Wei Yangmou

In the end he was still the one he knew, even though he was struggling endlessly in his heart, even though the hand holding the knife couldn't stop shaking, but in his bones he was still the decisive general who could conquer the world.

Xiaoren and righteousness are more important, he clearly distinguishes them, and he also weighs them clearly. It is self-evident that the tens of thousands of disaster victims with ulterior motives are more important than the hundreds of thousands of ignorant and ignorant people in Jiaodong.

However, he still couldn't fall asleep for several nights. Whenever he closed his eyes, there were countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He couldn't see clearly the faces he couldn't remember. Bite it with teeth and claws.

When he can't sleep like this, he likes to go out for a stroll in the middle of the night, walking aimlessly, and he doesn't want to do anything.

Anyway, those disaster victims are just mobs, they don't have any strategies, and they don't know how to sneak attack in the middle of the night.

However, thinking this way, when he was wandering aimlessly, he saw a sneaky figure, and he inexplicably felt that his cheeks were hot and painful.

However, this strange feeling was quickly replaced by doubts. He frowned and looked at the man hiding outside the military tent, thinking that he was hiding well, but he didn't notice that the dark shadow was also reflected on the military tent. , but if you look more often, he will definitely be discovered.

He had never seen such a stupid assassin before, and he didn't feel a lot of hostility for a while, so he wandered around the barracks with a needle with great interest, and after walking a few steps, he could see that this assassin was not that stupid.At least, he still knows to go in the direction of the main tent. Could it be that he wants to assassinate?

I feel that I have been underestimated, although he is not an alchemist like Qu Wuyin, but he has learned a certain level of kung fu from a foreigner, even an ordinary alchemist can do nothing to him, not to mention the short footsteps in front of him, who seem to have no strength at all kid.

Instead of killing such a person, it is better to arrest him and ask about the situation. After all, he doesn't look like a hard-headed person at all, and he might say everything when he sees the torture equipment.

Thinking this way, without waiting to see what that person wanted to do, he stretched out his hand and pinched the person's back collar. It should have been able to pull him over with a single effort, but for some reason, A white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the short man just broke free from his grasp.

He jumped forward very abruptly for a while, as if he was also a little dazed, and was about to turn around unsuspectingly, but he was already very vigilant, he poked his right hand to the left waist, and was about to draw out the long sword .

The man turned around in a daze, and looked over in a daze.

The hand that drew the sword paused, and the face couldn't help being surprised: "Why are you here?"

The one who dared to visit the barracks alone at night was exactly two days gone. The last time we met, he was told to stay in the palace and not to come out. Unexpectedly, this person would be so disobedient.

Scratching his head: "I see that the outside has been calm, and I don't think anything will happen..."

Sternness was written all over his face, and he looked at his ignorant children who could only cause trouble. He reprimanded: "Even so, you shouldn't break into the barracks in the middle of the night. How much do you have?" Fate?!"

He was so dejected by the training that he stood there sticky, unable to hear anything for a long time. He secretly opened his eyelids and took a look. He has long been a father and is used to teaching his children, so this meeting looks a little more intimidating than his father's, as if the next moment, a big slap is about to hit his ass.

I couldn't help but tighten my buttocks, and my body straightened instantly.

Then he felt it was funny again, anyway, he was also a young mansion, with the name of the Twelve Ministers, no matter what happened, it would not be the turn of a general to take care of him.

What's more, although there is a few years difference in age between the two, they are not so different that they are about to be confused. It is really inexplicable that I am afraid.

He himself couldn't help smiling, but he wasn't as big-hearted as he was. His face became more gloomy, and his voice sounded cold.

"You just touched it in by yourself?"

Are those people on patrol dead?Can't even hear such a movement!

His heart seemed to be on fire. He was angry and broke into the barracks without regard to his might;

Seeing that he is safe and sound, I feel very aggrieved, as if the people I have been training for so long are all a bunch of sticks who can't get their way.

After these two emotions passed, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, if he was caught halfway.

If the soldier is fine, but if it is a disaster victim, there should be only one corpse left at this time, how will he explain to him.

All kinds of feelings surged up, and the staring eyes became more and more stern, almost wanting to catch this ignorant guy, took off his pants, and beat him up.

