Shout in a hoarse, dry voice.

"Wait a minute—"

.......
……

Night fell, blurring the lines between the two opposing military formations. Torches adorned both sides, and the thick darkness of the night seemed to cleave them apart, creating a stagnant standoff.

Because the Wuyang army suddenly stopped its attack, Mo Zheng's side also stopped. From then on, the Wuyang army neither attacked nor withdrew, and they had no choice but to do so.

"what happened?"

Suddenly, the bugle call to retreat was sounded.

"It doesn't seem to be the Wuyang Army; more troops have arrived."

"Has the Yunyang army come to claim credit?"

"Heh, if the Yunyang Army also arrives, I wonder who will steal our credit."

A low murmur arose within the ranks of soldiers, and upon hearing this, Mo Zheng couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Wei Jiao said from the side, his eyebrows raised. "I've thought of a great idea. I'll use your head to lure them into fighting over it, and make them kill each other."

Mo Zheng's smile deepened as she leaned on his arm: "Okay, okay, it's just that you've had to work hard."

"It's not tiring at all," Wei Jiao said lazily, reaching out to put his arm around her so she could lean on him more comfortably. "I love watching the excitement."

Mo Zheng leaned against him and chuckled softly.

Although the discussion revolved around her severed head, she still felt happy.

Because this life is truly different from the one Yang Luo described.

Wei Jiao seized Wu Cheng's troops to come and fetch her.

Some even called for a halt to the Wuyang army during the great battle.

……

.......
"Miss Jiang, what exactly are you waiting for?"

In the blink of an eye, the sun rose and set again, and the stalemate in the military formation was rather comical.

Under the torchlight, General Wuyang's face also looked quite grim.

"What exactly is His Majesty's order? When will it arrive?"

Two days ago, the great battle that was supposed to be about to kill Prince Mo was interrupted by a sudden appearance of troops.

The leader was holding the emperor's military order, but after saying only one sentence, "Wait a minute," he collapsed to the ground and fainted.

Because it was His Majesty's military order, even a simple "wait a minute" was enough for them to stop and wait for the young lady to continue.

When evening came, the young lady woke up and said, "Wait a minute, His Majesty has given orders."

Although it sounds absurd, there have been quite a few absurd things before. For example, it was clearly the emperor who sent someone to impersonate Prince Mo, but suddenly a secret order came saying that the fake Prince Mo was the real one, and not a prince at all, but a princess...

simply.

What can he do? As a general, he simply obeys orders.

So now there's another order saying to wait, so let's wait.

However, General Wu Yang was no child. He hadn't been waiting idly these past two days; instead, he had been gathering a lot of information, such as about this Miss Jiang...

General Wu Yang looked at the young lady before him, who was almost unrecognizable as a woman. The wind and sand had made her face rough, the forced march had made her lips and tongue chapped, and her eyes were red.

Although I've rested for two days, my lips still bleed when I speak.

General Liwei's daughter joined the army.

The news had spread throughout the army, but no one took it seriously.

But looking at this young lady's appearance at this moment, regardless of what the future holds, the fact that a woman could march so quickly from the capital to the border is enough to prove that she is a true soldier.

However, this soldier had previously studied at the Imperial Academy with Miss Yang and her maid, who are now the emperor's princess from the common people, as well as Princess Mo.

Women always have some kind of sisterly affection.

They also tend to act impulsively.

“Miss Jiang, you should know what the crime of falsely conveying an imperial edict is,” General Wu Yang said, enunciating each word clearly.

Jiang Rui looked at him. Although her whole body ached, she immediately stood up straight when General Wu Yang entered.

Upon hearing the question, despite his dry throat and cracked lips, he loudly replied, "This humble general knows!"

But she neither argued nor yielded. General Wu Yang solemnly reminded her, "Miss Jiang, you should know that your father died fighting for His Majesty. You must not let his bravery go to waste!"

Jiang Rui answered loudly again, "I will definitely not let my father down!"

He was like a dim-witted soldier who couldn't understand anything!
Isn't it said that reading is a good thing?

However, scholars are also the most adept at making a fuss, acting crazy, and playing dumb.

General Wu Yang looked at her.

“Jiang Rui, you should know that courage is essential in battle.”

"One should press on with one's might, but the momentum will wane on the second attempt and be exhausted on the third."

"A major battle is imminent; if we do not fight, morale will collapse."

"I'll wait one more night. By tomorrow morning, when it's fully light, there will be no more decrees from His Majesty."

"Even if you have military orders, this general will not listen to them. I will apologize when His Majesty's decree arrives."

Having said that, he turned and strode away.

Jiang Rui stood motionless.

"Miss," Yuan Cheng stepped forward to help her up, "please sit down and rest for a while."

Only after being helped up did Jiang Rui seem to feel the excruciating pain all over her body. She slowly sat down and looked at the gradually fading night...

Will His Majesty issue any new orders?

“Miss, I’m afraid Miss Yang is already in dire straits herself,” Yuan Cheng said in a low voice.

Perhaps by the time they left the capital, Miss Yang had already been imprisoned by His Majesty, let alone rescue anyone else.

