Quickly wear, the host has evil intentions

I heard that Duan Ci had already developed a medicine to cure the plague, and their originally good momentum now leaned towards Duan Ci.

Because of the sudden appearance of the poison, the entire army wrapped themselves up tightly, not even daring to show their eyes.

The morale of the army has been somewhat shaken in recent days.

Mu Yiqing felt a little uneasy. In the past two days, every time she thought she was about to make the medicine, she found that it was completely different from what she thought. This poison gave people a feeling that it was easy to solve, but every time she was about to solve it, she found that it was still a little short of it.

Then, people will be led step by step into the drug maker's drug-making trap, and they will be led by her every step of the way, and the medicine produced in the end will be shit.

She was very familiar with this kind of poison and had dealt with it too many times, so she recognized who was responsible for it at once.

If she wasn't immune to all poisons, she would have been killed by that man long ago.

"It's Dou Muxie from Xingxiu Pavilion. I'm not sure if I can cure this poison."

She spoke, her face serious.

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment. After all, he was not a man of the underworld. It took him a long time to think about who Dou Muxie was.

He pondered in silence, thinking about countermeasures.

He didn't expect that Duan Ci could invite the two people from Xingxiu Pavilion out.

He was able to invite Mu Yiqing because his family had done a favor to her master, and she came to help him in order to repay the favor.

What did that promise give to those two? It actually made them work for him.

Jiang Zhi thought of that cold and elegant face again, and then he shook his head.

It's just a big prosperous country, not worth him wasting such a big favor.

"I have dealt with her many times, and her method of poisoning is usually to enter the body through the skin surface.

I have already developed a corresponding ointment that can prevent the poison powder from entering.

I will also try my best to make an antidote."

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Yiqing said, her eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

She had tried to detoxify the poison Dou Muxie had given her before, but no matter how many times she tried, she could not do it.

This time she must untie it.

"Then it's Dr. Lao Mu. Please write down the medicine you need and I will ask someone to buy it."

Jiang Zhi nodded. It was good to have a preventive ointment. At least they wouldn’t have to wear such heavy clothes to fight.

The plague problem on Duan Ci's side was solved, and he heard that the rebels had contracted a strange disease that was fatal. Everyone was full of fighting spirit, and they quickly drove the rebels far away.

Seeing that the situation was gradually stabilizing, Duan Ci began to clean up the spies and informants who remained on his side.

In just a few days, a lot of people were killed and the army also recaptured many cities.

Under the high pressure of winning little and losing a lot, Mu Yiqing finally developed an antidote and detoxified the soldiers.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with joy as she developed the antidote. She had finally succeeded. Let's see if Dou Muxie can still say in front of her that no one can cure her poison.

Because of her barrier ointment, Dou Muxie was unable to poison the victim for a while, and the situation on both sides gradually became equalized, and eventually reached a stalemate.

Decision makers on both sides began new deployments.

Dou Muxie secretly asked someone to get the ointment developed by Mu Yiqing, and began to develop a poison that could break through the ointment.

Humph! Don't think you're great just because you cured her poison once. She can also break her poison.

Although this was a bit like a contest between the two of them, there was no time to lose, so Wei Yueyan joined her and developed the product with her.

After Duan Cigang finished discussing matters with several generals, he stood on the city wall, overlooking the scenery and eating a peach.

Although it is not as prosperous as before, it is fortunately preserved.

The appearance of Dou Muxie and Wei Yueyan was like timely help.

While he was thinking about things, new news came.

Suddenly, something unusual happened at the border and the neighboring country launched an attack on them.

Because all the troops were sent to resist the rebels, they were defeated one after another.

Originally they wanted to make peace, but the enemy refused to agree no matter what they said.

Helplessly, some troops were transferred over, the stalemate was broken, and the rebels began to attack fiercely.

This is really a situation of external and internal troubles.

Duan Ci gently stroked the jade ring on his thumb.

How should I put it? Is he worthy of being the protagonist?

Find something for him to do at this time.

He didn't think about it for long before passing the news to Chu Yi.

Didn’t he say that he was loyal to the people of Dasheng?

Now that foreign enemies are invading, should he choose to defend the country or continue to work with his brothers to pull him off the throne?

Chu Yi struggled internally after receiving the news. He didn't know what to choose. Such a thing happened at such an important moment.

Jiang Zhi also heard the news of foreign invasion and rushed over.

It seems that he still underestimated Duan Ci. He didn't expect that he would take advantage of Chu Yi's loyalty to the people of Dasheng.

"Ah Zhi, what do you think I should do?"

He pulled the corners of his lips bitterly, and his knuckles turned white as he pinched the paper.

By now the entire military camp should know that they have not yet managed to resolve their internal struggles when foreign enemies invaded.

If he can't give a good explanation to his brothers, how can he convince the public?

"Fight for another day. If there is still no result tomorrow, then do what you want to do."

Jiang Zhi patted his shoulder gently.

Chu Yi looked up at him, saw the comfort in his eyes, and nodded.

"it is good."

Jiang Zhi was relieved to see that he agreed.

The work he asked someone to do has been completed and the result will be out tomorrow.

The next day, Duan Ci looked at the things set up opposite him and almost couldn't help swearing.

That short, thick chimney-shaped object looks like a cannon no matter how you look at it.

The dark hole was facing them, and then a cannon flew out, killing a group of soldiers.

Vocal! It really is a cannon, this makes sense!

Duan Ci screamed in his heart, the way of heaven is too outrageous.

[Cannons first appeared in 1163, when the Southern Song army invented the earliest cannon - flint cannon, also known as thunder cannon. ]

An emotionless mechanical voice appeared.

Duan Ci was stunned. This voice was very unlike his system.

[Jiang Zhi is the protagonist of this world, so it makes sense for him to have some powerful weapons.]

System 1011 explained calmly.

Well, this sound is his system.

The part just now was just someone else's mechanical sound.

Duan Ci nodded.

"No, you played the recording so fast, it seems you knew this would happen!"

He reacted again.

[no.]

"Isn't it?"

Duan Ci was suspicious.

System 1011: [Automatically extracted from the system library.]

He answered simply, chewing the data stick expressionlessly.

He adopted a laissez-faire policy towards Duan Ci. As long as he didn't call him, the system would generally not show up on its own.

Well...how should I put it, Duan Ci felt that the spirit of this system was indescribably relaxed, and the sound was half-dead.

But it's pretty good, very stable, and it won't hinder him from pursuing his wife.

boom!

There was another sound of artillery fire, the city gate was broken, and Jiang Zhi had no more explosives.

The two groups immediately started fighting with their swords.

Duan Ci also fought with a sword in hand. This time he held a bloody sword in his hand, and his clothes were stained with blood. There were spots of bright red blood on his porcelain-white face, like red plums in winter, adding a bloodthirsty ferocity to that charming face.