The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1706: 832 Execution of the Rebel Army! ( 1)

Chapter 1706: 832 Execution of the Rebel Army! (Chapter 1)

At dusk, the entire Black Wind Camp entered a state of readiness, preparing what needed to be prepared and setting out when necessary.

Nangong Ze was tied to a wooden stake in the camp, with his hands bound behind him. He had regained consciousness half an hour ago and originally thought he would suffer some inhuman torture, but he didn’t.

After tying him here, those people ignored him.

His injured palm was wrapped in gauze, and the wound seemed to have been treated, as there was no excessive bleeding.

He watched the cavalry come and go in front of him, frowning deeply.

He was bound close to the commander’s barracks of Black Wind Camp. With his hearing, he could clearly hear the conversations inside, knowing that there would be a fierce battle tonight and what preparations Black Wind Camp had made.

If only he could inform Nangong Jun of Black Wind Camp’s strategy, they could easily take down Black Wind Camp without any effort!

Unfortunately, that young man had locked him up with iron chains, and he couldn’t break free at all!

He tried to lure the cavalry over, coaxing them to take him to meet the commander of Black Wind Camp, so that he could seize the opportunity to escape.

But no matter how many times he shouted, the cavalry coming and going in front of him acted as if they were deaf.

“Damn it!”

Nangong Ze gritted his teeth.

He must find a way to leave here.

He couldn’t let himself be used as a bargaining chip against Nangong Jun by Black Wind Camp.

As he was racking his brains to find a way to escape, he saw Gu Jiao coming out of her barracks, holding a helmet.

He hastily shouted, “Xiao Liulang! What tricks are you playing again? Do you think capturing me will make my father surrender to you? I warn you, give up on that idea! My father will never bow down to you for my sake!”

Gu Jiao said to Hu Shi who followed her out, “Remember to add more water and simmer slowly.”

Hu Shi nodded repeatedly, “Yes, I’ve noted it.”

“Zhang Shiyong!” Gu Jiao called out to the deputy commander of the reserve camp carrying a newly hunted game, “There are a few baskets of herbs that can’t be dried in time; find some people to dry them with fire.”

“Yes.” Zhang Shiyong responded.

Gu Jiao called over a few others and gave instructions to each one until Nangong Ze’s face turned as dark as charcoal; only then did she slowly walk over.

Holding a helmet, she looked down at the disheveled Nangong Ze and asked, “What is it?”

Nangong Ze detested the feeling of being looked down upon, but if he didn’t look at her, it would seem he feared her.

Nangong Ze raised his eyes and said coldly, “You will never succeed! My father won’t trade the entire Quyang City for me!”

Gu Jiao: “Oh.”

Gu Jiao’s calm response made Nangong Ze even more furious. Clearly just a brat, but always so calm and unruffled no matter what.

He bit his teeth and threatened, “Also, you will not succeed! You only have twenty thousand cavalry, while the Nangong Family has eighty thousand troops! Your little tricks are nothing in front of eighty thousand soldiers! Xiao Liulang, you still have time to regret it! Obediently send me back! Bow to my father three times, and perhaps you’ll still have a chance at survival!”

“Finished?” Gu Jiao tilted her head, her fearless eyes on him, “Your rhetoric isn’t impressive either.”

After speaking, she walked away, showing a bit of disdain.

The army prepared to set off, with the medical officers carrying herbs and medicated incense following.

During battle, people continuously get injured; the presence of medical officers is very necessary.

The large barracks quickly became half-empty, leaving behind the reserve camp soldiers and the wounded brought back from the frontline in the afternoon.

Nangong Ze withdrew his gaze from surveying the surroundings, frowning in confusion.

Xiao Liulang really left, without taking him along.

This was quite strange.

If he were Xiao Liulang, how would he act when two armies were confronting each other? He would use Nangong Ze, this heir of the Nangong Family, as a shield to make Nangong Jun hesitant to act recklessly.

“Could it be… that he’s thinking of using me as a last resort to save himself in case of defeat? No, I cannot let Xiao Liulang succeed! I must escape!”

The sky grew increasingly dark until it plunged into complete darkness.

On the mountain peaks to the east and west of the canyon, the cavalry of Black Wind Camp lay in ambush, almost blending into the night.

Li Jin was crouched by a rock on East Mountain, closely monitoring the activity below in the canyon, while across from him on West Mountain, Tong Zhong remained vigilant at all times.

Behind them were their respective cavalrymen, all ready and waiting to respond to the Nangong rebels that could appear at any moment.