The Great Qin Dynasty: The egg of the Black Bird was revered as a national guardian beast.

The city's food supplies were completely destroyed.

At the same time, countless troops surrounded Pengcheng.

"Tap." A waiter bowed his head and placed a bowl of food on the table in front of Jingju.

The food was steaming hot.

Jingju, who was only around thirty years old, sat at the table. He was dressed in a red royal robe, and his appearance was both heroic and noble.

However, at this moment, his face was sallow from hunger.

He let out a breath and looked to his side, where a person was standing to one side, bowing.

This person was none other than an old eunuch.

He saw that King Jingju of Chu was looking at him, so he lowered his body even further and lowered his gaze to the ground.

He bowed his head and asked, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

"Tell me, how much grain is left in the country?"

Whether it was hunger or something else, Jingju's tone was somewhat weak and dejected.

The old eunuch did not answer; he could not answer.

With a self-deprecating laugh, Jingju said, "The city's grain supplies have been burned by the fire, and we are now out of food."

"A large army is surrounding the city; it's a dead end."

"Your Majesty." The old eunuch wanted to say something, but Jingju raised his hand to stop him.

Then she closed her eyes and whispered.

"The city has very little food left, and Qin Jia has plundered everything from the homes of the city's residents in order to make a living."

"Is he refusing to surrender and intending to fight to the death?"

"Moreover, given the grain and fodder he has plundered from the city's inhabitants, how long can he hold out, how long can he delay?"

"Is he going to use the entire city's inhabitants as bait?"

"Your Majesty." The old eunuch looked at Jingju, his eyes widening for a moment, before calling out again.

But Jingju kept his eyes closed.

After a long while, he exhaled and said, "If Qin Jia is not eliminated, when the city falls, how many people will be left in this city?"

"I wanted to kill Qin Jia, so I surrendered the city."

He looked at the waiter at the table and picked up the food in his hand.

"Afterwards, they gathered all their grain and fodder, took it all out, cooked it into food, and distributed it to the people in the city."

"Let the people of the city have a good meal under my rule."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes and handed the food in his hand to the waiter who stood there, his face pale with hunger.

You should eat this bowl first.

The waiter took the bowl blankly, then lowered his head with a sob in his voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The attendant left, and Jingju looked outside the hall, then closed his eyes and spoke to the old eunuch standing to the side.

"Can you grant my wish?"

The old eunuch, with his sleeves tucked in and head bowed, said, "Since it is His Majesty's wish, then it will be granted."

Jingju laughed, his crown tilting slightly as he laughed.

He said slowly, "If I feign illness and cannot travel, Qin Jia will surely come. After that, I will kill him."

The old eunuch nodded. "Yes."

But then, several more servants ran in from outside the hall.

They were all loyal to Jingju, or had received many favors from him. After entering the hall, they all bowed down.

"Your Majesty, we are willing to die for you!"

Seeing this, Jingju closed his eyes, but in the end he laughed, a deep, weak laugh.

Finally, he sighed.

"With such loyal and virtuous people here, how can we not punish the traitors of the country?"

....................

"Bang bang bang".

A series of hurried footsteps echoed across the wooden floor.

A soldier with his head down entered from outside the door.

Sitting in the room was a man who looked like a general, wearing armor and exuding a rugged aura.

He looked to be no more than thirty years old. He was sitting behind a table, holding a piece of meat in his hand and eating it.

Without even glancing at the soldier who entered, he asked.

"What is it?"

"Grand Marshal," the soldier knelt on one knee, his gaze fixed on the ground, and said with his head bowed, "His Majesty is seriously ill."

The mouth that was chewing meat stopped.

After a long pause, Qin Jia finally swallowed the meat, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Seriously ill?"

"Yes." He bowed slightly, lowered his head, and the soldier's entire body seemed to be lying on the ground.

There was a moment of silence.

Qin Jiajing sat there and let out a breath.

The soldiers dared not raise their heads and remained lying there until the general behind the table waved his hand.

"Alright, you can go now."

"Yes." The soldier rose from the ground and quickly retreated.

Qin Jia sat silently behind his desk.

He picked up another piece of meat and put it in his mouth, his eyes fixed on what was in front of him.

After Chen Sheng's uprising, he was among the first to respond, and eventually supported Jing Ju as the King of Chu, while declaring himself Grand Marshal.

In this Pengcheng,

Although Jingju was the nominal King of Chu.

In reality, Qin Jia was the true King of Chu, and in Pengcheng, his words were obeyed and his commands were obeyed.

But now, they are besieged by a large army from the outside, and are in trouble with food supplies from the inside. King Jingju of Chu is also seriously ill.

Is Heaven going to destroy me?

If the army is not fed, there will be a mutiny!

Therefore, he had no choice but to order the plundering of the city's residents' food supplies to feed his army.

Furthermore, although Jingju is the nominal King of Chu, he has been able to consolidate his current position thanks to Jingju.

If he were to die now,

This will surely cause another round of chaos.

Qin Jia then stood up from behind the desk.

He closed his eyes, exhaled, and finally stepped out, heading towards where Jingju was.

....................

Inside the main hall, Jingju sat behind a table.

Standing beside him was an old eunuch who looked very old and seemed to have exhausted all his strength just by standing there.

"Tap tap tap".

At that moment, footsteps could be heard from outside the hall.

Looking up, Jingju saw Qin Jia stride in with a swagger, still doing things his own way.

Qin Jia glanced around the main hall.

All he could see was Jingju sitting upright, and the old eunuch standing beside him.

He walked over and stood not far in front of Jingju.

He casually crossed his arms.

"I heard that Your Majesty was seriously ill, so I came to visit you. But Your Majesty is perfectly fine. The news is wrong."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Qin Jia stood there, but before Jing Ju could speak.

From the corners of the hall, figures emerged one after another, carrying swords and knives.

Qin Jia stood there, his expression suddenly changing.

Startled, he rushed towards Jingju without a second thought, intending to take Jingju hostage to resist, so that they would hesitate to act against him.

But little did they know, Jingju already had a sword lying across his body.

Seeing Qin Jia rush forward, Jing Ju raised his sword, and whether it was his imagination or not, the blade seemed to gleam faintly.

The faint light seemed to pierce something in front of Jingju.

"prick!"

The sound of a sword blade piercing flesh.

"Drip." A drop of blood fell onto the table, flowed on it, and then slid to the ground.

Jingju gripped the sword in his hand.

Blood dripped from the sword, but the blade was held by a hand.

The main hall was completely silent.

Qin Jia looked down at the blood-stained blade in his hand. Jing Ju's sword strike was very fast, or rather, it was Jing Ju himself who was very fast.

So fast that he didn't even have time to react.

Did he just die like that?

Qin Jia looked unwillingly at the sword that had pierced his body.

"Stab." Jingju drew his sword expressionlessly, drawing blood that splattered throughout the hall.

At the same time, dozens of waiters rushed over.

He swung his knife wildly, hacking and slashing for an unknown amount of time, until Jingju raised his hand and slowly stopped.

On the ground, only a pool of minced meat remained.

Letting out a breath, Jingju said, "Send word that Qin Jia plotted a rebellion and has been executed by my own hand."

"However, I will forgive and forget the past actions of those under his command."

"Gather provisions and distribute them to the people of the city. Summon the ministers of Chu to follow me and surrender the city..."