Please call me Your Majesty!

Chapter 271 You Still Say You Are Not a Spy

As Zhang Yi had expected, not only did everyone share the same hatred for his enemy, but many soldiers looked at him with suspicion.

Not sympathy, but scrutiny and vigilance.

This strange situation left Zhang Yi confused and he almost couldn't pretend to be crying anymore. There was an unnatural pause in his crying.

He certainly didn't understand that just before he woke up, Chu Shizhao had revealed Feng Laosan's true identity to everyone.

Although the soldiers are simple, they are not stupid.

They may not be good at the intrigues in the court, but they are quite sharp in judging matters of life and death.

After seeing Chu Shizhao's meticulous reasoning and vivid demonstration with their own eyes, the balance in their hearts had already tilted.

The comrades who once spent every day with Feng Laosan have begun to doubt the true identity of this "comrade-in-arms".

In this case, the more exaggerated Zhang Yi's tearful performance was, the more suspicious it seemed.

His deliberately trembling voice and overly exaggerated crying became the biggest flaw in everyone's eyes.

Zhang Yi was very terrified: "This situation is not right, it is very wrong."

The originally smooth and natural performance suddenly became stiff, like a shoddy play performed by a bad actor.

Chu Shizhao watched all this coldly, taking in every subtle change of Zhang Yi.

The corners of his mouth curled up into an almost imperceptible sneer, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. It was time to end this carefully designed drama.

"Shut up!" Chu Shizhao's voice suddenly exploded, freezing the air on the city wall like biting ice.

"Answer whatever I ask." Every word he said was as sharp as a sword: "If you dare to say one more word of nonsense, I will kill you without mercy."

As he spoke, he winked at Li Batian beside him, and the heavy saber made a chilling buzzing sound and was firmly placed on Zhang Yi's neck.

The blunt blade was pressed against his skin and could take his life at any time.

As long as Chu Shizhao gave the order, this iron tower-like man would not hesitate at all and would kill Zhang Yi on the spot.

Zhang Yi's heart skipped a beat, and the cold touch on his neck made him stiffen. He secretly complained: "Strange, has my identity really been discovered?"

"That's impossible. Even Feng Lao San doesn't know that I'm a member of the Dark Night Cult. How could Prince Chu Shizhao know?"

This question lingered in his mind. He thought he had been hiding perfectly and had never revealed any flaws.

Suddenly Zhang Yi's mind moved, he realized that Chu Shizhao must be bluffing.

The thought relaxed his tense nerves.

It was probably because he had just stood up to question the Ice Wolf Riders and behaved too radically, which aroused the prince's vigilance.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his speculation was reasonable.

It is impossible for Chu Shizhao to have solid evidence, otherwise he would have taken action long ago. Why waste time here?

The originally flustered mood quickly calmed down.

Naturally, his changes could not be hidden from Chu Shizhao, who had been keeping a close eye on him.

Although I don't understand why this guy has changed so much.

However, this is also a good thing for Chu Shizhao, because of what he is going to do next.

It is precisely what Zhang Yi needs to keep calm and not be too defensive about himself.

It would be best for Zhang Yi to maintain the illusion that he has not been exposed.

"How old are you?" Chu Shizhao's voice was steady, as if he was putting pressure on Zhang Yi, but it gave people a feeling of lack of confidence.

It seems that he doesn't know what to do specifically and can only ask some irrelevant questions.

This behavior made the surrounding soldiers look confused.

Zhang Yi sneered in his heart, and a flash of contempt flashed across his eyes.

I secretly sneered in my heart, even though he is a prince, he is still a novice after all.

Do you think that by asking this kind of question, you can make me expose myself?

Zhang Yi shook his head secretly, thinking that Chu Shizhao was nothing special.

"Your Highness, I am twenty-five years old this year."

His head was lowered, and he looked honest, but there was a barely perceptible curve at the corner of his mouth.

"How many years have you been in the army?" Chu Shizhao continued to ask, his tone as calm as if he was just chatting.

This question is a bit sensitive as it involves information such as military records that may be verified.

Zhang Yi subconsciously considered for a moment before answering, "Your Highness, I joined the army when I was nineteen, and it has been six years now."

This answer is flawless and is clearly recorded in the military records, so it is not afraid of being checked.

