I became an NPC in Wuxia Paradise

Chapter 117 Night Attack
Nightingale had been staring at the map on the table in thought, and inadvertently turned her head to the side, and her gaze fell on the candlestick in the tent.

"kindness?"

She remembered that there was more than half of the candle left before Lian Po left, but now only one section was burning.

"It's been so long?"

Nightingale was startled, and before she knew it, half an hour had passed.

As Wang Wei said before, she never trusted Lian Po very much in her heart, and became a little suspicious.

Seeing that this person had been away for so long and hadn't come back, Nightingale became suspicious.

Thinking of a possibility, he hurriedly got up and walked quickly to the entrance of the tent, gently opened a corner of the tent curtain, and observed the situation outside from the gap.

At this time, the night was deep, and today the sun was covered by dark clouds and the moon was not visible. It was extremely dark outside.

Fortunately, in the barracks, there was a brazier about ten steps away, and by the light of the fire, he could barely see the surrounding situation clearly.

Except for some Zhao soldiers who were yawning and patrolling back and forth, the other tents were pitch black, and everyone had fallen asleep, but there was nothing unusual.

Nightingale breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought just now that Lian Po was deliberately making an excuse to leave, so that he could gather soldiers and surround the camp, and then they would shoot a volley of arrows and kill her or something.

"It seems that I was thinking too much. That's right, dare to send troops to deal with me personally, unless he doesn't want to live anymore!"

Thinking of the presence of the Brain-eating Pluto, Nightingale felt that it was impossible for this person to dare to deal with her blatantly.

However, it's hard to say whether some means will be used secretly...

Just as she was thinking this way, Nightingale saw a person running towards her from far to near.

None of the patrolling soldiers encountered along the way made a sound to stop them, and they just let them run over. It was Lian Po.

"Sorry, sorry, it's been a long wait!"

As soon as he entered the tent, Lian Po hurriedly apologized repeatedly.

Nightingale saw that there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, as if he had been running for a long time, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:
"It's just a portrait, why did it take so long?"

"Hi! Don't mention it!"

Lian Po said helplessly: "I said earlier that the portrait is not bad. He is one of my soldiers. I could draw it in a short time if I asked him."

"Who would have thought that he was killed in the battle with Qin Jun before! So I can only ask again who is good at portraits."

"Now that everyone is asleep at night, it's hard to find. I searched several places in a row, only to find someone who said he was a good painter."

"But that person didn't look alike at all. I lost my temper on the spot and almost killed him."

"Guess what, the soldier turned out to be a woman who joined the army instead of her elderly father. I..."

Seeing Lian Po talking endlessly, Nightingale interrupted directly: "Stop talking nonsense, where is the portrait? Did you draw it?"

"The painting came out. The painting came out. Later, I found a few more people and asked them to paint together. Finally, one of the paintings was almost inseparable."

As Lian Po said, he reached into his bosom to take out Wang Lu's portrait.

At this time, Wang Wei, who had been meditating with his legs crossed all this time, suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light disappeared in a flash.

Although it was only a short period of practice, Wang Wei could clearly feel that his internal energy had grown. After all, the peerless internal energy was the peerless internal energy.

He didn't have time to be happy about it now, though.

He closed his eyes when he was practicing inner breath just now, which made him very sensitive to external sounds.

There was a sound of armor shaking outside the tent just now.

It's nothing at all, there are many patrolling soldiers outside, and it is inevitable to make noise when walking around.

But the strange thing is that the sound disappeared very quickly, and it was not at all like the rhythmic sound of patrol soldiers walking.

It was as if he had encountered some situation and suddenly could no longer walk.

For example, who was attacked!
Wang Wei got up slowly, picked up the knife on the side, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only Lian Po and Nightingale could hear: "Both of you!"

Seeing that the two people's attention was directed towards him, Wang Wei pointed out with his finger, with a serious expression on his face.

That means it is obvious that there is a situation outside.

After being reminded by him, Lian Po and Nightingale listened attentively, and found something was wrong.

"General Lian, His Royal Highness asked me to deliver a military report to you."

Outside the account, a young man's voice suddenly sounded.

"Military newspaper?"

Lian Po frowned.

Military camps are no different from other institutions. The enemy doesn't care about day or night. They can attack at any time. It's not that there are military reports coming in so late.

But just when I felt that something was wrong, there was a military report. It was a bit of a coincidence, right?

He glanced sideways at Ye Ying and Wang Wei, and signaled them to hide first, whether it is true or not, everything will be clear when people come in.

Wang Wei and Nightingale understood what Lian Po meant, so they found places to hide first.

In a normal tent, there are very few things, even in a handsome tent, one table and one bed are almost all there is.

However, Lian Po has been stationed here for several months without moving.

The monotonous life of a true military man can't last long, and he has added a lot of things to the tent without knowing it, as if he had a small family atmosphere.

This brought a lot of convenience for Wang Wei and Nightingale to hide.

After watching the two hide, Lian Po said: "Come in."

"Yes!"

As the curtain was lifted, a Zhao soldier in armor walked in with his head slightly lowered.

When he came to Lian Po, he knelt down on one knee and took out a letter from his pocket, held it high above his head and said, "General Lian, this is the military newspaper, please read it!"

This person's behavior and attitude are no different from those of ordinary soldiers, but Lian Po is a person who does not trust others easily.

What's more, he had doubts again, so he didn't pick it up, but said: "Well, you can put it on the table over there, and I'll look at it later."

"General Lian, this is an urgent military report. His Highness has ordered you to read it!"

"Oh? Emergency military report?"

Lian Po glanced at the military newspaper in the man's hand, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the original suspicion in his eyes turned into murderous intent!
With a clang, the single sword was drawn out of its sheath and placed directly on the man's neck, the frightened soldier said with a shocked face: "General Lian, you, what are you doing?"

"doing what?"

Lian Po sneered and said: "Don't pretend to be with me here, tell me! Who sent you! What do you want to do by sending me a military report in the name of His Highness the Eighth Prince?!"

"In the name of the Eighth Prince? General Lian, what are you talking about? I was sent by the Eighth Prince."

"It seems that you will not give up until you reach the Yellow River, right?"

Lian Po said coldly: "Every letter in our army that is called an emergency military report has a special mark on it, and you don't have any!"

The Zhao soldier's face changed, and he cried, "Then, what kind of sign is that, the Eighth Prince must have forgotten it! I was really sent by the Eighth Prince!"

His word "ah" was dropped, and there was a sound of cloth breaking around the camp.

As soon as the masked figure in black hacked through the tent, Qi Qi went towards Lian Po and killed him!
(End of this chapter)