It didn't even make him so angry.

He didn't dare to laugh anymore, after pondering what he said, he realized what he meant, and waved his hands quickly, for fear that this serious person would not understand and it would hurt Chi Yu.

"I took the queen's warrant, Your Highness is allowed to walk in our army."

He held his breath in his chest, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. The idea of ​​driving people back after being taught a lesson was like a weak little flame that had just been ignited. The word was suppressed.

But although this explanation is very logical and can shirk the responsibility of the patrolling soldiers, he still can't calm down. He took two deep breaths and tried to make his tone sound very peaceful. He asked: "Come in the middle of the night." Is it your own idea?"

Shrinking his neck, he inexplicably felt chilly all over his body, but he didn't dare to lie, so he nodded hesitantly, his expression suddenly became colder, and he quickly explained: "I'm afraid that I will be seen by the mob when I come here during the day. , they have long disliked me..."

The following words were swallowed by him, because he had strode over, without talking or laughing, he lifted his back collar, carried him like this, and brought him into the main tent.

He was thrown in the middle of the military tent, he looked around, except for a low couch and a low table, there was nothing else in the military tent, so he sat on the ground at his original position, looking up at the tall figure in the military tent Walking back and forth, his expression fluctuated.

He was dizzy walking, but in the chaotic steps of walking up and down, he could see a bit of worry and irritability.

He didn't dare to think whether he was the source of the irritability, and only guessed rationally that the victims of the possible riots were not so easy to deal with.

He asked cautiously: "The victims are good at fighting?"

Looking over with a "huh", his eyes were still very serious, and he felt that the next second, he would probably say, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask!"

However, his imagination was a little richer, and he didn't express any opinion on his question. He just frowned and asked with a look of distrust: "Why does Your Highness let you walk in the army?"

After a daze, he didn't expect to be so disrespectful to him. It was as if he said it nakedly: "You made trouble here, what else can you do?"

After staring angrily for a while, he was suddenly relieved and collapsed on the ground weakly. He had to admit that he was telling the truth.

However, although he had the warrant, it was the one who ordered him to walk in the army, but there was no need to explain this alone, anyway, the two Highnesses couldn't tell each other apart.

As for the meaning...

He looked at it, thought about it, and decided to say it out. If he was the only one who trusted him, he wouldn't be able to say this, but he also confided his heart to this general, so he had no reason to hide it.

Bi gestured to make the meaning clear, and he was stunned, full of doubts appeared between his brows, as if he couldn't figure it out.

But it is not clear where the suspicion comes from, but whether there is any basis or not, he still believes in the judgment.

Apparently he didn't develop this habit, and even though there was a king's order that could not be violated, he still couldn't help but want to figure it out.

Seeing that he was engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't bother him. He probably couldn't think of finding a tent for himself for a while, so he just nestled down on the low couch, turned over, and stretched his legs. He yawned and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

When he came back to his senses, he was already sprawled in all directions, occupying ten percent of the not-so-spacious low couch.

Shaking his head, he pulled off the quilt and covered him. It was still early and he hadn't slept for several days. Seeing the bold sleeping posture, he was actually a little sleepy, but he still didn't dare to sleep. He opened his eyes to see Looking at the other party, he saw that he murmured a few words in his sleep, he couldn't even understand the words clearly, and he was going to perform a full martial arts exercise, tossing the low couch with creaking noises.

Even the quilt that had not been covered for a long time was overturned on the ground without muddling.

I had no choice but to pick it up again and put it on my body, in order to prevent being thrown on the ground by him, the quilt corner was stuffed into the gap of the couch.

After finishing this matter, his chaotic thoughts suddenly calmed down. He touched the sword at his waist, and had the illusion of suddenly realizing it, as if he had found the perfect solution for the killing that had come and would intensify. Reasonable reasons, for peace.

For the peace of ordinary people, the peace of Jiaodong, and the peace of the big man.

Blood is always to be seen, as long as it has never flowed to Chang'an or to the feet of the people, then the blood is worth it.

When I think back later, I occasionally feel that my original idea was really absurd. However, at that time, in that situation, he convinced himself strangely, and he was convinced, and even fell asleep for the first time in days. A good night's sleep—even if it's just lying on a low table.

However, from night to dawn.