While answering this question, Zhang Yi was actually observing Chu Shizhao's movements with his peripheral vision.

But looking at his expression, it seemed like he was just asking casually.

Zhang Yi was secretly pleased with himself, as the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground: "It seems that I thought too much. Although this prince is powerful, he is not good at interrogation."

This realization made him completely relax, and his tense shoulders unconsciously relaxed a little.

With his mind full of thoughts, Zhang Yi still pretended to be honest on the surface.

His eyes were humble and his posture was respectful, perfectly portraying an ordinary soldier who had been wronged.

"Where do you live?" Chu Shizhao continued to ask, his tone still calm.

"Your Highness, I live in Zhangjia Village, Liangchuan County." Zhang Yi answered without thinking. He had already memorized this place by heart.

"Is there anyone else at home?" Chu Shizhao's question sounded more and more like casual conversation.

"My parents are still alive, and I have a younger sister, but she got married a few years ago." Zhang Yi answered fluently.

The two of them asked and answered each other, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Chu Shizhao asked questions one after another, and Zhang Yi's answers became more fluent and natural.

But the soldiers of Xueyuan Pass around him became more and more confused. Many people exchanged confused looks, not understanding the meaning of this interrogation.

Many people even showed an impatient look, and some began to murmur.

"Your Highness, what are you doing? Why are you asking about such trivial matters?"

"Yes, isn't this guy a spy? What's the point of asking these questions?" another soldier echoed, his tone full of confusion.

"Hush, don't talk nonsense. Since His Highness did this, there must be a reason behind it. Just watch. You soldiers, do you think you are smarter than His Highness?"

At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from under the city wall, and a messenger covered in dust came running over, his face pale.

"Report! Your Highness, the Northern Di cavalry has assembled and is launching an attack on Xueyuan Pass!"

The messenger's voice was breathless from running, but every word was clearly audible.

The soldiers at Xueyuan Pass were immediately agitated when they heard the military intelligence. The sound of armor colliding? The sound of weapons being unsheathed was heard everywhere, and everyone was on edge.

Zhao Wenguang hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously: "Your Highness, the military situation is urgent. Why don't we detain Zhang Yi for the time being? And then try him after the war?" His eyes kept scanning outside the city, where he could already see the moving Northern Di army.

This proposal was reasonable, after all, the threat from the Northern Di army was imminent. Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Shizhao, waiting for his decision.

Chu Shizhao frowned, a look of struggle on his face. He hesitated for a moment, but seemed to be secretly relieved: "It seems that this is the only way."

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, as if he was really at a loss.

Zhang Yi saw this and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He sneered in his heart and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "I thought you were really that powerful, but it turns out you are just bluffing."

Chu Shizhao couldn't do anything to him, so Zhang Yi completely relaxed.

After all, the enemy is about to attack, so everything else has to be postponed.

"Maybe, we can proceed to the next plan."

Zhang Yi was thinking about how to pass on information and create chaos in the next battle.

Chu Shizhao suddenly straightened his back, waved his hand, and announced in a loud voice: "Soldiers!"

He glanced at everyone on the wall, "I wanted to find out the truth so that everyone can guard Xueyuan Pass without any worries."

"But now the military situation is urgent and fighting the enemy is important. We can only deal with other things after finishing the war." Chu Shizhao turned his gaze towards the direction of the billowing smoke and dust outside the city and said with regret.

Although the soldiers on the city wall responded in unison, their voices were obviously not as loud as before.

Their eyes were wandering and their expressions were complicated.

Anyone with eyes could see that they no longer had the same hatred and fearlessness they had before.

He stood sloppily and held his weapon weakly.

In particular, the vague gap between the defenders of Xueyuan Pass and the Ice Wolf Riders was even more obvious.

The soldiers on both sides deliberately kept their distance, their eyes full of vigilance.

It is conceivable that once the war begins, in this atmosphere of mutual distrust, various problems will inevitably arise in their coordination.

Zhao Wenguang sighed helplessly and frowned even deeper.

If Chu Shizhao stopped immediately after explaining why Feng Laosan might be a spy of the Dark Night Cult...

Things definitely wouldn't have turned out like this.

Although the soldiers were shocked at that time, they at least still maintained their trust and awe of His Highness.

