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The spy looked at 'Master Lu' in confusion, aren't we companions?

How could you come up to the Tatar camp and kill your companions first?

It's a pity that Mr. Lu didn't want to say a word to him, and he didn't even close his eyes.

As if it was dirty, he pushed his body to the ground, turned to the Tatar deputy general and said:

"This person is not doing things well, and the person who caused the harm will be killed by King Ling. I will use his life to sacrifice the flag today!"

"General, don't worry. From now on, I, Lu, will be with you when it comes to Youzhou. I will help the general to destroy King Ling!"

The deputy general narrowed his eyes. He was not a fool. He naturally knew that the Han people were fighting within themselves, but he didn't care at all.

As long as there is one person who can deliver the message, the others will die.

He even looked at Mr. Lu with approval, stepped forward with a smile, and then stabbed his companion to death.

This ruthlessness is much stronger than that of those Han Chinese who are giggling!

"Okay! From now on, you will be responsible for the news coming from Daxia."

"This general doesn't care about anything. I only want supplies and Prince Ling's life!"

After saying that he was about to leave, he thought of something again, turned around and said to Mo Xiujin:

"Yes, if your master wants to kill Princess Ling, this general will take it too!"

Mo Xiujin had a smile on his face, as if he was waiting for this promise.

He bowed his hands and said, "Well, thank you, General! Mr. Lu is at the mercy of the General!"

No one saw the anger in his lowered eyes. As expected, it was the queen who wanted to harm Dong Su, and she even did not hesitate to collude with foreign enemies!

That woman couldn't live well even if she was relegated to the cold palace! He wants to collect evidence, and at the same time, he wants to find out all the hidden secrets of the queen's spies, and take this opportunity to make sure there is no more nails in Youzhou!

Before that, he must not contact Youzhou. This deputy general seemed to trust him, but in fact he was not a fool and would definitely send someone to follow him secretly.

Wu Youren, a fool, cannot be killed for the time being. Compared with him, I believe this deputy general has more faith in Wu Youren, the eunuch of the East Palace.

He wanted to gain the trust of this lieutenant just like he had gained the trust of Third Young Master Lu, and then cooperate with Prince Ling inside and outside...

Wu Youren was now afraid of and admired Mo Xiujin. He was still thinking about how Mo Xiujin was going to prove his identity to the spy and prove that he was the real Lu Yunzhou.

As a result, he killed the other party directly! Don't give the other party a chance to question at all.

However, this move is too bold and too lifeless! If he is not careful, he himself will die without a burial place!

After the deputy general left, Wu Youren wiped his sweat and said to him, "You don't want to die?"

You don’t want your life, but I still want it! What if we piss off the lieutenant and kill us all?

Mo Xiujin squinted at him, his eyes as cold as ice, and said softly:

"Do you know why he died in my hands?"

Wu Youren was speechless because of your sneak attack! Because you are despicable and shameless! Do you have to let me say it?

Mo Xiujin asked and answered: "Because he wants to go back alive, he wants to escape intact."

Wu Youren was shocked: "Don't you want to?"

Mo Xiujin first lowered his head and sneered, then raised his head and laughed, and said in Wu Youren's ear:

"I do not want!"

Wu Youren pointed at him with trembling hands: "Madman! You are a madman!"

Mo Xiujin is noncommittal, you just know! I am a madman!

A lunatic like me should have been tied up and died in a cave somewhere, or lost my footing and drowned in a river.

But having the opportunity to die in a Tatar camp, killing some enemies before death, and being honored after death, this way of dying is worth it!

Mo Xiujin grabbed Wu Youren's arm like an old friend, and said the most terrifying words in the softest tone:

"If you want to live, be obedient."

"If you don't obey, I will eat you."

Wu Youren's legs began to swing, and he stammered: "I am obedient, I listen to Mr. Lu."

I was wrong! I shouldn’t have come to Shandong to collect gifts! I shouldn't have gone to Youzhou!

Why did God punish me like this and let me fall into the hands of this madman...

At this time, in Youzhou City, because of a rare heavy rain, the people rushed to leave and were extremely happy.

Youzhou City has been suffering from drought all year round. Although it is almost October and the weather has turned cold after the rain, sowing can be done with the rain.

They didn't dare to breed in the past, but since King Ling came to Youzhou, the Tatars have never broken the city on a large scale.

Many people from nearby cities and towns came to Youzhou to make a living and save work points to earn household loans. Now that it rains, they all want to open up wasteland and sow seeds.

Furthermore, King Ling went out of the city to fight, killed the Tatar general, and destroyed the main Tatar army.

Such a big victory has not happened for many years.

The news of the great victory has reached Chang'an, and people in the places along the way are cheering.

If Youzhou City is defended, the inner city will be safe.

The people of Youzhou felt even more deeply. Many people who were hiding in the mountains and forests came out of the mountains, worked hard to earn work points, and then opened up wasteland to sow seeds.

In the past, Ling Moxiao was always worried that there were few people in Youzhou City and it was deserted for thousands of miles. The troops are insufficiently replenished and the logistics are insufficient.

Now I know that as long as you have strong strength and make people feel at ease, people will naturally gather around you.

The subordinates reported good news one after another. The troops chasing the remnants of the Tatar army had returned. Except for the first group to escape, all the other Tatars were killed.

However, our army also suffered heavy casualties. More than 600 of the thousand personal guards escorting the princess died, and the rest were all injured.

Less than a hundred of Wu Youren's East Palace guards and slaves survived. The rest were either killed or captured.

Only 60% of the property that the princess grabbed was left, and 40% was taken away by the Tatars.

Ling Mo Xiao once again asked the question that had been repeated many times: "Have you found Mr. Mo?"

The subordinate bowed his head in shame: "No, there are no clues at all."

No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.

Someone reminded: "Maybe he was captured by the Tatars."

Mr. Pang sighed softly:

"If it were anyone else, the Tatars would demand a prisoner exchange. But Mr. Mo, I'm afraid he would rather die than reveal his identity."

If it were Chen Xingyao and his ilk, I am afraid that he would have begged the Tatars long ago, willing to exchange silver and gold for freedom, and even betray Daxia in order to survive.

But when Mo Xiujin was captured, he would definitely rather commit suicide than let himself become a hostage to King Ling.

In this regard, Mo Xiujin and his princess cousin were quite similar.

When Princess Ling was held hostage by the general, she would rather commit suicide than be captured.

Fortunately, the prince arrived in time, otherwise, the princess might have died.

Thinking of this, Mr. Pang glanced at Prince Ling. If the princess really disappeared, the prince would go crazy.

What Mr. Pang regretted at the same time was that Mo Xiujin's intelligence was extremely rare. Did such a young military advisor just wither in Youzhou?

Ling Moxiao thought for a moment and then said: "Let the foreign horse traders go to Northern Xinjiang to do business and find out clues about the prisoners."

The Tatars had just suffered a heavy setback, and were extremely on guard against the Han people. Only the foreigners who had traded with them still had a chance to find clues.

An official reported happily: "Nearly a thousand refugees who fled from Shandong have been properly resettled."