After 10 years of sharpening my sword, I can finally wave

Is it possible...

Slowly took the letter from the other party's hand and opened it, and the words on the paper came into view.Although it could be seen from the expression and attitude of the cold-faced man before that the content of this letter might not be good, but after seeing the details in it with his own eyes, Mr. Changsun still changed his face!

For this reason, his already ugly face instantly became extremely gloomy!It was as if he was ready to choose someone and kill him at any time!

"How is this possible? My lord...how could he just die like this! The plan that has been prepared for nearly ten years...how could it be over like this!"

Chapter 60

At night, Mr. Changsun's military tent was eerily quiet.

As if he had lost all his strength, Mr. Changsun sat alone on the stool, speechless, his eyes glazed over.

It's no wonder that he would be like this, for this plan, including him, they have paid too much, too much!

Now the people above are telling him that all this is over, and all their efforts have been in vain. Mr. Changsun has not collapsed yet, and his psychological quality is already very good.

After a long time, the cold-faced man seemed to understand that Mr. Changsun could not be allowed to be so decadent, so he took the lead to break the calm and said: "Changsun, I know you are not feeling well, but the matter has come to an end, and it is useless to think about other things. Anyway, you should do whatever you want." It's done, now it's time for you to leave!"

"Leave? Where are you going?" Mr. Changsun asked blankly.

The cold-faced man said in a deep voice, "Of course I'm going back to the capital."

"The capital?" Mr. Changsun stood up and said calmly, "I can't go back anymore?"

"Why? You are not responsible for the failure of this plan..." the cold-faced man frowned.

"Look around," Mr. Changsun walked slowly to the door of the military tent, lifted a corner of the curtain of the military tent, motioned the cold-faced man to look outside, and then said calmly, "I can't go anymore."

The cold-faced man frowned and said, "Didn't you consider retreating before?"

It was no surprise to him that the Huns would spy on Mr. Changsun.But based on his understanding of Mr. Changsun, the other party should have made arrangements long before that.After all, the opponent is one of the big business divisions, who is famous for taking one step and seeing three steps. If he doesn't plan to win, he must first plan to lose!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved the position of Zhongdoctor in the Daxingsi at this age, second only to the Zhongdoctor of the Daxingling!

"Of course I have considered it," Mr. Changsun replied blankly, "but the escape route is inside the customs, not outside."

The cold-faced man frowned and said, "Then..."

"Okay, Boyue," Mr. Changsun obviously didn't intend to continue the conversation, so he directly brought tea to the guests and said, "The letter has been delivered, it's getting late, you should leave too."

The cold-faced man seemed to have expected something, so he couldn't help but said anxiously: "Eldest grandson, don't you plan to..."

"Boyue," Mr. Changsun interrupted the other party directly, "This is the Huns' military camp, be careful!"

"You!" Knowing that the other party was making an excuse not to keep him here, the cold-faced man couldn't help lowering his voice, and at the same time swallowed what he just said.

"Cao Mo," and Mr. Changsun obviously didn't want to continue to entangle with him, so he turned his head and told the subordinate who had reported the news: "I want to be alone, and help me see Mr. Boyue go out."

"Yes." Although the status of the cold-faced man is not low, compared to him, Mr. Changsun, the superior directly under him, is more intimidating to the subordinate named Cao Mo, so Cao Mo can only bite the bullet. In front of a man with a cold face, he respectfully asked him to leave.

Seeing this, the cold-faced man couldn't help but sighed, and turned back after a while, but when he reached the door, he stopped again and said without turning his head: "Have you really thought about it? Grandson, your family is in Beijing. Waiting for you to go back?"

"...Say sorry for me and them," Mr. Changsun said expressionlessly with his eyes closed.

"You know that's not what they want," the cold-faced man replied blankly.

"I'm tired," Mr. Changsun said at the end of the topic, "Cao Mo, put the curtains down when you go out, and don't let the wind come in."

"Yes," Cao Mo replied hastily.

"You can do it yourself," the cold-faced man said, and then he left the military tent and headed out of the Huns' camp.

Hearing the sound of the cold-faced man's footsteps gradually disappearing, Mr. Changsun finally opened his eyes again, glanced at the letter again, and rubbed his hands together, the letter ignited spontaneously without wind. hands into nothingness.

On the other side, accompanied by the cold-faced man who covered himself in the cloak again, he walked out of the camp and walked towards the outside of the camp.A group of Xiongnu soldiers who were patrolling around also appeared at this time, stopped him and checked him for a while before letting him go.

Obviously, as Mr. Changsun said before, the Huns did not trust him.Before fulfilling these promises, the Huns will never let him go.

The next day, at dawn, Mr. Changsun, who had turned into an elegant scholar again, came to Tu Zhe Shanyu's military tent again, and reported a good news to him with a smile.

That is, he finally got in touch with their people lurking in Fenshui Pass. Now both parties only need to make an appointment, and their people lurking in Fenshui Pass should cooperate with them and take down this place in one fell swoop. An important pass that has troubled the Huns for a long time and caused heavy losses to the Huns!