As a result, he insisted on interrogating Zhang Yi again.

This decision seemed incomprehensible to Zhao Wenguang and completely ruined the originally good situation.

Not only did the interrogation yield no results, but Chu Shizhao was led by Zhang Yi.

Not only did it fail to reveal the truth, it made Zhang Yi look even more innocent.

The prestige that had been established was directly lost by more than half.

Zhao Wenguang could clearly feel that the way the soldiers looked at Chu Shizhao had changed. They were no longer full of respect as before.

Li Batian snorted coldly and reluctantly took the heavy saber away from Zhang Yi's neck.

With a wave of his sturdy arm, he signaled two soldiers to come forward and take over the prisoners.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened! Chu Shizhao suddenly roared, his voice like thunder: "Finally, the flaw is revealed, Zhang Yi! You still dare to say that you are not a spy of the Dark Night Cult?" Chu Shizhao's eyes were shining, and there was no hesitation at all.

"Capture Li Batian!" The order came quickly and urgently, with an unquestionable determination to kill.

Zhang Yi's head buzzed as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer. He had no time to think about anything else, and his instinct for survival took over instantly.

He subconsciously took out a packet of poison and scattered black powder all around.

This bag of poisonous insects dissolved in the wind and instantly formed a black poisonous fog around it, forcing everyone to retreat.

Then the whole person jumped up and flew into the air like a big bird.

His movements were strange and swift, totally unlike what an ordinary soldier should have.

But before Zhang Yi could make any other moves, his pupils suddenly contracted. He suddenly realized that, at some point, a graceful and dashing figure, like a ghost, had rushed to his head one step ahead.

Huo Qinghuang's cloak fluttered and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The spear in his hand suddenly exploded, and the tip of the spear turned into afterimages all over the sky, pouring down like a rainstorm.

Each gun shadow carried a fierce murderous aura, blocking all of Zhang Yi's retreat routes.

Zhang Yi was in a state of panic and had no power to fight back. He only managed to block two attacks before Huo Qinghuang pierced his shoulder with a spear.

The sharp tip of the gun pierced through the flesh, bringing out a pool of blood.

Zhang Yi fell to the ground with his gun, but Huo Qinghuang's gun was still powerful and directly nailed Zhang Yi to the city wall.

Chu Shizhao slowly walked to Zhang Yi, who was nailed to the city wall, with a playful smile on his face. He looked down at the spy with a gleam of victory in his eyes.

"You still say you are not a spy?" Chu Shizhao's voice was somewhat teasing, as if he was enjoying a wonderful performance.

At this moment, Zhang Yi finally realized that he had been fooled.

His face turned pale instantly, his eyes were full of disbelief, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

He had been a spy for many years, lurking in the army like a fish in water, and had never made any mistakes. Every mission was completed cleanly and neatly, and never aroused suspicion.

But Chu Shizhao had too many tricks.

The prince's methods were several times more sophisticated than he had imagined, and they were linked together, making it impossible for him to guard against them.

First, he pretended to be bad at interrogation and deliberately asked random questions.

He seemed like a person who was not good at interrogation, and all the questions he asked were irrelevant and everyday questions.

This is to confuse him and make him let down his guard.

Her originally tense nerves gradually relaxed, and she even began to laugh at the prince's incompetence in her heart.

Then, when the Northern Di cavalry began to attack the city, they pretended to give up the interrogation. Chu Shizhao acted as if he was forced to interrupt the investigation due to military circumstances.

Zhang Yi, who didn't take Chu Shizhao seriously at all, completely relaxed at this moment and was even planning how to create chaos in the next battle.

But then, Chu Shizhao's sudden attack was like a heavy hammer, catching him off guard.

Zhang Yi didn't even think about it. Years of training had made him reflexively adopt the most familiar means of escape.

He directly used poisonous fog to block his vision and wanted to escape as soon as possible.

In fact, as soon as he threw out the poisonous mist, he already knew that he had been fooled.

His actions undoubtedly proved his identity, but it was too late.

I can only keep running and leave this dangerous place first.

But he didn't expect that Chu Shizhao had been prepared. The prince had been luring him into a trap from the beginning, and every step was calculated.

(End of this chapter)