The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

Lu Song was once his most trusted lieutenant general. Even though his appearance and stature had changed greatly, he could still recognize him at a glance.

But 50,000 soldiers of the Shen family died in the Camel Hump Valley, so why is he still alive?

Why did he appear in the Marquis' Mansion?

Rong Sheng was full of questions. He quietly put his ear close to the gap between the tiles, held his breath, and tried to hear every word they said.

Lu Song spoke first: "My Lord, although the Ming King's troops are about to reach the official road, the Ming King himself is not among them."

"Oh, are you serious?" Rong Dexin frowned slightly.

"It's absolutely true." Lu Song leaned closer and whispered, "This opportunity is rare. Our spies have found out that King Ming was seriously injured in the Southern Region. He is currently in Ningyuan Temple in the suburbs of Beijing, receiving treatment from Master Yuanqing. His bedroom is guarded by ten elite soldiers."

He paused and continued, "Lord Li asked me to convey the Crown Prince's intention to you. This time, the King of Ming has made great contributions in controlling the flood in the southern region. I am afraid that he will threaten the status of the Eastern Palace even more after returning to the capital. No matter what, the King of Ming must die this time."

"You only brought ten personal guards?" Rong Dexin raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help laughing, "Then this time it will be a piece of cake!"

Lu Song shook his head and continued in a low voice: "My Lord, the guards of King Ming are all very skilled in martial arts. We must not take it lightly. Lord Li has also specially found several masters in the army this time. We will sneak into the temple and attack King Ming by surprise, and kill him while he is seriously injured and weak!"

"Your Majesty, you are a skilled martial artist. The prince will only be assured if you personally take charge. We hope that you can set up an ambush outside the temple and never let the prince leave the temple alive!"

Rong Dexin nodded and said, "There is no time to lose. I will start making arrangements now."

When Rong Sheng heard this and combined it with the original owner's memory, he realized that the King Ming they were talking about was Song Xuanlin.

Song Xuanlin is the sixth prince of the current emperor. His biological mother is Concubine Wei, and Concubine Wei’s brother is Wei Xun, the general of the Zhen State, who was also his master in his previous life.

Because of his master, he had met Song Xuanlin several times. At that time, he was not yet twenty years old and had not been crowned a king, but he had amazing talent in martial arts and was one of the emperor's favorite princes.

Later, because he was busy with military affairs, he seldom returned to the capital, and they barely saw each other until his death.

This prince is so cruel that he even starts killing princes for the throne.

Rong Sheng thought to himself, since the prince wanted to kill King Ming, then he would naturally make things difficult for him, and also for the sake of his master.

Nothing must happen to the Ming King!

After making this plan, Rong Sheng was about to jump off the roof, but because he had been squatting for too long, his legs shook and a tile was kicked off.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound outside the house startled people inside.

"who!"

Lu Song was the first to become alert. He rushed out the door and saw the tiles on the ground. He immediately looked up at the roof.

And the moment the tile fell, Rong Sheng jumped over the wall.

Lu Song's face darkened and he jumped onto the roof. He actually saw Rong Sheng's back in the distance.

"Where are you running to! Stop right there!"

Lu Song chased after Rong Sheng while yelling at him.

Rong Sheng didn't even bother to look back and ran forward with all his might.

She knew clearly that her current strength had only recovered 40%, and Lu Song would not be able to catch up in a short time.

However, the original owner's physical endurance was still insufficient. If he kept running like this, he would probably be caught up sooner or later.

In a head-on confrontation, she would most likely lose to Lu Song.

Seeing Lu Song getting closer and closer to him, Rong Sheng's brain was working rapidly.

She suddenly saw that they were about to reach the downtown area of ​​the capital, which was crowded with people.

God help me too!

Rong Sheng gritted his teeth and ran to the downtown area, passing by a steamed bun shop.

When Rong Sheng saw the flour in the shop, she thought quickly and grabbed a handful of flour and threw it behind her.

At this moment, Lu Song was already close at hand. He was about to reach out to grab Rong Sheng, but flour covered his face. He could not see anything in an instant, and Lu Song quickly used his clothes to wipe off the flour on his face.

But when he looked up again, Rong Sheng was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it!" Lu Song threw several punches in the air and stomped his feet in anger.

After a long time, Lu Song walked around here several times without success and left in disappointment.

At this time, Rong Sheng was curled up on the beam in the inner room of the bun shop, daring not to breathe or move.

Now she couldn't hold on any longer. Her arms were aching from holding the beam. Feeling that it was safe outside, she immediately jumped down from the beam.

He happened to bump into the owner of the steamed bun shop who was walking out of the house.

