Twilight Cloud Returns

Meetings are always short-lived.

It has been a few days since Yun Chuxiu left the barracks, and Wuqing's body has recovered.He always felt uneasy in a strange place alone, hoping that Zhihu would come back sooner, and he didn't want to delay his business.

After all, war is more important than his love.

Wuqing always remembers what Zhihuan said before leaving that day - if there is anything unresolved, go to Lieutenant General Liu Yi.

It seems that Vice General Liu is someone who knows and trusts.

However, Deputy General Liu didn't like Wuqing. He was a military commander who was devoted to the country and fought bloody battles. A weak scholar like Wuqing couldn't carry a knife and didn't know the art of war. He was useless in the barracks and wasted food.

Especially when Liu Yi saw his alluring appearance, he was so angry that he almost wanted to take away the soldiers' souls.

Before his soldiers fought, their bodies softened first.

Isn't this a spy sent by that son of a bitch of the Huns or something?

If General Yun hadn't tried his best to protect him and entrusted his safety to himself, Liu Yi would definitely be the first to behead him.

Winter outside the pass comes earlier than anywhere else in the Central Plains.

On this day, Wuqing was about to pull out his tent, but was persuaded to retreat by the oncoming cold north wind.

Through the curtain, he suddenly heard the conversation between the two soldiers guarding the teeth tent.

One of them gasped and said: "Brother, I said that the days are getting colder and colder, can we still fight with the Huns? The Yi people are resistant to cold and frost. If there is a surprise attack at this time, we will all surrender. gone."

Another stomped his feet to keep warm: "Who knows? It's not our decision whether to fight or not, General Yun has the final say."

"Brother is right." As soon as the topic turned to Yun Chuxiu, the two seemed to start talking, "To be honest, I never thought that General Yun was not a second-generation ancestor! After he came, he rectified military discipline and rewarded and punished him." Clearly, after sweeping away the sluggishness, it was really a relief to defeat the Xiongnu at first!"

Another person agreed: "At first I also thought that General Yun was just a vase. The emperor wanted to give up our Yanming Pass. I didn't expect to send a general. It can be seen that the rumors are not true!"

Wuqing listened, the corners of her lips could not help but rise.

It's just a pity that Mr. Qian, who is fabricating truth and wrong, didn't hear this passage.

"It's just that the loss in a battle with the Huns a few days ago caused heavy casualties, and morale is low now." Finally, the soldier sighed, "What's the use of being a general? Who knows that General Du in the barracks has always been dissatisfied."

"General Yun is not easy. When he came to the barracks for the first time, no one convinced him. Not only did he have to deal with the Huns who were staring at him, but he also had to find ways to restrain General Du..."

Before he finished speaking, the person on the opposite side covered his mouth, "Brother, don't die! If General Du hears it, we will surely die!"

The two quickly terminated the discussion.

Wuqing heard the clouds and mist, but who is General Du?How can you be so domineering in the army without listening to orders?

As for who General Du is, he has been educated for not being Muslim after nightfall.

Wuqing was eating dinner in the tooth tent. Dewey went straight past the tent guards, rushed in, pulled him out, and threw them heavily on the ground.

Torches have been lit throughout the barracks, but the weak heat of the torches still cannot resist the cold.

The howling wind pierced Wuqing's collar, and he lay on the ground shivering uncontrollably.

The two soldiers saw that the person guarded by General Yun was carried outside by Dewey like a chicken, and they rushed forward and said: "General, I don't know this young man..."

Before he finished speaking, Dewey used the blunt tip of his spear to stab the Wuqing speaker a few feet away. The man immediately vomited blood and fainted.

"Who else wants to ask!" His fierce eyes scanned the faces of everyone present.

The onlookers dared not speak at once, and stood there tremblingly.

Dewey reached Wuqing's throat with the sharp end of the spear, and told the truth: "No wonder I have lost successive battles in Dazhou. It turns out that General Yun secretly fed the enemy's spy!"

Wuqing argued angrily, "I'm not doing my job carefully!"

Dewey scratched his clothes with a spear, and the Tianguangyun Jinyi specially made for him by Zhi Huan was damaged just like that, Wu Qing was instantly furious.

He got up, his eyes wide open.

Dewey put away his spear, and said without hesitation: "Ben will say that you are a meticulous worker, and you are a meticulous worker."

But everyone knew that this poor son was indeed not a secret agent, and Dewey charged him with such unwarranted charges in order to suppress General Yun and became a victim of the struggle between the two.

The facts are on the bright side, everyone is afraid of the forces behind Dewey, and dare not speak up for Wuqing.

"Come on! Bind this secret work to this general!"

Soldiers loyal to Dewey tied Wu Qing firmly to the fire, and there was a tendency to burn him to death.

Dewey didn't seem to be afraid of Yun Chuxiu at all, and even ordered someone to bring him grapes and wine, and he almost asked a flower girl to dance for him!

Dewey gulped down a few big cups like drinking water. Seeing that Wuqing was not afraid of danger, he was as stubborn as a donkey, and his patience was gradually exhausted.

"Looking at your appearance, you are also a literate scholar. Didn't you read the four characters of passing the trial?" Dewey got up and walked to Wuqing's side, and whispered in his ear, "Yun Chuxiu is He is the young prince of the current dynasty, the great general of Zhenyuan. If this general is not very sure, how can he make such a mess? He has not heard of news in Liangzhou City for a few days, do you really think he is still alive?"

As soon as these words came out, Wuqing couldn't stand still.

He wished he could break through the shackles of the rope, grabbed Dewey by the collar and asked for the truth.

