Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Yu Wenwen frowned and kicked away the man who was tugging at the hem of his clothes. He frowned, looked at the wrinkled mark under the hem of his clothes, and cut it off with his sword.

His subordinates looked at this scene and didn't know what to do. Should they let this person go?

Yu Wenzhang frowned and said in a cold and dissatisfied voice to the people who were looking at him and waiting for his order: "What are you waiting for?"

His subordinates immediately looked solemnly and then raised their swords. He raised the knife and dropped it, and another pile of round heads fell to the ground, with blood spurting everywhere.

The person who just grabbed Yu Wenwen's clothes didn't understand what kind of person he had always admired, Yu Wenwen, until he died.

The idol filter was too big, which made him forget one thing. Can a person who can climb up to the position of regent and sit firmly on it be a good person with compassion? That is simply a devil...

Those people came to him and told him that they would kill the little fool, and he felt a little happy in his heart.

If that fool dies, will Lord Yuwen look at me one more time? With this thought in mind, he agreed to those people's plan.

If he had known that Master Yuwen was like this, he would definitely not have dared to provoke him. It's a pity that he didn't know earlier that after cutting him off with one knife, he would have no choice but to be reincarnated in the next life...

Yu Wenwen ignored these people, jumped on his horse, and then hurried to the small gate three miles east of the city gate.

Zhang Liu had already issued an order that the entire city was under martial law and no one was allowed to enter or exit. There were more than three times the number of guards at the city gate and on the city walls than usual.

At this juncture, if someone wants to sneak out of the city, it will not be easy.

As long as he is faster, he might be able to catch them in time and stop them before they get out.

With Yu Wenwen thinking, he squeezed the horse's body with both legs, and then flicked his long whip, and the horse suddenly ran a little faster.

On the other side, Su Qing's hands and feet were tied up, and he was placed horizontally on the horse's back.

He was originally knocked unconscious. As soon as Yu Wenwen left, someone rushed to his tent. They wanted to come in politely, but were stopped by the guards left by Yu Wenwen, who warned them sternly to hurry up. leave.

Those people responded with their mouths, but suddenly moved their hands. Su Qing only heard the sound of swords clashing outside, and then someone was kicked in. Su Qing took a closer look, and saw that the man had died, and there was still a knife in his chest. A long knife.

Su Qing: "..."

The good ones don’t work, the bad ones work all the time!

He couldn't help but clenched the long sword that Yu Wenwen gave him, and the sword was already unsheathed.

Su Qing walked slowly and quietly to the door of the camp, hid aside, and looked out through the gap in the curtain.

There was chaos outside, and the people left behind by Yu Wenzhang were fighting with another group of people, killing them like crazy.

The two parties were dressed exactly the same. Su Qing frowned and thought: Civil strife? Is the target me or Yu Wenzhang?

When everyone rushed in, Su Qing looked into the leader's eyes and knew that the target was him.

The people left by Yu Wenzhang were unprepared and were caught off guard by their own people. They were already at a disadvantage and were forced into the camp.

Those people fought and retreated, protecting Su Qing behind them.

But not long after, they were all killed.

Su Qing raised his sword and hesitated whether to surrender or to fight, but he only hesitated for a few seconds. After seeing the number of people on the other side, he gave up resistance. If he couldn't defeat him, resistance would be in vain. He might as well continue to be a fool to avoid being hurt. bitter.

Su Qing pretended to be frightened, and his hands holding the sword were trembling.

His eyes were too clear, and it only took a moment for people to feel that something was wrong.

"What happened to him?" the leader asked the person next to him with a frown.

The man replied with a hint of disdain: "You don't know yet, right? This pet raised by Lord Yuwen is a fool! Don't scare him..."

The leader looked Su Qing up and down, and then said: "Stop talking nonsense, take it away! If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

Someone immediately came towards Su Qing.

Su Qing raised the sword and said in fear: "Don't... don't come here..."

Everyone ignored his tiny struggle. The man aimed a knife at Su Qing's neck, knocking him unconscious. He put it on his shoulder and walked out.

Outside the camp, someone had already led the horses out of the stable. Everyone got on their horses and hurried out of the camp.

No one thought anything was wrong, because the Huns were attacking the city at the moment, and these people looked like they were going to fight.

In this way, everyone easily got out of the camp.

Su Qing was originally fainted, but due to the jolt of the horse's back, he woke up again.

As soon as Su Qing opened his eyes, he saw the land speeding back. He fainted for a moment, and then woke up again.

He moved uncomfortably, but almost fell. Fortunately, someone held his back.

"Are you awake?" the man asked.

Su Qing raised his head with difficulty and looked up. Because it was too dark, he was dazzled and could only see the outline of a black shadow.

Su Qing couldn't help but spit out "Wow" after holding it for a long time.

The New Year's Eve dinner that I finally managed to eat was wasted.

"Fuck! Spit on my kick!" The man cursed and angrily shouted at the person in front of him: "How long until we arrive?!"

"Come on, come on, hold on a little longer..." someone replied.

"But how do we get there? The door there is so small that it can only accommodate one person in and out, not even a horse can get out..."

The leader said: "It doesn't matter, as long as we leave the city gate, there will be people outside to meet us..."

Next to the leader, a shrewd-looking man said: "I hope everything goes well. When you return, you must convey my master's words to the noble Shan Yu.

[This young master, my master took great risks to give this gift to your tribe. This can be regarded as my master’s sincerity to your tribe. ]

His identity is extremely valuable, and your tribe can use him to make any request to Yu Wenwen. As long as it is not too excessive, I believe Yu Wenwen will satisfy your tribe..."

The leader glanced at Su Qing and said with disdain: "Yu Wenwen is considered a figure, but he fell on the body of such a pretty boy...

In our tribe, such a thin person cannot even survive the winter on the grassland, and will die in the snow early..."

The corners of the man's eyes raised slightly, and he smiled and said: "You don't understand, here we have a saying that everyone has their own preferences for radish and green vegetables...

In short, please remember that this person has a special status. Yu Wenwen loves him extremely. Your tribe must take advantage of this. I hope we can have a happy cooperation in the future..."

The leader said impatiently: "I know! Isn't he just a pretty boy?"

The man smiled and said nothing. He glanced at Su Qing, who was jolted on the horse with a painful look on his face, and thought to himself: Your Majesty, farewell.