The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 293
He raised his head, "Brothers have worked hard, go to bed early."

Food and grass were burned, no one would have imagined.There is no definite number who the spies in the army are, but they all suspect that they are from Xie Changjun's side.

Commander Xie, from the first day he entered the barracks, he would cast unfriendly eyes on him.

Colluding with Wang Qianchun is something that everyone in Beiying despises.

Ke Yuan followed behind Xue Zhan, Xue Zhan's aura was too low, Ke Yuan dared not speak.

It wasn't until he was about to reach the main camp that Ke Yuan couldn't help but said, "Shuai Xue, I am willing to be punished."

"What are you punished for?" Xue Zhan sneered, anger can't solve any problems, but anger is not what he wants to control, he turned around and couldn't help but curse at Ke Yuan, "I told you to keep the food and grass, and I told you to pay attention. What the hell did you do?"

Ke Yuan lowered his head, a little aggrieved.

Xue Zhan's anger still persisted: "Punish you? Will you cut off your flesh for everyone to eat? Tens of thousands of people will eat your flesh alone?"

Ke Yuan clenched his fists and spat on the ground: "It must be someone from Mr. Xie's side who did it!"

"Do you have any fucking evidence?" Xue Zhan wished he could beat Ke Yuan to death, a fool who looked like a fool except for his martial arts skills.

Outspoken and quick-hearted, don't know how to measure occasions!
"Go back to sleep!" Xue Zhan didn't bother to care about him, he lifted the curtain and went in, leaving Ke Yuan alone to worry.

It was late at night, and after being scolded, Ke Yuan had no choice but to return to his tent.But lying on the bed, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

What is wrong with this spy?But the food and grass were burned, what did they eat?And now it's all right, the responsibility still falls on him, is he wronged?
If this secret work falls into Ke Yuan's hands, he will definitely peel off the human skin!He turned over, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this general sent someone to do it!

So early the next morning, he took the long sword and went to Zhanhu Camp.

It was the next day when Cen Mu woke up, and the high fever had subsided.He was physically weak, but he also took a lot of medicine, and he drank all kinds of tonics.So it's not too slow to get better.

After leaving the camp, I could hear the chatter of the people around me, probably knowing that the army rations had been burned.

For some reason, his first reaction was that Xie Zhangjun sent someone to do it.

Haozi was training with the recruits at the riding and shooting range. Xue Zhan was stable and had a good morale.

Haozi is timid and submissive in doing things. He draws his bow and shoots arrows with a petty air.But Haozi hit the bull's-eye with an arrow, and the people around him applauded.

"Not bad." Cen Mu also encouraged him.

When Haozi saw Cen Mu approaching, he was overjoyed, put down his long bow and came over, "Master, how are you?"

Cen Mu smiled slightly: "It's almost fine, don't worry, I wear a lot."

He was wrapped in a cloak, which was sent by Xue Zhan.Xie Changjun also sent someone to deliver clothes, which he wore, but all of them were taken off today.

"I heard from Deputy General Yang that the young master is also very accurate in archery? Do you want to try it?" Haozi didn't know what to say, so he had to use this to smooth things over.

Cen Mu shook his head, "The body is just right, but the hands are not strong enough."

He wanted to guide, and said to Haozi: "Go and try again, let me see."

Haozi didn't dare now, when he practiced by himself, he couldn't miss it no matter what.But being named like this, he felt that he couldn't even draw the longbow.

He was hesitating to decline, when suddenly someone came over and called Cen Mu, "Mr. Cen, it's not good!"

(End of this chapter)