“Who is it?” The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with a limp and one eye covered. He saw the flour on the ground and grabbed Rong Sheng’s arm fiercely, saying, “Who are you, little thief? How dare you destroy my shop!”

Rong Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brother, I'm not a thief, ouch!"

Rong Sheng felt pain from being pinched by the shopkeeper. She didn't want to fight back, but she subconsciously pushed the shopkeeper away with her palm.

The shopkeeper was pushed back three steps, stunned, and thought to himself that this kid actually has some skills.

He immediately clenched his fists and raised them to his chest, using his good leg to exert force and punching Rong Sheng fiercely, obviously wanting to subdue Rong Sheng quickly.

When Rong Sheng saw the shopkeeper coming at him aggressively, he wanted to dodge, but the shopkeeper was so powerful that he had no choice but to fight.

It’s better not to talk too much with him.

While Rong Sheng was thinking in his mind, he seized the opportunity and suddenly rushed to the side of the shopkeeper. He tilted his head to easily avoid the fist flying towards him, and then used his right hand as a knife to chop at the back of the shopkeeper's neck.

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper could predict Rong Sheng's movements. He turned half of his body, blocked Rong Sheng's right palm with one arm, and then used his upper arm to force Rong Sheng back.

Rong Sheng took a half step back, surprise flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself that this shopkeeper's martial arts skills were really good as he could actually block his moves. Moreover, although his face did not match that of his old friend, he always had a familiar feeling when he fought with him just now.

She couldn't help but think of the time when she was hanging on the beam just now, when she accidentally saw some iron tools next to the firewood pile in the shop, one of which looked like a cold bone knife.

The shape of the Lenggu Knife is like a fish bone. It was designed by the Shen family army and then cast for the soldiers to use.

This weapon has a unique shape and is only possessed by the Shen family army.

Could it be?

Rong Sheng thought of a possibility.

Immediately, his men's strength increased instead of decreased, and his arms left a trail of afterimages in the air. Seeing this, the shopkeeper retreated step by step until he was almost at the corner with nowhere to retreat. He leaped forward, slid over the wall, and easily passed Rong Sheng.

Star moving step!

Rong Sheng sighed inwardly, turned quickly and rushed towards the shopkeeper who was about to run away, and grabbed the shopkeeper's shoulder with his left hand in an eagle claw shape.

Without waiting for the shopkeeper to cry out in pain, she kicked him in the knee with her calf.

The shopkeeper immediately bent his legs and fell to the ground with a plop.

Finally, she pinned the shopkeeper’s head to the ground with her right hand and said sternly, “Tell me, why do you know the martial arts of the Shen Family Army!”

"What Shen's Army martial arts!" The shopkeeper gasped and denied, "I'm just a bun seller. I only know a few moves. What does it have to do with the Shen's Army? You little bastard, let me go!"

Seeing that the shopkeeper refused to admit it, Rong Sheng immediately dragged him to the firewood pile and picked out the iron tool that looked like a cold bone knife with one foot.

She looked at it carefully and recognized it even though it was dilapidated.

This is undoubtedly a cold bone knife.

"This cold bone knife is only owned by the Shen family army. You still don't admit that you have any relationship with the Shen family army?" Rong Sheng looked at the shopkeeper coldly and vaguely felt that his figure really looked like an old acquaintance in the army.

When the shopkeeper heard Rong Sheng say the words "Cold Bone Knife", he was so shocked that he forgot to deny it: "How can you, a mere boy, recognize this knife?"

Rong Sheng opened his hands and pulled the shopkeeper up from the ground. His voice became a little hoarse: "If I say I am from the Shen family army, can you believe it?"

The shopkeeper was immediately shocked and his heart skipped a beat.

Almost no one in the Shen family army survived because they were wrongly accused of treason and collaborating with the enemy. He still crawled out of the pile of dead bodies, but the man in front of him was only fourteen or fifteen years old. How could he be a soldier of the Shen family?

He couldn't help but ask, "You are just a little brat. Do you know that the Shen family army was a rebel army and the Shen family was exterminated? How dare you pretend to be a member of the Shen family army?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Rong Sheng stretched out his right hand and slapped the wall. Immediately, a deep palm print appeared on the wall.

Cloud Wind Palm!

This martial art was originally the unique martial art of Major General Shen Yun!

Seeing this palm print, the dusty memories of the past in the Shen family army suddenly came to mind. The shopkeeper could no longer control his emotions and asked with tears in his eyes: "Why, why do you know Major General Shen Yun's Cloud Wind Palm?"

Rong Sheng stared into the shopkeeper's eyes, exhaled, and said in a deep voice: "Because, I am Shen Yun."