Give you a spring

At midnight, He Zhou made a plan, boarded a warship, and headed for the Donghu camp.

When he was about twenty miles away from there, he asked people to stop, threw a small boat into the river, and rowed across by himself instead.In fact, he was very dangerous in the past. After all, Donghu was severely injured last night, and he should strengthen his defenses tonight. Now it was easy to be discovered in the past. That's why Qin Zhaoyi didn't let the lieutenants or personal soldiers around him kill Yao Bu'er, and called him instead. Such an outsider.

But it doesn't matter, He Zhou has done dangerous things, but the only difference is that he had Ping Wei by his side at that time.

Thinking of this person who made him miss him day and night, He Zhou became depressed again, God knows how much he missed him.

When he returns to Pingwei's side, he must make up for the intimacy that he couldn't do these days because of parting.

Thinking in this way, he successfully rowed the boat to the vicinity of Donghu.

He controlled the speed of the boat and slowly stopped in a dark place.A few soldiers stood sporadically by the river, holding binoculars in their hands, probably inspecting the situation on the river.

The weather is beautiful today, with dense dark clouds covering the moon tightly, and then the moonlight is sparse, and the river is completely dark.The soldiers watched for a long time, but they still couldn't see a glimmer of light. They planned to perfunctory and turned back.

But at this moment, He Zhou quietly dived into the water, quickly swam to the shore, stared at the unsuspecting soldiers with their backs turned to him, drew out the short knife hidden by his calf, ran to a foot behind them, and raised his hand. The knife fell and killed them quickly.

The action was so fast that there was no time for them to scream for help.

Because later He Zhou planned to change into one of them's clothes and pretend to be a Donghu soldier. In order to prevent the clothes from being torn or stained with blood, he chose to cut his throat.

But there was still a little blood dripping, so I went to the river to wash it, and changed it reluctantly.

His face with a strong foreign flavor can save him a lot of trouble.

The Donghu people's camp was three hundred feet away from the river. It was originally two hundred feet away, but due to the night attack of Daqi yesterday, they carefully adjusted the distance.

These cowards.

He Zhou cursed in his heart, walked into their barracks, and started looking for where Yao Bu'er was.

He quickly found what seemed to be the largest and most luxurious tent, and He Zhou stopped fifty feet away from it, intending to wait for the opportunity to sneak in later, when a voice came from behind, "Hey, what are you doing there? "

He Zhou turned his head and saw a man dressed as a soldier frowning at him. He walked over and asked coldly preemptively, "What's the matter?"

The man was taken aback by his aura, feeling scared for no reason, and said, "I was just going to ask you something, why are you standing there sneakily."

"I just came back from patrolling the river, and I want to tell the general that everything is normal there." He Zhou expected that there were so many people in their barracks that they might not all know each other, so he said calmly, "But there seemed to be other people in the tent. Wait for him to finish before going in."

"Oh," the soldier nodded, his eyes flickering, and there seemed to be a little strangeness in his eyes looking at He Zhou, he said, "The general is indeed busy, just wait a while."

As he was about to leave, He Zhou's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to hold him back, "Wait, I want to ask you something."

"You..." The soldier was terrified and wanted to struggle immediately, but He Zhou raised his head and glanced around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he immediately raised his hand and grabbed his neck, restraining his struggling upper body, turned around and opened the door. Next to a pitch-black and deserted tent, the man was dragged into it with great strength.

"Where is Yao Bu'er?" He Zhou still grabbed him by the neck, raised his leg and kicked the soldier in the stomach, then drew out a knife and stabbed him twice in each thigh, and asked in a low voice after confirming that the soldier was unable to struggle.

This man was as cruel as a wild beast, and the soldier sighed in his heart why he would take the initiative to send him to the door, raised his eyes to look in He Zhou's direction, and said, "I will never betray Donghu!"

He Zhou showed contempt, "That's why I want to learn my methods." The cold tip of the knife slashed across the opponent's body, and he felt the opponent's shivering, "I can break your tendons in your hands and feet within a cup of tea. .”

"..." The soldier gasped, his limbs felt the pain automatically, he struggled desperately, but he still couldn't break free.

"It's fine if you don't explain, anyway, I'm just spending more time looking for it," He Zhou said, raising his hand to stab the dagger into his heart, the soldier was horrified, and said repeatedly, "I said... I said....."

His neck was strangled and he couldn't make a clear sound, He Zhou asked, "Are you going to talk?"

"Hmm...!" The soldier nodded desperately.

"Then tell me," He Zhou put the knife across his neck instead, and whenever he opened his mouth to call someone over, he would seal his throat with the knife.

"I....I don't know where the general is," the soldier cried, "I only know that he moved out of the main tent today, but I don't know exactly where, sir...please let me go Well, I really don't know...I'm just a soldier..."

He screamed in a panic, apparently in a panic, He Zhou frowned, and swiped the knife.

——Those who betray the coach will die on the battlefield.

He dropped the corpse in his hand and was about to step out of the tent when a dagger was pressed against him silently behind him.

He Zhou stopped.

"Looking for me?" Yao Bu'er walked out of the dark corner and asked softly in his ear.