"Okay, okay! Mister is indeed the best friend of our Huns." After staying for so many days, finally there was good news, and the butcher Shanyu couldn't help but said happily: "This Chanyu promises to Mister here, as long as Mister helps us To win Youzhou, not only did I agree to the conditions proposed by the previous husband, but I also promised my beloved daughter to Mr. Yi. You must know that Nawa is the brightest pearl on the grassland. How many nobles came to beg me? None agreed."

After hearing the words, Mr. Changsun thanked him quickly, then hesitated and said, "This...thank you for your kindness, Shanyu, I'm just a student..."

"You people from the Central Plains, that's the only bad thing," Tu Zhe Shanyu said with a frown, "If you like it, you like it. If you don't like to talk straight, it's so annoying."

"Nawa is Shan Yu's beloved daughter, the brightest pearl on the prairie. How could students dislike her?" Mr. Changsun said quickly, "It's just a student... Shan Yu should be able to tell from the age of the student. We are already married in my hometown, and have a son and a daughter for the students, so...the students are afraid of wronging Nawa to take the second place."

"What kind of problem is this?" Tu Zhe Shanyu said indifferently: "According to the rules of our Huns, excellent men should enjoy having more women. I believe that with Mr. Share yours together."

"Well... since that's the case, the students won't refuse." Seeing this, Mr. Changsun stopped entangled in this matter, and then changed the subject, no, it should be the main topic: "By the way, there is one thing that the students forgot to tell. Then Because of the war, although the person in Fenshuiguan that the students contacted can get in touch with the city gate, but only at a specific time period. According to the previous contact, the next time he will be on duty is tomorrow. So ..."

"So what?" Tu Zhuo frowned.

"So if Shan Yu doesn't choose to attack tomorrow, then he will have to wait fifteen days later...then he will have a second chance!"

Chapter 61

It has to be said that Mr. Changsun grasped this speed very well.As soon as fifteen days passed, the Huns in the military tents couldn't help frowning.

After a long time, Zhi Yashi, Zuoguli King of the Xiongnu, took the lead and said: "Mr. Changsun, fifteen days is too long."

"Back to King Zuoguli," Mr. Changsun said with a wry smile, "the students are actually more anxious than you, but the initiative of this matter lies with the Marquis of Zhenbei, and the students really can't do anything about it. Forcing changes will only lead to life. A side issue. King Zuoguli, you are also a veteran in the battlefield, you should be more aware of this truth than the students."

"you!"

King Zuo Guli was choked by Mr. Changsun's soft nail and was speechless.And just when he was getting angry and about to stand up, Tu Zhe Shanyu said calmly, "That's it, by the way, Mr. Changsun, when will the food you promised me be delivered?"

"Back to Shanyu, didn't we agree?" Mr. Changsun replied with a smile, "Two days later."

"Two days later..." Tu Zhe Shanyu squinted his eyes and said, "Mr. Changsun, I don't know if I was overthinking, why do I think...the timing of your pinching is really a bit of a coincidence, could it be...Mr. What happened to the food and grass promised before, so I deliberately found a dilemma... to prevaricate me?"

"...How could it be, Shanyu you think too much," Mr. Changsun smiled calmly under the scrutiny of many Xiongnu dignitaries among the army commanders, and then said: "Since Shanyu you think the students are for Forgive the promised food and fodder, and deliberately prevaricate you.

That's all right, I'll contact the people in the pass and ask him to wait for fifteen days before taking action. After two days, when the food and grass arrive, it will naturally prove the student's innocence. Your worries alone are not enough. Self-defeating, how ah. "

"...Hahahaha," Tu Zhe Shanyu stared at Mr. Changsun for a long time, and then smiled again on his face: "Why am I worried about Mr. Changsun? It was just a little joke, please Mr. Changsun Don't take it to heart. Fifteen days is really too long, we have already delayed too long before this level, if we wait any longer, the knives in the hands of the warriors will rust!"

"Then what you mean by Shanyu..." Mr. Changsun said with a flash of joy in his eyes.

"Tomorrow!" Tu Zhu Shanyu said in a deep voice, "I can't wait to climb to the top of Fenshui Pass and take down the head of Bai Qi, an old opponent!"

"Understood," Mr. Changsun nodded solemnly and said, "Students will make arrangements now. Tomorrow night at 80:[-] pm, please arrange for Shanyu to knock on the gate, and then send a general to lead the elite along the way to follow the students to the gate for preparations. As soon as the hour arrives, there is a sound of thunder in the pass, and when the fire blazes into the sky, he will follow the students to the front of the closed gate, rush into the city gate that just opened at this time, and take the city gate! At that time, Shan Yu The [-] iron cavalry under your command can drive straight into Youzhou!"

"Okay, okay!" Tu Zhe Shanyu praised with a smile on his face: "Mr.'s arrangement is really thorough. According to Mister, we will dispatch troops at [-]:[-] pm tomorrow!"