“You’ve done your best,” Yuan Cheng continued, handing over a knife. “Wait until tomorrow…”

When the army surrounds and kills Princess Namo tomorrow, Jiang Rui should take the lead.

Only in this way can one gain merit, offset the grave crime of falsely conveying imperial orders and protecting the traitor.

Jiang Rui looked at the knife, then glanced to the west.

Separated by the army and the darkness of night, she did not see Ah Sheng.

She let out a soft breath and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

No rush, we'll see when we charge in, and maybe I'll even be able to cut off her head myself.

Jiang Rui lowered her eyes and accepted the knife that Yuan Cheng handed her.

……

As dawn broke, the war drums began to beat slowly.

The mountain-like military formation, which had been frozen for so long, slowly began to move.

General Wu Yang looked at the moving army formation in front of him, which resembled mounds of earth.

"You really have guts," he said in a deep voice. "You haven't even run away in these three days."

Of course, if they really wanted to run, even if Jiang Rui gave him a slow order, he would still order a pursuit.

If that's the case, then it would be even better.

He might already have Princess Mo's head by now.

It's not too late now, even though it's been delayed for three days.

General Wuyang reached out, and a guard handed him a drumstick. He strode to the largest war drum.

This time, he would personally strike the battle drum to rouse the fighting spirit that had been stagnant for three days.

But just as he was about to strike the drumhead, a sharp shout rang out again.

"Wait a minute—"

General Wuyang felt his anger rising to the heavens.

Damn it, here we go again!
He turned his head and saw a troop of people galloping towards him. This time, the banners were fluttering, and dragon flags were waving among them. Two people dressed in official robes were surrounded by the soldiers.

"Imperial edict—"

"General Wuyang, heed my decree—"

……

"Why did it stop again!"

"What's going on?!"

"Can't you just give me a straight answer?"

"Forget about them, let's charge in and have a good slaughter!"

The Wuyang army froze once again, causing a commotion among Mo Zheng's troops. However, this time the Wuyang army did not truly freeze. Soon, a group of people, or rather a horse, galloped in, followed by several other horses.

It's less of an attack and more like one person running while the others chase.

Wei Jiao raised the crossbow in his hand.

Mo Zheng quickly stopped him, looking at the person who was gradually becoming clearer in her line of sight.

"Ah Sheng—"

Jiang Rui raised her hand and shouted loudly.

"Ah Sheng—"

"It's Jiang Rui," Mo Zheng sighed, looking at the woman in military robes as she sped away.

"Ah Sheng, His Majesty has ordered that the heads of Wei Cui and Prince Mo have been delivered to the capital. This battle has been a great victory—"

Jiang Rui shouted, her hoarse voice unable to conceal her excitement.

She watched as Wei Cui's head was severed, and it was also the head of Prince Mo...
Mo Zheng touched her head.

She got it.

The emperor has finally relented and announced to the world that Wei Cui and Prince Mo are both dead, so A Sheng can live.

"Ah Sheng—" Jiang Rui called out excitedly, looking at the increasingly clear but somewhat unfamiliar face of the woman, "We can go back now—"

Before she could finish speaking, Mo Zheng raised her voice from the other end.

"do not come!"

With those words, Wei Jiao's crossbow whistled as it shot forth.

"Miss be careful!"

Yuan Cheng and his men shouted and took out their shields and armor.

Jiang Rui reined in her horse in time, and the crossbow bolts landed on the ground in front of her.

"Don't come any closer!" Mo Zheng shouted again, and with that shout, she grabbed two cloth bags from the horse's back and flung them away.

A person's arm strength is no match for a crossbow bolt; the cloth bag arced through the air and landed in the distance.

Yuan Cheng and the others had already surrounded Jiang Rui, watching the area warily.

Jiang Rui smiled at Mo Zheng and waved to her.

"Let's go," she called out.

With a shout, she turned her horse around, and Wei Jiao pulled the large banner with the character "王" (king) from the horse's back and threw it on the ground, following closely behind.

The large group of men shouted and yelled.

"gone--"

With the horses galloping, the group kicked up dust as they headed west.

……

"A Sheng!"

Jiang Rui broke free from Yuan Cheng and the others' encirclement and charged after them again, but the men and horses disappeared into the wilderness in the blink of an eye.

Why did you leave?

It's alright now.

We can go back to the capital now.

"Miss, don't chase after her." Yuan Cheng said softly from behind, "She won't be Ah Sheng, and she won't go back to the capital."

Even if the emperor were to relent and let her go now, how could the princess of the previous dynasty allow others to control her destiny?
Jiang Rui reined in her horse; she naturally knew this as well.

But alas, we didn't even get close enough to meet or exchange a few words.

But, alas, she knew that Ah Sheng meant well; talking too much with a princess from a previous dynasty could also bring trouble.

She watched the figures recede into the distance, their forms now indistinct.

"Miss, this is the head of the Wang clan patriarch."

Others had already gone to check the cloth bag that Mo Zheng had thrown down and saw two heads.

Jiang Rui looked at the two heads.

In the end, Ah Sheng still gave her credit.

Ah Sheng.

She didn't even know her real name.

Jiang Rui pursed her lips, flicked her long sword, and picked up the fallen "King" banner.

"The Wang clan has been wiped out—"

She shouted loudly.