Wuqing said indignantly: "The great enemy is at present, you and the rebellious ministers and thieves will commit crimes below, wrongly frame the general, and everyone will be punished."

Dewey gave a "tsk tsk", "He is also a master of eloquence. But..." He changed the topic, "You are so loyal, Yun Chuxiu can't hear it in the prison of Liangzhou City..."

When he heard that he was assassinated and sent to prison, Wuqing was even more worried.His hands tried to break free from the restraint of the hemp rope, and his wrists were rubbed bloodshot until the rope was stained red.

Du Wei turned around suddenly, and said to all the soldiers: "Last time, I was defeated in the battle with the Xiongnu in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although the Holy Majesty was in the capital, he controlled every move at the border. The Holy Majesty has already found out that it was Yun Chuxiu's poor use of troops, negligence of supervision, and dereliction of duty. Lord Inspector arrested him, and escorted him back to Beijing today to listen to him and release him."

"As for all affairs in the army, I will take charge of them for the time being."

Wuqing clenched his fists tightly, his bloodthirsty gaze seemed capable of cutting Dewey into pieces.

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the army.

There is no scale to measure whether the use of soldiers is good or not, and it has always been a matter of one sentence.Some soldiers loyal to Yun Chuxiu naturally didn't believe it, "Dare to ask if the general has an imperial edict?"

Dewey made a gesture with his eyes, and his subordinates unexpectedly cut the throats of those questioning soldiers and killed them.

In an instant, several corpses appeared on the withered grass.The one with tenacious vitality was still struggling, clutching his neck, convulsed a few times, and soon died with his eyes wide open.

"Who else wants to read the imperial decree?" Dewey snarled.

The blood was still gurgling, and the remaining soldiers looked at their companion who was still alive and dying at this moment, endured the unwillingness in their hearts, and silently lowered their heads.

Dewey nodded in satisfaction, "Very good. Then the general will issue the first military order—execute this spy who sneaked into our Da Zhou barracks and tried to steal the battle report!"

When the torch in his hand was about to ignite the dead wood branches under Wuqing's feet, a golden arrow flew out from the darkness and knocked out the torch.

"The general wants to see it!" Accompanied by Ruo's weak footsteps, Wei Guoan walked over with a pale face.

Dewey's soldiers quickly surrounded him.

Dewey sneered and said, "Who should I think it is? It's just a little assistant leader, Yun Chuxiu's lackey!"

The word "running dog" angered Wei Guoan, he jumped up, drew his knife and went straight to Dewey, and the two immediately fought.

Wei Guoan lost to Dewey in the first place, coupled with his injuries, he was quickly defeated.

Dewey pointed his spear at him, "Wei Guoan, just because you want to fight this general?"

When Wuqing heard this name, he felt familiar, but the current critical situation did not allow him to think about it.

Seeing that Wei Guoan was about to become Dewey's dead soul, Liu Yi appeared at the right time and rescued Wei Guoan.

Seeing that someone came out to disturb his good business again, Dewey was furious, and the three of them started fighting.

The unreconciled soldiers immediately revolted and fought with Dewey's henchmen.

Wei Guoan's kung fu was not as good as De Wei's, but with the addition of Liu Yi, De Wei couldn't stand it.

Dewey bared his teeth and said, "Vice General Liu, you and I are good friends, why are we so hostile! If you help me, we will enjoy endless glory and wealth!"

Liu Yicai didn't listen to his nonsense, "I just want to repel the Xiongnu, and whoever has a general will follow his orders!"

Wei Guoan wanted to take the opportunity to save Wuqing, but Dewey saw through and scratched his face.

Wuqing felt deeply guilty.

All of a sudden, the barracks was full of flames, and there was a burst of chaos. The colleagues who were supposed to be united to the outside world met each other in an instant.

Wuqing suddenly understood what Xiao Zhongzi said that day - how can Da Zhou have any available generals?

Zhi also not only has to deal with the Huns who are always thinking of conquering the city, but also devotes all his energy to deal with Dewey who has a different intention and wants to seize power...

Wuqing couldn't imagine how difficult it was when he first arrived at the barracks...

Dewey's power in the army was huge and he gradually gained the upper hand.

Wei Guoan was besieged, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted; Liu Yi also failed, on a par with Dewey.

During the fight, someone knocked down the torch erected high up on the side for lighting.

As soon as the falling sparks touched the dead grass, they immediately spread into a big fire, burning along the dead wood to Wuqing's feet.

Thick smoke wrapped Wuqing and choked into his throat.

Wuqing coughed uncontrollably, and his consciousness began to blur.

He regretted it, regretted that he didn't go to Liangzhou with Zhihuan, at least he could see him one more time before he died.

In order to avoid Liu Yi's long sword, Dewey rolled onto the grass, and a piece of parchment fell out from his waist, revealing a few words that were captured by Wuqing's eyes under the light of the fire.

He was horrified.

Dewey wanted to pick it up again, but Liu Yi was almost fatal with his sword, and he had no time to take care of it.There was unwillingness in his eyes, so he had no choice but to kick that important piece of parchment into the fire and continue to fight Liu Yi.

Liu Yi was so focused on eradicating this scum that he never noticed Dewey's little tricks.

Wuqing was struggling on the fire frame, repeatedly rubbing the hemp rope on his wrist, trying to get away.He believes that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and he knows that he can't be framed in prison for nothing.

However, the fire intensified and was about to engulf him...

At the very moment, a familiar figure jumped into the fire and cut off the rope on Wuqing's body...