After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

In the North Vietnamese army, inside the general's tent.

General Qiao reported to Shen Nanxing every detail of the major and minor events that had occurred in the military camp over the past two days.

"You're saying that after learning of my disappearance, Donglai not only didn't take advantage of the situation to attack us, but was even attacked by a mere thousand-man force at night, burning their food supplies?"

"We also took back Hengshui City in one fell swoop?"

Shen Nanxing frowned, unable to believe it.

When did the people of Donglai become so stupid?

"Yes." Qiao Da nodded: "It's all done according to your wishes."

Shen Nanxing's brows furrowed more and more tightly: "I did arrange a night raid, but I disappeared that night. Dong Lai would have attacked us after getting the news..."

"Why didn't they attack us? Instead, we burned their food supplies?"

Nothing feels right no matter how you think about it.

Shen Nanxing thought of something and asked again, "Has Lieutenant General Zhang done anything in the past two days?"

When Qiao Da heard the name, he became excited: "Master, that Deputy General Zhang is really not a good person. He colluded with Donglai and stole our defense map while you were away and gave it to the Donglai people!"

"Then what?" Shen Nanxing asked.

"Then..." Qiao Da was stunned for a moment: "Then the Donglai people sent them back with the map and the people. They said that when two armies confront each other, they should fight fairly and they disdain to use such insidious means..."

"But everyone knows that the people of Donglai have always been insidious and cunning. When did they become so open and honest..."

At this point, Qiao Da was still a little angry: "We have been keeping an eye on Lieutenant General Zhang. His every move is under our control. The defense map he stole is fake and poses no threat to our army!"

"I was planning to catch him red-handed!"

"But now that Donglai has sent back all the troops and maps, our army seems incompetent!"

A dark color flashed across Shen Nanxing's eyes, and he asked again, "Where is Deputy General Zhang?"

Qiao Da snorted, "He's in jail! The old man must have accomplices. He's still stubborn and refuses to confess. Let's see how long he can hold out!"

His eyes lit up as he spoke: "Master, the Ninth Prince has come to the army now, you can ask him to extract a confession from Deputy General Zhang!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke: "Nine Thousand Years Old is the best at this. His methods are very powerful. As long as he takes action, there is no one who can't be pried open..."

"Really?" Shen Nanxing looked at Qiao Da with a smile.

"Of course!" Qiao Da was beaming with joy. "Nine Thousand Years Old is in charge of the East Factory. There are eight hundred kinds of punishments, which are very cruel. And he listens to you. If you ask him to go east, he will definitely not dare to go..."

When he caught a glimpse of the cold black figure at the door of the tent, he immediately shut up, his legs went weak and he knelt down.

His face turned pale and sweat broke out on his forehead almost instantly.

It's over. He must have been influenced by Qiao Er. Otherwise, he has always been calm and composed. Why would he be so talkative?

The dark figure at the doorway spoke slowly: "Speaking of this. Your master told me to go east, but I dare not go anywhere else."

Qiao Dakan didn't even dare to look at the door. He knelt down and walked a few steps to Shen Nanxing, hugging her legs and saying, "Master, help me!"

In an instant, I felt like there were thorns on my back, and the coldness became even more intense.

He shuddered and quickly let go of the hand that was holding Shen Nanxing's leg. He turned around and kowtowed to the black figure at the door: "I know I was wrong. Please punish me, Nine Thousand Years Old Man!"

Shen Nanxing looked at the man holding the food box at the door, a smile stained his dark eyes: "Will the Ninth Thousand Year Old punish my people?"

Fu Jiuli: "No."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew through the door curtain, and Qiao Da's figure disappeared.

Soon, there was no trace of him within a radius of 100 meters.

Shen Nanxing laughed, walked up to the man, and looked up at him: "Eight hundred kinds of punishment? Cruel methods?"

"That's a lie. The East Factory only has 183 types of punishment, not 800, and they only use them on the most heinous crimes. They're not what people claim they abuse. You..."

He was actually explaining to her seriously, was he afraid that she would misunderstand him?

A hint of darkness flashed across Shen Nanxing's eyes, and she stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his lips.

"I believe you."

Fu Jiuli was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he raised his hand to cover the spot where she had just kissed him. His dark eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips burned hot...

She kissed him again.