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"Teacher, your plan doesn't seem to have any effect?" A cold-looking man wearing a black embroidered robe asked in a low voice as he gently picked up a chess piece and placed it on the lower right side of the star table.

With a chuckle, he grabbed a chess piece out of a storage jar with his right hand and pointed at an unexpected place on the cold man's body. He then slowly said: "That strategy is just like this chess piece, it looks like I will lose for sure, but in reality, Ying Yang County is just a chess piece."

The man looked at the chess board in front of him, his pupils constricted and he calmed down. He placed a piece of white jade on the board and asked gently, "Won't you lose too much by playing like this?" After saying that, he took the dozen or so chess pieces of the old man in front of him.

"Teacher, you've already lost twenty-five sets!" After the cold-looking man put away the chess piece, he smiled and softly said.

The old man opposite him sneered, took out three chess pieces, and said slowly, "You are just like Li Hao, you only see the small amount of benefits in front of you. Just watch, three chess pieces will have three corresponding strategies, after which the battle will end."

The black jade chess piece was pointed out by the old man. A black dragon took the opportunity to raise its head and swallow down the white chess piece in front of it. The old man smiled and said, "This chess piece corresponds to a broken army rations!"

"… …"

Li Hao frowned and asked in a low voice with a livid expression, "Can't we really find any grains?"

"Not only is there no food, we also have to give food to the people of Ying Yang Country!" Deng Dingjun said slowly with a cold expression.

Li Hao glanced at Deng Dingjun and slowly said, "Then how much longer can we sustain our food supply? Can you hold on until you take down Chang An City? "

Sweat trickled down Deng Dingjun's forehead as he replied, "No way, but I've already transferred some food from Qingzhou and Jizhou!"

"That's for the best!" Li Hao turned his gaze away from Deng Dingjun, with his hands behind his back, the killing intent on his face gradually disappeared, and changed to a smiling face. He said to Deng Dingjun, whose back was covered in cold sweat, "Dingjun, don't blame me for being too harsh on you, because this time you can't afford to be wrong."

"This subordinate understands." Deng Dingjun's muscles gradually relaxed. He was no longer as nervous as before as he slowly said to Li Hao.

"Oh, by the way, when you go to the barracks, find me Fuhan and the marquis he just called over." Li Hao seemed to have thought of something as he added on.

"Understood." Deng Dingjun answered and then left the barracks with his back bent.

Before long, Li Ye and Fu Han, who were both wearing human skin masks, arrived in front of Li Hao.

"Fuhan, you're pretty good. The people you're looking for are even better than the ones I'm looking for!" Li Hao looked at Fu Han, who was bending over with his head lowered, and teased.

When Fu Han heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the expressionless Li Ye and immediately replied, "It's all thanks to luck that I met such a person."

"Haha, your luck is too good. I wonder if you can share your luck with me?" After laughing a few times towards Forhan, Li Hao's eyes narrowed as he slowly spoke.

After hearing these threatening words, Fu Han first turned his head to glance at Li Ye. Seeing that Li Ye was nodding his head slightly, he felt a bit more confident. He then replied, "Your highness wants it. You can take it."

"Don't make it sound so bad. I was just borrowing it. It's not like I'm not going to return it to you." Li Hao stared at Fu Han and said with a smile.

With that, he turned to Li Ye and smiled, "I wonder if you are willing?"

Li Ye nodded without a word.

Li Hao nodded his head in satisfaction. After letting Fu Han leave alone, he sat back down and sized up the handsome young man below. After a moment of silence, he asked coldly, "Your relationship with Fu Han is quite ordinary! He had never protected a person like this before! Speak, what is your identity? "

The youth didn't seem to be surprised by the threat in his words. He looked up and met his gaze before replying coldly, "I am just a son with a sword."

"But it doesn't feel like it, Huang San!" Li Hao's face was cold as he shouted. After calling Huang San in, he pointed at Li Ye and sneered, "Come on, let go of this' prodigal son '!"

With that, Huang San began to move his muscles and bones, making creaking sounds all over. Li Ye did not seem to be alarmed by his actions. Instead, he opened his arms and said calmly, "No matter how much you give me, I will still be who I am."

"Good!" Then let me see who exactly you are! " Hearing Li Ye's words, Li Hao's anger turned into a smile as he clapped his hands and praised Li Ye.

Just as Huang San was about to torture Li Ye, a muffled male voice came from outside the door, shouting loudly, "Your Highness, it's time for dinner."

Having been interrupted like this by the people outside, Huang San stopped and opened the curtain, allowing two servants to enter. Li Ye looked at the two servants and felt that something was wrong.

Li Hao paid no attention to the two and sat back down. He closed his eyes and rubbed his aching temples as he said in a low voice, "Put down the food and you can go out!"

However, something unexpected happened!

The two of them lifted up the dishes on the plates and took out two daggers from under the plates. With a movement of their bodies, the daggers carried a sharp glint as they stabbed towards Li Hao.

Huang San was truly worthy of being called the eleventh rank. His reaction was also very fast, he didn't have the time to use his own spear and quickly caught up to the two of them. His fists smashed into their backs, causing them to both vomit blood and fly a few steps away.

However, these few steps seemed to help the two, allowing them to get closer to Li Hao, who was not too far away. In just a few more breaths of time, they would be able to get their hands on him.

Li Ye took a strange step forward a few feet and caught up with the two assassins. With a kick, Li Ye knocked down one of the assassins and threw a punch at his back. His other hand grabbed the assassin's dagger and threw it at the assassin who was still running.

The dagger stabbed into the assassin's back, but it was not fatal.

But just when Li Ye thought that he couldn't stop it, the assassin collapsed to the ground with a thud. Blood continued to gush out from his mouth along with pieces of his internal organs.

"San-er, you're not as proficient as you were in the past." Li Hao was not scared by the assassination attempt just now. Instead, he laughed and teased Huang San, then turned his head towards Li Ye and smiled, "My third brother wishes for me to die, how could he find someone to save me? Now, I believe that you are just a lucky swordsman! "

With that, he waved his hand to tell Li Ye to back off and called Huang San over.

Li Ye responded, bowed and left, brushing past Huang San who was approaching.

Huang San suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Ye's back, his eyes focused, his mouth pursed as he fell into deep thought.

"San-er? "What's wrong?" Li Hao asked in confusion.

Huang San immediately came back to his senses and looked away from Li Ye. Shaking his head, he hid his doubts deep in his heart and lightly replied, "Nothing, I just felt …" "Forget it, it's nothing."